Deadly enemies duke it out for control of the Persian throne in Iggulden’s latest historical adventure (The Abbot’s Tale, 2018, etc.).
It’s 401 B.C.E, and King Darius tells his eldest son, Artaxerxes, that one day he must murder his younger brother, Cyrus, when the old man dies. It’s what Darius himself did—it’s what Persian kings did to gain and safeguard their thrones. But the adult Cyrus “knew he had been born loyal” and accepts that he will never be king. So matters get most unbrotherly when Darius dies and the new “god-emperor” Artaxerxes orders his brother executed despite the latter’s protestations of loyalty. Their mother puts a stop to the immediate fratricide, but soon the two enemies gather armies to do battle. The king’s massive array of troops vastly outnumbers that of the underdog Cyrus, who has Spartans, Persians, Greeks, camp followers, scant gold for his mercenaries, and desperately little food. Copious amounts of blood flow and many heads roll in scenes of vicious violence and betrayal. Readers might not want to get too attached to any favorite character, because no one’s fate is guaranteed. There are no dull moments in the tale, because in between battles, Cyrus’ army struggles to live off the land and survive the heat, “a living thing, a tongue of flame that flickered and pressed among the marching men.” Meanwhile, the war cost Artaxerxes “unimaginable sums in gold.” But he is determined: One man will win, and the other “will feed the kites and crows. It is just the way of things.” Valiant Spartans rip into Persian ranks, but the Persians simply replace their dead with an apparently endless supply of fresh troops. This is a well-researched tale of heroism and hardship, honor and betrayal in which anyone’s life can disappear with a filth-tipped arrow or the slash of a kopis.
Exciting fare, a yarn well-spun.