Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

Even if the Downey can detect the other party's movements, it is almost impossible to respond because they do not have the habit of leaving the reserve team, and they cannot allow the fighting army to pull out troops in time to resist. Failure is only a matter of time.

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"Huh! Huh!..." Adorsis panted, staring at the broken soldier in front and chasing.

He did not expect that the enemy would be defeated in panic as soon as the team reached the rear of the enemy formation and swooped towards it.In order to catch up with the enemy, he threw away the long shield, and later threw away the bayonet, but just drew out his short sword, hoping to kill an enemy and participate in this battle in vain.

But the damn Downey run too fast!

The squad he belonged to was instructed by the captain of the brigade in advance. How dare he let him be alone and always followed him, and he was all exhausted now.

"Woo! Woo! Woo!..." The sound of the bugle that stopped chasing through the battlefield finally relieved the entire team.

But Adolius went unheeded and continued to pursue.

The captain was anxious and rushed up and shouted, "Adolis, are you going to violate the military order?!"

Adores then stopped reluctantly, looking at the enemies away, angrily throwing his dagger on the ground.

"Relax, the enemy can't run, our cavalry regiment won't make them feel better." The captain comforted him.

Adorius bowed his head and didn't speak. He was too angry: in this battle, he didn't even touch the enemy's hair, and the victory was over.

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"Congratulations, Commander, you won the battle and completely destroyed the main force of the Downey!" The surrounding officers congratulated Alexis.

Alexis said lightly: "We have more troops than the Dawns, our training is stricter than the Dawns, and our equipment is better than the Dawns, so the victory should be, but this is not enough to completely defeat the Daws. The main force of the Nepalese... Let the heralds immediately inform the legions, quickly gather the troops, reorganize the array, and then march to the city of Hedonia!"

"Yes!" The herald drove away.

"Master Commander, do you want to write a report to Turi?" Lieutenant Yomathus said excitedly.

Alexis nodded slightly: "You tell your majesty that we defeated the Downey's army of about 20,000 people on the Ovanto River. The next step is to take down the city of Hedonia so he doesn't have to worry."

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"Report the commander-in-chief that Prince Adores has not suffered any damage and has gathered with his squad to the fourth brigade."

Oliver's expression suddenly relaxed, he smiled and said: "It's fine if it's okay, it's fine if it's okay!"

Then he remembered something and turned his head to greet the adjutant: "In my tone, I wrote a letter to His Majesty privately, telling him that Adorius showed bravery in the process of his fourth brigade detouring to the enemy's flank. At the forefront, after the enemy's defeat, he is still hotly chasing... In short, it is necessary to write out the excellent performance of Adoris in the battle, but not too exaggerated, do you understand?"

"Understood, Commander of the Legion." The adjutant replied and immediately went to get the pen and paper.

"After writing it to me, put my stamp on it and send it back to Turri." Olivers urged.

"Yes!"

"Everyone, our next goal is Hedonia!" Olivers pointed his right hand forward with a pinch of his legs. The horse steered four hooves. The officers and guards around him followed him.

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"This Oliver!" After reading the letter sent by Oliver's messenger, Davies couldn't help but laugh. He certainly knew that there must be a lot of water in this letter, but Adoris was safe, and he was relieved.

"You sent someone to send the letter to the house on the mountain and give it to Christoya." Dave said, at least the letter would allow the family to dispel the fear of Adolius.

"Yes, Your Majesty." The clerk Hernipolis took the letter and turned out of the king's office.

A person came head-on: "Master Henripolis."

Hernípolis returned the salute: "Master Anthony."

Although the king's clerk held by Genipolis was only a middle-level official, he was also a veteran of the veteran's hospital. This was the reward given to him by the veteran after he offered to merge Laos into the Kingdom of Dionysia. First, he is the youngest veteran in the senate.Of course, the reason why the high-powered Antonios is so courteous to him is mainly because he is a herald of Daphes. In addition to his family in the kingdom, he can be said to be one of the closest veterans to King Davos. .

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

"Waiting for you."

Antonios made another small step forward and bowed his head in a low voice and asked, "Master Henripolis, can you tell me... Why does your majesty call me over today?"

Henipolis glanced at the faint gloom on his face, hesitated, and spit out a sentence: "Middle and lower rank officers were promoted to the roster."

Antonius listened for a moment.

Every year, the military department decides who will be promoted based on the performance and record of the soldiers and team officers of the various legions. Under the general circumstances of no war, the promotion of officers needs to reach a certain number of years.The promotion of low- and medium-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 Dionysian Military Code.Since the establishment of the Department of Military Affairs, Davos has hardly pointed fingers at it. Often, the roster is handed over. There has never been a call back, and at most occasionally a few names have been added.

This year’s roster was handed in five days ago, because afterwards I was worried about my uncle Pavgris, and I forgot that His Majesty Daveus had not yet sent someone to send the roster back to the military department... While thinking about what went wrong with the roster, he slowly walked towards the king's office.

With a roll call from the guard at the door, I heard a familiar voice from inside: "Antonius, come in."

Antonios took a deep breath, stepped on the smooth marble floor and walked into the King's office named after Daphes.

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 worked in the military department.On both sides of the hall, there are neatly arranged red wooden chairs, which are the places where ministers and officials are called to sit when they are summoned. There are rows of small windows on the top of the stone wall next to the wooden chairs. Come in to ensure sufficient light in the hall.The aisle in the middle is very spacious. When necessary, large tables can be placed, maps and documents can be placed to discuss important military and political affairs.In fact, the office is the place where King Davos and his ministers discuss and deal with the affairs of the kingdom. The royal palace downstairs is more often used to meet foreign guests and major festivals during large-scale DPRK meetings.

At the end of the walkway is a large and thick desk. On the wall behind the desk is a huge map of Italy, Sicily, Sardinia, and Corsica inlaid with multicolored mosaics.Two smaller wooden tables are placed on both sides of the front of the desk, which is the place where the clerk and clerk work, which shows the busyness of Davos' government affairs, and every day the various departments gather documents in the office Mostly, the clerks need to help him organize, classify, file, and read, and then write according to the instructions dictated by Daveus, then hand him to sign, and finally send back...

But now there is no one in the busy office. Except for Davis sitting at the desk, the stack of documents on the table partially covered his face, making Antonios feel a little nervous. He had been here before Countless times, I have never felt this way before, but Pavgrís’s crimes, Persius’s persuasion, and the attitude of Davos towards Laodicean the day before yesterday made him uneasy.

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

"Sit!" Daveus stood up, pointing to the wooden chair next to him, watching Antonios sit down slowly, Daveus picked up a document on the table and asked in a calm tone: "This officer is promoted to the roster Have you seen it in detail?"

Sure enough, it is this roster. Is His Majesty dissatisfied with some of them?!Anthony's 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 captain and the captain..."

Davies was not sure, and asked again: "Who made this list initially?"

"...Mainly the following officials, preliminarily drafted according to the list recommended by the regiment commanders everywhere..." Antonios said truthfully.

"Is the Zhantiparis now the inspector of the military affairs department?" Daveus asked casually again.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

One of the several mercenary leaders of the Persian Expeditionary Army, Zantiparis, because of his age and lack of physical strength and energy, continued to lead troops in training and combat. It was difficult for him to eventually become the head of the regiment.Daveus remembered the fighting friendships of the past, and for decades of fighting career, Zantiparis was familiar with military affairs, so he was transferred to the military department as an inspector, responsible for supervising and reviewing the promotion of military officers, military expenditures... and so on.

"Look at it." Daveus was still puzzled when he saw Antonios, and handed the roster over.

Antonios got up and took it. He didn't sit down. He stood and started to look.But now the Kingdom of Dionysia is different from ten years ago. There are ten infantry regiments, not to mention four naval fleets and four cavalry regiments, so there are hundreds of promotion personnel in this roster. Ten A few pages of sedge rolls, densely packed with people's names and the name of the unit, which is dazzling, how could Antonios find the problem in a short time.

"On the page of the Eighth Legion." Daveus's faint words surprised Anthony Osho, because the Eighth Legion was also known as the Sicilian Legion, and the Legion's headquarters was in Katane.