ancient greece mediterranean ruler

Chapter 606 The King and the Minister of Military Affairs

Even if the Daoni people can detect the opponent's changes, it is almost impossible to respond, because they have no habit of keeping a reserve force, and they cannot allow the army in the fierce battle to mobilize troops in time to resist. Failure is only a matter of time.

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"Hoo Chi! Hoo Chi!..." Adoris breathed heavily, staring closely at the defeated troops in front of him and pursuing them fiercely.

He did not expect that just when the team reached behind the flank of the enemy's formation and prepared to pounce on it, the enemy collapsed in panic.In order to catch up with the enemy, he threw away his long shield, and later his bayonet, and just drew his short sword, hoping to kill an enemy and make this battle worthwhile.

But damn the Downeys were running too fast!

The team he belonged to had received solemn instructions from the captain in advance, so they didn't dare to let him go into danger alone. They followed him closely, and everyone was panting from exhaustion at this moment.

"Woo! Woo! Woo!..." The bugle sound of stopping the pursuit resounded throughout the battlefield, and the entire team finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But Adoris seemed oblivious and continued to pursue him.

The squad leader became anxious and rushed forward and shouted angrily: "Adoris, are you going to violate military orders?!"

Only then did Adoris stop unwillingly, looking at the distant enemy, he angrily threw the dagger on the ground.

"Don't worry, the enemy can't escape, our cavalry regiment will not make it easy for them." The squad leader comforted him.

Adoris lowered his head and said nothing. He was too angry: this battle ended victoriously without him touching even a hair of the enemy.

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"Congratulations, Commander, you won this battle and completely defeated the main force of the Dauni people!" The surrounding officers congratulated Alexis.

Alexis said calmly: "We have more troops than the Dauni people, our training is stricter than the Dauni people, and our equipment is better than the Dauni people, so victory is deserving, but this cannot be said to completely defeat the Dauni people. The main force of the Ni people... ask the messengers to immediately notify the legions, quickly gather the troops, reorganize the array, and then march towards the city of Hedonia!"

"Yes!" The herald galloped away.

"Commander, do you want to write a battle report to Thurii?" Adjutant Umattheus said excitedly from the side.

Alexis nodded slightly: "Tell your majesty that we defeated the Dauni army of about 2 people at the Ofanto River, and we are going to take the city of Hedonia next, so he doesn't have to worry."

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"Report to the legion commander that Prince Adoris was not injured at all and has gathered with his squad towards the fourth battalion."

Olivers' expression suddenly became much more relaxed. He smiled and said, "As long as it's okay, it'll be okay!"

Then, he thought of something and turned to call his adjutant over: "Write a private letter to His Majesty in my own words, telling him that Adoris performed bravely when his fourth battalion detoured towards the enemy's flank. At the front, after the enemy was defeated, he was still chasing after him... In short, we need to write about Adoris's outstanding performance in the battle without being too exaggerated, do you understand?"

"Understood, legion commander." The adjutant replied and immediately went to get a pen and paper.

"After you finish writing it, show it to me, stamp it with my seal, and send it back to Thurii," Olivers urged.

"Yes!"

"Everyone, our next target is Hedonia!" Olivers pointed forward with his right hand, clamped his legs, and the horse took four hooves, and the surrounding officers and guards followed him.

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"This Olivers!" Davos couldn't help laughing after reading the letter sent by Olivers' messenger. Of course he knew that there must be a lot of water in the letter, but he was relieved that Adoris was safe.

"Send someone to deliver this letter to your home on the mountain and give it to Crystal." Davos said, at least this letter can relieve the family's worries about Adoris.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Clerk Henepolis took the letter and turned around and left the king's office.

A person walked towards me: "Lord Henipolis."

Henipolis hurriedly returned the greeting: "Lord Antonios."

Although Henipolis only held a mid-level official position as the king's secretary, he was also a senator of the Senate. This was one of the rewards given to him by the Senate after he took the initiative to merge Laos into the Kingdom of Dionia. One, he can be regarded as the youngest senator in the Senate.Of course, the reason why the powerful Antonios was so respectful to him was mainly because he was the herald of Davos. In addition to his family members in the kingdom, he was one of the senators closest to King Davos. .

Antonios asked softly again: "Is your Majesty here?"

"Waiting for you."

Antonios took another small step forward, lowered his head and asked in a low voice: "Master Henipolis, can you tell me... why did your Majesty call me here today?"

Henipolis glanced at the gloomy look on his face, hesitated for a moment, and uttered a sentence: "Promotion list of middle and low-level officers."

Antonios was stunned after hearing this.

Every year, the Ministry of Military Affairs decides who will be promoted based on the performance and achievements of the soldiers and officers of each legion. Under normal circumstances without war, officer promotions require a certain number of years.The promotion of mid- and low-level officers can be directly decided by the Minister of Military Affairs and only needs to be reviewed and approved by the king. This is stipulated in the "Dionia Military Law".Since the establishment of the Ministry of Military Affairs, Davos has rarely given any advice on this. He often submits the roster and never gets a call back. At most, he occasionally adds a few names.

This year's roster was handed in five days ago. Because I was worried about my brother-in-law Paphos Grace, I actually forgot that His Majesty Davos had not sent someone to send the roster back to the Ministry of Military Affairs... Antonios was secretly shocked when he thought of this. , while thinking about what was wrong with this list, he slowly walked towards the King's Office.

Following the roll call of the guard at the door, a familiar voice was heard from inside: "Antonios, come in."

Antonios took a deep breath, stepped on the marble floor as smooth as a mirror, and walked into the King's Office named after Davos.

It is indeed a hall, not a room. Although its area is not as large as the palace hall on the first floor, it is three or four times larger than the room where Antonios works in the Ministry of Military Affairs.Red wooden chairs are neatly placed on both sides of the hall. This is where ministers and officials sit when they are summoned to discuss matters. There are rows of small windows on the top of the stone wall next to the wooden chairs, letting in sunlight. Come in and ensure that there is enough light in the hall.The corridor in the middle is very spacious. If necessary, several large long tables can be placed with maps and documents to discuss important military and political affairs.In fact, the general office is where King Davos discusses and handles the kingdom's government affairs with his ministers. The palace downstairs is more often used for large-scale court meetings with foreign guests and major festivals.

At the end of the corridor is a large and heavy desk. On the wall behind the desk is a huge map of Italy, Sicily, Sardinia, and Corsica inlaid with colorful mosaics.There are two smaller wooden tables on each side in front of the desk, which are where the clerk and clerk work. This shows that Davos's government affairs are very busy. Every day, among the documents collected by various departments into the office, There are many, and he needs scribes to help him organize, classify, file, recite, and then write according to the instructions dictated by Davos, then give it to him to sign, and finally send it back...

But now the office, which has always been busy, is empty, except for Davers sitting behind the desk, and the piles of documents on the desk half cover his face, which makes Antonios feel a little nervous. He has been here before. Countless times, he had never felt this way before, but Pafogris' offense, Asistes' persuasion, and Daves' attitude towards Laodisian in the Senate the day before yesterday made him feel uneasy.

"Your Majesty!" He walked to the desk and shouted respectfully.

"Sit!" Davos stood up, pointed to the wooden chair next to him, and watched Antonios slowly sit down. Davos picked up a document on the table and asked in a calm tone: "This is the officer promotion roster. Have you read it in detail?"

It is indeed this roster. Is His Majesty dissatisfied with some of the candidates? !Antonios' thoughts changed sharply, and he replied cautiously: "There are too many people to be promoted this time. I only focused on the names and performances of the captains and company captains..."

Davers was noncommittal, and asked again: "Who drafted this roster initially?"

"...mainly the officials below, based on the list recommended by the army chiefs from various places..." Antonios said truthfully.

"The current inspector of the Ministry of Military Affairs is Zantiparis, right?" Davos asked casually.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Zantiparis, one of the several mercenary leaders of the Persian Expeditionary Force, was too old and lacked physical strength and energy. It was already difficult to continue to lead troops in training and combat, and ultimately failed to become the commander of the legion.Davos missed the old fighting friendship, and decades of fighting career made Zantiparis familiar with military affairs, so he transferred him to the Ministry of Military Affairs as an inspector, responsible for supervising and reviewing officer promotions, military expenditures... and so on.

"Let's take a look." Seeing that Antonios was still confused, Davos handed over the roster.

Antonios quickly stood up and took it. He did not sit down, but stood directly and started to look through it.But the current Kingdom of Dionia is different from ten years ago. There are ten infantry legions alone, not to mention four naval fleets and four cavalry legions. Therefore, there are hundreds of promoted personnel in this roster, ten Several pages of papyrus are densely packed with names of people and the names of their units. It is dazzling to see. How could Antonios discover the problem in a short period of time.

"On the page of the Eighth Legion." Davos's faint words shocked Antonios, because the Eighth Legion was also called the Sicilian Legion, and its headquarters was in Catanai.

　Happy National Day to my brothers and sisters! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)