Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

Even if the Dani people can find each other's changes, it is almost impossible to make a response, because they do not have the habit of staying in the reserve team, nor can they let the army in the battles fight in time to resist. Failure is only a matter of time.

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"Chaolu! Huh!!" Adoris gasped, staring at the front of the rushing chase.

He didn't think that when the team had just wraped around the enemy's flank and was about to pounce on it, the enemy was defeated in panic. In order to catch up with the enemy, he threw away the long shield, and later threw away the stab gun, just took out the short sword, hoping to kill an enemy, and not participate in this battle.

But the **** Danny is running too fast!

The team to which he belongs has been awarded the squad of the captain in advance, and he dared to let him be alone in danger, and he followed him closely. At this moment, he was also tired and panting.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!..." The army that stopped chasing sounded through the battlefield, and the whole team finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But Adoris was unheard of and continued to chase.

The squad leader was in a hurry and rushed to yell: "Adoris, are you going to violate the military order?!"

Adoris stopped this step unwillingly, looking at the enemies who were far away, and angrily throwing the short sword on the ground.

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

Adoris lowered his head and didn't speak. He was too angry: in this battle, he didn't touch even one of the enemy's hairs, and the victory was over.

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"Congratulations to the commander, you won the battle and completely defeated the main force of the Dani!" The surrounding officers congratulated Alexis.

Alexis said faintly: "We have more troops than the Dani people. Our training is stricter than that of the Dani people. Our equipment is better than the Dani people, so victory is a good thing, but it is still not completely defeated. The main force of the Nepalese... let the commanders immediately inform the legions, quickly gather the troops, reorganize the array, and then march into the city of Herdonia!"

"Yes!" The commander rushed away.

"Commander, do you want to write a war report to Turui?" Deputy official Matthews said excitedly.

Alexis slightly nodded: "You tell your Majesty, we defeated the army of about 20,000 people in the Ovieto River, and the next step is to get the city of Herdonia, so that he does not have to worry."

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"The head of the reporting army, Prince Adoris, has not suffered any damage and has been with his team to the fourth battalion."

Oliver's look was a lot easier, he laughed: "It's okay, nothing is fine!"

Then, what he remembered, turned his head and called the adjutant to come over: "In my tone, write a letter to His Majesty privately and tell him that Adoris was heroic in the process of his fourth squadron returning to the enemy's flank. At the forefront, after the enemy's defeat, he is still chasing after him... In short, it is necessary to write the excellent performance of Adoris in the battle, and not too exaggerated. Do you understand?"

"Understand, the head of the army." The adjutant replied, and immediately went to get a pen.

"After writing it, show me my seal and send it back to Turui." Oliver urged.

"Yes!"

"You, then our goal is Hedonia!" Oliver pointed his right hand, with a pair of legs, the horses opened four hooves, and the officers and guards around him followed him.

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"This Oliver!" Daves couldn't help but laugh at the letter sent by the Oliver sent messenger. Of course he knew that there was a lot of water in the letter, but Adoris was safe and he was relieved.

"You sent someone to send this letter to the home in the mountains and hand it to Clithista." Daphus said that at least this letter would allow the family to eliminate the fear of Adoris.

"Yes, Your Majesty." The clerk Henipolis received the letter and turned to the King's Office.

One person came on the head: "Heripolipolis."

Henipolis is busy returning: "Anthony is an adult."

Although Henipolis was the chief clerk of the king, he was also a veteran of the Senate. This was the reward he gave to the Senate after he proposed to incorporate Laos into the Kingdom of Dionia. First, he is the youngest veteran in the Senate. Of course, the reason why the high-powered Antonios is so ruling to him is mainly because he is the commander of Davers. In the kingdom, besides his family, he can be said to be one of the closest relatives to King Davers. .

Antonios whispered again: "Is it yours?"

"I am waiting for you."

Antonios took a small step forward and whispered and asked: "Can you tell me if you are here?" Why did you call me today?"

Henipolis glanced at the faint stagnation on his face, hesitated and spit out a sentence: "The junior and junior officers are promoted to the roster."

Antonios listened to it.

Every year, the Ministry of Military Affairs decides who will be promoted according to the performance and record of the soldiers and team officers of each legion. In the absence of war, the promotion of officers is required to reach a certain number of years. The promotion of the middle and lower-level officers can be directly decided by the military minister, as long as it is submitted to the king for review and approval. This is stipulated in the Daonian Military Law. Since the establishment of the military department, Daves has rarely gesticulated on this, often the roster has been handed over, never had been beaten back, and at most occasionally added several names.

This year's roster was handed in five days ago, because after worrying about the little nephew Paphoris, I forgot that Davis had not sent someone to send the roster back to the military department... Antonios thought of it here, and he was shocked. While thinking about what went wrong with this roster, I slowly walked to the King’s Office.

As the guard at the door sang a name, I heard a familiar voice inside: "Anthony, come in."

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

It is indeed a hall, not a house. Although its area is not large, it is three or four times larger than the room where Antonios is working in the military department. A red wooden chair is placed neatly on both sides of the hall. It is the place where ministers and officials are summoned to sit down during the deliberation. The wooden chairs are placed against the top of the stone wall with rows of small windows. Come in and ensure the light in the hall. The middle walkway is very spacious. When necessary, you can place several large tables, maps and documents, and discuss important military and political affairs. In fact, the office is the place where King Duffus discussed and dealt with the government affairs of the kingdom. The royal palace downstairs is used more in large-scale pilgrimages to meet foreign guests and major festivals.

At the end of the walkway is a large, heavy desk with a large map of Italy, Sicily, Sardinia and Corsica inlaid with colorful mosaics. Two smaller wooden tables are placed on the front sides of the desk, which is where the clerk and the clerk work. This shows the busyness of Dafos’s government affairs, and the documents of the various departments gathered in the office every day. More, the clerk needs to help him sort, sort, file, read, and then write according to the instructions of Daves, then sign it, and finally send it back...

But now there is no one in the busy office, except that Daves sat at his desk, and the documents on the table covered his face halfway, making Antonios feel nervous. He used to come here. Countless times, there has never been such a feeling, but Paphos’s murder, Assisi’s persuasion and the attitude of Davis’ treatment of La Odesian in the Senate yesterday made him start to feel uneasy.

"Your Majesty!" He went to his desk and shouted with respect.

"Sit!" Davers stood up and pointed at the wooden chair next to him. He watched Antonios sit down slowly. Davers 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, this roster is not dissatisfied with some of them. ! Antonios thought in a sharp turn and cautiously replied: "There are too many people to be promoted this time. I only focus on the name and performance of the captain and company captain..."

Daves was undecided and asked: "Who is this book originally drafted?"

"...mainly the following officials, according to the list recommended by the local army chiefs..." Antonios said truthfully.

"Now the military department ombudsman is Zantitipis?" Daves asked again, ~www.novelmtl.com~ Yes, Your Majesty. ”

As one of the mercenary leaders of the Persian Expeditionary Force, Zantitipis, because of his age, physical strength and lack of energy, has been somewhat difficult to continue to train and eventually failed to become the head of the army. Davers took care of his former fighting affair. Moreover, for decades of fighting, Zandiparis was familiar with military affairs. He then transferred him to the military department to serve as the ombudsman, responsible for supervising and reviewing the promotion of military officers, military expenditures, and so on.

"Look." Daves saw Antonios still confused and handed the roster.

Antonios got busy and took it. He didn't sit down and stood up and began to look up. But now the Kingdom of Dionia is different from the ten years ago, there are ten light infantry regiments, not to mention four naval fleets and four cavalry regiments. Therefore, there are hundreds of promotion personnel in this roster. A few pages of sedge rolls, densely named is the name of the person and the name of the unit, which is so dazzling, how Antonios might find the problem in a short time.

"On the eighth legion." Daves's faint words surprised Antonios, because the Eighth Army was also known as the Sicilian Army, and the Legion was based in Kataney.