You can not trust me, Nidintu-is white sadly have grinned. Not to trust, and to wait for a reinforcement. I esteemed your father
the first of mortal still before Valtasar concluded the treacherous alliance with Persians. And consequently, having learnt
about preparing change, has hastened to notify on it Kira, but, alas, was late.
It nidintu-is white, has drawlingly spoken Kambiz. Yes, I have recollected this name. The father indeed named it. It under your
order Northern gate when the father secretly tried to storm Babylon have been opened.
Descendant Nabonida silently has inclined a head, confirming words of the Persian. That, in turn, also was silent, deafened
by news about death of the father.
So, I now the tsar of Persians! He at last has spoken.
And yes, also is not present, tsarevitch Kambiz, has started talking again vavilonjanin. You, undoubtedly, the lawful tsar of
Persia for the will of Kira was that. But your stepmother has bribed the clerk-eunuch, and that has traced in the agonal will
reigning a name of Bardii, son Lajly.
Here, means, how?! In the opinion of Kambiza a flame of a steppe fire the anger has flashed. An artful snake!
She has calculated all, continued Nidintu-is white. If in time not to render you the help, the Pharaoh will destroy sooner or
later your small group. Most likely, you or will lay down a life, having topped yourself with military glory as it is necessary to
descendant Ahemena, or if the destiny is ill-disposed to you, will be taken prisoner and will become the slave...
To it not to happen! Gritting the teeth from fury overflowing it, has filtered Kambiz. He has slapped hands together, calling up
the commander of night guards. That has appeared, as if the genie before the owner of a magic jug.
I listen to you, my master!
What do observers speak about an army of Amasisa?
People of the Pharaoh absolutely nearby, from tops of near hills it is possible to distinguish not only light of fires, but even
laughter.
The laughter, has repeated Kambiz somehow is very bad. Laughter it is good. Means, a wind in our party.
Bypass tents of commanders, let are immediately equipped to fight.