An empire’s final, desperate stand rested on the will of one man. For Darius the Third, the shame of Issus demanded a reckoning. Twice he had fled the spear of Alexander. His offers of peace—and half his kingdom—had been met with contempt. Now, there would be no more offers. No more retreat.
In the year three hundred thirty-one Before Christ, on a plain near the village of Gaugamela, the world...
