Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

And— Eriandos hesitated, hesitating.

What else?! Henepolis asked angrily.

Some people came from outside the city hall, claiming that their relatives did not betray you, but were killed by the mob. I hope you can avenge them... Eriandos said.

Wronged? Henepolis clutched his hair irritably. He was most afraid of hearing this, so he said as if pushing a burden: This matter is left to you to handle, and the matter of allocating land to the poor, you Start preparing too.”

Ariandos was stunned when he heard this, and then shouted: My lord, I have never done this before, I won't!

You won't, you can find someone. As soon as Henepolis said it, he was stunned: Looking for someone? Where to find it? Almost all the officials in the city of Laos were killed by the mob, and there are very few people with administrative experience in the city.

Henepolis sat down slumped: Do you want to do these things yourself? However, since he served as the consul, he has always issued orders, and most of them have not been executed. He has not really dealt with political affairs, and he does not know where to start. And he has always hated those cumbersome and complicated government affairs, and he has a headache just thinking about it...

Thinking of the piles of bills, city-state affairs, letters, etc. in Davos's study when he lived in the Davos mansion in Turley, Davos spent most of his time there handling official business when he returned home... ...Henepolis suddenly felt: maybe he really is not suitable to be a consul!

Just when the two of them stared at each other and didn't know what to do, Hiros walked into the synagogue: Lord Henepolis, now the situation in the city has been calmed down, I would like to ask when can we prepare a boat for us? Lord Firth must be anxiously waiting for the news of our actions?!

Oh, and this thing! Henepolis was in a trance that day, and he forgot about this important matter. He immediately looked at Ariandos: Go to the port immediately to prepare a ship to transport Dionia's troops to Knape. Tia.

Ariandos shouted with an embarrassed look: Sir, the port is in chaos now, the sailors have all come to the city, and the port managers were either killed or hid, where can I find someone? Prepare so many ships?

Henepolis was stunned again, and he looked at Hiros helplessly.

Shiros didn't expect this to happen, and seemed a little anxious.

Henepolis looked at him apologetically. He was familiar with Hiros, because Hiros had been in and out of the Great Davos mansion a lot, and suddenly an aura flashed through his mind: Lord Hiros,

I remember you serving as city administrator twice.

Hiros didn't know what he meant by saying this at this time, and nodded truthfully.

And Lord Bagul, he is still serving as the administrator of Grummentum. Henepolis said more and more excitedly: Look at the chaos in the city of Laos now, most of the administrators are being killed by the mob. Killing them all, the whole city is no longer functioning properly, I want you to help me manage this city, so that Laos can return to normal as soon as possible, so that you can also go to Klapekiya smoothly.

After Henepolis finished speaking, the two present thought they had heard it wrong.

Lord Henepolis, are you joking? Hiros blurted out.

In such a bad situation now, am I in the mood to joke with you?! Henepolis said impatiently: Do you want to go by boat? Otherwise, you will have to lead the team on land!

It takes at least two days to travel by land to Knapetia through the entire Cosenza Plateau. If Laos wants to return to normal operation, if the efficiency is high, he may not be able to set off by boat tomorrow. It seems that it will take about the same time, but Hiros is no longer a mercenary who would only lead the army to fight in the past. After several years of administrative management, He was sensitively aware of the significance of taking over the administrative power of Laos: I will go back to the military camp and discuss with Lord Bagul. After Hiros finished speaking, he left in a hurry.

Sir, it doesn't seem right to do this. Eriandos vaguely felt that something was wrong.

What's wrong? Henepolis immediately retorted: You have to feel bad, or I'll leave these things to you.

Ariandos was speechless in embarrassment.

Henepolis smiled, his eyes brightening, because he had come up with a brilliant idea to get him out of this quagmire city full of hatred for him.

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It was almost noon, and Dionysius stood at the head of the ruined city of Crotone, withdrew his gaze towards the north, and said coldly: It seems that the young man from Dionysus did not intend to accept the gauntlet at all. , and fight us.

Then what should we do? Lord, are we going to take the initiative to attack them?! Astagras asked eagerly: Cross the Neto River and attack Dionia's camp?

Dionysius glared at the reckless general, and said coldly: Stupid, that's what the Dionysians hoped! It was because of the rash crossing of the river that Crotone was defeated by the weak. With its Dionysus, do you think I'd be so stupid!

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

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

Including the food obtained from Crotone City, it can last for more than a month.

More than a month! With the Dionysian fleet in control of the east coast and unable to obtain aid from Sicily, it could only harvest food from Locri and the conquered city-states, but how much? ! Dionysius thought anxiously, his eyes swept over the slightly anxious generals and ministers beside him, and finally landed in the big city with a long history of hundreds of years behind him, and suddenly said: Burn this place down. Burn the city of Crotone!

what?!

Destroy the city walls of Crotone and burn the city! Dionysius gave the order coldly: Then withdraw all the troops stationed here to the original camp!

Although Syracuse generals and soldiers prefer to live in comfortable houses compared to simple tents, Dionysius has made a decision, and no one dares to object.

My lord, what about the people in Crotone? The Acropolis is so high, we can't burn them! Fasipesas reminded.

Let them go and ask for help. Isn't Dionysus their ally! Isn't that young man claiming to keep his promises! I want to see if the Dionysians can save its ally! Dionysius Hughes' eyes were cold: But as long as the Crotone people dare to escape from the Acropolis in large numbers, they will be driven back.

Understood! Fasipesas and other generals really understood this time: this is to force the Dionians to cross the river to rescue Crotone!

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The inner city of Crotone is burning in the flames...

This is the burning of another Greek city in Greater Greece four years later, but for the people of Syracuse, they have done this more than once. In the cities they captured in Sicily, many of them were destroyed by their hands. Dionysius was known as the protector of Sicily. In fact, he destroyed many historical city-states, including Greek cities, which The ability of this kind of destruction is not weaker than that of its opponent Carthage, so the soldiers of Syracuse skillfully placed firelights all over the city of Crotone, and soon set the whole city on fire.

The roaring flames illuminated the sky in Crotone, and the people in the Acropolis cried when they saw their homes burning in the flames. It didn't take long for the grief on the faces of the people to turn into panic, as the fire spread and threatened to surround the Acropolis.

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

However, there are not many water sources in the Acropolis. Miron originally wanted the people to bear it for a while, but many frail old people and women suffered from fainting one after another, and finally had to agree: let everyone go to the pool to wet the front of their clothes , apply it on the face to get through difficult times.

After the protective measures were completed, most of the water in the pool was used up. Some people gathered in the temple and prayed devoutly to the statue of Apollo, hoping that it would bless them through this disaster. The idols repented, because they believed that it was Melantheus who burned the Turii blessed by Apollo that would have today's retribution!

Lysias looked at the burning city at the foot of the mountain in a trance, full of worries about the safety of the people in the Acropolis. He knew that without water, everyone would not be able to last for a few days.

Lysias. Miron came from a distance, and strangely, there was a trace of relief on his face at the moment: Don't worry, the Syracuses retreated, and then set fire to the city, there must be something special. It happened. I reckon .

Is what you said true?! Lysias immediately cheered up and asked loudly.

Dionia's reinforcements have arrived, it's very possible! Miron firmly believed in his own judgment: Didn't we already get the news that the Dionia fleet defeated the Syracuse Navy a few days ago, no more With the help of the navy, Syracuse has lost the opportunity to threaten Dionia's rear, and Dionia has defeated the invading Tarantum army. Now they have no worries and can send troops to reinforce.