There were also more than a dozen people on Hittite's side. Prince Asher, Goliath, Djuguli, Janbe, Walter, Orrebén, Affi, Arouca, and others had also arrived. Except for Prince Asher and Djuguli, they were all supreme mages or warriors. However, the seat in the middle was empty, and there was an empty seat beside it.
John, who was dressed in heavy armour, was filled with emotion at this moment. Thinking back to when he was on Mount Horeb, he never imagined that he would be standing here today. Just as he was thinking about this, he suddenly noticed that everyone had turned their heads to look in the same direction. Even Pharaoh could not help but stand up from his seat. There was no one else in the audience who was sitting.
A carriage slowly approached from a distant sand dune. In the carriage sat King Lucier, wearing a golden crown on his head. Medanzo had already sheathed his dagger and was standing majestically beside the King. The driver was a smiling young man with a plain dagger hanging from his waist. He was wearing the ceremonial robes of the Head of the Legion but was not wearing any armour. It was Amon, the legendary hero who had captured King Hittite alive.
A beautiful woman with a staff in her hand rode a white horse beside him. The wind blew her cloak open, and her hair fluttered in the sun. Her fair face was very beautiful, but her expression was very serious. It was Celia, the supreme mage who had accompanied the King.
Amon stopped the carriage at a distance and personally helped the King down. Medanzo had also completed his' mission of guarding '. He first bowed to King Hittite, then turned around and walked through the magic array to the side of Eygut's tent. After saluting Pharaoh, he walked to the side with his sword in hand and stood beside John, just behind the empty seat. Among everyone present, Medanzo's military rank was the lowest. He didn't even have an official title. He was only the captain of Amon's personal guards, but he was the one who had shown his face the most recently.
Amon and Celia escorted Lucier to the front of the Hittite tent. Everyone bowed to the King. The King nodded and turned to sit in his seat. His aura was very dignified, as if he had finally found his bearings.
Amon stopped laughing. With a solemn expression, he placed his hand on the hilt of the saber at his waist and knelt on one knee in front of the King. "Your Majesty, I have come to visit you for the sake of peace between the two countries. Thank you for your protection for so many days. Please forgive my offense and disrespect!"
Lucier smiled and waved his hand. "I admire your courage. You are a true warrior. I think the title of the greatest warrior on the continent should be given to you, not Enkidu. It is also your credit that the two countries can sit down for peace talks. Just this alone is enough to forgive any mistakes you have made. Lord Commander, please go back and report. "
Prime Minister Djuguli walked over and handed Amon a silver plate with a cast knife on it. On it were the conditions proposed by the Hittite Kingdom for the peace talks. There was an embossed emblem on the upper left corner of the silver plate. It looked like a three-leaf clover in the wind, a towering tree, or a ray of light shooting into the sky. It was the symbol of God Enril.
Amon took the silver plate and walked towards Eygut's tent. He passed through the border of the two magic formations and knelt in front of Pharaoh. He raised the silver plate over his head and said, "Your Majesty Pharaoh, the Commander of the An-Ra Legion reports to you. The Hittite Kingdom has made a request for peace talks. Please take a look."
Pharaoh waved his hand. "Amon, I don't understand this language. Please translate it."
Only God knew whether he really didn't understand it or not. Amon knelt there and translated the contents of the silver plate. The oath was usually written on clay tablets, but for such an important occasion, the Hittite Kingdom had specially prepared a document cast on a silver plate with the emblem of Enril on it, indicating that the oath had been taken before the gods.
After Amon finished reading, someone took the silver plate. Pharaoh lowered his head and smiled. "Commander of the Legion of Amon, my respected supreme warrior, I have long heard of your name and noble and selfless character. Today is the first time I have seen you in person. I didn't expect you to be so young. This time you have led the An-Ra Legion and made an unprecedented contribution. When you return to Eygut, you can ask for whatever reward you want. Sit down first, my warrior. "
Amon came to the empty seat and sat down. His mission had finally been completed. He didn't say a word during the whole process of the peace talks. He seemed to be quite low-key. The following time belonged to Pharaoh and the King. Goliath, Djuguli, Janbie, Rickard, Vörde, and Vladislav also participated in the discussion.
A real peace treaty would naturally not have only three conditions. To Amon's surprise, Pharaoh and the King became more and more relaxed as they talked. In the end, the atmosphere was quite lively. Finally, two gold plates were taken out. Goliath and Rickard cast a spell to engrave the first clearly written peace treaty in the history of the heaven's pivot.
Each gold plate was engraved with cursive script and blade script. The front was written in hieroglyphs and the back was written in secular language. In addition to the emblem of Enril, there was also a relief of an eagle on the upper left of the cursive script. That was the emblem of Horus. The general content of the peace treaty was as follows –
1. The two countries shall coexist peacefully and do not invade each other. No one shall send troops to attack the other's city-state.
2. When attacked by a third party, the two countries shall provide each other with help to the best of their ability to resist the common enemy.
3. The Syah Desert and the Plains of Duc are buffer zones. Explorers of both countries can enter and pay taxes to their respective city-states and countries when attacked by a third party.
4. The two countries promise to return each other's fugitives to their original owners.
The main content of the peace treaty was the above four conditions. Of the three conditions originally proposed by Hittite, only the first was officially written down. As for the other two, breaking away from the status of a vassal state and dismantling the Temple of Horus in the territory, the official text of the peace treaty was not written down. Because there was no need to write it down. As long as the peace treaty was signed, Hittite's status as a vassal state was self-evident. As for whether or not to dismantle the Temple of Horus after returning, it was entirely their own business. There was no need to write it down on the gold plate and anger the gods.
The peace treaty also mentioned that the two countries would work together to resist foreign enemies, which was obviously aimed at Assyria and Bablon. If these two countries attacked and fought for the thousands of miles of fertile land, Hittite would have a hard time, so it was better to get a symbolic helper to avoid being besieged on three sides in the future. That fertile land now had an official name, the Plains of Duc.
From the content of the peace treaty, explorers from both countries could enter the Plains of Duc, either to open up the wilderness, mine for gold, or hunt monsters, but they had to pay taxes to their respective countries. The Empire of Eygut had obtained the right to enter the Plains of Duc, but in reality, it did not mean much. Because from Eygut's mainland to the Plains of Duc, one needed to cross thousands of miles of the Syah Desert, and if people from both sides could enter freely, the Plains of Duc would naturally still be controlled by the Hittite Kingdom.
As for the last clause, returning the fugitives to their original owners, it was proposed by Pharaoh. Originally, they were discussing the return of prisoners of war. In normal wars, prisoners of war would become slaves of the other side, and since it was a peace treaty, of course, the prisoners of war had to be released. And the laws of both countries had clauses that prohibited hiding fugitive slaves, so Pharaoh proposed to make an extension in the peace treaty, so such a clause was added.
Amon frowned slightly when he heard this last clause, but did not say anything, because all the lords present had unanimously agreed, and no one had asked Amon for his opinion alone.
The two supreme mages completed the casting on the golden plate on the spot, and each side kept a copy, both to be brought back to the shrine as a symbol of eternal preservation. This war with countless deaths and injuries actually ushered in a happy ending. Lasith Ii and King Lucier became more and more agreeable as they chatted, and perhaps in order to consolidate the alliance between the two countries, he made another request on the spot, to marry the daughter of the King Lucier.
What the hell was this? Amon frowned again, and looked at Celia opposite him with a somewhat displeased expression. She was a noble of the royal family, and the daughter of the King was Celia's cousin, yet Pharaoh actually made this request. To Amon's surprise, Lucier was very happy to agree, and agreed on the date of the wedding on the spot. Now, Amon had kidnapped His Majesty Pharaoh's father-in-law a while ago.
After the peace talks, a large oval table was put together in the open space between the two large tents. People from both sides sat on one side and held a grand banquet, with wine and delicacies all over the table, all of which were rare delicacies in the world. Amon sat silently in a corner, watching the good show from the climax to the end, trying not to attract attention, but unexpectedly, he still became the focus of everyone's attention.
When half of the wine was drunk, the King of Hittite, Lucier, suddenly raised his glass and said, "I propose a toast to the greatest warrior of the continent, Amon. Without his heroic deeds, there would not be such a happy and peaceful scene today. Amon, the armies and people of both countries should thank you."
The King had no choice but to accept the toast. Amon stood up, drank up his glass, and said humbly, "I'm just a small commander of a legion, and this is the first time I've led an army. I don't deserve the title of the greatest warrior of the continent."
The chief mage of the Legion of Amon also stood up, raised his glass, and said, "Commander of the Legion of Amon, don't be modest. Since the King has said so, then in the eyes of the people and civilians of Hittite, you are the greatest warrior of the continent. Enkidu is called the greatest warrior of the continent, but he is just a man of courage. When has he ever achieved such achievements as you?"
Amon had to continue drinking, and explained, "I'm just a seventh-level warrior, how can I be compared with Enkidu, who has slain a god? Please don't praise me to death. "
The Prime Minister of Hittite, Djuguli, also stood up, holding his glass, and said, "Modesty is a virtue, and so is honesty. Your modesty cannot hide our honesty. This is the evaluation we should give you. You are already a supreme warrior at such a young age, and your first time leading an army, you can train a miscellaneous army into an elite one. Your future is limitless. In time, you will be invincible. This is the most admirable thing. After seeing your bravery, I even wonder if there is anything in this world that you dare not do. Don't you think so, Your Majesty Pharaoh? "
The King's toast seemed to be a signal. The ministers under him took turns to stand up and toast Amon. Their words were more and more flattering, and Amon's back was sweating. He had taken the King of Hittite hostage, which was a great humiliation to them. It was impossible for these people not to hate him. Of course, these words were said with bad intentions on such an occasion, but no one could refute them. They were all smiling and toasting.
This group of people in high positions were naturally experts when it came to scheming and scheming. Amon was a legion commander under Pharaoh. Of course, his victory also belonged to Pharaoh. But Pharaoh's army was defeated, and only he won, and he even captured the King of Hittite alive. These people only praised Amon in front of Pharaoh and the other legion commanders. This was putting him on a fire to roast.
Looking at Rickard, Ankh, and the rest, they all looked very awkward. When Pharaoh heard the question, he smiled and raised his cup. "I am very pleased that there is such a brave general in the Empire. And I also believe that everyone here is as loyal and brave as Amon. Cheers to Amon, cheers to God."
Everyone on Eygut's side raised their cups to Amon. Amon bit the bullet and raised his cup as well. "Glory to the great Pharaoh, to the supreme guidance of God." At the same time, a thought flashed through his mind. "The glory of guidance, belongs to a cat."
After the banquet, both sides returned to their camps and withdrew according to the agreement. Pharaoh's army received the military supplies sent by the An-Ra Legion. They crossed the desert in a grandiose manner and ordered the An-Ra Legion to cover their retreat.
The peace treaty was signed, and both sides declared that this was their victory. Poems would be inscribed on the stone pillars of the shrines to praise the achievements of the gods and the king. As the side of Hittite, it was natural to declare a great victory, because they got rid of their status as vassals and repelled Pharaoh's army, forcing the other side to sign a peace treaty of non-aggression and become an offensive and defensive alliance as equals. When the shrines of Horus were demolished everywhere, the glory of the King and the gods reached its zenith.
Lasith Ii also declared this his victory. He launched an army expedition, captured the other side's King alive, forced Hittite to be the first to propose peace talks and sign an alliance agreement, turning a potential enemy for decades into an ally and symbolically gaining benefits in the Plains of Duc.
This war also made the reputation of two other people, Goliath and Amon.
The Hittite Army was commanded by Goliath, and it was he who led the army and people to defeat the powerful Empire of Eygut. It was also he who personally negotiated the rescue of the kidnapped King and achieved all his goals. Goliath's prestige in Syah was already at its peak, and now he was warmly praised throughout Hittite.
After the withdrawal, Goliath resigned from his temporary position as Head of the Legion and no longer commanded the army, and the position of commander-in-chief ceased to exist with the end of the war. The King gave him the heaviest reward and intended to give him the highest glory. He wanted to appoint Goliath as the Chief High Priest of the main shrine of Enril, that is, the Chief High Priest of the entire Hittite Kingdom.
There were three ninth-level supreme mages in the Hittite Kingdom, namely Goliath, Zhanbie, and the former Chief High Priest of the main shrine of Enril, Jonah. This time, the King wanted to appoint Goliath to replace Jonah. Whether he was willing or not, there was no higher reward. In this war, Goliath had more or less overshadowed the King.
The Prime Minister of the Hittite Kingdom, Djuguli, was a supporter of Goliath. The reason was simple, because his nephew, Raphael, was Goliath's favorite student. This relationship made Djuguli think that Goliath and himself should be a political ally, and appointing him as the Chief High Priest of the kingdom was also the Prime Minister's suggestion.
Unexpectedly, Goliath himself refused and still asked to stay in Syah as a chief priest. If it had been someone else, this would have been seen as unappreciative. How could the King's appointment be refused? But with Goliath's status and prestige, he had enough capital to refuse the King's good intentions and put forward his own request.
The King agreed and gave Syah another generous reward, exempted it from taxes for three years, and appointed Goliath as the Chief Elder of the Academy of Hittite. This was a symbolic position of glory, the status of which was equivalent to that of the Chief High Priest of the kingdom, but it did not hold any real power.
With Goliath's status, he could already act according to his will, but the young Commander Amon did not have this capital. This battle made Amon's prestige like the sun at high noon, but the situation was also quite delicate. His qualifications were too shallow, and the credit was too great. If he shone too brightly, it would more or less make the defeated generals lose face.
It was not known whether Amon's prestige in the legion surpassed that of the gods, but when his soldiers answered the question of which legion they came from, they all proudly answered "Legion of Amon" without mentioning the name of the god "An-Ra". In the folk, people also habitually called the An-Ra Legion the Legion of Amon.
These were all stories to be told later. At this moment, Amon, who was leading the army to retreat across the desert, had only one thing in mind. Pharaoh had promised in public that after returning to Eygut, he could ask for whatever reward he wanted. Amon only wanted Pharaoh to release the people of Duc, and he would guide them back to their hometown. Link's tribe was almost ready for the preliminary work, and after Moses and the others returned, they could immediately build a home, and there was already a good place to stand in the center of the Plains of Duc.
The merits he had made were enough for Pharaoh to agree to such a request. Maria had hinted and helped him on how to achieve his wish, and Amon had done it.
The retreat was smooth and uneventful, and the morale of the An-Ra Legion was high. In the distance, their armor was bright, and compared to when they had just left Eygut, it was as if they had been reborn. Looking at the commander of the front line, John, he looked like a majestic Supreme General of the Empire riding on a horse. But strangely, Medanzo, who had always liked to show off, seemed very silent, in a trance and thoughtful manner along the way, and hardly talked or laughed.
Amon had a similar experience, but Medanzo broke through this state of mind through another way and finally became a supreme warrior and a supreme mage. When he had just crossed this threshold, he really needed to experience the unprecedented feeling, as if he had entered a whole new world.
Amon was also a seventh-level supreme mage and warrior, and now that his successor, Medanzo, had achieved the same achievements, Amon did not feel the slightest bit jealous, but very happy. At a time like this, he urgently needed masters by his side.
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