Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece Chapter 35: Mitradat’s strategy
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After a long time, the adjutant Felicius came to report: "The whole army is ready."
Davos announced without expression: "Let's go."
Before, he didn't feel obvious in the team. Now as the leader, looking down on the whole situation, he found the problem. In his previous life, although he was not a soldier, he watched movies and visited forums. He knew that one of the foundations for the military to win battles was strict discipline and rapid mobility. During military training at university, emergency gatherings were counted by the minute. It's good now. It took more than an hour from the trumpet to the completion of the lineup. This procrastination extinguished half of the excitement he had just become the leader.
Now, who has no military prestige, he can only observe quietly, write down all the shortcomings, think about solutions, and wait until the time is right before he can talk about rectifying the military and reforming the military system. It is a long road.
After the team was nearly half out of the camp, Felicius said: "Chief Daves, we should also leave."
Davos nodded, Hiros had already brought his horse. Yesterday, Daves was quite nervous when he learned that the leader had a horse to ride. He didn't know how to ride a horse in his previous life. Unexpectedly, after riding, he was in control. It turned out that one of the most powerful horseback races in the Mediterranean world at that time was the Thessaly. The original owner of this body has been herding sheep and horses since childhood. The remaining memory and instinctive body memory are enough for Daves to control freely. horses.
He grabbed the horse's rein, leaped onto the horse, slightly clamped his legs, the horse hissed slightly, moved his four hooves, and trot forward.
Daves sits upright with his head high. Yesterday, Tolmid's remarks made him no longer think about sharing the joys and sorrows with the soldiers, and cede the horses to the old, weak, and disabled soldiers. Now he needs to do it on the high ground, always reminding the soldiers: He, Dafus is the leader of the whole army! As for those methods of buying people's hearts, let's wait until he becomes a famous general.
Riding on a horse, watching the mighty forward team, Dafus naturally gave birth to a sense of pride in his heart: Just take it as a big man!
Daves took control of the horse slowly, followed by Felicius, Assistus, followed by the walking guard of Hilos. After leaving the barracks, we went a little further, and we arrived at the place where the whole army converged.
Daves originally thought that his team was sluggish, but he did not expect that other teams would not arrive. It seems that procrastination is a common problem of mercenaries, and everyone is accustomed to it.
Kelithorpes’ Spartan team was standing in front. When Daves rode past to say hello, there was a commotion among the passing team, and other soldiers in the barracks recognized him as giving a wonderful speech yesterday. However, there are still some people who stand up high on a young man who is still young, both jealous and dissatisfied. Talking ill of questioning his commanding ability makes Assistus who followed him flushed with an angry face. Daves didn't hear it, and just moved forward.
Only the team of Kelithorpes was quiet as if not seeing him coming, which made Daves look at these real Spartan warriors seriously: I saw that they were wearing a full set of weapons, lined up. Formed into a neat square array, each sturdy individual standing silently, like the tall and straight green pines, becomes a unique landscape of this noisy confluence. In their sharp and murderous eyes, Daves felt that once this silence broke out, what a powerful force would be released! Body, skill, tactics, and discipline are all in one, this is the Spartan Warrior!
Davos looked and looked enviously: When will he command such an elite soldier! Later, he learned that only about one-third of Kelithorpes' troops were real Spartans, and the rest were Piriassi.
On both sides of the Spartan army are teams of small mercenaries such as Sosis and Passion. After the general meeting, most of them joined the team of Grithorpes, and several other leaders also had teams. Join, only Daves’ barracks are not interested. In this regard, Daves also felt very helpless.
Davos’s army is very fast this time, because it basically followed the order of leaving the camp: the outermost column is the heavy infantry column, divided into four columns, the first column is arranged backwards in turn; the inner side is the light infantry. The column is divided into two columns, so that the length of the columns of light and heavy infantry is the same, about half a mile long before and after. When the enemy attacks from the outside of the left wing, the marching column soldiers can immediately turn right, with heavy infantry in front and light infantry in the back, quickly forming a conventional battle formation. The battalion is located on the inner side of the light infantry, on the left side of this huge central clearing. Daves and his **** were between the light infantry and the heavy battalion.
About half an hour later, the battalions lined up, the bronze horns sounded again, and finally they could set off.
The marching speed is not fast. It is mainly dragged down by the heavy camps. Tents, food, medicine, supplies, and other materials that cannot be carried by people have to be carried by cattle and horses. Horses can't carry too heavy carriages, otherwise the harness will squeeze their necks and trachea, causing suffocation; bulls are stronger than horses, but their endurance is not good, and their temperament is not very reliable.
Daves saw Merses in the barracks, shuttled back and forth, dealt with unexpected situations, and greeted the soldiers for help from time to time. Daves secretly thanked him for following Melsis's advice, and sent him a squadron in advance to assist the heavy camp. In the end, Daves' gaze fell on Christia, who was among the women. Although they were all dressed the same, her figure and temperament were like a standout, and it was easy to recognize.
Christoia seemed to have a reaction, she turned her head to look here.
Davers hurriedly withdrew his gaze.
"This kind of marching speed can't walk ten miles in an hour," he said.
"It's not bad without Persian intrusion." Felicius just finished speaking with joy when there was a commotion behind him.
"What happened?" Daves asked hurriedly with a tight heart.
Asistus immediately sent a messenger to the rear to check.
After a while, the messenger rushed back on horseback: "It's the Persian general Mithradat! He took about thirty cavalry soldiers, and loudly persuaded them to surrender not far from the right wing of the whole army!"
Heart fight! Davers frowned.
"Mithradat is a general of Cyrus, but his method does not work. We have been to the Persians once, and the fool will be the second time." Felicius did not panic. Said quietly.
Davos nodded and said, "Monitor Mitradat, continue to inquire!" At the same time, ask Asistes to send another messenger so that news can be sent back alternately.
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"There were more than twenty soldiers, abandoned their weapons, and ran towards the Persians!...They...They surrendered to Mithradat!"
Davos's heart was stirred, and it was obvious that Felicius had overestimated the wisdom of mercenaries. What's more, Hieronymus’ troops had been arguing about the election of the leader yesterday, and now they are easily torn apart by Mitradat with a lie to the disagreeable Hieronymus troops. Will it? Create a snowball-like effect for the whole army? Daves began to worry.
"Mithradat went to the front of the army and shouted to Kriano's troops!... About ten more soldiers dropped their weapons and ran to the Persians!"
Damn it! Davers's concerns are being fulfilled.
Philipsius also looked nervous.
It seems that Mithradat is going to circle around the huge formation of mercenaries and continue to disintegrate the fighting spirit of the soldiers. Moreover, he will soon be in front of Daves' troops!
"It would be great if I could get rid of him." Assistus said bitterly. But he also knew that this was impossible. The opponent was a light cavalry, coming and going like the wind, and mercenaries had no cavalry at all.
"Just shoot him with a javelin!" Matonis drew the javelin from his back and shouted from the guard.
"How to shoot?! When you get out with the javelin, the Persians will run away early! What's more, the javelin is not as far as the Persian horse bow!" Asistes retorted.
A spiritual light flashed through Daves' mind, and he eagerly asked the messenger: "How far is it from our array when Mithradat is calling?"
"About a hundred meters away."
"When the surrendered soldiers ran past, did the Persians retreat?"
"Nothing."
……
Daves asked a few questions in a row. After getting the answers, he groaned for Felixius and their puzzled eyes, and then said to Felicius: "Now, I have an idea. Okay?"