"No problem, after all, the at is all in our own pot." Maximus thought for a mont and said, "Volenus, send soone to notify the three Chief Centurions to bring their soldiers who are still without weapons and equipnt to the town hall to change outfits imdiately."
Volenus whispered a reminder: "Leader, should we inform Spartacus and the others about the weapons we captured first?"
Maximus glared at him: "Spartacus and Cross won a big victory earlier, capturing more than enough Roman Army weapons and equipnt. They wouldn’t even look at our little stuff, so there’s no need to ntion it. By the way, Volenus, how many slaves in Pompeii are willing to join us?"
"Uh... Leader, since I entered the city, I’ve been busy with Capito counting the supplies and haven’t had ti to understand the situation with the Pompeii slaves." Volenus explained.
Maximus then rembered that due to the warehouse supervisor Gaius claiming old age and frailty, he didn’t follow the army to Pompeii last night, so he temporarily assigned the task of counting supplies to Volenus.
Should the warehouse supervisor position be replaced with soone who can actively do the job? ...Maximus pondered, and then said: "Make sure to prioritize this matter later, get a clear picture of the situation of the slaves willing to join our Supply Camp, and quickly pick out the young and strong male slaves without special skills to be recruited into the Guard—"
At this point, Maximus suddenly asked, "Where is Flantinus?"
"He might be at the temple watching over the prisoners," Capito answered.
"Go and call him over imdiately," Maximus said, then turned to Volenus again, "Besides weapons and equipnt, what about the other supplies?"
Volenus carefully examined the records in his hand and said, "We have also gained over a hundred pounds of papyrus, enough linen to fill a large warehouse, many cattle hides, many wool woven blankets, many earthen pots of different sizes, many jars of wine, many jars of olive oil, and a large amount of grain and smoked at... In addition, we acquired six large chests full of Dinar (silver coins) and two large chests full of Ore (gold coins). Because ti is tight, we haven’t had a chance to count in detail. However, these supplies are only those taken from the Pompeii town hall, treasury, temple, and the hos of captured wealthy individuals; we haven’t searched the city’s shops and port warehouses yet!"
"That’s already quite a lot!" Maximus, who was initially tired, suddenly beca spirited, excitedly speaking without reserve: "We’re really hitting it big this ti!"
"Hitting it big?" Volenus didn’t understand the aning of this phrase.
Maximus was too lazy to explain, thinking of another issue: "We’ve gained so many supplies, Pigeris’s transport convoy might have to make several trips, and there’s not enough space to store everything at the camp..."
The transport convoy led by Pigeris didn’t set out with the troops last night. After all, driving carts at night easily leads to incidents and makes it easy to be detected. If the Pompeians beca alerted, the surprise attack could have likely failed, so Maximus initially planned for them to be notified to co over the day after securing Pompeii.
"Leader, why not just establish Pompeii as the new camp?" Volenus suggested.
"Well..." Maximus tapped his fingers on the long wooden table before him. While Volenus’s suggestion was very tempting to him, the special nature of the Supply Camp made him have to consider more: "This would require discussions with Spartacus, Cross, unless they are willing to move here, otherwise it’s very difficult to station the Supply Camp so far from the main forces..."
As Maximus was pondering, Flantinus walked in: "Leader Maximus, you were looking for ?"
"Yes." Maximus observed the old man in front of him. Three months of life with the rebel army had washed away much of his worn-out deanor. Even though he had been busy since last night and hadn’t rested, he still appeared energetic, most importantly, there was a newfound respect in his eyes for Maximus.
"Casius Flantinus," Maximus solemnly stated loudly: "Given your many contributions to the Supply Camp, I have decided—you’re appointed as the military officer! In future, you’ll handle the military affairs of the Supply Camp, but you don’t have the authority to mobilize or command the army."
Flantinus understood; this was a position akin to a camp officer in the Roman Army. He was sowhat excited about it. Having lived in such an operation and order similar to the Roman Camp for three months and supervising the Guard’s training every day, he had garnered so sense of belonging to the Supply Camp, but outside of supervising training and offering so suggestions, he couldn’t do much more for the Supply Camp, nor fully integrate into the team. Now, Maximus granted him real power, resolving his inner regret.
"Thank you, Leader!" Flantinus gratefully said.
"You can select five individuals from the military advisory group to be your assistants," Maximus said earnestly: "Among them, there must be literate and nurate people. In the future, detailed records must be kept of the experiences of Guard soldiers and team officers. After every battle, the soldiers’ achievents must also be recorded... All these have to be archived, do you understand?"
Flantinus was a bit dazed. This requirent seed even higher than that in the Roman Army! There were indeed two literate comrades in the military advisory group, but it might be difficult to et Maximus’s requirent. Capito could probably do it, but he had already beco the chief of the military warehouse...
Maximus saw that Flantinus did not respond and understood his dilemma. Due to Flantinus’s own illiteracy, he was actually not very suitable for the position of military officer.
However, Maximus had observed him for so long, finding that he was, firstly, soone who valued relationships and commitnts. Otherwise, when Sula’s large army reached the city, while many Marius veterans chose to avoid the confrontation knowing they would fail, he chose to face it head-on. He had a very good relationship with the soldiers in the army slaves, and even the proud Capito respected him quite a bit. It was said that he often helped his comrades in the slave camp in Ro... People who value relationships often tend to be loyal. Secondly, he was diligent and steadfast in his work. The military training of the Guard had continued for three months, so military advisory group mbers had almost beco statues on the training ground, yet he was still shouting at poorly trained soldiers every day, showing his seriousness and persistence. Managing military affairs requires a doer who is pragmatic... It was precisely because of these reasons that Maximus shared so of the military power he painstakingly held, giving it to Flantinus.
There was really no other way. When the Guard only had one or two hundred n, he could manage them easily. But once the number of soldiers exceeded 500, the affairs of the army increased, especially after taking Pompeii, the military affairs beca more complex. As the leader of the Supply Camp, he couldn’t focus all his energy on handling military affairs, so he needed soone to share the burden, which ant power had to be delegated.
Maximus even considered administrative affairs.
When he first appointed Volenus as the clerk, it was initially only to record the situation in the Supply Camp, so that Maximus could access it at any ti. But later, it turned into various departnt heads compiling reports to Volenus, who then reported to Maximus. Moreover, sotis to save ti, Maximus directly sent Volenus with his opinions to solve so issues of the subordinate departnts, and even let him be responsible for adult education within the Supply Camp...
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