"Horace." Maximus looked at the plain-faced Roman veteran and reminded him in a deep voice, "I've assigned you five subordinates, not to have them follow you around to rescue the wounded, but to assist you in managing the entire tribe's medical affairs, overseeing all the doctors and nurses within the tribe.
If war breaks out, they will help you temporarily summon all the doctors and nurses from the tribe to rescue the wounded. You and your subordinates only need to supervise them and allocate personnel efficiently.
If multiple battles occur simultaneously, you can also personally appoint a doctor to serve as the temporary head of a medical camp for the aftermath of a specific battle... This is the role your Medical Department should play. Do you understand?"
"Oh..." Horace suddenly realized, but his face immediately clouded with concern. "But if that's the case, won't some people slack off and neglect to treat the patients?"
