"Your Majesty." At this time, Midolades said with some concern: "When the Roman army arrives and we hold on to the city of Rome, then the two sides of the Tiber River to the city of Ostia may be controlled by the Romans, and slaves cannot pull fibers for our cargo ships. Without the boatmen, the ships cannot reach the city of Rome alone, unless they encounter a strong east wind. In this way, the external access of Rome will be cut off and become an isolated city."

Midolades' words surprised the generals.

Davers smiled and said, "I have considered this issue, but don't worry, I can let the boatman pull the fibers on the north bank of the Tiber River.

"North Shore?"

"According to previous information, the Tiber section from Rome to Ostia is both deep and wide, and it is completely impossible to cross. On such a long river section, the Romans only built two bridges, one was the spire bridge garrisoned by the Third Legion, and the other was built on the island of the heart of the river (actually two bridges), but it had been destroyed by the Romans themselves. I guess the reason why there were so few bridges was because the Romans were enemies of the Etruscans before, preventing them from crossing the Tiber River and invading Roman territory, and the coast here was controlled by our fleet. The Roman army could not easily reach the north shore for the time being, threatening the boatmen who pulled ships for us.

In the Roman colonies and Etruscan allies on the north bank of the Tiber River, their reinforcements had been defeated by us and captured a lot of them-" Davers looked at Lizaru with approval and said, "Next, we will take some actions against the city-states on the north bank to eliminate Rome's forces on the north bank of the Tiber River and ensure the safety of the waterways."

The generals were a little excited. After all, no general liked to be beaten passively. Davers's words seemed to mean some military action against the north bank of the Tiber River.

"Your Majesty, I have read the information about the Latinum region. It seems that there is a floating bridge connecting the banks of the Tiber River in the city of Fedinai." At this time, Printols reminded softly.

When Davers heard this, he nodded in praise: "Yes, there is a pontoon bridge in Fedinai, but the bridge deck is narrow, which is not conducive to the passage of the army. I have asked the scouts to pay attention to the movement of the pontoon bridge day and night. Once the enemy situation occurs, Lizalou, you immediately send a brigade to the north bank of the pontoon bridge to block the enemy's crossing the river. If the Roman army is dispatched, then Olivers, your Fourth Legion must gather first and get there, but I don't think Camillus will make such a stupid mistake, let his army gather on the narrow pontoon bridge for us to massacre."

"I understand, your majesty." Lizaru and Olivers responded in unison.

Midolades also felt relieved and immediately said, "Your Majesty, when can our third fleet leave Rome and return to the sea?"

The warships across the sea came to the river, just like a dragon swimming in the shallows, with no use. In his heart, Midorad, as the commander of the navy, was unwilling to let the fleet become an affiliate of the army, but only played a supporting role in the entire battle.

Davers clearly understood his thoughts and said, "In today's battle, the fleet crew also made great contributions and must be very tired. Let's take a good rest in the camp tonight and recover your strength. You can lead the fleet out of Rome early tomorrow morning to ensure the safety of the army at sea. However, you must leave five clutches and the 2,000 fleet infantry."

"Yes, your Majesty." Midolades answered without hesitation.

Davers then asked him: "It will take three or four days from Ostia to Trina?"

"If it's a good wind, it's only one or two days."

"Your Third Fleet is at Trina's naval base, but it's sufficient." Davers looked at him and said in a deep voice: "I allow the Third Fleet to recruit another 2,000 fleet infantry to participate in this war with Rome and Carthage."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Midolades stood up and saluted Davers with a strong military salute.

You should know that the organization of each legion and each fleet is fixed. The commander of the legion and the commander of the fleet are never allowed to expand the army under his command privately. This right is only in the hands of the king. If someone violates it, he will not only be sentenced according to military law, but may even be deprived of Dionian citizenship. Of course, the commander of the legion and regional commander who are on the battlefield in the war have the right to summon citizens of the region to participate in the war, but these temporary troops must be disbanded after the war, so several legion commanders cast envious eyes at Midolades.

"The river port outside the city cannot be kept, and the granary can naturally not be kept." Davers turned his head and asked Thormead: "Are all the food outside the city transported in?"

"The baggage team is stepping up transfers."

"Where do you store food in the city?" Davers asked again.

"Here." Thormid pointed to a hill south of the square on the map: "Palatini, the terrain here is relatively low and flat, with wide and flat roads, as well as many vacant courtyards and ready-made granaries, which facilitates us to store grain, and we also search for a lot of leftover grain from these courtyards."

"The people living on this hill are descendants of the colonists who built the city with the original Roman kings. Now they have become nobles. This hill is closest to Capitolin Mountain. I am afraid that most of the people on the hill have escaped to Capitolin Mountain." According to the previous information from the city of Rome, Davers actually guessed the situation of the residents of Mount Palatine after the city was broken. At the same time, Thormede's words also reminded him: "Tormede, you send someone to take your troops to collect all the food stored in the homes of the nobles in Rome as military rations."

"Just aristocrat?" Thormid was a little surprised.

"Yes, only the nobles! If they did not go to Capitolin, leave them a small amount of food, enough for ten days to eat. However, don't break into the civilians' residences, and don't take away their food and property. If I know someone violated it, I will punish you heavily!" Davers looked around everyone and said in a stern tone.

"Your Majesty, please rest assured that the soldiers have strictly abide by your ban since they entered the city..." The generals and officials made guarantees one after another.

"Okay, everyone, you have already clarified your tasks, so hurry up and execute them." Davers stood up and said in a loud voice: "The Roman army is on the way to come, and I am afraid it will arrive tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. We must be fully prepared before it arrives, defeat them and expand our results! Let this land be completely owned by the Kingdom of Dionys!"

The generals saluted Davers with fighting spirit and left with great strides.

Stacikdas and Orops left in an equally refreshed manner.

After everyone left, Davers called Printols.

"Your Majesty, the First Legion has suffered heavy casualties, I have the responsibility..." Printols wanted to admit his mistake with guilt.

Davers waved his hand and said, "I understand the situation. It's not your fault. Don't take the blame on yourself."

Printols suddenly relaxed.

"Now I'll give you a task." Davers said with a serious expression: "You bring a few staff officers and 100 court guards to search all the noble houses in the city, collect all the gold and silver and other valuable things, and register them. This drought almost consumed all the national treasury, and transporting these property back can alleviate the domestic embarrassment."

Printols immediately expressed his understanding. He thought for a while and said, "Do those temples need to be moved?"

In a city-state, temples are the richest, because the people respect and fear God, and always offer the best things to God, hoping to get his blessing and blessing. In addition to the temples of several major gods on Capitolin Mountain, there are also temples in other cities in Rome.

"Not for the time being!" Davers was still worried about this.

Without his explanation, Printols seemed to have understood and accepted the order readily and turned around and left.

Davers looked at the empty venue and relaxed for a while. He looked at the map on the wooden table for a while, and then decided to go to the medical camp to visit the wounded soldiers.

As soon as he walked out of the Senate gate, he ran into Crotokataks head-on.

"Father!" Although Clotokataks looked tired, he seemed a little excited.

Of course, Davers knew the reason: in the later stage of the battle to block Roman reinforcements, his son cut down two enemies and overcame the discomfort of the first killing. Then he followed the army to break through the city of Rome, chasing the defeated defenders, and then joined other soldiers to clear out the injured, bloodstained and messy squares.

Davers was satisfied with his son's performance on the battlefield for the first time, but obviously he was in an excited state like a child getting a new toy and needed to cool down in time, so Davers said calmly: "Go out with me."

“Where to go?”

Heniporis, who was following behind, said meaningfully: "Injured barracks!"

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Quentus and Frius each led 3,000 soldiers and began to speed back to Rome yesterday evening. However, they were not prepared enough, and they did lack the experience of marching at night. They soon encountered some difficulties, such as soldiers falling and falling apart, and rioting in the team... As the night worsened, the situation became more and more difficult to control. Quentus and Frius dared not rush to the road, so they had to let the soldiers crowd in the barracks along the river rest.

In the early morning of the next day, the army set out early again.
Chapter completed!