The last guard of Assyria

The soldiers, with their full helmets and skirt-like clothes, pounded their steps firmly on the ground!
The rider in blue was galloping and shouting : We are getting close to the city!!! Stamp your steps firmly on the ground so that the world will know that the Macedonian soldiers are victorious and that even the storm cannot resist.
The flow of infantry and cavalry soldiers with red uniforms seemed endless, like a river that seemed to have no end!

A few generals in blue uniforms, which stood out from the rest of the army, were moving in front!
When the generals passed the last passage, they found themselves on a height similar to a castle bigger than they imagined!
The castle was completely empty (Like a plague-stricken city) There was nothing left except things like broken carriages and the like!
The big door of several tens of meters, the eagle of Achaemenid insignia was showing on the right column of the castle, and Sardar Soren, the last Achaemenid general (PKK) He was standing in the last remaining Achaemenid fortress! and several lower rank commanders beside him!
A few leading Macedonian generals started arguing with each other!
How can a country have so many races and be so loyal to their king?! Now, if there were even Spartans, their city would have been burned by internal rebellion! Brother, we should take the head of this Persian general as a gift for Alexander the Great as soon as possible!
The fortifications of the castle were stronger than we thought, but after a few days, our catapults will not hit and it will be destroyed.!
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The wall a few hundred meters to the left of the castle had collapsed and a large groove had been created! And thousands of long ladders were placed in the groove of the wall!
Thousands and thousands of corpses dressed in red under the shadow of the ladders, which were like a red stain on the ground!

The soldiers also entered the castle from the steps of the ladders and joined the ranks of other Macedonian soldiers!
Several hundred Macedonian red-clad soldiers were inside the castle, fighting the last defenders inside the castle

The soldiers in red scream with each blow of the sword and land the sword on the shields of the soldiers in front of them!
As if they were not afraid of anything or anyone, they just wanted to massacre the soldiers in front of them to the last person
The last defenders of the castle gathered in front of the hall where the sign of Forohar was engraved above the entrance and were doing their best.
They knew that today would be the last day of their lives, but there was no weakness on their faces, the height of the defenders was a neck taller than the red Macedonian soldiers..
The indigo-clad Macedonian generals were slowly advancing on their horses! They passed through the burning gate of Shush and reached a few tens of meters away from the battle site!
One of the soldiers nodded to the archer at his side, the archer drew his bow and released his arrow.!
The arrow landed on the heart of the defenders! Blood flowed from his mouth and fell to his knees! But he did not let his lid fall on the ground!
He looked at Sardar Soren for the last time!
Soren grabbed the lid before it fell to the ground along with the dead body!
Soren's whole body was covered in blood and drops of blood fell from his body on the ground!
The sun had reached the middle of the sky and a patch of cloud had cast a shadow on the castle!
Soren looked at the Achaemenid gate several dozen meters away on the right wall of the castle, which was burning.!
Mars! Yes sir! Tell Roshank to take Surna and leave the secret way! Imam Sarvaram Banu said that they will not leave the secret way before all the people leave! Be quiet and listen !Tell him to get out now!

Tell him to take Sorena to my father - by now the people must have all left, but Roshank may linger and not go.! He held Bahram's arm tightly and squeezed
Tell him to give him the relic only when Surna holds the sword
Bahram lowered his head as a sign of respect and passed through the door of the hall!

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Only the sound of the tormenting sound in his ears and the glint of the sword, his stairs could hardly be opened due to the thick blood that was on them, Soren had lost all his energy.!
He swung his sword hard and fell on the ground like a drunkard who falls on the ground from the force of a mangi!
As the sword was in his hand, he wiped his face with his elbow and blinked a little to see his surroundings.
The whole ground around him was white with the white uniforms of his soldiers!
No matter what he looked around, there was no one around him, he was the last person!
The Macedonian soldiers were all standing in front of the gate in a respectful posture with spears in hand!
His chest was strangely heavy and his voice was hoarse!
He was the only one who remained in front of the gate of Forohar, the hall and the Macedonian soldiers!
Three people in blue were standing in front of the Macedonian soldiers!One of them took out a short dagger from his waist! and slowly moved towards him! His face was hidden under the shadow of his hat!

Soren picked up his hat with his injured right hand and threw it aside ! The corner of his lips twitched due to the pain he was suffering!
He fixed his steady gaze on the blue-clad captain who was approaching him!
The blue-clad captain came forward, pulled Soren's hair in his fist and put the dagger under his throat
Soren's body fell to the ground! and his head in the hands of the blue-clad commander
A red spot covered the whole body!

Narrator of the story:

Assyria was one of the last satrapies that was conquered by Alexander's army.!

The story before you is a fictional story about how Assyria was conquered- All the characters in this story are fictional and unreal And it is only the result of the author's thoughts, from the criticisms that friends make on this story, I know the weakness of character development.!

Sincerely - Shamshad Amiri Khorasani / The date of writing the story :March 20, 1393