Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece Chapter 64: Training field

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"Polus, your performance was the worst yesterday. Brothers have already started fighting with the Gauls. You are still far behind, affecting our entire team's record!"

"Hey, forgive him, he is still on the battlefield for the first time. It is normal to be afraid."

"I...I'm not scared, it's because the straps of my leather sandals are broken."

"This reason is well compiled."

"It was really broken!"

"That's also your fault! Military law has long stipulated that soldiers should take good care of their own equipment. Shoes are also one of the equipment. You don't usually check it properly. You are out of the basket during the battle. You can't blame others. Fortunately. Yesterday’s action was an offensive. If it were to retreat, you would be caught by the enemy, and no one would be able to save you."

"It's hard to say, maybe Polus took off his shoes during the retreat and ran faster than us."

"You--"

"Okay, don't say anything! Except for being left behind at the beginning, Polus performed very well in the subsequent battles. Brothers, think about the first time we went on the battlefield. Polus is not much better, so don't blame each other. Remember! Our team is a whole. Only like brothers, helping each other and fighting side by side can we defeat the enemy and let ourselves live well! "

"The captain is right! Let us have a toast together to celebrate yesterday's victory and that none of us were injured!"

"Fuck!!"

The soldiers yelled and drank the wine in the glass, and the pretty young waitress hurried over to pour them.

"Suna, are you thinking about it?! Marry me, and when I retire, come with me to Turey! That's the greatest city in the world!..." A soldier shouted aloud with alcohol. Speak the truth.

The other soldiers immediately started booing.

The waitress is a bit shy, but she has experienced a lot of it, who has been showing her face to make a living. She said softly, "Captain Nicapalus, I heard that you have regulations. Soldiers are not allowed to marry during the service. Of."

Nicapalos is of course towards his soldiers, so he said with a serious face: "There is indeed this rule, but you can get engaged first. I heard that in our residential area, several soldiers from our barracks have already made marriages. ."

"Yes, yes, you can get engaged first!!" The soldiers at the table roared loudly, and the soldier who said he was going to get married was smiling silly.

The waitress was not too panicked. She turned her big eyes flexibly and turned to look at the kitchen: "I can't do such an important thing. It's my father's say."

The tavern owner who cuts meat in the kitchen has been paying attention to the movement in the restaurant, and immediately shouted in blunt Greek: "No!" After speaking, the noise of the meat cleaver colliding with the cutting board became louder.

A soldier laughed and said: "Koradas, who told you to be drunk last time, you must hold Suna's hand and offend your future father-in-law."

"When did I pull Suna's hand?" Coradas looked blank.

"You were drunk at the time, of course you don't remember. The captain was afraid that you would be confined and let everyone conceal it."

Koradas saw that he was right, so he glanced over every teammate, including the captain, and saw that they had a "really so" look on their faces. He was shocked, and finally did not She looked at Suna with embarrassment.

Su Na has already hid in the kitchen.

"Su Na, this guy dared to bully you, let me teach him for you!" A person stood up at the table next to him and said loudly, but it was a soldier from another squad.

"This is between me and Suna. It's your shit, get out of here!"

"Koradas, it is said that you are the most powerful soldier in our unit, but I am not afraid of you! Today we are like a trial, whoever wins, Suna owns!"

"Come on, you will be beaten down in a while, don't cry!"

Just when the two soldiers met and the surrounding comrades were making noises, the two captains hurriedly stopped: "Stop it, do you want to be punished by the military judge?!"

When it comes to military judges, the soldiers’ excitement is like being poured into a jar of cold water. Almost everyone has been punished by him during their career in the barracks for more than a year, so everyone has their own Sit back to the original position and drank the wine quietly.

However, Coradas was still a bit unwilling, and said angrily: "Boy, let's have a good match in the next company football match to see who is the best!"

"Competition is the battle, whoever is afraid of it!" The soldier replied unwillingly.

After a small storm subsided, the tavern was still full of laughter and lively.

After the soldiers have a drink and relax here, they will hang out in the streets of civilian areas and go to various shops to buy some daily necessities they need, but before the sun is about to set, they must rush back to the barracks and participate in the team leader’s roll call. Being late is bound to be punished. Whether it is cleaning the toilets, feeding livestock, boiling water in the bathroom, cleaning the streets... it is all hard and tiring work, so under normal circumstances the soldiers will return to camp on time.

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Most of the credit for the construction of this flat and wide stone avenue on which Massims rode on horseback goes to the soldiers of the Border Corps. Building the road is also part of the military training of the Border Corps. For more than a year, the Corps Long but took a lot of time for the soldiers to build this road.

Four months ago the avenue connected to Florence, and just last month another avenue connected to three military camps, and finally connected to the port city of Pisay, but that one is undoubtedly more than ten times longer. The avenue was completed by the Etruscan Alliance, which collected tens of thousands of laborers. Under the command of engineers sent by the Dionian Construction Department, they worked together to complete it, all for better protection and enhancement of border defense.

The training ground is not far from the military camp, and it is adjacent to the civilian area. It is a trimmed, wide-area flat pasture.

On the side of the grass field, there are dozens of hard wooden stakes as high as a person. Under the supervision and guidance of the team officers, the heavy infantry, holding long shields and stabbing guns (or short swords), repeatedly face the wooden stakes. The practice of jabbing (or slashing). On the other side of the pasture, there are many targets erected, and light infantrymen are practicing bows and arrows and javelins.

In front of a target at the very end, there was a man wearing a purple and red crown and helmet throwing a javelin. He stomped a few steps, roared, and threw it hard. The javelin jumped 50 meters. The distance penetrated the thick wooden target.

Behind him stood several men who also wore high-ranking officer's armor and cheered loudly. The other soldiers seemed to be used to it, and no one cast a curious look.

Even if Maximus could not see the face of the javelin man, he knew that it was the commander of the Frontier Legion Hasdruba, the commander from Carthage always likes to come off in person in training. Set a good example, so he is highly respected by the soldiers.

Maximus jumped off his horse, reorganized his helmet and breastplate, and walked straight to the light infantry training ground.

The keeper of the armory guarding the piles of javelins and arrows saw the arrival of Massimos and immediately greeted him: "Good morning, Master Massimos!"

"After the battle yesterday, did the weapons consume a lot?" Massimus asked bluntly.

"Nothing to consume, my lord." The custodian replied: "I heard that there were not many Gauls who attacked Florentia yesterday. Our troops arrived in time. The Gauls are still looting in the village. Therefore, the team officers directly sent heavy infantry companies to attack, and did not use light infantry, and the battle was quickly over, and the soldiers’ armor weapons were not seriously damaged. So far, no one has applied for a replacement of armor weapons. ."

Maximus nodded and asked: "Are there any gains?"

"Two Gaul helmets, 5 great swords, 14 wooden shields, 25 spears, 19 sets of Gaul clothing, and they also captured 4 Gauls..." The custodian paused Then, he said softly: "In the early morning, the financial officer came, and he said,'We don't need these things. He wants to take them all and sell them to the merchants.' I said,'I can't be the master, I must get an adult. Your approval will do.'"

During the Persian Expeditionary Force, the mercenaries had people who were in charge of finances, and this position remained until the establishment of the Dionian League. After the establishment of the kingdom, the legion’s logistical support system was more complete, and all legionnaires were citizens of the kingdom. Therefore, each legion no longer had the post of financial officer, and the spoils obtained were temporarily kept by the barracks, and finally dispatched by the Ministry of Military Affairs. The quartermaster of the country will deal with it, or summon merchants to auction the trophies, or transfer part of the trophies to the treasury. The money thus obtained is partly used to treat the soldiers and their families who died or injured in the battle, partly deposited in the small vault of the Ministry of Military Affairs, and partly transferred back to the army as a reward for the soldiers' victory.

But the Border Army is different. Soldiers are hired and are paid every month. The money comes from the treasury. Therefore, a financial officer was specially set up by an official from the Ministry of Finance. There was a dispute between the Military Affairs Department and the Finance Department over the issue of who should handle the spoils of the Frontier Army. It was ultimately decided by Daves and handed over to the Legion Treasurer.

He did this out of security considerations. After all, the soldiers of the Border Army are not Dionian citizens. By handing over the most important property of the soldiers to the officials of the Ministry of Finance, the affairs of the mercenary can be avoided. Controlled by the Ministry of Military Affairs, or the commander of the corps.

The control of the spoils was originally the responsibility of the princely officer, but it was the border legion that was assigned to the newly established financial officer. Massimus had some opinions, but he was originally an agent, and he was not yet a Dionian citizen. So I can only bury this dissatisfaction in my heart, and on the surface, I still get along more harmoniously with the financial officer.

At this time, he calmly said: "I know about this, you did a good job! After we go back to the armory to confirm the trophies, you can ask the treasurer to take them away. Confirm the number and let him sign..."