Before AD [Babylonian Favorites]

I was left as a captive in the city of Hiiropoli for many days.The temporary cell was on the second floor of a tall building in the city, and it was dilapidated.Through the window, you can see the main road of Silopoli and the looming snow-capped mountains in the distance.Since I couldn't leave the cell, I had to draw a line to mark the date every day.

Alexander seems to have been silent for a while, and he hasn't heard much from him.I only heard the occasional chatter of the soldiers guarding outside, saying that Kassander was released after being whipped and continued to be his general.

I couldn't help kicking the wall fiercely, what a fucking wolf-hearted beast!

The snow fell more and more frequently, and the whole city seemed to be covered with a layer of pure white clothes overnight.There are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road, only three or two soldiers are constantly clearing the snow.Although the cell was very dilapidated, but fortunately it was clean, and there were bedding to keep out the cold.The morning light was not clear, and the snow was blindingly white. While looking out through the gap in the window, I used stones to draw the 13th vertical line on the wall.

Suddenly, there was a melodious and loud horn sound from afar.

Several soldiers who had been dozing off against the outer wall were awakened, and stood up one after another, holding the swords around their waists and patrolling around.I threw down the stone and looked outside, and I heard someone shouting outside: "There is a war, and there will be another war!"

Soon, both sides of the avenue in the city were crowded with people, and a small group of soldiers quickly dispersed to maintain order.Not long after, there was another blast of horns.A black steed bears the brunt and enters through the city gate, followed by several white horses.From this direction, all they could see was their gleaming armor and golden hair.Infantry, cavalry, archers and archers were fully armed and appeared in formation one after another.The morning light shone through the mist, and there were not many cheers, most people just stopped quietly to watch.

"It's war again, really, it's hard to rest for two days!"

The complaints of the guards sounded outside the house.

"Fortunately, we are the guards, otherwise we would have to run around again. Sigh, is the east really rich? Why does Central Asia become more and more desolate as we go east? If we go a little further, we may not even see a single person."

"I've come here, and I'm not reconciled to seeing it in the east, but Sogdian's resistance is also tenacious enough."

"Sogdia? Didn't the nobles of Sogdia surrender?"

"But there are still civil rebels. I don't know what happened. They attacked suddenly a few days ago. His Majesty sent General Lucien Marcus to suppress them, but they failed!"

I stared intently at the receding team until they were all out of sight.

"What's the matter? Iris, these cowards in Sogdian don't dare to fight us openly, they only make small moves in secret, what kind of men! Well, but their women are quite hot, a few days ago I saw a few among the captives, tsk tsk, beauties..."

"Hey, don't talk about it, go to eat and eat, I haven't slept all night, I can finally have a good rest."

After the handover of the chatting soldiers, they laughed and walked away with their shoulders crossed.

Unexpectedly, it took them half a month to leave this time.

The spontaneously formed rebel army is like fleas with strong vitality, multiplying and emerging, and running around the entire Bactria region. Although it has not yet twisted into a force that can be directly contested, it is enough to make the elephant of the Macedonian Expeditionary Army feel anxious.The wounded were sent back in batches, but the news of the triumphant return has not been received for a long time. Some people even secretly circulated that a small team of Alexander crossed the river forcibly in order to avoid the Sogdian enemy in the process of exploring the road. The arrows annihilated the whole army.For a while, people were panicked.

Two days later, even part of the guards were pulled out to support.

It made me feel uncomfortable, there were no soldiers outside to talk to, and I had no way of knowing what was going on with them.

I was still recovering from my injuries and started having insomnia all night long.In the middle of the night, my throat was itchy, and I sat up and coughed muffled.The guards outside were swearing and cursing.

I remember that I had read the script materials, and it seemed that Sogdia was really surrendered before Alexander decided to marry Roxana.Roxana was 16 years old at the time, but now it is 329 BC, and Roxana is [-] or [-] years old. That is to say, it will take at least another two years before the war against the Sogdian rebel army is truly won.

In two years, compared with Alexander's rapid capture in front of him, this is probably the most difficult war won by India before the first battle!

I was leaning against the window and thinking wildly, when I saw someone coming up and shouting: "Hurry up, hurry up, everyone who has nothing to do, the camp is in urgent need of first aid!"

Immediately there were complaints everywhere: "What are you doing, I don't let anyone sleep, it's been a few days!"

The soldiers were complaining, and suddenly another person came up and said: "The order from above is that the captives and slaves can't just eat and drink, and wear handcuffs and anklets. You guys, drive them over to help!"

The mist turns white, a magnificent world of ice and snow.Walking down the tall building, I looked up at the sky and took a deep breath.After being imprisoned for a month, he finally saw the light of day.The prisoners of war were organized into a long procession and slowly moved towards the camp.The guards urged angrily, and many people couldn't help but look this way.

As soon as I arrived at the camp, I was shocked by the horror.

Unlike the bloody battlefield full of killing horror, this place is more like a hell swept by pain and misery.Because there were not enough tents, a large number of wounded were lying on the ground in the open air, and there were large and small bonfires everywhere, but these weak fires were far from enough to keep warm.The smell of blood filled the entire camp, and the contrast between the dark red blood and the white snow was intense and glaring.Weeping and moaning sounded one after another, and an atmosphere of despair enveloped the place, as if they... had been abandoned by this world.

The boy curled up at his feet had a broken arm, his face was covered in mud, and he could no longer be seen. The broken bone was bloody and bloody, and no one had time to bandage him.His mind was blurred, and the chanting in his mouth was very weak, but it didn't stop.

I quickly squatted down to clean his wound, and was about to wrap him with gauze when he suddenly grabbed me with his left hand, his lips squirmed, and wept softly.

I put down the gauze and leaned over to listen.

"Mom...what should I do...Mom...I don't want to kill anyone anymore..."

He repeated it over and over, refusing to stop.It's as if this sentence is his light of hope, as long as he doesn't stop, he can be saved.

"Go and take care of the person next to you, and leave him alone." A voice suddenly came from behind, and I turned around to see that it was a medical officer.

"But at least the wound must be bandaged..."

"He's dying, he won't last for a few days and he's sure to die." The medical officer didn't wrinkle his brows, and said while quickly administering medicine to the patient at hand, "The wound was not treated in time, and it was too late to send it back, in such cold weather He is prone to frostbite. And he is a mercenary, so don't worry about it."

I was taken aback: "Mercenary?"

"Well, it's the army that Macedonia forcibly conscripted from other countries that it conquered. The general scouts and the first platoon soldiers are such guys. No one cares about their life and death, so it doesn't matter."

I froze for a moment and looked down at the boy.Light brown hair, immature eyebrows and eyes, pale lips from the cold, the trembling from his hands is so clear.I slowly took his hand away, turned around, and helped another wounded man.

A spear suddenly fell behind me, the sound of flesh and blood tearing into my ears without warning, and the boy's whispers were fleeting.

A pair of feet wearing cowhide boots walked over slowly, and the brown-haired man in silver armor squatted down and gently placed his hand on the boy's heart.

"Son, you are a hero."

He comforted him tenderly.

The boy's shaking pupils finally stopped moving, and he slowly bent his eyes, revealing a peaceful smile.

I seem to see another Alexander, his eyes are no longer warm, but firm, without any waves, even if he kills, he is so righteous.

"General Hephaistion!"

The surrounding soldiers shouted.

As soon as he turned his head, his blue pupils swept across my line of sight.He pulled out his spear, stood up, and the blood dripped down like bright red petals.

"Where there is death, there will also be hope. Don't let the blood of heroes be shed in vain, and don't let the hope we chase escape from the palm of our hand!"

he said.

Hephaestion's words were immediately echoed by many people.I didn't bother to look at him anymore, I lowered my head and continued to wipe the wound for the wounded.

Sure enough, as I expected, Alexander led the whole army to fight against the Sogdian rebel army, and Hephaestion was appointed as the interim governor to stay at the base camp in Hiropoli.For him now, Hephaestion was more reliable than anyone else, and he would never tolerate leaving a wolf behind him who could bite back at any time.

Hephaistion walked up to me and seemed to want to say something to me, but he paused and walked away.

"Two years."

He stopped and turned to look at me: "What did you say?"

I raised my head and smiled: "Your Majesty, this war will take two years to finish."

"How do you know?" He frowned.

"Two years later, he will arrive in India, he will marry Roxana, and he will experience his first defeat in his life..."

Hephaestion's eyes widened, he came over and picked me up, and said in a low voice, "You're crazy! What nonsense are you talking about?!"

"I swear in the name of the god Zeus." I gradually restrained my smile and raised my left hand, "General, none of my words are lies."

Hephaistion obviously didn't expect that I would swear on the gods, and he was stunned for a moment.But there was a cold light in those big eyes, and he looked at me suspiciously, then turned his head and said, "Come with me."

He led me around seven times and eight times into a small tent.

Before I could see clearly the dark environment in the house, he punched me heavily.Then there was the sound of the long sword being drawn out of its sheath. In a flash, the cold blade was already pressed against my neck.

"Bagoss, have you had enough fun?"

Hephaestion's punch was quite ruthless, and the severe pain came like a storm, and I couldn't even speak for a moment.

"It's fine that you like him. I'm glad someone likes him and loves him. You can't take it too far, though."

He was really angry. Although the tone of his speech remained the same, he bit every word very hard, like magma constantly tumbling underground.

He twisted his wrist and moved the sword slowly to my chest: "If you use this love to distract him, to make him sad, to keep him from going on the right path, then sorry, Bagoss. I will replace him Remove this obstacle."