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Post by Pharaoh Sabé on Jan 21, 2008 7:11:35 GMT -5
The noise could be heard for miles around. It was like the regular beat of millions of drums, but there were none. It was the sound of a million men, horses and elephants all marching in time with each other. They had crossed the border into Persia the previous day and had already had a town surrender to them. The amount of men the town had garrisoned wouldn't even have been able to scratch the surface of the Egyptian army before they were annihilated, so it was the most sensible choice.
The day was coming to a close and it was beginning to get dark. Sabé ordered the army to halt and make camp here. There would be sentries on guard all night, never in a group of less than a hundred men - Sabé was taking no risks. He sat in his tent, pouring over the maps and charts before him, making sure that the route he was taking was the best one. They were headed for the Capital, but Sabé wanted to meet the Persians in open battle, without any inherant advantages or disadvantages, so he could see exactly how good they were in combat. Sabé smiled as he stowed the maps and charts away and lay down to sleep, armour still on and his weapons next to his bed.
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Post by Cyrus II on Jan 22, 2008 20:44:14 GMT -5
A soldier came and warned the king of an invasion is coming by the Egyptian Army, the king then order everyone to defend the palace and the city, though the king is still unsure how many Egyptian soldiers are coming. ((Mod: As stated in the last e-mail, everyone must post at least 5 lines )
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Post by Pharaoh Sabé on Feb 3, 2008 12:43:52 GMT -5
OOC: I thought I should recycle so I continued this thread instead of making a new one... IC: Sabé sat in what was the Governor of Jerusalem's house, or at least had been, Sabé assumed he was dead or escaped now as he was nowhere to be found. On the table before him were the approximate losses of both the Egyptian army and the Persian one, he rubbed his eyes and read Egypt's losses again; 300,000 Infantry killed, 10,000 cavalry killed, 20,000 chariots killed, 30,000 elephants killed. 50,000 Infantry wounded, 5,000 cavalry wounded, 1,000 chariots wounded, 2,000 elephants wounded - unable to fight. Sabé took a deep breath - too many had been killed, the death toll was staggering, he moved the papyrus with the estimated Persian losses on; 850,000 slaves killed, 150,000 captured; 5,000 city guard had been captured; 215,000 Immortals killed. Total deaths numbered nearly one and a half million men in a single battle - how many would have died by the end of the war? Sabé was tempted to go home to Memphis, but then what would all those men have died for? Nothing. No, he would not return to Memphis, he would not go home to Egypt at all until this war was over - preferably with the Persian threat eliminated. "General, take all the food you can, but leave enough for these people to survive - we are Egyptians, we have a rich agriculture and thus none of my subjects should be starving. We will leave the wounded here to be tended, along with 50,000 infantrymen to hold the city. The rest of the army will move out in a few days, once they've gained some well-earned rest." Sabé said, beginning to stand before wincing and falling back into the chair - he himself had been wounded by a spear thrown over some distance. It was unknown who had done it but Sabé had his suspicions. Fortunately it had only cut the side of his left arm, he would have a scar there for the rest of his life but at least he could still use it, if it had gone into the middle of his arm it would have cut straight through and he probably would have lost use of it. "Captain," Sabé said, speaking to the captian of his scouts, "Find out where they have retreated to and report back to me with the name, location, defensive strength and number of defenders of their retreat point." "Yes, Pharaoh." Sabé siged as the man left, now he was alone with his pain and his thoughts. Looking to the left of the table he saw some Silphium that had been brought to him; 'It won't help the healing, only time and the stiches that are already in can do that. However, it can help with the pain.' Sabé picked it up, feeling the plant that had saved countless people from pain before, but he put it back where it had been. Silphium may help with pain, but Sabé wanted to keep the pain as it reminded him to be more careful, next time it could be his neck, rather than his arm.
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Post by Ramses on Feb 3, 2008 13:35:55 GMT -5
Since the battle of Jerusalem were over and the news of Egypt had won, the nephew of the Pharaoh had decided to come and see what happened to the east. On his white horse he rode together with an escort threw the desert land, but when the sight of the city were seen in distance, it showed great casualties on the ground. All over many dead laid in piles, as the wounded were taken care of inside.
It was a sight he in shock looked at long, but after some time of recover he hurried himself down the hill until he reached the city of Jerusalem. By the sight of him, the people quickly knew who he was. Threw out the city, words was being shouted about his arrival. Thought as he came closer to were the Pharaoh rested, he dismounted the horse he rode upon. Soon as he did so, the servants came to take care of his horse but with a smile he thanked them. Together his escort followed, but with graceful steps they walked to were the Pharaoh lingered.
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Post by Pharaoh Sabé on Feb 4, 2008 14:58:49 GMT -5
A messenger ran into the room, panting slightly, "Pharaoh, your nephew, Ramses has arrived, he's heading towards the House right now." Sabé looked out of the window and saw that his nephew had wasted no time, he was already at the House. His escort waited outside as Ramses walked into the House. "Welcome to my temporary home, the old Governor's House. It's good to see a family face around here at last, many of the men are not what you would call delighted with my invasion of Persia, they've lost friends, family and many have nearly lost themselves too but the Persians have it just as badly, maybe worse - they have lost over a million men.
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Post by Mathias on Feb 4, 2008 16:14:26 GMT -5
Mathias also found himself in the Holy City. He had been there during the invasion and during the battle. He sat outside the great hall of the Governor of Jerusalem. He simply stood there and ran a wet cloth over his scimitars. He had all of his weapons laid out on the stairs of the house, simply cleaning them in no particular order to anyone but himself. Mathias held his scimitar in his hands and ran his cloth over it, removing the stains of blood. Mathias could not account for all of the slaves and Immortals that he had killed in the fight. He had sustained a minor injury on his left side, but it was nothing that concerned him because it had already stopped bleeding. Mathias had not brought his shield into the combat and therefore was a little more exposed with two scimitars instead of with a scimitar and a shield. Either way, Mathias was an effective warrior. Mathias had nothing more to do than to wait for the next orders of the Pharaoh.
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Post by Ramses on Feb 4, 2008 20:54:00 GMT -5
When Ramses saw the relative he knew in distance, he smiled by seeing him still alive and in good health. The words Pharaoh spoke when he came over, was both sad and good news for Egypt. Many had died in the battle who was fought, but still great losses it had caused Persia more then their own. A long war it would be by taking all of Persia, as miles it stretched, thought the bigger an empire was the weaker its defenses were. Deeply Ramses bowed before the Pharaoh in respect, as a great ruler he had become by."Greetings brother of my father, your victory brings news all the way to Egypt. You surely have been given us hope for freedom, specially by destroying their army of millions."He said with kind words, thinking it was impressive what his close relative had done.
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Post by Pharaoh Sabé on Feb 10, 2008 11:12:23 GMT -5
"Their army may have been defeated, but they certainly are not. They still have well over half a million men now defending Tyre, but I am glad that this victory brings hope to the people." Sabé replied, "I was going to send you a message, but it seems you have arrived before I sent it." Sabé stood up, ignoring the sharp pain in his arrm as he pushed himself up. "It regards something very important that needs doing, and would best be done by family."
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