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Updated: August 31, 2025
"Thou didst give the leadership explicitly into my hands and into those of Patrokles," answered Tutmosis. "But when the holy Mentezufis came we had to yield to him, for he is our superior." The prince thought that the seizure of Tehenna was in every case purchased with surpassing misfortunes.
The prince is too young for that office, too passionate and inexperienced. Can we recognize him as the equal of Patrokles, who has trampled the Ethiopians and the Libyans in twenty battles? Or can we place him at the side of Nitager, whose name alone brings pallor to our northern and eastern enemies?" The pharaoh rested his head on his hand, meditated, and said,
In time of review the warriors of thy regiments are as silent as palm-trees, and do not go from the barracks. As to the worthy Patrokles, he drinks and curses all day from vexation." So the prince had not been in disfavor, or if he had been the disfavor was ended. This thought acted on Ramses like a goblet of good wine.
From the division commanded by Patrokles came an increasing uproar, and higher than the hill dense rolls of dark smoke were rising. An officer from Pentuer ran to the prince reporting that the Libyan camp had been fired by the Greek regiments. "Force the centre!" cried Ramses.
The blood rushed to Ramses' head. Then Musawasa was here and escaped? "Hei! whoso has the best horse, follow me!" "Well," said Patrokles, laughing, "that sheep-stealer himself will bleat now!" Pentuer stopped the way to the prince. "It is not for thee to hunt fugitives, worthiness." "What?" cried the heir.
"Then the enemy is there, near the highway?" "Yes, the invincible Nitager himself." It seemed in that moment that the heir to the throne had gone mad. His lips were contorted, his eyes were starting out of their sockets. He drew his sword, rushed to the Greeks, and cried, "Follow me against those who bar the road to us." "O heir, live forever!" cried Patrokles, who drew his sword also.
The blood rushed to the prince's head again, but Pentuer, who stood there always behind him, whispered, "Be silent, for the sake of the gods, be silent." But Patrokles had no adviser, so he continued, "From this moment we lose forever, not only the confidence of others, but also that of our own people.
With this object he disposed his army on the northern side of the valley and divided it into three corps. The right wing, that which extended most toward Libya, was led by Patrokles, who was to cut off the invaders from their own town of Glaucus. The left wing, that nearest to Egypt, commanded by Mentezufis, was to stop the Libyans from advancing.
Meanwhile on the southern heights the battle ceased and two of the largest Libyan divisions laid down their arms before the Greek regiments. The valiant Patrokles, in consequence of the heat, as he said himself of ardent drink, as thought others barely held himself in the saddle. He rubbed his tearful eyes, and turned to the prisoners.
Then from afar on the right wing were heard sounds of trumpets, and shouts repeated frequently. That was the unterrified Patrokles; drunk since daylight, he was attacking the rear guard of Libya. "Charge!" said the prince. Immediately that order was repeated by one, two, ten trumpets, and after a moment the Egyptian companies pushed out from all the ravines.
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