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The Tyrians paid an awful price for defying Alexander.
Thousands were slaughtered in the city; thousands more crucified along the beach; the rest sold into slavery, condemned like the women of Troy to know ever after that once they had ruled a great city by the shore.
In Egypt, Alexander received a more favourable reception. The Egyptians had always chafed under Persian rule, and so when Alexander arrived, they hailed him as a liberator.
They proclaimed him Pharaoh, the incarnation of Ra; and Alexander blessed his new subjects with a magnificent city, Alexandria, crowning the rich Nile valley.
Having seized the jewel of Darius's empire, Alexander turned once more to defeating his rival in battle.
Darius sent messenger after messenger, desperately suing for peace.
Thirty thousand talents of silver, all the territory west of the Euphrates, co-rulership of the Achaemenid empire…
If I were you, I would accept.
So would I — if I were Parmenion.
His final offer rejected, Darius gathered an army once more.
They awaited Alexander at Gaugamela, arrayed in their thousands upon a grim and dusty plain.
The Great King ordered the place cleared of any vegetation, so that his vicious scythed chariots would have no obstacle between them and their prey.
On the eve of battle, beneath the indifferent stars, the armies of Darius and Alexander slept fitfully, knowing that on the morrow they would decide the fate of empires.