The war at Troy has raged for ten years. Its final throes will echo through eternity…
1258 BC: Surrounded and outnumbered by the army of Agamemnon, King Priam and his Trojan forces fight desperately to defend their city. In the lulls between battle, all talk inevitably turns to the mighty ally that has not yet arrived to their aid. Agamemnon will weep for mercy, the Trojans say, when the eastern horizons darken with the endless ranks of the Hittite Empire.
King Hattu has endured a miserable time since claiming the Hittite throne. Vassals distance themselves while rival empires circle, mocking him as an illegitimate king. Worst of all, the army of the Hittites is but a memory, destroyed in the civil war that won him the throne. Knowing that he must honour his empire’s oath to protect Troy, he sets off for Priam’s city with almost nothing, praying that the dreams he has endured since his youth – of Troy in ruins – can be thwarted. All the way, an ancient mantra rings in his head: Hittites should always heed their dreams
Now that, my fellow mavens of Hittite tales, is one sprawling, exquisite telling of the last part of the Trojan War. Like Mardukal the Assyrian is a master craftsman of terrifyingly destructive city breaking weapons, Gordon Doherty is a master craftsman bringing the Homeric tale to a deliciously satisfying Hittite point of view. The characters jump off the page as befits these Bronze Age heroes. All the warts and foibles are exposed, all of the internal squabbles are portrayed, all of the frustrations and anger, the agonizing despair of both sides make this story a page turning delight. I’ve been enthralled by this series, the incredible ability to bring the Hittites to life in such a realistic fashion has been eye-opening as well as entertaining. For those of you who might be reading this, but have not read the books in this series, do your heart and mind a big favor, read The Empires of Bronze tales. 5 ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐