Achilles!

Do to them what you did to Achilles.

Achilles is moving his entire army to Alexandria.

And Achilles. They say you're a good soldier.

All reserves, cavalry, every man available, move out behind Achilles. We have him in a vise.

You know that Achilles is trapped between your own legions and the armies of Mithradates.

Achilles may attack tomorrow, the next day whenever it suits him!

He'll leave within the hour and be conducted safely to the camp of Achilles.

Thus beneath greathearted Achilles his wholehooved horses trampled corpses and shields together, and with blood all the axletree below was sprinkled, for blood drops from the horses' hooves splashed them, and blood drops from the tyres of the wheels.

When the great god Zeus, father of Achilles, gave him his choice between a long life of obscurity and a short one filled with glory, he chose glory.