To Four Thousand Years Later

Solomon led Gaza through the door and led him to his seat.

He walked to his seat calmly and looked back at Gaza, a teenager. Gaza has beautiful curly hair, and his appearance and temperament are as solemn as a moving stone statue.

—When he first arrived in Jerusalem, he was only about three or four years younger than himself. But now it's like two generations.

"I brought you here because your work is worthy of my seat."

Solomon asked in a low voice, "So, my boy...what's the matter?"

"That's right, teacher."

Hearing this, Gaza breathed a sigh of relief, and then said seriously: "My father told me that he plans to send troops to conquer the countries west of Haixi in the next few years."

"So, what are you hesitating about, Gaza?"

Solomon said calmly, "This is not something you should tell me."

"But, teacher...what I'm thinking is, does Tire really need to expand its territory?"

Gaza frowned and asked in a low voice.

Solomon raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and motioned him to continue talking with his eyes.

Gaza took a deep breath, and said with some hesitation: "If my prediction is correct, you gave my father several cities with large areas, few people but rich populations, just to expand the territory of Tire."

"yes."

Solomon replied calmly.

Gaza continued: "It's a good thing for other countries...but not for Tire."

"Tyre has only owned a few cities in the past years. Only by defending against danger can it keep itself from the greed of the Egyptians...because they cannot cross the river and attack the cities in the lake."

Gaza bit his lip, not daring to look directly at Solomon, but said in a low voice, "But there are too few people in Tire. Not only are there few people, but there are no magistrates who can govern the city. Moreover, there is not enough food, soldiers and horses in Tire , if the outlying cities are attacked, they must be rescued. This is tantamount to abandoning the most important advantage of Tire and being pulled out from the safest terrain. I am worried that if the territory is too large, Tire will..."

"...Yes, it will collapse directly, right?"

He said hesitantly.

Solomon just nodded, and said calmly: "You are right, be more confident in yourself. Keep talking."

Hearing Solomon's words, Gaza finally had some courage.

He took a deep breath, and his voice was slightly louder: "I used to think that those four cities were used by you to show your friendship. Father also donated a lot of gold and wood to you for those four cities. But before I It suddenly occurred to me a few days ago that maybe you consciously wanted to expand the territory of Tire very quickly...because your wisdom is so outstanding, there must be a basis for what you do."

"You mean Gaza."

Solomon nodded without hesitation, and said calmly: "This is how I intend to make Tire collapse."

"However, Father didn't realize your wisdom..."

Gaza looked at Solomon and said word by word: "He still wants to continue to expand the territory..."

"Simple, because he swelled. He thought he was stronger, because I swore to him to protect his land - as long as my temple was built. So my power can be counted with him side."

Solomon said calmly: "Now the temple will be completed in half a year. I will be able to free up soon... and he will be able to find time to explore the area west of the sea. He is very smart and can use all existing conditions."

"But his actions will bring Tire down..."

Gaza argued, and then suddenly said: "Do you want to send troops to occupy Tire when my father leaves Tire?"

Solomon smiled, but shook his head: "You guessed wrong, Gaza. Occupying a country is not something that can be achieved by occupying a city. People are a more important factor than cities."

Speaking of this, Solomon stepped down from his seat, touched Gaza's head, looked at his dark green business card, and said gently: "The only person who can be the king of Tyre is you, Gaza. Only you can rule Tire."

"I ask you, Gaza...do you want to replace your father's rule?"

Solomon asked solemnly.

Gaza immediately knelt down: "If you want."

"It's time for you to prepare to return to Tire, Gaza. It's up to you to prevent your father from destroying the city of Tire."

Solomon said earnestly: "This is not something I can do. You go first, don't stay with me for too long. Otherwise, someone will notice your specialness."

"yes…"

Gaza nodded with a heavy expression, and stepped back.

When he was about to leave the temple gate, he suddenly looked at Solomon and asked tentatively, "Teacher, can I... call you father?"

"If you will, my child."

Solomon replied calmly.

Watching Gaza leave, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

smart kid. Solomon defined Gaza in his mind.

During his three years in Israel, he knew very well that Tire was definitely not Israel's opponent.

Not to mention the old army that served as the escort. There are 28,000 people in the Firstborn Legion alone, and everyone has received training in riding horses, chariots, army formations, and bows and arrows. Even if a horse soldier falls to his death, as long as the horse is still alive, or even snatches the enemy's horse, the source of troops will be continuously replenished.

In Israel, the horses used to pull carts and the horses that can be used for riding add up to 4,000 sheds, a total of 12,000 horses, and there are more than 2,000 low-rise chariots used to transport goods.

Solomon used all the wealth in the country to continuously buy horses from various countries in batches, high-quality timber from Tire, and hay and barley from surrounding countries. And hoarded a lot of food and livestock.

The other kids didn't think much of it, but Gaza realized that Israel was now powerful enough to crush Tire. In the event of a conflict, the people of Tire would probably shed blood like rivers.

Although his current behavior is a kind of betrayal of his father Hiram, it is also the preservation of Tire.

"Those who cannot control power will eventually be destroyed by power."

Solomon whispered, "Hiran... you're finally puffed up."

and…

Solomon touched his abdomen subtly.

What he said to Gaza before was not all lies and false promises. For three years, neither Yastaru nor Baal can give him a child... If it is not luck, I am afraid that I really have no children.

Then, the successors of the next generation of Israel must choose from these children taught by themselves...Gaza does have a slight possibility of inheriting the State of Israel.

However, in order to increase the choice, I have to choose a group of outstanding children from China to teach.

"My king."

While Solomon was thinking, Benaya and Floros came to the palace.

Solomon stood up and asked them straight to the point: "Have you heard the news from the Edomites?"

"Yes... 40,000 horsemen and 800 chariots... My king, how should we fight?"

Benaiah was a little panicked: "Even during the time of King David, Israel only had 10,000 horsemen and 1,400 chariots..."

"That's not the problem, Benaya."

Solomon sighed and shook his head: "Do you believe this is the army of the Edomites?"

"However, the spies did see it. Although the number is somewhat up and down, it should not be less than 30,000..."

As Benaiah said, he looked at the prophet Nathan beside him.

Nathan also nodded to Solomon: "Yes, my king. This is true."

"No, what I mean is—is the army following Hadad the army of the Edomites?"

Seeing that Benaiah hadn't reacted yet, Solomon turned his head and asked Nathan, "How many horsemen and chariots did the Egyptians have?"

"Yes, my king. The Egyptians have 3,000 chariots. There are four legions in total. Each legion has about 10,000 people. Counting the mercenaries of the Nubians and Sardan, it can reach 60,000 people." ..."

The prophet Nathan spoke.

Hearing this, Benaya was slightly taken aback.

Solomon knocked on the handrail: "Understood, Marshal. Although they removed the emblems on their clothes, they were not the army of the Edomites after all. Pharaoh had less than 60,000 horsemen...and think about it , How many infantry are there in Hada's legion?"

"There are less than eight thousand people, my king."

After Binaya finished speaking, she immediately reacted: "Too little."

"No one will match 8,000 infantry with 30,000 horsemen. Unless the 30,000 horsemen are not his at all."

Solomon said calmly: "Hadad came out of the land of Egypt, and the cities of the Edomites were destroyed. Even if you don't count the people who eat less, just the horses—you know, how much food does 30,000 horses eat a day? One poor and one white How can the hada support these 30,000 horses? If it all depends on the food and grass of the Egyptians, then the Pharaoh is too generous."

His main mission is written very clearly.

As long as Hada is killed, and his son is killed or captured, it is over. There is no such thing as repelling or defeating 40,000 horsemen at all...

There are less than 12,000 horsemen in Israel today. If 12,000 people beat 40,000 people, it won't just reward mere 8 points of fame. Because this means that the historical status of this battle is not even as important as opening up business routes.

So there is only one reason—that is, the 30,000 horsemen are all fake.

"This is the Pharaoh's temptation. You don't need to panic. The Pharaoh only allowed Hada to be used for a few days or to launch an attack. It's okay if you win a big victory, but if you fall into a decline, all the 30,000 horsemen will naturally retreat, leaving only The 8,000 foot soldiers who couldn't retreat—with the Pharaoh's monk character, he would not hurt his army for the Edomites."

Solomon said flatly: "You should think in reverse, Benaya. If the enemy can only launch an attack with 40,000 troops, it will immediately become 8,000... Where should we benefit most from fighting them?"

"Should it be in... the city? No, it will be surrounded, so it should be in the mountains..."

Benaya didn't panic anymore, just analyzing.

But Solomon sighed helplessly.

"Pass on the news—for example, I will go to Tire in the next few days to discuss major issues with the king of Tire. To show my sincerity, I will only bring a few people there."

Solomon said calmly: "Think about it, Benaiah. It was my father who killed Hadad's father; and he dared not let them harm Pharaoh's army, otherwise he would not be able to eat good fruit. So, on the one hand, After several enemies, there is Jerusalem with more than 10,000 garrisons on one side. Which side will he choose?"

"In addition, after Hada's army changes direction to the north, you lead the 6,000th eldest son army, and ride the best horses to follow behind, but don't act rashly before the time comes. I will tell you the details slowly..."

Solomon said slowly, the coercion brought by his tall and powerful body is overwhelming.

"You are still so wise, my king."

Benaiah bowed her head in worship. The prophet Nathan on the side also bowed to Solomon.