Chapter 3
It has been two years since I arrived in Baktra and those years have truly changed me. I have a
greater understanding of geography, music, rhetoric, engineering and mining. But most importantly I
have devoted myself to studying tactics, logistics and the recent history of our Basileion.
The actions of Basileus Diodotos following the death of his father are very interesting.
Firstly he hastened the ongoing construction of the Teiche Lithina that now surround Baktra and
focused on training archers to fight in the local manner to defend the new walls rather than recruiting
an army of conquest as Theodotos had done.
Once the security of Baktra was assured, he declared independence from, but not war against Arche
Seleukeia. Diodotos made it clear that he wanted to maintain trade links but the people of Baktria
would never be subject to a Basileus living so far from their homes.
He then devoted time and money to improving the trade,
roads
and sewerage sytems.
After the infrastructure of the city was in place he then spent countless fortunes on schools, and
cultural buildings like theatres and religious shrines, despite not believing in any gods himself.
He developed quite an extensive spy ring to counter any enemy spies or assassins from our many
potential enemies, and has also become known as quite the counter-spy.
In less than sixteen years he transformed the struggling satrapy he inherited from his father into an
independent Basileion of great learning and wealth.
What makes this all the more fascinating is that he managed to do so while fighting off invasions from
endless hordes of Pahlavan horsemen, and the occasional attempt from Arche Seleukeia who seek to
return us to a Satrapy, as well as, in recent years, a few raids from the Hadou Hippeis, Saka Rauka.
Over the years, due to his countless victories, hundreds of thousands of Persians have their final
resting place within the borders of Baktria. Diodotos has truly earned the title of Persoletes and it is
no wonder the citizens of Baktra yell Diodotos Aaptos from the windows when he walks through the
streets.
And now I shall have my first taste of battle, a Pahlavan horde awaits their destruction outside our
city walls.