As Esk kar watched, the clan’s sarrum paced his horse a few steps forward. He drew his sword and raised it high over his head. The bronze blade flashed golden in the sun, as the sarrum, taking his time, moved the sword from side to side, from horizon to horizon, three times. Then he lifted it toward the sky once again. He held it there for a few seconds, before lowering his arm until the blade pointed straight toward the tower where Esk kar stood.
The words just carried across the gap between them. Esk kar cocked his head to hear, but he understood them well enough.
Esk kar ignored the murmur that moved across the wall, as each man asked his companion what the words meant. Esk kar climbed onto the face of the tower, feet spread out and balanced precariously on the narrow ledge. The thickness of the tower’s wall tapered near the top and he barely had enough room to place his feet. Gatus grasped his captain’s belt from behind, keeping a firm grip on his leader.
Drawing his sword from its scabbard, Esk kar held it up to the sky for a long moment, whirled it three times around his head, then lowered the tip until it pointed directly at the Alur Meriki leader. Esk kar took a deep breath, and bellowed his response in the barbarian tongue, the harsh words echoing out over the empty plain between them.
The Great Chief thrust his sword once more up to the sky, sunlight again glinting off the blade, then drew it down, sheathed it, and turned his mount. Without a glance back, he put the horse to a gallop, his men wheeling their mounts around as they followed him, the grand standard waving in the breeze.
Esk kar watched as they rode back up the hill, crossed the top, and disappeared. Once vanished from sight, it was as if they had never existed.
He sheathed his blade, and jumped lightly down from the wall.
“What did he say?” Gatus couldn’t keep the curiosity out of his voice.
“What did you say? I heard your name.”
Men packed the top of the tower, his commanders, soldiers with their weapons, even a few villagers, fear showing on their faces. Everyone stared at him, mouths agape.
“He said, ‘I am Thutmose — sin, leader of the Alur Meriki.’ ” Esk kar shook his head in disbelief. “Somehow Thutmose — sin survived. How he managed that… the gods must favor him.”
Gatus stepped closer to his commander. “What else did he say?”
Esk kar took one last look at the empty hill before answering, raising his voice so that all could hear. “He said, ‘You fought bravely, but it is not yet finished. We will return another day.’ ”
Nervous whispers ran through the crowd at the threat, and Gatus had to lift his voice to be heard. “And your answer?”
“I told him I am Esk kar, son of Hogarthak, that I had repaid the Alur Meriki for my family’s blood, and never to come to these lands again.”
The soldiers nearby turned to repeat their captain’s words, breaking into cheers and yelling their approval. A smile crossed Esk kar’s face, though there was no warmth in his eyes. He lowered his voice, so that only Gatus could catch his words. “And I said I’ll be waiting for him.”
The End… Of the Beginning
Historical Footnote
And so began the era of walled cities. Others sprang up across the land, each fortifi ed with its own great wall and surrounded by farms and herds, each a center of local trade and industry. These cities contended with one another for supremacy for many thousands of years, with power shifting from one to another and back again. But less than seven hundred years after the battle of Orak, in approximately 2500 b.c.e., armies united under the ruler of the City of Akkad swept over all the lands to the south, occupied by those who called themselves Sumerians. The Akkadians defeated the Sumerians and ruled over them for many years. The Akkadians had achieved their victories primarily through the skill and strength of well — organized infantry, equipped with powerful bows, and trained in siege warfare. It was history’s first recorded use of an army of foot soldiers skilled in the use of the bow.
The land the Akkadians conquered and ruled became known to the western nations as Mesopotamia, the land between the rivers. Leading this first conquest was the first great king in recorded history. His name was Sargon and he built the world’s fi rst empire, uniting by conquest not only his own lands, but also the lands surrounding Mesopotamia. Eventually his son, also named Sargon, would extend the empire’s reach as far as the shores of the Mediterranean Sea to the west and India to the east. From these places, the influence and power of walled cities would spread to many new lands, including one that would come to be called Greece. The Greeks would learn much from their eastern neighbors, and build many walled cities of their own, one of which would be called Athens.
In the east, the great walled city of Akkad would endure for many, many generations, even after the shifting of the Tigris gave rise to an even greater city called Babylon that would raise its walls higher than any other.
But that is another story.
