Like the Ishtar Gate, the royal palace of Babylon sat on a platform raised some fifteen meters above the riverside plain, so it loomed over the city and its surroundings.
The palace was staggeringif, to Bisesas modern perspective, it was an obscene demonstration of wealth, power and oppression. Walking toward the center of the complex, they passed terraced gardens built on the roofs of the buildings. The trees looked healthy enough, but the grass was a little yellow, the flowers sickly; the gardens had been neglected since the Discontinuity. But the palace was a symbol of the city and Alexanders new reign, and there was a great flurry of activity as servants ran back and forth with jars of fresh water and nutrients. These were not slaves, Bisesa learned, but some of Babylons former dignitaries, who had come creeping back from the countryside where they had fled. In the aftermath of the Discontinuity, they had proved themselves cowardly; now, at Alexanders orders, they were reduced to menial chores.
At the heart of the palace complex was the Kings throne room. This room alone was about fifty paces long, and every surface from floor to ceiling was coated with multicolored glazed bricks showing lions, dragons and stylized trees of life. The moderns walked in, their feet echoing on the glazed floor, trying not to be overwhelmed by the scale of it all.
A table had been set up in the middle of the room, bearing a giant plaster model of the city, its walls and the surrounding countryside. Perhaps five meters across, the model was brightly painted and full of detail, right down to the human figures in the streets and the goats in the fields. Toy canals glimmered, full of real water.
Bisesa and the others settled to their couches before the table, and servants brought them drinks. Bisesa said, This was my idea. I thought a model might be easier for everyone to grasp than a map. I had no idea they would put together something on this scaleand so quickly.
Captain Grove said levelly, Shows what you can do when you can draw on an unlimited resource of human mind and muscle.
Eumenes and his advisors entered and took their places. To his huge credit in Bisesas eyes, Eumenes showed little taste for elaborate protocols; he was far too intelligent for that. But as a member of Alexanders court he couldnt avoid some flummery, and his advisers fluttered around him as he grandly settled to his couch. These advisers now included de Morgan, who had taken to wearing elaborate Persian dress, like others in Alexanders court. Today his face was bloated and red, his eyes marked by deep shadows.
Casey said bluntly, Cecil, my man, you look like shit, despite that cocktail dress youre wearing.
De Morgan grunted. When Alexander and his Macedonians get started on one of their debauches, they make British Tommies in the brothels of Lahore look like schoolboys. The King is sleeping it off. Sometimes he misses whole days, though hes always awake for the evenings when it all starts again De Morgan accepted a goblet of wine from a servant. And this Macedonian wine is like goats urine. But stillhair of the dog. He took a deep draft, shuddering.
Eumenes called the meeting to order.
Captain Grove began to set out ideas on how to strengthen Babylons already formidable defenses. He said to Eumenes, I know you already have crews out reinforcing the walls and digging out the moat. That was especially important on the western side where the walls had been all but rubbed out by time; in fact the Macedonians had decided to abandon the western side of the city and use the Euphrates itself as a natural barrier, and were building up defenses on its bank. But, said Grove, I would recommend setting up deeper defenses further out, especially to the east, where the Mongols will be coming from. Im thinking of pillboxes and trenchesfortifications we can set up quickly. Many of these concepts took a little translating, through Eumenes assistants and the hungover de Morgan.
Eumenes listened patiently for a while. I will have Diades look into this. Diades was Alexanders chief engineer. But you must know that the King is not mindful simply to defend. Of all the fields on which he has fought, Alexander is most proud of his victorious siegesat Miletus and Tyre, and a dozen other examplesthese are epic triumphs that will surely echo down the ages.
Captain Grove nodded. Indeed they do. What I think youre telling us is that Alexander wont be content to be the victim of a siege himself. He is going to want to ride out on the field and meet the Mongols in open battle.
Yes, murmured Abdikadir, but the Mongols, by comparison, were poor at siege warfare, and much preferred to meet their enemies on open ground. If we ride out we meet our enemies on the field of their choice.
Eumenes growled, The King has spoken.
Grove said quietly, Then we must listen.
But, said Abdikadir, Alexander and Genghis are separated by more than fifteen centuries, far longer than separates Genghis from us. We should exploit every advantage we have.
Eumenes said smoothly, Advantages. You mean your guns and grenades. Again he used the English words.
Since meeting Alexanders army, the British and the moderns had tried to keep back some secrets from the Macedonians. Now Casey jumped off his couch and reached across the table toward de Morgan. Cecil, you bastard. What else have you given away?
De Morgan cowered back out of his reach, and two of Eumenes guards hurried forward, their broad hands on their stabbing swords. Abdikadir and Grove grabbed Casey and pulled him back down.
Bisesa sighed. Come on, Casey, what did you expect? You know what Cecils like by now. Hed offer Eumenes your testicles on a plate if he thought it would be to his advantage.
Abdikadir said, And Eumenes probably knew about it all anyhow. These Macedonians arent fools.
Eumenes followed these exchanges with interest. He said, You forget that Cecil may not have had a choice in what he told me. De Morgan translated this hesitantly, his eyes averted, and Bisesa saw the dark side of the choice he had made. And besides, Eumenes went on, my foreknowledge will save us time now we need it, wont it?
Captain Grove leaned forward. But you must understand, Secretary, that our weapons, though formidable, are limited. We have only a small stock of grenades, and ammunition for the guns The most significant armament was nineteenth-century vintage, a few hundred Martini rifles brought from Jamrud. Such a number of weapons wouldnt count for much against a fast-moving horde numbered in the tens of thousands.
Eumenes quickly grasped these ideas. So we have to be selective about how we use these weapons.
Exactly, Casey growled. Okayif we commit to thiswe should use the modern weapons to blunt their first attack.
Yes, said Abdikadir. Flash-bang grenades will spook the horsesand the men, if theyre unused to firearms.
Bisesa said, But they have Sable.We dont know what weapons came down in that Soyuz with hersurely at least a couple of pistols.
That wont help her much, said Casey.
No. But if shes thrown in her lot with the Mongols, she may have used them to familiarize the Mongols with firearms. And she has modern training. We have to plan for the possibility that theyll come in anticipating what we might do.
Shit, said Casey. Hadnt thought of that.
All right, Captain Grove said. Casey, what else do you suggest?
Prepare for firefights in the city, Casey said. Quickly the moderns sketched out the discipline for Eumenes: how you could anticipate the enemys likely approaches, and set up interlocking firing positions, and so forth. Well have to train up some of your men in using the Kalashnikovs, said Casey to Grove. The key will be not to waste ammonot to fire until you have a clear target If we draw the Mongols into the city its possible we could soak up a large proportion of their forces.
Again Eumenes grasped the ideas quickly. But Babylon would be destroyed in the process, he said.