ancient greece mediterranean ruler

Chapter 45

Helps focuses on treating patients and has no time to manage the medical camp and maintain order.Moreover, he is not a person who is good at management. He prefers to delve into medical skills.Therefore, after everything went smoothly, Davos had to let the guard captain Hilos stay and be temporarily responsible for the management of the medical camp.However, as a confidant of Davos, Hilos is steady and wise. Davos is determined to train him to be his strong arm. Being the head of a small medical camp is really a bit of an incompetence and can only be found later. Suitable position.

It was almost dusk when Davos returned to his tent.

When he was finally free, he began to review today's battle, analyze the problems he had in commanding operations, and find better ways to deal with it. At the same time, he compared it with the military knowledge he had learned in his previous life. This was what he must do every day before going to bed. The homework is also a method he came up with to improve his military command ability quickly.Some people engage in war all their lives and remain mediocre generals, while some people can turn war into art at a young age. The most important thing is the attitude towards war.

The last battle allowed Davos to see the limitations of terrain and space on infantry in the cold weapon era. Trampling incidents caused by fear can cause great damage to dense formations!But today, he understood the powerlessness of archers against fully armed heavy infantry.

What if it's throwing a javelin at heavy infantry?Davos thought to himself: The lethality must be greater than that of bows and arrows. He once asked Matonis to throw a javelin at the abandoned armor. It can completely penetrate the heavy armor at close range. As for the copper shield, it can also poke holes. So Tissaphernes Why not?The answer is obvious. He does not have powerful javelin soldiers in his hands, but the Greek mercenaries have nearly three thousand light shield soldiers, most of them Thracians. They are the most powerful light shield soldiers in the Mediterranean, and their javelin skills are first-rate.

He also thought of the javelins used by Roman soldiers later. The front end was very thin and bent when it was pierced on the shield. It became a burden for the enemy when moving, and had to throw away the shield, thus effectively reducing the enemy's defense.He even further imagined: What would happen if Tissaphernes also had heavy infantry?After thinking about it, Davos felt that the only way for the Greeks to surrender was to surrender.Because even in the Battle of Cannae in his previous life, Hannibal pitted few against many and dared to creatively use a thin arc front to face Rome's thick military formation. The most important prerequisite was that his cavalry was much stronger than Rome's. Defeat both wings and complete the roundabout encirclement.At this time, the Persian cavalry was dozens of times that of the Greeks...

Davos continued to think while writing down his thoughts and feelings on papyrus in Chinese characters.This time, he stood in Tissaphernes's perspective and thought about what the Persians would do next...

At this time, someone came in: "Chief Davos, someone is looking for you outside."

"Olivers, it's you! Are your injuries all healed?!" When Davos discovered Olivers standing in front of him, he looked surprised and didn't notice that he looked weird.

"Okay, Hulls asked me to come back." Olivers reluctantly explained, in fact, he asked to leave on his own initiative. Hulls saw that he was fine, and the medical camp received too many wounded soldiers today. So let him go.

"I just recovered from my injury. I should have more rest. Why are you here to stand guard? Where's Hilos?" Davos asked with concern. As soon as he said the words, he remembered that Hilos was left in the medical camp by him.

Olivers hurried out and ushered in his visitor.

The visitor was dressed in a flowing heathen, with a Himachun (i.e. cloak) covering his head. The loose linen clothes could not hide his graceful figure.

"Christoya!" Davers blurted out.

The visitor stretched out his snow-white slender hands and opened the Himachun, revealing his beautiful face.She saluted gracefully: "Chief Davos!"

Olivers withdrew with a wink.

Davos suddenly remembered that when he was reborn, it was Olivers who said, "Krystal is as beautiful as Aphrodite."

Seeing that Davos was distracted, Christoya said strangely: "Leader Davos, don't you welcome me?"

"Your arrival made me so happy that I forgot what to say, and your beauty made me lose my mind!" Davos has a 19-year-old body and a 35-year-old mind. There is something in his casual compliments. Very provocative.

"Leader Davos, you really can talk!" Kristoya smiled and said, "In the past few days, I heard everyone in the supply camp extolling your achievements! Mithradat and Al Tao Zusi, as far as I know, he was an outstanding general under Cyrus the Younger, and they were all defeated by you, which is enough to dispel anyone's doubts about your ability. I would like to congratulate you now. I don't know if it counts Night?!"

"One word of yours is worth a thousand words!" Davos smiled and said, "You're not just here to congratulate me."

"I have a request!" Kristoya looked at Davers: "You said 'I can come to you if I have any request'"

"Of course! Of course! Please tell me."

"I want to go to your medical camp!" Kristoya said seriously.

"What?" Davos thought he heard wrongly: "Someone in the medical camp treated you badly?"

"Mersis is very kind to me." Kristoya paused and considered her words: "But everyone is busy with marching and fighting, and I am the only one who is idle... I have been to the hospital several times. Camp, I think I can do what those female slaves do, and I can do it better than them!"

"Are you sure you want to go to the medical camp? There, you will see horrific wounds and scarlet blood every day, touch the dirty and smelly bodies of soldiers, comfort patients who are going crazy due to pain, and you may even be harassed by them. ..."

Davos wanted to persuade Crystal to give up his idea, but she looked firm: "I'm not afraid! In fact, you don't know the wounded soldiers in your camp very well. Not only did they not bully them, but they also treated these former female slaves Always full of gratitude..." Kristoya closed her eyes slightly, seeming to recall the scene she observed at that time.

Davos looked at her, feeling like he was facing a modern society where women are trying hard to do something meaningful to prove their existence.

"Okay, I agree."

"Really?!" Crystal opened her eyes in disbelief.The Greek city-states were actually very conservative towards the women of their citizens. They were under the control of their fathers before marriage, their husbands after marriage, and their sons when they were old. They basically had no freedom of their own (except of course for civilian women and prostitutes).Kristoya lacked a sense of security in her heart, fearing that she would be abandoned by the mercenaries if she had nothing to do. She also envied the respect received by the female slaves in the medical camp. Through her contact with Davos, she discovered that this young leader was different. So I tried to make a request, but I didn't expect that I got the answer so quickly.

In fact, for Davos, he didn't know much about traditional Greek customs.On the contrary, he has long been accustomed to the concept of equality between men and women in modern society. There are already a majority of women in the hospital, and his initial objection was just because he was worried that Krystalya's beauty would cause trouble.

"Really!" Davos said seriously.

Kristoya hurriedly walked towards him with an excited look on her face, and he couldn't help but stretched out his back and hugged the fragrant woman into his arms. At that moment...

"Olivers, if you don't stand guard properly, why are you lying next to the tent and eavesdropping?! This is against military regulations and you will be kicked out of the military camp!" Geogris, who came to change the guard, shouted anxiously.

"Shh!" Olivers made a silencing gesture and whispered mysteriously: "Come and listen!"

Gilgris was a little confused.

Olivers pulled him over, and then...

"Spring is coming for Davos!" Olivers' face was full of envy: "This guy is really blessed by God. He actually fell in love with the most beautiful woman in our entire team..."

　Now the starting point is cracking down, and my urban novel has been completely blocked, so when I write about this aspect, I am always trembling.

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