Rome Must Fall

“More than 10 years ago, the Segestika people completely defeated the Skodisci tribe to which I belonged, killing all the chief and his immediate family members, leaving only his five-year-old daughter. She became a slave girl of the Segestika people at a young age and grew up hard under their whips and sticks...

Later, she was given to the owner of the village, Wallis, by the chief of the Segestika people. Wallis was a brutal wolf among the Segestika people. He often abused the child in public. He came to humiliate all the Scodisqi people in the village. He thought that the delicate child would be tamed by him like a dog, but he didn't know that the child had never forgotten the hatred of being exterminated. When your army attacked the village When, she seized the opportunity and stabbed Voorhees to death——"

Maximus heard this quietly and looked surprised: "The leader of Segestica was killed by a girl?!"

"Yes, but she was seriously injured by Wallis' dying counterattack and fell into a coma..." Emmerich said sincerely: "I ask the leader to give her good treatment, and after she recovers, You can give her more care, she is too sick and not suitable for hard work."

"What's this girl's name?" Maximus asked with interest.

"Foreslucia." Emmerich replied: "Translated into Illyrian, it means 'flowers'."

"Florus Lucia..." Maximus muttered the name in a low voice, then looked at Emmerich and asked directly: "What does the existence of this girl mean to you Skodisci people? !”

"Our tribe has been destroyed, so what hope do we have!" Emmerich smiled bitterly and spoke very cautiously: "But the leader treated the tribe very well back then, so the existence of this child is a way for everyone to survive the difficult life of slaves. A beautiful memory of the past..."

Maximus pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "I understand, I assure you that this Fores... Liucia will be well taken care of! Where is she now?"

"At my request, the doctors from the tribe carried her into a large courtyard and treated her with other wounded soldiers. Because they didn't let me in, I don't know what the situation is now. "Emmerich said with some worry.

"Now that you are the medical adjutant of our tribe, not only will no one stop you when you go there, but you will be lined up to welcome you." Maximus said half-jokingly, half-seriously. He stood up and waved his hand: "Let's go. , let’s go there now.”

The temporary medical camp set up by the medical department in this village is in the area where the Segostika nobles live next to the chief's main house. The Helots divided several houses into wards for the wounded.

When he saw Horace rushing out of the house, his gray linen robe stained with blood, Maximus frowned: "Horace, as the chief officer of the medical department, you should be in control of the overall situation. , allocate manpower and medical supplies, instead of going into battle personally like an ordinary doctor. If your subordinates cannot find you in an emergency, the entire medical camp will be in chaos! "

"No chaos, no chaos, we have already made arrangements." Horace quickly explained: "There are just a lot of wounded people in the camp, and our manpower is tight, so I have to go in and help."

"How many wounded are there?" Maximus asked casually.

"More than 450 wounded people were sent here just now. In addition, there are 330 wounded people who stayed here and were temporarily unable to go to the temporary camp. The manpower of our medical camp has been divided into two waves, so the manpower is relatively tight."

Horace was afraid that Maximus would misunderstand, so he specifically explained: "Actually, we don't have many wounded of our own, and most of them are not serious. They are mainly the wounded of Segestica and Skodischi. The wounded in Gostica were mainly stabbed by swords. We have experience with this, but some of the wounded in Skodisci were seriously injured after being repeatedly trampled on. Even Minjunus had no idea about this. Method."

Maximus glanced at Emmerich next to him. Although he looked worried, he actually held back his words.

"Who is in charge of medical care at the temporary camp?" Maximus asked.

"It's Ixius. The injuries of the wounded who can go to the temporary camp are relatively minor. There should be no problem in treating the wounded there."

Ixchius was a Roman army slave who joined the medical camp with Horace. He was quite diligent and had a good relationship with Horace. He should be another medical adjutant he was eyeing.

"It doesn't matter if there are many wounded. If you treat them as I said before, they won't be so busy." Maximus reminded.

What Maximus said before was that the wounded soldiers in his team must be treated with all their strength even if they still have a breath left. The wounded soldiers in Skodischi should be treated as much as possible. As for the seriously wounded soldiers in Segestika, they can be treated with all their strength. Do not care.

Of course, Horace did not forget Maximus's instructions, but with his responsible personality, it was obviously impossible to completely abandon the seriously injured people in Segestica. He instead said: "Chief, I think you can give us medical treatment." The department's staffing establishment is too small. You see, this battle has made our entire medical battalion very busy. We should be given more staffing establishment so that we can better cope with future wars. "

"Horace." Maximus looked at this simple-looking Roman veteran and reminded in a deep voice: "I will give you five subordinates, not to let them follow you to rescue the wounded, but to assist you in taking charge of the entire tribe. Medical care, managing doctors and nurses throughout the tribe.

Once a war breaks out, they will help you temporarily summon all the doctors and nurses in the tribe and let them rescue the wounded, and you and your subordinates only need to supervise them and allocate manpower reasonably.

If multiple battles occur at the same time, you can also directly appoint a doctor to be the temporary head of the medical camp after a battle... This is the role your medical department should play, do you understand? "

"Oh..." Horace suddenly understood, but then he looked worried: "But if this is the case, I'm afraid some people won't try their best to save the patients!"

Maximus answered confidently: "They will work hard, because the twenty knighthood system will make them work seriously. If they do well, they will be promoted, and if they do not do well, they will be demoted. Their performance is determined by you and the subordinates. To record, this is also one of the tasks of the medical department.”

Horace's eyes widened: "Is there any demotion or demotion in the system of twenty titles?"

Maximus asked in surprise: "Didn't I mention it before?"

"No." Horace replied firmly.

"I was negligent!" Maximus slapped his forehead, and then said: "If you do well, you will be upgraded. If you do poorly, or even violate the law, you will definitely be demoted. There is no reason in the world to be promoted but not demoted. He Lars, are you right?”

"Yes." Horace, who has always been diligent and conscientious in his work, agreed with this.

"I will add the demotion and demotion when discussing the twenty-nobility system with you in the political hall." Maximus said seriously. In fact, he did not forget to mention that at that time he He needed to arouse everyone's emotions and get them to support his restructuring of the entire rebel army. Of course, he had to do everything right.

"By the way, don't you think there are too few people? I have brought you a new subordinate - another medical adjutant I just appointed."

Maximus pretended not to see Horace's instantly stiff expression, pointed at Emmerich who was standing next to him, and introduced: "He is Emmerich, a scholar among the Skodisci people. He is proficient in herbal medicine and has saved countless lives. , He is deeply loved by the Skodisqi people. I also appointed him as the consultant of the Political Affairs Hall. He will help us better understand the surrounding forces and gain a better foothold here! "

After hearing these words, Horace knew that he could not persuade Maximus to withdraw the appointment, but he was pricked in his heart and did not say hello to his new subordinate immediately.

On the other hand, Emmerich bent down and saluted, and said in blunt Latin: "Hello, it's a pleasure to work with you!"

Maximus was surprised: Are the druids so knowledgeable? Or is this old guy a language genius?

Horace said seriously: "You are good at treating diseases with herbal medicine, but we don't know much about the vegetation here, and we need to learn from you to improve our treatment methods, so I welcome you to join us.

But if you want to enter the medical camp now, I won't allow you because you haven't washed your body, your hair and clothes are covered with dust, and there may be lice and fleas hiding there. Entering inside may affect the wounds of the wounded. heal. "

"Oh, it's my fault. I forgot about this taboo in the medical camp and didn't remind you before coming." Maximus was afraid that Emmerich would be dissatisfied, so he quickly took over the conversation and told Horace and the others what he had told them. The explanation about small bug-infected wounds was briefly explained again.

Finally, he emphasized: "Since we did this, the wounded have much less wound infection and fever."

Emmerich listened, thought, and then said seriously: "Nature is divine. Since there are trees as big as mountains, there are also insects smaller than a hair. Just because we can't see them doesn't mean they don't exist.

Just like maggots like to live in carrion, and they like to treat the human body as a paradise, but their joy is exchanged for our pain... Distinguished leader, thank you for your teaching, which has improved my knowledge! "

Emmerich bowed deeply, and then suddenly said: "No wonder you all like short hair and no beards. It is to reduce the existence of these bugs. I will clean myself right away and then come back."

After saying that, he walked towards the river.

Maximus and Horace looked at each other.

Horace couldn't help but ask: "Chief, does he understand?"

No wonder he was confused, because he still couldn't accept the theory of insect pathogenicity mentioned by Maximus. It was only because this method of sterilization and sterilization was indeed effective that he persisted in implementing it.

"Not only did he understand, but he understood it deeply." Maximus stroked his chin, which was starting to have some stubble. In fact, the reason why they like short hair without beards is just because they were influenced by the Italians and got used to it. Emmerich is right to understand this.

It seems that Emmerich is really a magical druid, we can't let him run away! ...Maximus came back to his senses and said: "Akgo, go take care of him. Don't let him run around in the stockade and be accidentally injured by our soldiers."

"Yes." Akguo chased after him knowingly.

"Horace." At this time, Maximus said earnestly: "You don't have to worry about Ixcius. I have always seen his contribution to us. I have other plans for him." , no worse than a medical adjutant."

Horace was relieved and said gratefully: "Thank you, chief!"

Maximus smiled slightly and looked around: "Where do our wounded warriors live?"

"Over there." Horace pointed to the two larger houses next to them and led the way himself.

Maximus, as he had done many times before, visited each of the wounded rebel soldiers one by one, cared about their injuries, praised their bravery, and thanked them for their contributions... When he accurately called out the wounded soldiers When you talk about each other's name and past experiences, you can always make the other person excited.

In fact, no matter how good his memory is, he cannot remember every one of the tens of thousands of soldiers. However, these young attendants who have been with him for a year know the situation of each wounded soldier in advance, and then quietly tell him.

Although it would be tiring to do so, Maximus persisted and took it for granted, because he knew that prestige could be gained on the battlefield, but love is often generated in daily life, and his power base came from these ordinary soldiers.

After condolences to his soldiers, he decided to go to see the wounded soldiers in Segostika first. This was not to care, but to prepare for acting.

For this reason, he did not go to the house where the seriously injured people in Segostika lived, because they either did not live long or fell into coma, and there was no need to waste his energy.

Soldiers guard every ward where Segostika's lightly wounded patients live. This is to prevent doctors and nurses from being harmed while treating them. So far, there have been several cases where nurses have been attacked, but all of them have been stopped in time, but most of the wounded soldiers are relatively calm.

After Maximus entered, he found that most of the injured soldiers of Segestika were confused.

On the one hand, they were defeated by the rebels and captured again by the rebels, so they should be full of hatred towards the rebels; on the other hand, they were injured and fell to the ground. They thought they would die on the battlefield and become food for wild beasts, because this was how they treated their enemies in the past. They did it, but they didn't expect that the rebels would take them back to the village and heal their wounds. Especially the women took care of them very carefully. Although they couldn't understand what some people said, they could feel the kindness and tenderness... …So now they feel conflicted.