"Leader, Thormid is on the order of Kerisopes, come to confirm whether the situation is true." Asisters reported.
Thormed also stepped forward and saluted.
"Okay." Davos nodded in agreement, he understood that this was a normal procedure. With Cleethorpes' caution he had to confirm that Cristoia had asked to come to Davos Barracks voluntarily, not coerced.
This Thormid, who is known as the first herald of the entire army, is obviously much stronger than Cisters. He faced the beautiful and charming Cristoia with a calm expression, asked about the situation in detail, and obtained her. After answering in the affirmative, he turned to Davos and said, "Since Cristoia voluntarily asked to come to you, Kerisopes and several other leaders said before I came, 'Although little Cyrus has already Died, but he is always a good friend of the Greeks! We must not forget his help to Greece! To his concubine, Cristoia, who is also our Greeks, we must take good care of us, this is what we are Greek hospitality! 'I hope Chief Davos takes care of Cristoia and doesn't let her be bullied!"
I'm afraid I can't forget the little Cyrus' help to Sparta! Davos murmured in his heart, and then asked, "What is Timasson's attitude towards this matter?"
Thormid understood what Davos was worried about, and answered without hesitation: "Leader Timasson has no objection to this!"
"That's good!" Davos nodded: "Asisters, you bring Cristoia to Mersis and let him settle it!"
"Yes!" Asisters replied excitedly.
"Thank you, Chief Davos." Cristoia walked out calmly.
"Cristoia! If you have any difficulties, you can tell me directly!" Davers couldn't help shouting again.
"I will." A smile flashed across Cristoia's face.
After the two of them went out, Thormid smiled at him: "Leader Davos, you are worthy of being a 'God's Blessed One'. Not only did you speak well, but even the most beautiful woman in the mercenary camp took the initiative to post it!"
"The first herald of the whole army not only gave accurate orders, but also spoke flattery words so well!"
The two laughed.
Thormid looked at the young but seasoned leader and asked earnestly, "When I came in, I noticed that there were no guards outside your tent."
Davers did not directly say that it was because of the rush of time and had not had time to arrange, but humbly asked for advice: "Before today, I was an ordinary soldier, and the brothers in the whole battalion trusted me, so they unanimously elected me as the new one. Chief. If I immediately arrange for guards to isolate myself from my brothers, will it make them feel that I have changed?"
Thormid said sternly: "Military regulations are military regulations, and they are formulated to ensure victory in battles! Look at the chaos caused by the killing of Clearkus and the others. You should know that your Life safety is very important to your military camp! At the same time, setting up guards can also prevent miscellaneous personnel from frequently entering and leaving the military tent, interfering with your thinking and rest, which is equally important!"
Davos nodded and said, "Thank you for your teaching, I know!"
Tormid looked at Davos' modest appearance, and couldn't feel any contempt in his heart. He said with certainty, "It's not easy to be a good leader, but I believe you can do it well!"
"Thank you for your encouragement!" Tormide's words dispelled Davos' last worries.
After sending Thormid away, when Yasis came back, he immediately said to him: "Go to Antonios and ask him to send the Hiros team as my escort."
"Understood!" Asisters turned around and went out, and was stopped by Davos again: "Yasi, I just became the leader, and I am not familiar with military affairs. If there are any omissions, please point out to me directly."
Asisters blinked and said politely: "Then I'll say one first. You should add two messengers to me, otherwise, when the battle comes, it will delay the time to convey the order." Indeed, Fourteen squadron commanders, plus a baggage battalion and a wartime hospital, only one person to deliver orders, but it takes a lot of time, and in battle, time is life.
Neglect yourself! Davers hurriedly said: "Yes, you can choose the personnel from the entire battalion."
"And horses."
"Look for Mersis."
Asisters went out excitedly.
… … … … …
"Hiros, you are finally here, come in!" Davos happily greeted him.
"Leader!" Hiros immediately gave a military salute.
"They're all good brothers, just call me by my name in private." Davers gave him a warm hug.
"I said long ago that Davos will not forget us when he becomes the leader! He is not Menon, he is Davos!" Matonis hammered Davos on the chest with his fist.
Davos laughed: "I have added tasks to you, so don't blame me."
"The treatment of the guards is better than that of ordinary soldiers. You are taking care of us. You can rest assured that with us, absolutely no one can hurt you!" Matonis patted his chest and assured.
"It is your duty to protect me, Matonis, if I am injured, you will be punished! At that time, I will only give you half of the food!" In front of his former teammates, Davos deliberately created a relaxed atmosphere atmosphere of.
"Damn, you're even scarier than Menon!" Matonis complained, scratching his head.
The crowd laughed.
"Davos, don't worry, I will arrange the escort!" Hiros said solemnly.
Davers nodded.
… … … … …
Next, Davers called Marigi and asked him to be a guide.
Because the death of Clearkus made Mariji feel close, and at the same time the Greek mercenaries were at war with the Persians, he no longer had to worry about being discovered, and he readily agreed to Davos' request.
Davos gave him a detailed understanding of the terrain ahead and the surrounding barbarians, especially the Durkiya...
As soon as he sent Marigi away, he found that Matonis was standing at the door of the tent fully armed. Seeing Matonis staring straight ahead, Davos didn't bother him. When he turned around, he suddenly saw two short javelins stuck in his back and stopped for a while.
Letting the Greek heavy infantry be equipped with javelins can be said to be a failed proposal by Davos. At that time, he thought of the Roman heavy infantry in history, and hoped that the Greek heavy infantry who could only fight in close quarters could also have short-to-medium-range projectile firepower and be able to attack the fast-moving Persian cavalry, and he had this proposal. Who knows that for a long time, the two armies of Xibo were safe and sound, but the two javelins they carried became a burden, which was not conducive to the march. Most of the soldiers threw the javelins. Only the Hiros team firmly believed in Davos , still carried the javelin, but they cut the javelin into one meter long, inserted it on the back, and made a strap to fix it, so that it was easy to insert and take out, and it was also convenient for carrying.
The future battle might be useful one day, Davos thought to himself.
This night, Davos didn't sleep peacefully. After all, the next day was his first time leading an army to march, and it might be his first time leading an army to fight. It was impossible not to be nervous, and he tossed and turned until late at night.
The next day, he was awakened by Asisters.
"What time is it now?" Davos asked a little guilty.
"The soldiers are eating, and it's still early before departure." Asistes said, bringing him breakfast: two loaves of bread, a slice of cheese, a sausage, and a glass of water.
"It's very rich, and the soldiers also eat this?" Davers asked, pointing to the breakfast.
"Almost. Because there may be a battle today, you must eat more to gain strength." Asisters replied.
Davos was relieved.
After the meal, after a while, a long copper horn sounded from the camp. Davos began to wear armor, and other equipment remained unchanged, except for a red helmet with feathers on the top.
The soldiers also dressed neatly and came out one after another, and began to dismantle their tents and send them to the baggage camp.
Then, they started to line up.
"First Squadron! First Squadron!..."
"Second Squadron! Second Squadron is here!..."
"Brothers from the 4th Squadron of the 5th Squadron, come here!..."
The shouts came and went, accompanied by the neighing of the horses and the moo from time to time. It was the carriage camp loading the pack animals, and the whole camp was like a noisy market...