9th August 508 - 28th July 512
Artsyras Orontid knew that the war would end somehow. Either the countries would make a deal or victorious countries decide to take everything they want without negotiating. Artasyras had to leave his palace first time in a year and go negotiate peace.
When he opened the heavy door of the palace and saw what was waiting outside, he fell on his knees and started crying. His capital was burnt ruin and nobody seemed to be alive. Artasyras staid still for a long time.
Bithynian patrol was checking city for personal loot. They weren't greek extremely disciplined after the battle, all around the city was Bithynian soldiers robbing everything they could carry to home. Soldier named Alexandros and his brother Mithridates were walking towards the palace. They decided to check if it's possible to break in the palace. Their generals had told that the palace must not be destroyed, it would work as a memorial after the war to show next generations how Bithynians had conquered Armenia. Nobody had spoken about robbing it so it was just a matter of time when first soldiers would try to rob it.
Mithridates saw Artasyras first. Stop or we'll kill you! This is Bithynian land now! If you're Armenian you should leave before you're all enslaved.
Artasyras couldn't care less about young soldiers' bluster. Where is your king? he asked. That's not your business scumbag! Alexandros answered. I'm the king of Armenia and I want to negotiate peace with your king! Two soldiers who don't have intelligence to rob houses before burn them won't slow me down. Either tell me where your king is or face my sword.
Young soldier brothers looked eachother. This man was serious, normally neither of the soldiers would have listened something like that but the tone of this kings voice made them think again. Okay, follow us Mithranes said.
King was lead to encampment where Bithynian, Seleucian and Macedonian kings were sitting and telling stories about their great victories during the war.
Artasyras wanted to puke when he heard those three kings' stories. Even best storytellers of Armenia couldn't overkill their victories and conquests as much as these three men did.
Alexandros and Mithridates brought Artasyras next to kings.
- Who is this guy? Seleucian Basileus Mithridates asked
- He says he's the Armenian king. Alexandros answered.
- Well well.. We finally meet face to face. How are your citizens? Do they still worship you and think you'll save them? Do you know what happened in Commagene in the first siege? Your brave warriors ran out of the town and surrendered before we even really started the siege. Your citizens are cowards! Seleucid king said and continued
You know what happened after we took over the city full of cowards?
We treated them like the cowards deserved! Seleucid king shouted.
Two nights my generals let soldiers satisfy themselves! Every woman were crying after those nights! Every coward man was either dead or enslaved to take care of armies' needs.
Artasyras wanted to puke again. His citizens were raped, killed, enslaved or captured by all enemies. He knew that Greek were known about good behavior but the truth was different. Even Rhoxolanian barbarian chief who's lands were conquered a few years ago was more of a man than any of these.
- I want to negotiate about peace Artasyras said. I think you've been waiting for this.
- Ah.. yea, well you know you're more than screwed at the moment so we'll demand provinces and money.
- I understand. Armenia will cede Pontus to Bithynia, Trapezus to Macedonia, Sarmatia and Alazones to Aetolian League and Uti, Legae and Alans to Seleucid Empire. We'll pay 60 gold to alliance leader Seleucids.
- Sounds reasonable. What do you think?
- I accept the deal Bithynia's Basileus
- I accept too. We'll tell Aetolian League's Dorimachus that the deal was made. said Macedonian King.
Peace deal for The Alliance Of Doom
Now was the time to rebuild dead, burnt, raped and defiled Armenian Kingdom.
Mithranes had a lot of work to do. His popularity had dropped even lower, nobody in Armenia thought he was good enough king. He was alone.
Artasyras started building Irrigations to several provinces. Tax income was surprisingly high after the war so it helped building province upgrades. Artasyras built another army, his first and second armies had been completely destroyed in the war and his only army was in Rhoxolani. At the end of the war barbarian tribe from Zinchi had risen and took over Coraxi. Mithranes had offered them to became client which they accepted. Now mithranes decided it was time to take the province back. He named himself a general to the first army. Artasyras didn't know a lot about warfare but everyone else seemed to be disloyal so he thought it's better to go to battlefield yourself instead risking civil war. At December 509 declaration of war was sent to horde in Coraxi.
After 199 days of siege Coraxi surrendered. The tribe didn't have army so the war wasn't long.
Artasyras' popularity started growing. His rivals' smear campaigns had backfired and people started to trust in Artasyras.
For a year Artasyras travelled around his kingdom and checked where the destruction was worst. At 26th April 512 he decided that Armenian kingdom will expand again. His father had multiplied Armenia's size, during Artasyras' reign Armenia had just became smaller.
Artasyras declared war against Daci and boarded ships with his army. He managed to arrive Daci, win one battle where 1000 Dacians and 17 Armenians were killed. Then 28 July a messenger found him and brought a letter:
Artasyras couldn't find a word to explain what he was thinking. Go! Go to nearest unblocked Armenian port and take a ship somewhere. Save yourself. Artasyras gave a few gold coins to messenger and went to his tent. There he broke down and started crying. His kingdom was probably already burnt, raped and enslaved. His messenger had brought the message trough barbarian lands to the opposite side of black sea. Alliance of Doom wouldn't have waited that long.
Three days Artasyras laid in his tent praying gods to help him. He didn't come out even once during the days and didn't ate anything. Fourth day he had made his decision.
Soldiers! I have a message. Our great kingdom is at war again. The Alliance of Doom has broken the truce and shamelessly declared war on us. We can't help our brothers in the mainland but we can take these provinces. So pray the prophet Zoroaster to help us in these sieges. Pray the gods to help our brothers when the barbarian greeks come and burn their homes. I know how we can end this war soon but we need to take these provinces first. Now fight. Fight for your families who are suffering because those dirty greek dogs!
Armenian Kingdom after the first war with Alliance of Doom