Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

"And--" Ariandos hesitated, and stopped talking.

"What else?!" Henipolis didn't ask for it.

"There are some people outside the city hall, claiming that their loved ones have not betrayed you, but they have been killed by mobs, I hope you can apply for them..." Ariandos said.

"Hey?" Henipolis sullenly grabbed his hair. He was most afraid of hearing this now, so he said, "I will hand it over to you, and distribute land to the poor. You Also start preparing."

When Ariandos was stunned, he immediately shouted: "Adult, I have never done this, I will not!"

"You won't, you can find someone." Heinepolis's words just exported, and suddenly he was paralyzed: looking for someone? Where to find it? Almost all the bureaucrats in the city of Raos were killed by the mob, and few people in the city could find someone with administrative experience.

Henipolis sat down: Do you want to do these things yourself? However, from the time he served as the consul, he has always issued orders, and most of them have not been executed. They have not really dealt with politics, and they do not know where to start. And he always hates those cumbersome and complicated government affairs, and thinks about it...

Then I thought of the bills, city-state affairs, letters, etc. that I saw when I lived in the Duffus House in Thales. When Daves returned home, he spent most of his time dealing with business... ...Henipolis suddenly felt: Maybe he really is not suitable to be a consul!

Just as the two of them had their eyes wide open and I didn’t know how to proceed, Hilos went into the synagogue: "Henipolis, the situation in the city is now settled. I want to ask when can I prepare a boat for us? Master Foss must be anxiously waiting for news of our actions?!"

Oh, there is this! Henipolis’s ambition to forget this important thing, he immediately looked at Ariandos: “I will immediately let the port prepare the ship and transport the troops of Dionia to Knape. Tia."

Ariandos looked at the embarrassed martyrdom: "Adults, now the port is in chaos, the sailors are all coming to the city, the port managers are not killed, they are hiding, where to find someone Preparing so many ships?"

Henipolis was once again stunned, and he looked helplessly to Hilos.

Hilos didn't expect the situation to be like this, and it seemed a little anxious.

Henipolis looked at him apologetically. He was still familiar with Hilos, because Hilos had many times to enter and exit the Dafus Mansion. Suddenly a flash of light flashed through his mind: "Helos, I remember You have served twice as the city's chief executive."

Hilos didn't know what he meant by saying this at the moment, and nodded truthfully.

"There is also the great Bagur, who is now the chief executive of Grumendum." The more excited Henipolis is, the more excited he is: "You see the chaos in the city of Laos now, most administrative bureaucrats are mob Killing the light, the whole city is no longer functioning properly. I want to ask you to help me manage the city and let Laos return to normal as soon as possible, so that you can also travel smoothly to Krape."

When Henipolis was finished, the two people present thought they were wrong.

"Master Hennipolis, are you kidding?" Hilos blurted out.

"I am in a bad situation now, do I have a mood to make fun of you?!" Henipolis said impatiently: "Do you want to go by boat? Otherwise you can only lead the team to land!"

Walking to Knapetia to cross the entire Cosenza Plateau, although there are avenues, it will take at least two days. If Raos wants to resume normal operation, if it is efficient, I would have to take a boat tomorrow. It seems that it takes almost the same time, but Hilos is not a mercenary who will only lead the war in the past. After years of administrative management, He was sensitive to the meaning of taking over the administrative power of Laos: "I will return to the military camp and discuss with the great Bagul." Hilos said, and left in a hurry.

"Adult, it doesn't seem very good to do this." Ariandos vaguely felt something wrong.

“What's wrong?” Henipolis immediately retorted: “You have to feel bad, or you will have to do it for you.”

Ariandos was embarrassed to say nothing.

Henipolis smiled, and his eyes became more brilliant, because he had already thought of a brilliant idea that would allow him to break away from the city that had become muddy and full of hatred against him.

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Almost at noon, Dionysius stood in the broken Crotone city and took back the look of the North. He said coldly: "It seems that the young man of Dionia did not intend to accept the gauntlet. , fight against us."

"What should I do? Adults, do we have to take the initiative to attack them?!" Astagras eagerly asked: "Over the Nato River and attack the camp of Dionia?"

Dionysius glanced at the reckless general and said coldly: "Stupid, that is what the Dionians hope! At the beginning, Crotone was defeated by the rushing river. In its Dionya, do you think I will be so stupid!"

Astagras did not dare to speak, and he felt that Dionysius was in a bad mood.

"Fasisas, how long can we maintain our current grain reserves?" Dionysius asked again.

"It takes about a month to count the food you get from the city of Crotone."

More than a month! In the case that the Dionysian fleet controls the East Coast and can no longer receive assistance from Sicily, it can only be scraped from Lockley and these conquered city-states. How much can it be? ! Dionysius’s heart was anxiously calculating, his eyes swept over a slightly anxious general and minister, and finally fell behind him in this big city with a history of hundreds of years. He suddenly said: “burned here. Burn out Crotone inner city!"

"what?!"

"Destroy the walls of Crotone and burn the city!" Dionysius whispered the order: "Then all the troops residing here will be withdrawn to the original camp!"

Although the tents are simpler, whether it is the Syracuse generals or the soldiers prefer to live in comfortable houses, Dionysius has already made a decision, no one dares to object.

"Adults, what about those in Crotone? The Acropolis is so high, we can't burn them!" Fassi Pissas reminded.

"Don't worry about them, let them go for help. Dionia is not their alliance! The young man is not claiming to keep his promise! I want to see the allies of the people who can't save it!" Dionys Hughes’s eyes are cold: “But if the Crotones dare to escape the Acropolis in large numbers, they will drive them back.”

"Understand!" Fassi Pissas and other generals really understood this time: this is to force the Dionyns to cross the river to rescue Crotone!

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Crotone inner city burns in the fire...

This is the death of another Greek city in Greece after four years, but for the Syracuse people, they have done this more than once. Many of the cities they captured in Sicily were destroyed in their hands. Dionysius called the “protector of Sicily” and in fact destroyed many historic city-states, including Greek cities. The ability to destroy is not inferior to its opponent Carthage, so the Syracuse soldiers skillfully placed firelights throughout the city of Crotone, and soon the whole city ignited a fire.

The raging fire reflected the sky in Crotone, and the people in the Acropolis saw their homes burning in the fire, and they burst into tears. It didn't take long for the grief on the faces of the people to be frightened, because the fire spread and there was a tendency to surround the Acropolis.

Fortunately, Lucias and Milon had prepared in advance, and they had already sent people to venture out of the city and cut down the trees and weeds around the hillside. Although the fire did not burn the Acropolis, the hot air and the smoky smoke brought great trouble to the tens of thousands of people in the city. They not only felt very hot but also had difficulty breathing.

However, there are not many water sources in the Acropolis. Milon originally wanted the people to endure it again, but many frail old people and women have had syncope. Finally, they have to agree: let everyone go to the pool and get wet. Apply to the face to overcome the difficulties.

After the protective measures were completed, ~www.novelmtl.com~ the water in the pool was also used up. Most of the people gathered in the temple and prayed piously to the Apollo statue, hoping that it would bless them through the disaster. Some people even confessed to the huge idols, because they thought: It was the time when Meranius burned Apollo's blessed Turui, and there would be today's retribution!

Lucias looked at the burning city under the mountain, and his heart was full of concerns about the safety of the people in the city. He knew that without water, everyone could not hold on for a few days.

"Lucias." Milon came from a distance. The strange thing was that there was a touch of relief on his face at the moment: "Don't worry, the Syracuse retreats and then ignites the city. There must be something special. The situation happened. I guess... It may be that the reinforcements of Dionia are here, and the Syracuse people did this in order to fight against Dionya!"

"Are you telling the truth?!" Lucias immediately cheered up and asked loudly.

"Diaonia's reinforcements are here, this is very likely!" Milon firmly believes in his own judgment: "A few days ago, we did not get the news that the Dainipon fleet defeated the Syracuse Navy, no more. With the help of the Navy, Syracuse has lost the opportunity to threaten the rear of Deonia, and Diaonia has defeated the invading Tarantum army. They have no concerns now and can send troops to reinforce. ”