Before AD [Babylonian Favorites]

"I said I want to be alone later!" I yelled at him uncontrollably, and found that my tone was too harsh, so I had to cover my head with my hands again.

"Can you stop staying here, it's annoying."

Fortunately, Seleucus' voice didn't sound again. After a while, when I raised my head again, he was gone, leaving only a string of footprints in the snow drifting away from me.

With Amyntas dead, there was nothing to tie Alexander's hands in this battle.Also because his death was so heroic, he shouted God bless Alexander in front of all the soldiers, and jumped off the high wall desperately with spears full of enemy soldiers. Alexander was out of anger that day, and he personally led the guards as the vanguard The troops sneaked through the rivers that dried up in winter, and opened the city gate to meet the rest of the troops.The [-] enemy soldiers in the city of Hiropoli let him forcefully remove one-third before giving up.

These things are what I heard from others later.It's just that General Ptolemy, who had always been side by side with Alexander, did not appear for the first time in Alexander's team that day.

It was evening when I saw Alexander, and I planned to go out to fetch water to inquire about Hephaistion, but I saw a man riding a horse towards this side, looking like a blood man. Generally, dirty mess.

I took a look at that man's mount, why does it look like a bull's head?

He got closer and closer, and finally stopped not far from me.

"Your Majesty?" I dropped the kettle in my hand and hurried to his side.

He turned his head and looked at me in a daze, showing his beautiful white teeth.The blood trickled down the corners of the clothes and onto the snow-white ground drop by drop, like flowers blooming enthusiastically.

Then he slumped off his horse without warning.

I caught him, and I wanted to give him a firm hug or something, but the two of them fell together in the snowdrift in an ugly way.He was too heavy, and with that armor, it hurt my chest.I got up and wiped his face with my sleeve, and found that he had a wound on his forehead and a little fever, so I immediately helped him up.

Just when I was worrying about how to drag him in, Alexander suddenly had more hands behind him, and it was his bodyguard Melanie.

He put Alexander's left arm on his shoulder, stood up, and his dark green eyes swept over me: "Is this your tent? Can your majesty..."

"Stop talking nonsense, come in quickly." I took his other arm, and the two of them moved Alexander into the tent.

Naishi was in a daze in the tent. When he saw us helping Alexander in, his eyes lit up and he tried to get close to him.

"He's in a coma, don't talk to him, Naixi." I said angrily, "Go and call the medical officer."

He glared at me very unwillingly, turned his head three times and walked away.

Melanie and I cleaned Alexander briefly, and found a scary-looking wound on the back of his neck, which was bleeding slightly.

"Your Majesty has always been very energetic when he came back. I don't know why, but he couldn't hold on until he came here." Melanie walked around anxiously, "We thought he was not injured, and Iris God of War blesses you. He is the bravest hero of Macedonia, and this is the first time I have seen him become like this, he..."

I used my fingers as a comb to smooth his hair.

I don't know what he was thinking.He is so strong, how could he show weakness in front of others?Alexander the Great was always talking and laughing.He is such a person, always pushing himself to the myth.

"Where is Lord Hephaestion?" I asked.

"Oh, General Hephaistion, he was always by His Majesty's side, as well as General Antigonus and General Lucinmarcus. But just now, His Majesty suddenly accelerated and left everyone behind, everyone laughed As soon as he won the battle, he was overjoyed. Who knew he was injured... Ah, I'm so confused. If General Hephaestion hadn't told me to follow His Majesty closely, I'm afraid I wouldn't know what happened by now... ..." Melanie scratched her hair angrily.

"Don't tell anyone else."

Alexander's weak voice suddenly sounded, which surprised us both to look back at him at the same time.He moved his eyelids and opened his blue eyes, which seemed to be covered in a thick layer of fog and had not yet focused.He fumbled to sit up, but there was nothing behind him to support him, so I sat down and let him lean against me.

He repeated slowly and clearly, "Melanie, don't tell anyone I'm hurt, you hear me?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. But the injury..."

"You go down first, and when the medical officer comes, I will tell him myself."

Melanie came back to his senses, saluted Alexander respectfully, and then retreated outside the door.

After the broken-mouthed Melanie left, we were the only ones left in the tent, and there was a strange silence.Alexander leaned feebly against me, rubbed his eyes, and looked around.

"Why am I here?"

"Don't move." I wiped the blood on his neck with a clean cotton cloth, and said, "Your Majesty doesn't even know, and it's even more impossible for me to know."

Alexander froze for a moment, showing a pale smile.However, he didn't change his movements and still let me hold him.

After a while, he finally couldn't hold it any longer, closed his eyes shallowly, as if he was extremely tired, buried his head in a comfortable position and nestled against my chest.His slightly hot body temperature was pressed against me, and his breath, which was as soft as the blond hair, rose and fell along his chest.

My hand holding the fabric stopped in mid-air, and after a pause, I put it on his waist.

According to historical records, Alexander the Great loved drinking, riding horses, killed people happily, and attacked cities neatly. He has always been a ruthless character.But what is not recorded in the historical data is the appearance of this young hero who reluctantly avoided others and fell asleep quietly after the victory.He may have already understood that no matter how fragile and vulnerable he is, he is still strong in my heart.I just give him a hug and encourage him to keep going, just like he once gave me.

When he finally learned to bury his feelings for Hephaistion in his heart and kept him at a respectful distance, when he finally got used to my company and care, I scolded him, told him how much I hated his dream, and Tell him I've decided to leave him.

But this is already too much.

He will never give up his dream for me, just as I will never understand that he can completely conquer the world with violence.

He was still sound asleep.

I supported him, lowered my head, and touched his forehead lightly.

"My Alexander."

Just said this in a low voice, and there was no more sound.

I laid him flat, covered the quilt, and watched him calmly.

If ever there was a chance for me to express this unreal love myself, maybe this is the moment.But I still cowardly chose to remain silent.

My Alexander, you are free at last.

After a while, Melanie brought in the medical officer to treat Alexander's wounds.I handed him the cleaned armor, and he put it on one by one, and he returned to his original radiant look.

"Bagos, thank you." Before leaving, he gave me a deep look, and took Melanie out the door.

"What will his future fate be?" I asked Nessi next to me.

"I don't know." He replied with a calm voice, "Thrilling, or plain, only Amon can understand the experience of the people... Where are you going?"

I didn't look back: "Go out for a walk."

I originally wanted to inquire about Hephaestion.According to my observation, he has never left the ruby ​​ring, which is really troublesome.In this case, you can't get it unless you wait until he takes a bath.But I don’t know where or when he usually takes a bath, especially during the march, Alexander’s plan changes at any time, and Hephaistion’s tent is not fixed anywhere, let alone other things.But fortunately, because of the danger of climbing the mountains in snowy weather, Alexander decided to escape the winter in these cities, and he will probably rest in Silopoli for a period of time.

In the winter night, the strong wind was like a knife. I lowered my head to calculate and walked forward in a hurry. I accidentally bumped into the oncoming person.

"Go away!"

A loud shout interrupted my thoughts.I looked up and saw Ptolemy with a beard.He didn't wear a robe, just a suit of armor, his eyes were red, even his nose was red, and his usual messy yellow-haired lion head was blown badly by the wind.

When he saw me, he didn't react much. He was about to go over, but I stopped him.

"Lord Ptolemy, this is..."

Only then did I realize that he was still holding a rein in his hand, and behind him was a war horse, which was immediately carrying a person.The man hung from the horse like a sack, his arms hanging at the side, swaying with the horse's movements.

Ptolemy said, "This is Amin."

"General Amin..." I felt uncomfortable for a while, "My lord, I admire him, he is a hero with backbone."

"Hero?" Ptolemy murmured with a bewildered expression, "I'm going to take him to Alexander, he shouldn't just leave like this. This stinky guy was supposed to be a court harpist, marry a beautiful wife and have a baby." A lot of children, and then when they are old, drink with me and brag, and finally lie on the bed and die. This is his life. How is this bastard like a hero? Bah! Iris is really blind, not to mention others, I'm a fucking . . . I'm a fucking hero more than he is."

I smelled heavily of alcohol on him.

Ptolemy turned his head slowly, looked at me, his long eyes were wide open: "We both skipped class together, we were punished together, we chased the same girl and scolded the same officer, he said he admired Alexander the most, so I will Said that I hate him the most, for more than ten years, this bastard has often fought and quarreled with me... I just watched him jump from such a high place with my own eyes."

The tough guy looked sideways at the horseman without blinking, but tears rolled down his face.

"My mother... just watched Amin jump off with my own eyes."

I don't know how to comfort him, but he is so emotional now that he will inevitably have a quarrel when he sees Alexander.Alexander was injured and out of strength. This situation is really not good.

"My lord, that was his choice." I said, "You should be happy for him, he has become what he wanted to be."

Ptolemy still swayed forward: "No matter what, I just hope that Alexander will not forget the people who died for him."

I followed him, and when I was about to walk to the meeting tent, I saw a group of people in front of me.When I got closer, I realized that Kassander was at the front, followed by a group of people, with black hair, yellow skin, and slender eyes. They looked like Central Asians, but they were not Persian.

Seeing us, Kassander looked surprised: "Ptolemy, what are you doing here at this time, and who is the person on it?"

Ptolemy didn't answer, but asked instead, "Who are these people?"

"Oh, they," Kassander lazily raised his finger and hooked his mouth, "They are the envoys of Scythia, Alexander asked me to take them there. He has been really lucky recently, no, yes The beauty delivered it to the door in person."