The Appointment Of Cheiristoya

"Good idea, but I don't think the Persians have the courage to stay and attack us." Xanticles said regretfully.

"Yeah, the timid Persians are like rabbits." Timasion cursed. The casualties of the soldiers made him angry and helpless.

"Let me lead the soldiers around the mountain!" Xenophon volunteered.

Hieronymus' face suddenly changed, and he remembered that Xenophon's reckless attack had caused most of the soldiers to be injured.

"I think Xenophon can do it!" Davos immediately agreed.

"We don't have time to delay, we have to act immediately, otherwise we might have to spend the night in the mountains!" Cleanor looked up at the weather and said anxiously.

Therefore, the battle of Xenophon was soon passed, and the leaders went back to reorganize their troops.

Davos fell behind and pondered.

When Cheirisophus saw it, he couldn't help but stop and asked, "What is Leader Davos thinking?"

Davos was surprised to see that Cheirisophus, who had always been a man of few words, took the initiative to ask him a question, "I was thinking… well… fortunately, the Persians did not build a defensive camp on the mountains, otherwise our losses would be huge."

"You think too highly of Tissaphernes. Although the Persian cavalry and archers move quickly, their overall marching speed is much slower than ours. These Persian nobles, led by Tissaphernes, are not as hard to bear as us Greeks. When they march and fight, they have to bring magnificent tents, beautiful concubines, dancers, large numbers of slaves, and so on. Every day, they have to wait for the sun to come out before they start marching, otherwise it will be too cold, and once dusk comes, they will have to stay away from the enemy camp because it is too dark. Under their influence, how can the Persian soldiers not be affected by them? I estimate that these Persian soldiers who attacked us have just arrived." Cheirisophus analyzed seriously.

Davos understood. He had thought that the mercenary troops were already bloated, but he didn't expect the Persians to be worse. He thought about it and said, "If the Persians divide these light infantry into several units and hide them in the rear, flanks and front of our army in the mountains, and launch an attack in succession, won't the effect be better?"

Cheirisophus frowned and asked, "You mean…"

"Just like just now, the Persians on the mountain ahead launched an attack, and when we drove them away and thought that it was safe, the Persians launched another attack at the rear… and then… this not only made our army lose more, but also forced us to go back and forth and disperse our troops. Every step forward will be very careful, which will greatly slow down our marching speed."

Cheirisophus looked at him in surprise, "You usually think about this…"

It was rare for Davos to see such an obvious expression on Cheirisophus' face, so he said with some embarrassment, "Because I lack experience, so I have to learn more and think more…"

Cheirisophus then resumed his serious and rigid face, "This is indeed a good idea, it is not something that can be used by just anyone, because to complete such tactics, the courage, training, and the ability of the strategos are more demanding. Do you think that this Persian army can do it?"

Davos shook his head.

Cheirisophus looked at him deeply and said, "If you have any ideas in the future, we will discuss it together." With that, he strode away.

…

The attack of the Persians had caused more than a thousand casualties to the mercenaries, more than half of whom were non-combatants.

There were more than 150 casualties in Davos' camp, and most of the pack animals were also shot, so they had to order nearly half of the soldiers to help the supply camp, carry supplies and support the wounded.

The whole mercenary troops were affected by this and moved more slowly than before, but the advance guard troops were progressing smoothly. Because Xenophon led the troops to quickly circle around the mountains, the Persians were afraid of being attacked from the front and back, and so they didn't dare to stop them in front, and the mercenaries passed through this mountain area smoothly.

In the evening, the soldiers found the Persian villages in front of them, and what happened next was the same as before, the mercenaries looted these villages and stationed them. Fortunately, they also found the large amount of food collected by these villages to provide for the army of Tissaphernes. After the soldiers enjoyed a rich food, their morale increased. And the medical camp of Davos became busy again until late at night…

…

After the passion, Cheiristoya leaned on Davos, and Davos' hand stroked her smooth and elastic skin back and forth, and the two were still immersed in the previous fierce battle…

After a long time, Davos said, "Herpus said that you are a fast learner in the medical camp, and that you have helped him manage the wounded soldiers and female slaves very well. Those wounded soldiers listened to you and even gave you the nickname 'Persephone of the World'."

"Hmm." Cheiristoya snorted and looked up with a sly smile, "Then I won't be your mistress!"

Davos' gaze swept across her beautiful smile, her slender goose neck, and the half-hidden and half exposed snow-white skin in her inner shirt. Suddenly, his desire rose again, and he couldn't restrain himself and once more pressed her under him, and said with rapid breathing, "I just like to be with the mistress…"

Cheiristoya pretended to be surprised and laughed, "You are blaspheming the gods."

"I'm not afraid!" Davos pressed close to her…

Cheiristoya shivered and hugged Davos' arms tightly.

…

"Davos."

"Yeah."

"Do you know why those wounded soldiers listened to me?"

"I don't know." In fact, Davos knew.

"I asked Hielos to tell them, 'I am your woman!' Now that you have a high prestige among the mercenaries, they will have some scruples. I also asked Herpus to give the last treatment to a wounded soldier who tried to violate me, and his wailing did not stop until night. I think this will also give them a good warning!… Davos… do you think that I…" Cheiristoya weakly leaned on Davos and murmured.

"You did a good job, better than I thought!" Davos sniffed her blonde hair and said, "Hielos can't stay in the medical camp all the time. Herpus is focused on improving his medical skills, so I want you to manage the medical camp."

"What did you say?! You want me to manage the medical camp?!!" Cheiristoya's surprised gaze was mixed with surprise.

"Didn't you say before that your father is busy with the political affairs of Miletus, and you have been helping him manage the slaves of the farm? These days, your performance in the medical camp also shows that you are fully capable of managing this small team." Davos was used to the tradition of equality between men and women in his previous life, and he would not bind women firmly in his home like the Greeks of this era. He didn't mind women showing up, and even acted better than him, "Of course, Herpus is still a medical officer in name. After all, you should consider the opinions of others, but in fact, you are the one in charge of management. Later, I will talk to Herpus."

"Davos!" Cheiristoya hugged him tightly and said excitedly, "It's great that I am following you!"

"Don't get excited, you still have a mission. Try to make the doctors of the other camps who came to the medical camp to help voluntarily stay, as well as the wounded soldiers." Davos patted her back and said.

"Yes, leader!" Cheiristoya bowed with a smile and an indescribable sexy temptation. If Davos wasn't exhausted, he would have done it again.

Cheiristoya saw that Davos looked like he was about to spit fire, so she lazily put on Hutton, "Davos, I can understand that you want to expand the medical camp, because the medical camp is indeed short of manpower. But why did you persuade those wounded soldiers to stay?"

Of course, Davos couldn't say that he had a strong sense of insecurity after coming to this strange world, so the more soldiers the commander has, the more he can dispel the uneasiness in his heart. In the face of Cheiristoya's curious gaze, he revealed a trace of his intention, "There is still a long way to go home, and I don't know how many difficulties there will be. The soldiers are being commanded by others, so it's better to lead them by themselves. This way, it will be safer and more effective!"

Listening to this, Cheiristoya looked at the young face of Davos and was lost in thought, 'This is an ambitious and confident man.' In a trance, his face and Cyrus the Younger's face overlapped, which made Cheiristoya a little afraid. She went forward and hugged Davos tightly.