Although Davos was new to the military, he could see that this formation was mainly to prevent Persian raids and protect the provisions, and marching with such a wide front would certainly not be fast enough, and it was a hopeless situation with the Persians pressing the issue.
Several people gathered around to look at the crude sketch on the floor.
Timasone pointed to the two squares at the very front and said, "Clerisopes is a Spartan, and the soldiers under him are all Lacedymonians, rich in battle experience, so I think we will all be very relieved to have them as the vanguard, opening the way for the whole army."
There were no objections to this proposal.
"Secondly ...," Timasong mused about which position his barracks should be in charge of.
"Secondly, I'm the youngest and would like to take the rear of the whole army!" Davos emotionally grabbed the lead.
Felicius a jolt, thought: finished, Davos forgot to discuss things in advance, and also volunteered to play guard, really still young and inexperienced ah!
With all eyes on him, and not daring to make a big move, Felicius could only make one eye toward Davos.
But I heard Timasong say in surprise, ''You ... you want to temple back? NO! No!" He shook his head repeatedly, "The rear guard is vital, must j have rich experience to face all kinds of complicated situations, and if you don't handle it well, you will drag down the whole army, I think it's better ... for our barracks to serve as the rear guard."
As soon as Timasone had finished speaking, Davos took over, "Isn't there another guard, I'd like to serve with you!"
"No!!!" Timasone refused very loudly without thinking, "Criano, come and join me in the rear!" He directly designated his comrade who fought alongside him.
Criano was on good terms with Timazon and had to nod at the moment.
The candidate to be the rear guard was decided so quickly. If Felicius didn't understand at this moment that Davos had just deliberately set a trap to lure Timasong into the bait, he wouldn't be worthy of being an adjutant.
The furrow between Clerisopus' twin brows deepened, and he didn't appreciate, but rather more than a little disgusted by the little trick Davos was playing, but he knew that Timasong had made the right choice, so he simply said to Davos, "Your barracks are responsible for protecting the left flank, right?" Since the mercenaries were marching north along the Tigris River, the left flank was adjacent to the riverbank most of the time, and should have encountered the least danger.
Davos saw the undisguised contempt in the eyes of Hakurei Sopes, and he secretly clenched his fists and nodded his head in agreement.
Then came the proposal by Guestopolis that Zantiparis should play with him as a striker.
Similarly reluctant is Hieronymus, Clericopes they are also considering the Proximinus barracks original adjutant is Agathia, now the elected leader changed to lieutenant Hieronymus, but he is the last to arrive, indicating that the soldiers of this barracks on who to be the leader of the existence of a larger dispute, insurance or let their barracks to take charge of the right flank.
After the chiefs had completed their military deliberations, it was time for an all-army meeting next.
This was both a rally for the new chief to make his public debut and a good opportunity to unify the soldiers' minds, so Kerisopus reminded the group of the need for more morale-boosting words.
As he made his request to the chiefs of the crowd, his eyes rested more on Davos, he was uneasy with the overly young chief, knowing that it was an assembly of tens of thousands of people, most of whom were probably too nervous to even speak under such a large scene, and if Davos messed up, he could turn this carefully arranged pledge meeting into a farce!
So he suggested to Davos that he could have the adjutant, Felicius, make the speech on stage for him.
But Davos insisted on taking it on himself.
Grissops' face was very unpleasant, but he couldn't keep Davos from attending, because he was the new chief unanimously elected by Menon's barracks, with 1,400 to 1,500 soldiers under his jurisdiction, which accounted for about one-ninth of the whole army's number. So he arranged Davos to go on the field in the second place, and if Davos performed badly, there was still the chief behind him to make up for it.
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It was late August, late summer, and the afternoons were no longer so hot.
A wooden platform has been erected in the center of the Timasong Barracks (formerly the Krilkus Barracks), and the surrounding tents have been cleared away, leaving a large open space filled with soldiers from various mercenary battalions, standing or sitting, chatting and complaining to one another. ...
The whole place was packed and noisy ...
Hakri Sopes and his party, escorted by heavily armed soldiers, squeezed a passage through the dense crowd to the bottom of the wooden platform.
Kerisopoulos was up first.
There was a commotion among the soldiers on stage.
Due to the previous deliberate low profile of Kerisopus, most of the common soldiers did not know who he was, and were surprised to see a stranger being the first to take the stage, asking each other for his name.
Around the wooden platform stood a dozen or so loud soldiers, who were responsible for retransmitting the speaker's words so that the thousands of soldiers on the stage could hear them.
Chrysopus spoke, "Brethren from all over Greece, I am Chrysopus, the Overseer of Sparta!"
After the repetition of the message by the soldiers on the wooden platform, the soldiers below the stage were in an uproar, and the shock in their hearts was even greater than when Davos first heard the news: the Spartan warriors had for a hundred years, through battle after battle, deterred the Greeks of the other city-states from their valor and power. And now, Sparta had become the dominant force in the Greek world, dominating the Mediterranean. The fact that the Spartan Ombudsman was among them, the common free folk, could not but thrill and invigorate them. The soldiers, who were originally terrified by the murder of their leader, suddenly felt reliant, and their frightened faces began to take on a color of blood, and they became curious enough to pay attention to something other than their survival: why was the high-ranking Spartan Ombudsman present here?
So when Kerisopus asked them to keep quiet, the soldiers actually stopped clamoring.
"Brethren, we are in a terrible position! Not only have we lost the chiefs, some of the squadron leaders and soldiers, with whom you have long been associated and who have been of great ability; but our former ally, Arrizos, and his men have betrayed us! But the more critical the situation, the sooner we must pull ourselves together and face the Persians who want to destroy us, never giving in, defeating the enemy with our Greek valor and shields, and killing a living way back to Greece for ourselves! Zeus will walk with the brave!!!" It was true that the Spartans were all fond of simplicity of speech, and Clerisopes had just reminded everyone of the need for more inspirational words, but he himself had only just gotten the soldiers excited when he quickly ended his speech.
Grissops stepped off the stage and passed on the wrong side of Davos, saw Davos smiling at him, and thought, Not bad, this young chief doesn't seem nervous, but why bring a herald on stage and have him hold a dozen thin sticks?
Asiastes also do not understand the purpose of Davos let him hold the wooden stick to follow him on stage, but when he stood on the wooden platform, immediately can not think about this matter, because the stage is full of people in all directions, dense and extends to the distance ... and at this moment the noise in the ear is far more noisy than under the stage, as if the following is is to raise the The stormy sea, and he and Davos are floating alone in the depths of the sea boat, at any time there will be the danger of capsizing.
Ashestus could not stop his legs from trembling, and he even felt that he might collapse at any moment, along with the equally trembling wooden platform under his feet ...
"Oh! Oh! Voila! Who is this?!"
"A little guy with no hair on his head! This is no place for you! Get off your ass and go home and drink your mommy's milk! Hahaha ..."
"This can't be a new chief elected by one of the military camps, can it? Are they out of their minds!!!"
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The jeers and questions were overwhelming.
Alarmed, Ashestus took several steps back, almost to the edge of the wooden platform. To his admiration, Davos remained steady in the center of the wooden platform ...
The chieftains on the stage also felt a bit of resentment; as much as they were upset with Davos, they were one in the face of thousands of soldiers at the moment.
Timasong complained, "I shouldn't have let him go up there if I had known it was going to be like this, it's hell!"
Others agreed.
Xenophon was busy saying, "Hurry up and get the next chief up there to replace him."
Already regretting his earlier decision, Kerisops nodded his head in agreement at the sound of his voice.