Agsilous sighed and his face looked a little pale. He said in a daze: "Hurry! Blow the horn of retreat!"

The guards were stunned: "Where do we have a military call to retreat?!"

Agsilous then came to his senses and smiled silently. For this battle, he made careful preparations and even learned some useful practices of the Dionian army:

For example, the commander did not go to the front line of the battle, but was in the rear to fully understand and control the situation. Of course, others served as commanders of the Spartan army. If they wanted to do this suddenly, they would definitely be collectively despised by the Spartan soldiers as cowards, but Agsilous was old and weak, so it would be natural to stay in the rear;

For example, if you want to control the situation and deal with sudden outbreaks, you must keep a reserve team like Dionia. However, neither Spartans nor Greek mercenaries could accept not participating in the battle and keep watching during the battle. Therefore, Agsilous made up his mind to the Thracian light shield soldiers. In fact, the Tiger army was also his reserve team...

However, the Greek army, including Sparta, has always been commanders personally participating in the battle. Once the army is well arranged, the soldiers begin to advance, and the commanders who are also in the battle formation have lost control of the entire army, just like arrows shot out, which can only last until the end of the battle. How could there be a special retreating horn? This is a decades-old war tradition. It is impossible for Agsilous to temporarily add a horn, and the soldiers cannot adapt.

Agsilous thought of drawing part from the Thracians' team and returning to the left-wing rescue, but recalling the resentment of the Thracians just now, he felt that they would probably refuse to obey this order again.

By now, Agsilous found that he was powerless to the development of the entire battle situation. He stood up for a moment, suddenly bent down and grabbed the crutch beside the wooden chair, and said in a deep voice: "Let's go! Let's go to the right wing!"

Agsilous finally made up his mind to abandon the mercenaries in the middle and left wings, and rushed to stay with his own soldiers, and guided them who were about to defeat and safely flee back to Sparta as much as possible.

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Agsilous's judgment was correct. Since Olivers learned that the enemy he faced was not a real Spartan warrior, he felt that he had been fooled. The trumpeter continued to blew the attacking trumpet and personally wandered behind the army formation, loudly motivating the soldiers to strengthen their attacks, so that these fake Spartan warriors would know the power of the Fourth Legion.

Inspired by the commander of the legion, the Fourth Legion's soldiers attacked more fiercely. The soldiers at the forefront even threw away their spears and held short swords to fight with the enemy more closely.

The left wing of the Spartan Army formation was made up of heavy infantry from Ionia and the small Asian city-state. It was impossible to integrate it into one with a uniform Spartan warrior outfit. They lacked tacit understanding in the battle, but this was the first time they fought against the soldiers of the Dionian Legion. The skillful sword and shield attack technique of the Dionian Legion soldiers made these mercenaries difficult to deal with in battle, and casualties continued to increase. The entire front began to shaky, but only barely supported by the super-thick column.

Tigertus led the mountain reconnaissance brigade to the flanks as the last straw that crushed the camels. The traditional Greek heavy infantry had strong defense when fighting head-on, but what they feared the most was attacks from the rear. The heavy infantry in the array wore Corinthian helmets, had a small vision and weak hearing, so their nerves became sensitive. When there was any movement, they would have thought a lot. When panic spread rapidly on the left wing of the entire Spartan army formation, the initial sporadic escape soon turned into the collapse of the entire left wing.

"Legislative Commander, we won! We took the lead in defeating the enemy!" said the staff officer excitedly.

"There is nothing to be proud of. We defeated only an army of fake Spartans." Olivers said modestly, but a smile appeared on his face.

The collapse of the Spartan left wing eventually turned into a defeat for the entire army.

Although the Thebes coalition won during the Battle of Liuquetra, they did not achieve much results, because after the victory, they quickly withdrew their troops back to the camp. However, the Dionian army had always had the tradition of expanding the results after victory. Moreover, at the suggestion of Printols, Crotokataks also sent a messenger to inform the commanders of the legions, asking them to urge the legions to continue to pursue and eliminate the Spartan warriors as much as possible.

The Macedonian cavalry, which had been repelled by the First Cavalry Legion, had been very tough. As long as the Dionian cavalry stopped pursuing, they would immediately stop fleeing and make a stance to return to the battlefield, forcing the First Cavalry Legion to be in a state of pursuit and unable to escape to support the troops fighting on the battlefield.

Now, the entire battlefield is full of defeated soldiers from the Spartan side. The Macedonian cavalry has finally stopped entangling and has truly escaped. The First Cavalry Legion has also joined the ranks of pursuing the defeated soldiers with confidence.

The pursuit continued until the defeated soldiers finally fled into the mountains to the east and had to stop. The battle between the Dionian army and the Spartan coalition finally came to an end.

At this time, it was dusk. The sun had exhausted its energy and was slowly falling into the mountains to the west. Its bleak and heatless afterglow shone on the Tegera Plain. The beautiful pastoral where flowers were red and wheat green, birds and butterflies were flying now, corpses were everywhere, blood was floating, and the screams of the wounded soldiers on the ground were intertwined with the crows hovering in the sky, adding a bit of gloom and desolation.

Crotokataks was in a good mood. The army of Dionia led by him won the battle. Although most of the orders came from Printols' suggestions, he listened carefully to the staff officer Mukru's report on the results of this battle: "The Spartan army left 2,150 corpses on the battlefield, of which 482 were Spartan warriors--"

"How do you tell that they are Spartans?" Crotokatax asked curiously.

"Your Highness, the Spartans wear red robes and have long braids. Although they changed their outfits in this battle, the braids were not lost." Priintols explained.

Crotokataks nodded suddenly.

"5417 prisoners were also arrested, 2,900 of whom were injured in varying degrees of gravity." Mukru looked at the statistics board and continued: "There are 921 prisoners of Spartans, and more than 300 Black Rox..."

"That is to say, the Spartans lost nearly 1,500 soldiers, which is a considerable number. It will be much easier for us to attack the Spartan territory next." Although Printols said that, he did not relax his brows, but said with a serious expression: "Tell us about our losses."

"Uh..." Mukru looked at the wooden board and said softly: "...Uh, we killed a total of 1,560 soldiers in battle, and nearly 1,500 were injured. Now the medical staff are undergoing emergency rescue-"

"Such a big casualty?!" Crotokataks exclaimed.

"The casualties mainly come from the First Legion. In the process of pursuing the 'defeaters', they were attacked by Spartan soldiers and Tigia soldiers-" Mukru was explaining, but was suddenly interrupted by Crotokataks: "My brother...Adoris, the third captain of the First Legion... How is it? Is it okay?!"

When he learned that the First Legion was facing a real Spartan warrior and was attacked from the front and back, Crotokataks was always worried about the safety of Adoris, but he kept in mind his father's warning: "You can't be favored on the battlefield." Therefore, he could only temporarily suppress this worry in his heart. Now that he learned that the First Legion suffered heavy casualties, he finally couldn't help asking.

"Your Highness..." Mukru did not dare to relieve Crotokatax's concerning gaze, but turned his head to look at Printols and whispered in extreme difficulty: "... Captain Adoris died bravely in battle..."

As soon as he spoke, Crotoka Taxton felt dizzy on his head and his whole body fell down.

"Your Highness!" Priintols, who was prepared, hurriedly supported him.

"Where is my brother?! I'm going to see him!" Crotokataks pushed Plintors away and said anxiously, with a crying voice in his voice.

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Crotokataks staggered past the bodies of the neatly arranged Dionian soldiers. It felt that the time was extremely long. He asked anxiously more than once: "Why haven't arrived yet?! Why haven't you arrived yet?!..."

Finally, the first army officer leading the way stopped and said in a heavy tone: "This is the body of Captain Adoris..."

Crotokatax was shocked and looked closely: a corpse was lying not far away. What was unique was that it was covered with a piece of white cloth, and Adoris could not be seen. Next to the corpse were also standing several officers of the First Legion, including Kticus.

Crotokatax ignored the salutes of Kticus and others. He walked over with heavy steps, slowly squatted down, his fingers trembled, and was about to lift the white cloth.

"Your Highness, Adoris suffered a severe injury and his face was seriously damaged... You should not look at him..." Kticus, who was beside him, whispered.

Crotokatax's heart trembled, and instead lifted the white cloth more firmly. Adoris's breastplate was broken and many blood marks were speared. There was a blood hole as big as an egg in the middle of his face, which made him look beyond recognition and extremely terrifying...

"Ah!" Crotokatax suddenly saw it, and couldn't help screaming, then closed his eyes in pain, but he quickly opened it again, and his hands were caressed to the dead's face without hesitation.
Chapter completed!