Not long after, in the eastern border of the Persian Empire.
Thousands of soldiers gathered under the scorching sun. Some of them came from the hot plains, some from the cold mountains, using different weapons and speaking different dialects.
But at this moment, they all wore the same uniform and received the same training.
An inspector from the central government rode into the camp and called a meeting of officers at all levels.
"The King of Kings decrees that all soldiers must reach basic combat standards within one month."
The Inspector glanced at everyone and continued to read out Nadir Shah's orders.
"Archers must practice shooting 500 times a day, infantry must be able to carry a load and march 30 miles without falling behind, and cavalry must be proficient in mounted combat."
"Violators will be dealt with by military law."
After everyone received the order, an older officer took over with an embarrassed look on his face.
"Sir, these soldiers come from different nationalities, and many of them can't even speak the common language properly. How can we unify their command?"
"Does the King of Kings have any instructions?"
The Inspector sneered and put away the documents in his hand.
"Language is not a problem. The King of Kings knows your difficulties, so he will appoint special heralds to translate and convey orders."
"Besides, soldiers don't need to know too much. They just need to know basic instructions, how to obey and fight."
On the training ground, an archer demonstrated superb skills, repeatedly hitting the bull's eye from a hundred steps away.
The inspector nodded in appreciation: "Very good, such talents must be promoted."
"The King of Kings said that regardless of one's origin, those who are capable will be given important positions."
At this time, on the other side of the Persian Empire.
Huge granaries were under construction, with thousands of workers carrying heavy stones and timber.
Supervisors patrolled with whips, ensuring that everyone was doing their best and risking their lives on the job.
An imperial agricultural officer inspects grain reserves.
“How’s the wheat harvest this year?”
The granary manager replied respectfully, "Your Excellency, thanks to improvements to the irrigation system, this year's harvest has increased by 20% compared to last year, and will provide sufficient food for the army."
However, he did not hear the expected words of praise.
"It's not enough."
The agricultural officer actually shook his head.
"We need more food. We order farmers to plant twice as much grain this year and reduce the area planted for other crops. If they violate the rules, all their property will be confiscated."
When the supervisor heard this, he just widened his eyes in disbelief.
He knew exactly what that meant.
"But sir, if we only grow grains, other foods may be in short supply and our people will starve..."
The agricultural officer just glanced at him.
"The people can eat less, but the army's food supply must be guaranteed. This is the will of the King of kings."
"Besides, after the war is won, everyone will receive even greater rewards."
"Any more questions?"
The supervisor shook his head. "No, sir."
On the other side, at the seaport of the Persian Empire.
Hundreds of warships and transport ships are undergoing accelerated repair and modification.
Craftsmen worked day and night to strengthen the hull, patch up leaks, and replace rotten masts.
A senior shipbuilder pointed to a ship that was about to be completed and reported to the inspecting naval commander.
"This ship uses the latest design. Copper plates are added to the bottom of the ship to effectively prevent barnacles from adhering to the wood and damage. The sails are also made of more durable materials so that they can continue to sail in bad weather."
The admiral nodded with satisfaction.
"Well done. The King of Kings pays close attention to the construction of the fleet. He has clearly stated that our navy must be strong enough to control the entire Mediterranean Sea."
At this time, a young officer asked: "Sir, I heard that the King of Kings plans to build a floating bridge across the Hellespont?"
The general nodded and said, "Yes, this is an unprecedented great project."
“Although it is difficult, this is the will of the King of kings and we must accomplish it.”
"Our navy will also participate in this project and provide you with technical support and security guarantees."
"This time, we have more advanced technology and a more detailed plan."
"Tell the workers to speed up the process. I want to see a brand new fleet within a month."
On the other side, a large military depot on the Persian plateau.
Supplies from all over the empire are gathering here.
Weapons made of fine steel, ivory products imported from surrounding areas, exquisite carpets produced in Persia, and rare spices provided by Arab merchants.
A quartermaster is counting the incoming inventory.
"The 132nd batch of supplies includes 2,000 swords, 3,000 spears, 5,000 shields, and 60 bolts of tent cloth."
"besides......"
The assistant next to him reminded: "Sir, another batch of supplies has arrived."
The quartermaster nodded. "Okay, record this and tell the transport team to deliver these supplies to the northern granary tomorrow morning."
"The King of Kings requires us to ensure that every soldier has the appropriate equipment and that nothing is left out."
"Especially the weapons of the Immortal Army. We must ensure that they are using the best weapons in the empire."
The assistant nodded, then hesitated for a moment before speaking again, "Sir, some soldiers in remote areas are not used to using standardized equipment. What do you think? Should we let them use their own weapons?"
The quartermaster replied simply, "That's not a problem."
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