"Boy, are you still a brave Samonite?! Take out your courage! Don't look at the Greeks wearing thick iron shells, we, one of us, can easily defeat three or four Greek soldiers!" Contruk shouted loudly.

"Old man!" Badani was also scolded by Contruk and mocked: "You have been in the mountains for a long time and don't understand the situation outside at all. The Dionian soldiers are not comparable to Greek soldiers. They can become the most terrifying force in Italy in just over a decade, not because of the large number of people!"

Contruk was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him, and shouted: "You coward! Coward! You are not worthy of being Pentney's great leader!"

"Is I worthy of Pentney's great leader? The people of Pentney's people decide that there is no need for an outsider who knows nothing to talk nonsense here!"

"People, please be quiet! Are we here today just for a quarrel?" Lesguk held Contruk, who was about to get up and scold him, and then said sincerely to him: "Dear leader, Badani said that right. More than ten years ago, I witnessed the power of the Dionian army with my own eyes. After so many years of development, their strength has become stronger. But we can't retreat anymore, we must rise up and resist!"

Lesguk's words satisfied Contruk, and he snorted and stopped making noise.

"However, we need to seriously consider how to fight the powerful Dionians." Lesguk continued: "First of all, it is best to deceive the Dionians to release the thousands of captured Kauteni people. This not only strengthens our strength, but also gives us no worries in the battle. Therefore, we must pretend to respectfully agree to some of the conditions of the Dionians and deceive them to relax their vigilance."

When Usibic heard this, he nodded repeatedly.

Contruk snorted, without saying anything.

"Secondly, we would better not fight the Dionians on the plains. They are numerous and wear heavy armor and cavalry. It is difficult for us to defeat them. But if we can lure them into the mountains, we can use our warriors' strengths and cause great trouble to the Dionians."

"Yes, we should fight the Dionians in the mountains we are familiar with!" Badani agreed loudly.

"But how can we lure the Dionians into the mountains? The Greeks are not fools. They have always hated fighting in the mountains." Contruk raised his own question.

"We can discuss this issue slowly and always come up with a good solution." Although Lesguk said that, his confident expression had obviously considered it. At this time, he said cautiously: "We have another important problem to be solved! We must gather tens of thousands of soldiers to fight with Dionia. It is okay for a short time, but over time, we may not have so much food. With Dionia's vast territory, it is obviously not defeated in a short time."

This was a point, which made several others think: The land in the Samone area was barren, but there was not enough food to fight for a long time!

Badani looked at Contruk and the high priest, looked at Lesguk again, and interrupted, "We organized more than 40,000 soldiers to attack Potendia, but we received food assistance from Dionysius, the tyrant of Syracuse."

"So we need allies, who can provide us with the food we need much, and can also help us share the pressure of the attacking Dionians." Lesguk took the opportunity to take over the conversation and said loudly.

"Alliance? Who would be an ally of our Samonites?!" Contruk said subconsciously. For decades, the Samonites have been very strong in central and southern Italy. They have always been the part of bullying others. They do not need any allies, nor have they had the habit of forming alliances. In addition to a crushing defeat of more than ten years, they were forced to become the alliance of Dionia. Contruk has always been worried about this matter.

Lesguk smiled slightly: "Yesterday, the messenger of Carthage came to Beneventum..."

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Circeii, a town of Wolce, is located on a headland to the south, and is surrounded by a mountain on the west side, and a plain on the east side. It has been developed into a large area of ​​farmland by the Wolces. The coastal area to the north forms a series of swamps due to the convergence of several rivers. Such a strange terrain makes Solces easy to defend and difficult to attack, and also makes it an important town for the Wolces.

Mountain races often share common characteristics after the development of the mountain. Due to the increase in population, they had to expand to the lowlands in order to obtain more land to raise the population. Therefore, the area of ​​the lowlands among all the lands that the Wolsey now owns is larger than that of the mountainous areas, and they also regard Selsey and another coastal town not far away as Tarracina, the center of the Wolsey alliance.

On this day in early October, a huge fleet came from the sea south of Selshe. At the front of the fleet were 30 three-layer oar warships, followed by more than 200 passenger ships, and then there were 30 three-layer oar warships. There were dozens of small and medium-sized warships on the outside of the entire fleet, which was quite powerful.

Wolsey messenger Matpola pointed to the blurry outline of the town on the distant coast and said loudly to Amintas: "General, look, that's Selshe!"

Amintas, who had been bumping on the sea for nearly two days, looked calm, but when he heard this, he suddenly felt refreshed and turned around and said, "Blow up and blow the horn to remind the brothers of the First Legion and General Midorades of the Third Fleet, we are about to prepare to enter the port!"

After giving the order, he said to Metpola: "It's a pity that you Wolseys don't have a military port, otherwise our fleet could be stationed directly into the port of Selshe. With the cooperation of warships, it would be more convenient for us to attack the Romans."

Matpola immediately said, "General Amintas, we can start building the military port immediately under your guidance."

Although the Wolseys have owned coastal towns for decades, they are mountainous races after all, and are not good at sailing and are not very interested in them. Their ship-making skills are not good, and they have very few warships. The same is true for Rome, and there are no naval power among these forces in central Italy.

"When your military port is repaired, the Romans will be defeated by us!" Amintas smiled confidently.

Matpola had no choice but to laugh.

"Legislature Commander, the warship has begun to turn around." Adjutant Hipporgritta pointed ahead and reminded him.

"The Third Fleet has escorted us for two days, and it's really hard for them. I believe that Midolades and I will have a chance to join forces, so I won't thank him this time." Amintas looked at the interlaced warships and issued an order: "Prepare to enter the port."

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Of course, the port of Selshe cannot be compared with the port of Naples. It is not only small, has less labor, but also has low work efficiency. Therefore, the Dionian fleet enters the port and the soldiers get off the ship and get ashore very slowly.

However, there were many senior officials from the Wolsey League who came to welcome the First Legion, and almost all Wolsey towns sent important figures to come.

Not only that, but also representatives of the Aurunci and Sidixini, two small races living between the Volsie League and the Campania League, also joined the war under the persuasion of the Volsie people.

Amintas's translator is temporarily useless because there is a Wolsey envoy, Matpola, introduced him.

In fact, since the Volsey people have a good relationship with the Campanians and trade from time to time, most of these senior figures of Volsey speak Greek, but their strange pronunciation sounds a bit difficult for Amintas.

"Mr. Amintas, this is the consul of Selshe - Toulouse!"

"This is the consul of Fundi - Brelius!"

"This is the consul of Privernum - Katemantaros!"

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Most of the towns in Wolsey adopt the polity of the only consul, and the consuls are chosen one year, which is also a remnant of the mountain race tradition. In fact, the Wolsey alliance is much looser than the Campania alliance. Each Wolsey town is theoretically equal in the alliance and there is no regulation on whom to be headed. However, the rapid attack of the Romans forced them to unite more closely, centering on Selshe and Polefnam to fight the Romans together. Therefore, the thanks they showed when they welcomed Amintas were sincere.

And Amintas also unexpectedly saw two Dionians.

The first was Printols, the staff officer of the Ministry of Military Affairs. After receiving the order from the Ministry of Military Affairs, he came directly from Naples to Selshe, waiting to meet with the First Legion.

"Captain Amintas Legion, I am ordered to go to the First Legion to obey your command!" Printols, dressed in military uniform, stepped forward and saluted solemnly.

After Amintas returned to the Israeli military salute, he laughed and said, "What command! I only know that Your Majesty sent you to help me win the battle. Do you want to help Alexis and Lizaru, give me more suggestions!"

Printols immediately replied: "No problem, as long as the Legion Commander is willing to listen!"

"Okay, let's have a good chat later!" Amintas smiled, patted his shoulder hard, and then looked at the other Dionian.

"Mr. Amintas, I am Tapirus of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. I am ordered to come and provide you with some Roman intelligence." Tapirus received Davers' order after arriving at the Port of Ostia, allowing him to come to Selshe alone.
Chapter completed!