()This is what worries me!

The empire is now considered vast. In the east, it is bounded by the Tisza River and shares the middle Danube plain with Habsburg in Austria. It also occupied Naples and Sicily. In the west, it restored the traditional territory of the empire until the Euphrates River, and then along the narrow sea.

The coastline expanded the territory to include Damascus, the Black Sea, and half of the Mediterranean. It was larger than the heyday of Basil II after the Hellenization of Rome. However, the empire had not fought a major war for more than 20 years, like

Only a general like the old guy died.

Death, old age, even if you want to find them, they have both status and wealth, so why go north to suffer the pain of fighting. Over the Russian side, their territory is not much worse than Rome, although so far it is still

The Swedes have not been defeated, and the territory is not yet established

It is as big as the expansion territory that I remember before the death of Peter I, but they fight one big fight every three years and one small fight every year. They are inseparable from the Kingdom of Sweden, which was so powerful in the past that it dominated the entire Baltic Sea. They even have the upper hand.

Its strength cannot be underestimated.

"Hahahaha! Hahaha! Ahhahahaha!"

Since Morris heard that the Empire was going to war against Russia, he would subconsciously laugh like an idiot every time he saw me. For a war maniac like him, as long as there is a war, nothing will be a problem. And the Empire**

There are many such people in the army. I don’t know which family’s genes are so perverted and full of expansionism, and they have occupied most of the army in a few hundred years.

"In the service of Rome!"

In addition to these war fanaticism, there are more Romans in the empire who regard war as their mission.

"Glory to Rome!"

Almost every moment, the entire military headquarters resounded with such shouts.

"Long live Rome!"

All in all, because of the provocation of the Russians, the huge war machine of Rome started its operation again after being immersed in it for more than ten years!

The mobilization of legions, the appointment of generals, the transportation of food, the storage of ammunition and artillery, the dispatch of fleets, everything makes the entire military very busy.

As for me, due to the impact of the Russian declaration of war, I was left behind and was about to be transferred to the army with Alexander.

The military department also held a small meeting to discuss which regiment was suitable for Alexander and me. The final discussion was that Alexander and I would join two cavalry battalions from the Anatolian region as cavalry majors.

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The standard deployment of a cavalry battalion is 350 men. It is the second largest cavalry unit in terms of tactics and the second to last in terms of strategy.

When conducting battle operations, the smallest tactical cavalry unit in the empire is the cavalry squad, followed by squadrons, brigades, battalions, and regiments.

The largest strategic organization is the Byzantine Empire Paladin Army, which was organized separately at special times. However, the Byzantine Empire Armored Paladin Army is just a distant legend. It was in the Middle Ages, and the predecessors played too many things in the Empire Age. In short, it became more and more popular.

Later, the larger the scale, the more inappropriate it would be for the cavalry to exist alone. Recently, the huge number of more than 20,000 cavalry in one army has only existed in the Green Cult's overwhelming cavalry offensive.

Now after military reforms, more flexible cavalry battalions are the main force of the empire in various places. When the cavalry battalions in each legion are integrated into one, the legion commander will formulate cavalry regiments according to the situation.

I am somewhat looking forward to which cavalry battalion in Anatolia I will be assigned to.

A little later, the Imperial Ministry, which was working all night, announced our appointment.

In addition to the title of son of the Theofano family, I have two more titles. One is the commander of the cavalry battalion of the 2nd Byzantine Legion and the imperial cavalry major, which is expected. The other is the commander of the West Point Military Academy in Constantinople.

I am a probationary student in the first term. This means that I cannot receive my diploma from West Point Military Academy until I am twenty-four years old. During this period, I have to go back to the military academy to write a paper every year.

In line with the principle that you cannot put two eggs in one basket, Alexander stayed in the second echelon. A group of thousands of military academy cadets will be selected to serve as trainees in my army.

In just a few days, a series of orders were conveyed and executed, and all legions, officers and supplies were heading to the front line. So, who will be the commander-in-chief of the three armies this time? Who is the commander-in-chief of the empire's northern expedition?

The empire is still discussing, but who else in the empire can serve as commander-in-chief?

I can't imagine that the older generation of generals who can fight have withered so badly. Even if they haven't passed away, many of them are no longer physically fit for fighting, while the young and strong ones, not to mention a hundred thousand, have a large army of nearly 50,000 people.

In battle, it is difficult for them to be qualified to command because they have no experience. The empire has not fought a single battle involving more than 30,000 people in the past twenty years.

In the past few days, I spent more than a day writing down all the key points about the greeting card printing factory and sales location to Marcus. I didn't expect that cousin to figure this out in a blink of an eye.

The way I think about it, just get a sample out before Christmas and then

I was engaged in activities in a high-society salon. The rest was up to me and fate. But thinking about my wife Wen Dill, I felt that she should be able to help. So I went to her house and found that my wife was not at home.

The servant said she had gone to France to get smuggled goods.

When I came out of Wen Dier's house, I saw a group of people pointing at the roadside from a distance.

This is near Augusta Square. What novelty is there that makes people talk about it so much?

I was curious and took the attendants there with me.

On the Augusta Square Avenue, one after another white-haired old men were riding horses. Their uniforms were bright and their chests were covered with shining medals. All this showed that the old men on horseback were not only great men of Rome.

A nobleman and a soldier.

The carriages and passers-by walking on the road stepped aside one after another.

"What are they going to do?"

"I don't know, a few more nobles like this passed by in front of me, as if they were going to enter Augusta Square."

"Give."

Instead of guessing here, I took action and rode my horse to the middle of the road. The eyes of several old people were confused for a while before they recognized me.

"Your Highness."

Walking alongside them, I wondered: "Where are you going?"

"Augusta Square, Your Highness." A one-eyed old man with a general's epaulettes answered me. I can't name him. He should be someone who rarely appears in Constantinople.

The other four people nodded slightly.

"Why?" I asked confused. Cheap Daddy goes home every day. I may not know what exactly happens in Augusta Square every day, but the general things are still clear. Today's Augusta Square can be

There is no intention of gathering the upper-class old nobles.

"Your Highness."

Still the one-eyed old man: "We are the sons of Rome, and war is coming."

I was startled.

"Because the war is coming, so are we."

"But this time the army is going to the north. It's freezing and snowy in the north. A few old people have arrived in the north..." I didn't say the rest of the words. Both of these old men are old. Who knows if they can

I can endure the ice and snow in Poland.

The faces of these old men full of vicissitudes of life revealed expressions of determination.

"It is an honor to fight for Rome."

"It is an honor to serve Rome"

"I am a son of Rome."

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Listening to these words, I couldn't help but be startled, and there were ripples in my heart. These old nobles were all prepared to fight to the death!

As for the reason.

Rome needs them!

In Augusta Square, all the surviving generals and governors of the older generation of the empire came, and more than ten people stood under the imperial double-headed eagle with its wings spread in the center of the square.

Inside the huge shadow, they were waiting.

Looking at this scene, if the old scumbag was still alive, I think he would be one of them.

After a while, the cheap daddy came.

He was stunned when he saw me.

"Caesar!!!"

The honorific title for Cheap Daddy comes and goes.

"Why are you and all the governors here?"

The cheap old man had to give up his status among these old men. I suddenly remembered that if these old men were all famous generals, they would be in my grandfather's generation!

"war."

"We old men are getting old, but our heads are still clear. I remember that generals who are over sixty years old are usually excluded from the list of generals selected by the military."

"In the face of war, Caesar, please do not forget us. We are also sons of Rome."

"Caesar, we serve Rome anytime and anywhere and glorify Rome!"

Cheap Daddy invited these veterans into the building on one side of the square.

Do all military commanders have to be selected from among these veterans?

Standing in Augusta Square, I chose to wait.

At noon, Cheap Daddy sent all the old men out one by one.

I can't see anything useful in the serious expressions of these battlefield veterans.

"Your Highness."
To be continued...