The tattered remains of the Spanish army, hoping to take advantage of the Gaul's preoccupation with Sicily, launched a sudden attack on Akra Leuke. But they did not account for the Gallic network of messengers and the steely resolve of the Celtic warchief, who shepherded his men aboard ships and raced back to Iberia as swiftly as the wind.
Despite the strong winds that drove their ships, the Gauls reached land safely in time to drive off the few armed bands that were acting in the place of a war host of the Spanish. Scattering in the face of the unexpected Gallic host, the Spaniards became lost and scattered in the hills that they had hoped would shelter them. Terrorized by terrible storms, swept away in flash floods in rocky canyons, few of the Spanish lived to return to their remaining halls. Spain was, for the moment, broken.
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