Reign of Abeakos
The Gathering
Summer of 272 BC
High King Abeakos gathers all riders that can be spared at Gava-Yazyga. Messengers are sent to Uspe to recruit Ragon Sauromatae Uaezdaettae, Gava-Roxsalanni to call for foot archers, and Gava-Aursa to find Babai. A Horde is being united… a sea of horsemen, a wave of spears, and a spray of arrows…. That is the vision of Abeakos, and he, as the first High King of this strongly united federation, has called his kinsmen. Great peril lies ahead though, for leaving the steppe camps near undefended to fight for riches in faraway lands against powerful peoples is a gamble… a gamble that may cost the freedom of the Sauromatae….
The plan had been revised over and over… Rastbarag the diplomat would head south to the steppe’s-end-mountains. There he would find the Hayasdan and using diplomacy as a pretext, find out what sort of army the Armenians had… the horsemen of the Sauromatae would unite and ride south until they found the city of the Haikakan and destroy them once and for all.
Abeakos rode for a season with his men, and suddenly things began to foretell a doomed mission… a Maeot raid on his camp… their Chief Ardabur had been watching the prosperous Sauromatae with covetous eyes for a long time and now he chose to strike at their High King …the battle begins…
"The High King wasn’t a High King for no reason. Despite his use of Haoma he was a great tactician…"
Abeakos knew exactly what to do. Dividing his forces into two wings his force advanced showering arrows onto the left and right flanks of the enemy.
Victory! Abeakos found Ardabur crushed beneath his own Maeot steed and chuckled. He grabbed the cold head and ripped it off its limp neck. He added another "cup" to his collection. He soon reaches Uspe....
"What happens after that Bard?! Tell me, tell me!"
"Shut up! I mean.... patience Prince... I am getting there..."
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