Late Spring 264:
The city walls had to cover such a large area that there were several points where rams could breach them if we were given enough covering fire and time. That was our intention, at least. A month after we started the siege, we became aware of the approach of another army from the northeast. It did not seem very large, but it was intent on disrupting our construction of the siege equipment.

When the besieged soldiers saw their reinforcements approaching, they rushed out of the city as well, confident of their chances of creating havoc along the lines of the siegeworks. By that time, we had received better reports from inside the city, and they seemed sure that it was Alkyoneus, Antigonos’ son, who was in charge of the army there. Where Antigonos was was still anyone’s guess. But Alkyoneus was no slouch. He had fought in many battles and was a good tactician, according to these reports. When Chremonides heard this, he became more cautious and pulled our army back away from the immediate walls of the city. Within sight of the place though, we prepared for their armies and sure enough, Alkyoneus did not disappoint. He led his soldiers out at the same time the reinforcements arrived, and Chremonides’ first great battle in Makedonia commenced.

Possibly because of our combined inexperience, we were not placed on the front line of battle. Chremonides had bought the services of enough men with sarissas that they formed our front ranks. As our lines were deployed we were told to watch the left flank, and be ready to relieve men there if problems occurred.



The reinforcing army approached first, and it became clear their ranks were not very deep and they had no cavalry. Our peltasts rushed forward to throw their javelins. As they separated themselves from our line, from our vantage point it was clear that they had made a terrible mistake. Alkyoneus did not have much in the way of cavalry, but the men surrounding him, his personal bodyguard, were heavily armed cavalrymen themselves. They had bolted out much quicker and ahead of his main army, and now were going to smash into our peltasts, who were concentrating on doing serious damage to the smaller reinforcement army. Although it looked bleak for our men, they were close enough to our line that some of them did make it back, and the others held off Alkyoneus long enough to cause him some damage. His bigger problem though was that in rushing out to attack our skirmishers, he had left his men in some serious manner of disarray. His first phalangites were approaching our line at this point, but others were lagging behind them, and some had hardly moved since he sprinted out in advance.




Akyoneus saw our lack of cavalry on our left wing and attempted to flank our line, but at the end of it, Chremonides had placed some Spartan soldiers, who bore the brunt of Alkyoneus’ charge. Our line was loathe to turn towards him, leaving a gap, so it naturally fell to us to push further to the left and reinforce these Spartans. A few minutes earlier it appeared as though we would not have to take part in the battle, but now we suddenly were ordered into the most important point of it.


As we ran towards the Spartans, Alkyoneus then ordered his guards to pull back. They withdrew a few paces, and the Spartans took off after them. The rest of the line held, and we took the place the Spartans had held a few minutes prior. Sure enough, it was just a ruse to get them out of formation. Alkyoneus swiveled his men back around and onto the charging Spartans. Under other circumstances, those Lakedaimonian blowhards would have been done for, but the horses of the prince were tired at this point. After a brief encounter, he ordered his guard to hasten back towards the center of the battlefield, and as they galloped, the Spartans followed right behind, glory hounds that they are. The right flank of our line was now engaged with the phalangites of Alkyoneus, and more of his men were approaching in the center of the field.

Chremonides saw that our left line was somewhat out of the fray now, and ordered the line to be strengthened at the center, but the men in the center became confused at this and started to turn, expecting men to take their places. Alkyoneus saw their backs and rushed in upon them. It was a daring move, but his guard was already half the size it entered the field with. My unit continued to hold the furthest left flank, which had been pulled in considerably closer than it had earlier in the battle. A unit of infantry approached us on their own, but we were rested and they were somewhat out of order. A group of thureophoroi was given the command, along with us, to charge out and engage them. As we turned, with our backs partly exposed to the middle of the fray, I heard several thuds. As I turned to look, a man behind me and two rows over fell. The Makedonian slingers were targeting our unit, and two more men dropped before we took ten more steps. We ignored their bullets, and quickly charged in, catching the Makedonian infantry as they were turning back toward the middle of the battle. Most of the rest of the battle had already been decided, but the thureophoroi turned back toward the middle, leaving us alone now and further in advance than any other unit on the field. But they soon charged back and after they threw their javelins (which I might add did not all hit Makedonian targets – four of our men fell like a flash of lightning), they crowded into the left flank of the Makedonians. The enemy routed quickly, but we were not about to follow them. A group of peltasts also approached, and we began to pull back into our main line. But our thureophoroi charged out even further and became caught between the enemy. Our line held though. A few of our peltasts were mopping up in the center of the field, but the thureophoroi we were fighting alongside now were being attacked by a much larger group of Makedonian peltasts. No signal was given, but everyone felt the person next to them take one step, then two, then three turned into a quick jog. There was little other danger, so we rushed alongside, and then around the flanks of the enemy peltasts, and just as the thureophoroi felt us approach, cries of victory could be heard among them and together we began to push the peltasts hard to their left. It didn’t take long before they crumbled, a couple of our men were struck by slingers’ bullets while we ran across the field, but we lost no one else in the fighting there. Only a few slingers remained on the center of the battlefield, and our men were close enough to catch them in a sprint.

Now a battle hardened element of Alkyoneus’ force remained at the rear of the field, but we had had our share of the day’s fighting. We jogged back to the safety of our lines alongside the thureophoroi, whose lives we had saved, and remained there for the rest of the battle. The enemy was peppered with our Kretan mercenaries’ arrows, and when the body of the line engaged them, it did not take long for the battle to end. Some of my friends were able to find a few choice pieces of silver and trinkets worth saving, but I found nothing worthwhile, except for an aryballos that looked vaguely eastern, or maybe it was just old. It had a faint smell of perfume, but just a few drops of oil left in it. I put it with the rest of my belongings and rejoined my unit. By the end of the day, we had lost a few more than we expected, and none of our seriously injured men were able to rejoin us. Most of our injuries had been at the hands of slingers, and a few spear wounds.

We did not lose much time in heading towards the city, but the remnants of Alkyoneus’ forces, including the man himself, had made it back into the city and shut the gates. It was going to take a full assault still, but a much easier one as long as no one else showed up to the party. Chremonides received word that a few other men had arrived behind us who wished to take up his offer and serve for pay also, and he brought them in. They were mostly men with spear and aspis like myself, but not many in number. They had fought for the Athenians in Boiotia and had been told to head north and join our army apparently. I would have rather seen some cavalry join us, but what’s done is done. Now Pella awaits us and we are hoping for an easy go of it.