"L. E. Modesitt - Corean Chronicles 5 - Cadmians Choice" - читать интересную книгу автора (Modesitt L E)

and install the local Cadmian cadre there. You're to have Third Battalion
ready to ride out a week from Octdi. You'll embark from the Elcien pier...."
Mykel listened as the colonel went on to outline the schedule and the details
of the embarkation plan.
"... and now you know what I do, Majer." Herolt stopped and looked at Mykel.
"Do we know to what degree the locals supported the rebels?"
"The local merchants and crafters were the ones who reported the rebel
activity and who requested assistance in establishing a large local patrol
force. The High Alec-tor was reluctant to create a large locally controlled
peacekeeping force, and that's why a local Cadmian gar┬-rison will be
established."
Mykel kept an attentive expression in place, walling away his consternation.
The ride from Southgate to Hyalt would take between two and three weeks.
Spring had be┬-gun two weeks earlier, and that meant he would have less than a
month to work with the new Cadmians before they began the ride to Hyaltт"and
that was if Third Battalion embarked on the Duarches' transport within the
week. Hyalt didn't sound that different from Dramur, except
that he wouldn't have to deal with a prison mine and in┬-dependent local
seltyrs. But then, he suspected there would be something else. There always
was.
As the most junior battalion commander, he had known that he would get the
least-agreeable deploy┬-ments and duties, but more than half the rankers in
Third Battalion were little more than recruits them┬-selves, and three of his
company commanders were ju┬-nior undercaptains.
"I did mention the sort of duties that would fall to Third Battalion, Majer,
did I not?"
"Yes, sir."
"Do you have any other questions?"
That was a perfunctory question, Mykel knew, because the colonel had already
indicated that he had provided all he knewт"or would say. Still... "If you
obtain any addi┬-tional information or briefing materials, sir, I would very
much appreciate being able to study them."
"Anything we get, Majer, you'll certainly see." Herolt smiled and stood. "I'm
expecting Majer Hersiod, to tell him about his assignment to Iron Stem."
With a nod, Mykel slipped out of the colonel's study and made his way to the
north wing of the building and his own, far smaller study. He did not see
Hersiod, and that was probably for the best. He also hadn't liked the al┬-most
casual way that the colonel had dismissed the high casualties inflicted on
Second Battalion, although the grassland nomad brigands were reported to be
far better horsemen than the mounted rifles. In the past, from what he
recalled, the Myrmidons had dealt with them, but it was clear that had
changed, and he doubted he would find out why any time soon, because Third
Battalion would have left Elcien before Second Battalion returned and the
colonel wasn't about to answer questions from Mykel that didn't pertain to
Third Battalion. Not for the first time, Mykel wished that he had access to
one of the ru┬-mored Tables of the alectors, the ones that were supposed to
show what happened anywhere on Corns.
While he waited for his officers, Mykel unrolled the maps until he found the
one that showed the southwestern areas of Coras, from Southgate to Soupat and
north to Krost and the west to Hafin. After unrolling the map and se┬-curing