Rubl & Gressil
Π― ΡΡΡ ΠΈΠ·ΡΡΠ°Π», ΠΊΠ°ΠΊ ΡΡΡΠ΅ΠΊΡΠΈΠ²Π½ΡΠ΅ Π»ΠΈΠ½ΠΈΠΈ ΡΠ½Π°Π±ΠΆΠ΅Π½ΠΈΡ ΠΈ ΡΠ°ΡΠΏΡΠ΅Π΄Π΅Π»Π΅Π½ΠΈΠ΅ ΡΠ΅ΡΡΡΡΠΎΠ² ΠΌΠ΅Π½ΡΠ»ΠΈ Ρ
ΠΎΠ΄ ΠΈΡΡΠΎΡΠΈΡΠ΅ΡΠΊΠΈΡ
ΠΎΡΠ°Π΄. ΠΠ΅ ΡΠ°ΡΡΠΊΠ°ΠΆΠ΅ΡΡ, ΠΊΠ°ΠΊ ΡΡ ΠΎΠ±Π΅ΡΠΏΠ΅ΡΠΈΠ²Π°Π΅ΡΡ ΡΠ²ΠΎΠΈΡ
Π±ΠΎΠΉΡΠΎΠ² Π²ΡΠ΅ΠΌ Π½Π΅ΠΎΠ±Ρ
ΠΎΠ΄ΠΈΠΌΡΠΌ ΠΈ Π³ΠΎΡΠΎΠ²ΠΈΡΡ ΠΊ Π±ΠΎΡ?
Supply lines are the lifeblood of a siege. I keep a strict schedule: scouts run ahead to secure routes and find forage, while my quartermaster stocks grain and salted meats in sealed drums. I never allow a soldier to go without a ration, and I divide the camp into shifts so the cooks can work in cycles, keeping the stew hot. When the enemy blocks a road, I reroute our carts through a known side trail and make sure every unit has a designated pack mule. Discipline is keyβno one leaves the line without a pack. Itβs simple: secure the route, stock in advance, ration carefully, and never let a soldier go hungry. If the men know their needs will be met, they fight like iron.