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The year is 53 B.C. Fresh from victory in Gaul, Julius Caesar leads battle-hardened legions across the Rubicon river- threatening Rome herself. Even the master strategist Pompey is caught unprepared by the strike, and forced to abandon his city. The armies of Rome will face each other at last in civil war, led by the two greatest generals ever to walk the seven hills. Thus begins Conn Iggulden's towering saga of Julius Caesar as he approaches his final destiny- a destiny that will be decided not by legions but by...
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The year is 53 B.C. Fresh from victory in Gaul, Julius Caesar leads battle-hardened legions across the Rubicon river- threatening Rome herself. Even the master strategist Pompey is caught unprepared by the strike, and forced to abandon his city. The armies of Rome will face each other at last in civil war, led by the two greatest generals ever to walk the seven hills. Thus begins Conn Iggulden's towering saga of Julius Caesar as he approaches his final destiny- a destiny that will be decided not by legions but by his friend Brutus and an Egyptian queen named Cleopatra, who will bear his only son....

For Caesar, the campaign against Pompey will test his military genius and his appetite for glory to their limits, as the greatest fighting machine the world has ever seen divides against itself in a bloody conflict that will set brother against brother until victory or death. But for Caesar, another kingdom beckons- a world of ancient mysteries and languid sensuality, where a beautiful, bewitching woman waits to snare his heart.

The Gods of War follows Julius Caesar through politics and passion, ruthless ambition and private grief, and into the corruption of power itself. Those he has loved will play a part in his triumphs- as will the jealousy and hatred of his enemies.

From the spectacles of the arena to the whispered lies of conspirators, Conn Iggulden brings to life a world of monumental drama. And at its heart is one extraordinary friendship- marked by fierce loyalty and bitter betrayal, with dark events shrouded in noble ideals.
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This is the fourth and possibly last installment in Iggulden's epic series (see also Emperor: The Field of Swords) chronicling the intertwined lives of Julius Caesar and Marcus Brutus (the author leaves open the possibility of future books involving ancient Rome). Caesar has taken control of Rome, his rivals have been defeated or killed, and he has the Egyptian queen Cleopatra as his mistress. But now new enemies are gathering, especially the estranged Brutus, one of several men who fears that Caesar will declare himself king. This volume features some gripping moments but suffers from poorly defined motivation (e.g., Brutus appears petty) and strained dialog (e.g., "Did Caesar's friends really call him `Julius' when his first name was `Gaius'?"). Also, because it tries to say so much, it lacks the richness of Colleen McCullough's novels on Caesar and, although a different medium, the grit of HBO's addictive series Rome. Still, Gods of War is an entertaining and fairly compelling historical novel, an impressive feat considering everyone already knows the ending. For larger collections. [See Prepub Alert, LJ 12/05.]-Robert Conroy, Warren, MI Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.
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“Delightfully entertaining historical fiction.” —Booklist

“Iggulden is a grand storyteller.” —USA Today
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  • ISBN-13: 9780007210978
  • Publisher: HarperCollins Audiobooks,
  • Publication date: 1/28/2006
  • Series: Emperor Series , #4

Meet the Author

Conn Iggulden
Conn Iggulden is the author of three novels about Genghis Khan, as well as the Emperor novels, all of which are available in hardcover and in paperback from Dell. He is also the coauthor of the #1 New York Times bestseller The Dangerous Book for Boys. He lives with his wife and children in Hertfordshire, England.
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Emperor: The Gods of War


By Conn Iggulden

Random House

Conn Iggulden
All right reserved.

ISBN: 0385337671


Chapter One

Chapter 1


Pompey pronounced each word as a hammer blow: "Therefore, by his actions, Caesar is today declared Enemy of Rome. His titles and honors are revoked. His right to command legions is struck from the records. His life is forfeit. It will be war."

The Senate chamber was finally still after the storms of debate, the tension showing in every face. The messengers who had killed horses to reach them had no way of knowing the pace of those who followed. The Rubicon line had been crossed and the legions of Gaul were racing south.

Pompey had aged visibly over two days of strain, yet he stood before them with a straight back, his experience giving him the strength to dominate the room. He watched as the senators slowly lost their frozen expressions, and saw dozens of them meet each other's eyes in private communication. There were many there who still blamed Pompey for the chaos in the city three years before. It had been his legion that had failed to maintain order then and his Dictatorship that had arisen from that conflict. He knew there were more than a few voices muttering for him to put aside the position and elect consuls once again. The very building in which they sat was a constant reminder, with its smell of fresh lime and wood. The ashes of the old site had been cleared, but the foundationsremained as a mute testament to the destruction and rioting in the city.

In the silence, Pompey wondered whom he could trust in the struggle. Who amongst them had the strength he needed? He had no illusions. Julius was coming south with four veteran legions and there was nothing in Rome to stand against them. In just a few days, the commander of Gaul would be hammering at the gates of the city and some of the men before Pompey would clamor to let him in.

"There are hard choices to be made, gentlemen," he said.

They watched him closely, judging his strength, his weaknesses. One slip, he knew, and they would tear him apart. He would not give them the chance.

"I have legions in Greece who have not been infected by the enthusiasms of the mob in Rome. Though there may be traitors in this city, the rule of law has not lost its voice in our dominions."

How closely he watched them then to see who looked away, but every eye was on him.

"Gentlemen, there is no other option but to leave Rome for Greece and gather our armies there. At present, the bulk of Caesar's forces remain in Gaul. Once they join him, the whole country could fall before we have a sufficient presence in the field. I do not wish to lose a race to reinforce. Better to be certain and go to our armies. There are ten legions in Greece waiting for the call to defend against this traitor. We must not disappoint them.

"If he remains in our city, we will return to tear him out, exactly as Cornelius Sulla did to his uncle. The battle must be joined with him. He has made that clear by ignoring the lawful orders of this Senate. There can be no agreements, no peace while he lives. Rome cannot have two masters and I will not allow a rogue general to destroy what we have all built here."

Pompey's voice softened slightly and he leaned forward on the rostrum, the smell of wax and oil strong in his nostrils.

"If, through our weakness, he is allowed to live, to triumph, then every general we send out from Rome will wonder if he cannot do the same. If Caesar is not crushed, this city will never know peace again. What we have built will be worn down by constant war over generations until there is nothing left to show that we were once here under the eyes of the gods, and that we stood for order. I defy the man who would steal it from us. I defy him and I will see him dead."

Many of them were on their feet, their eyes bright. Pompey barely looked at those he despised, men filled more with air than courage. The Senate had never been short of speakers, but the rostrum was his.

"My legion is not up to strength and only a fool would deny the value of the battles in Gaul to his men. Even with the guards from the road forts, we do not have sufficient force to guarantee a victory. Do not think I enter into this lightly. I greet the news with pain and anger, but I will not scorn him from our gates and then lose my city under me."

He paused and waved his hand lightly at those who had risen. Confused, they sat down, frowning.

"When he comes, he will find this Senate house empty, with the doors broken from their hinges."

He waited through the uproar as they understood at last that he did not intend to leave alone.

"With his legions raping your wives and daughters, how many of you will stand against him if you are left behind? He will come in looking for blood and will find nothing! We are the government, the heart of the city. Where we are, is Rome. He will be nothing more than a ruthless invader without you to put the seal of law on his words and actions. We must deny him our legitimacy."

"The people will think-" someone began from the back.

Pompey shouted over the voice, "The people will endure him as they have endured all their history! Do you think it would be better to leave you here while I gather an army on my own? How long would you last under torture, Marcellus? Or any of you? This Senate would be his and the final barrier would be overcome."

Out of the corner of his eye, Pompey saw the orator Cicero rise and suppressed his irritation. The senators looked at the small figure and then at Pompey, seeing him hesitate. Cicero spoke before he too could be waved down.

"You have said little of the communications we sent to Caesar. Why have we not discussed his offer to halt?"

Pompey frowned at the nodding heads around him. He sensed they would not stand for a blustering answer.

"His terms were unacceptable, Cicero, as he knew they would be. He seeks to drive a wedge between us with his promises. Do you really believe he will end his drive south simply because I have left the city? You do not know him."

Cicero folded his arms across his narrow chest, raising one hand until he could stroke the skin of his throat.

"Perhaps, though, this is the place to debate the issue. Better to have it out in the open than leave it to be discussed in private. Have you responded to his offer, Pompey? I recall you said you would answer him."

The two men locked gazes and Pompey gripped the rostrum more tightly as he struggled not to lose patience. Cicero was a subtle man, but Pompey had hoped he could depend on him.

"I have done everything I said I would. I wrote under Senate seal to demand he return to Gaul. I will not negotiate while his legions are within striking distance of my city, and he knows it. His words are simply to confuse us and cause delay. They mean nothing."

Cicero raised his head. "I agree, Pompey, though I believe all information should be made available to us here." Choosing not to see Pompey's surprise, Cicero turned his head to address the senators on the benches around him. "I do wonder if we are discussing a Roman general or another Hannibal who will be satisfied with nothing less than power torn from our hands. What right does Caesar have to demand that Pompey leave the city? Do we now negotiate with invaders? We are the government of Rome and we are threatened by a mad dog, leading armies we trained and created. Do not underestimate the danger in this. I concur with Pompey. Though it will hurt worse than anything we have suffered before, we must retreat to gather loyal forces in Greece. The rule of law must not bend for the whims of our generals, or we are no more than another tribe of savages."

Cicero sat down, after meeting Pompey's eyes with a brief flicker of amusement. His support would sway a number of the weaker ones in the chamber, and Pompey inclined his head in silent thanks.

"There is no time for lengthy debate, gentlemen." Pompey said. "Another day will change nothing except to bring Caesar closer. I move we vote now and plan accordingly."

Under Pompey's stern eye, there was little chance of rebellion, as he had intended. One by one, the senators rose to show their support, and no one dared abstain. At last, Pompey nodded, satisfied.

"Alert your households and plan for a journey. I have recalled all the soldiers in Caesar's path to the city. They will be here to help man the fleet and arrange our departure."



The sun shone on the back of Julius's neck as he sat on a fallen tree in the middle of a cornfield. Wherever he looked, he could see dark patches of his men as they rested amongst the golden crops and ate cold meat and vegetables. Cooking fires had been forbidden as they crossed into the lowlands of Etruria. The wheat was dry and rough to the touch and a single spark could send sheets of flame racing across the fields. Julius almost smiled at the peaceful scene. Fifteen thousand of the most experienced soldiers in the world and he could hear them laughing and singing like children. It was a strange thing to be there, out in the open. He could hear the calls of birds he had known as a boy, and when he reached down and took a little of the leaf mulch in his hand, he was home.

"It is a fine thing to be here," he said to Octavian. "Can you feel it? I'd almost forgotten what it is like to be on my own land, surrounded by my people. Can you hear them sing? You should learn the words, lad. They'd be honored to teach them to you."

Slowly, Julius rubbed the damp leaves together in his hand and let them fall. The soldiers of the Tenth reached a chorus, their voices soaring over the fields.

"I heard that song from the men who followed Marius, years ago," he said. "These things seem to survive somehow."

Octavian looked at his general, tilting his head as he assessed his mood. "I feel it. This is home," he said.

Julius smiled. "I haven't been this close to the city in ten years. But I can sense her on the horizon. I swear I can." He raised his hand and pointed over the low hills, heavy with wheat. "Over there, waiting for us. Fearing us perhaps, while Pompey threatens and blusters."

His eyes grew cold as the last words were spoken. He would have continued, but Brutus rode up through the crops, leaving a snaking path behind him. Julius rose to his feet and they clasped hands.

"The scouts report eleven cohorts, maybe twelve," Brutus said.

Julius's mouth twisted irritably. Every legion post and road fort had been cleared before them as they moved south. His march had shaken them free like ripe fruit and now they were within reach. Whatever their quality, six thousand men was too many to leave at his back.

"They've gathered in Corfinium," Brutus continued. "The town looks like someone kicked a wasp nest. Either they know we're close, or they're getting ready to move back to Rome."

Julius glanced around him, noticing how many in earshot were sitting up and listening, anticipating his order. The thought of unleashing them on Roman soldiers was almost a blasphemy.

Pompey had done well to recall the guards. They would do more good on the walls of Rome than wasted against the Gaul veterans. Julius knew he should strike fast to blood the campaign and seal the decision made on the banks of the Rubicon. Brutus shifted at the delay, but Julius still did not speak, staring into nothing. The men in Corfinium were inexperienced. It would be a slaughter.

"The numbers are accurate?" Julius said softly.

Brutus shrugged. "As far as they can be. I didn't let the scouts risk being seen, but it's clear ground. There's no ambush. I'd say these are the only soldiers between us and Rome. And we can take these. The gods know we have enough experience breaking into towns."

Julius looked up as Domitius and Ciro came out of the wheat with Regulus. Mark Antony was only a short way behind them and he felt the pressure to give the orders to spill Roman blood on Roman land. Once those first lives were taken, every loyal hand would be raised against him. Every legion would swear vengeance unto death against his name. The civil war would be a test of strength and numbers that he could very well lose. His mind searched feverishly and he wiped sweat from his forehead.

"If we kill them, we will destroy any hope of peace in the future," he said slowly. Domitius and Brutus exchanged a quick glance as Julius went on, testing the thoughts aloud. "We need . . . guile, as well as a strong arm, against our people. We need to win their loyalty, and that cannot be accomplished by killing men who love Rome as I do."

"They won't let us through, Julius," Brutus said, coloring with irritation. "Would you, if an army wanted a path to your city? They'll fight just to slow us down; you know they will."

Julius frowned with the anger that was always close to the surface. "These are our own, Brutus. It is no small thing to be talking of killing them. Not for me."

"That decision was made when we crossed the river and came south," Brutus replied, refusing to back down. "You knew the price then. Or will you go alone and give yourself up to Pompey?"

Some of those who listened winced at his tone. Ciro shifted his massive shoulders, his anger showing. Brutus ignored them all, his gaze fixed on his general.

"If you stop now, Julius, we are all dead men. Pompey won't forget we threatened the city. You know it. He'd follow us back to Britain if he had to." He looked into Julius's eyes and, for a moment, his voice shook. "Now don't you let me down. I've come this far with you. We have to see it through."

Julius returned the pleading gaze in silence before placing his hand on Brutus's shoulder. "I am home, Brutus. If it sticks in my throat to kill men of my own city, would you begrudge me my doubts?"


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  • Posted July 28, 2011

    Awesome

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  • Posted January 24, 2014

    Love his books!!

    I have read all his Julius Ceaser books and they are never dull.

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  • Posted June 20, 2011

    Omnia Gallia divisa en partes tres. They told us but then the story begins to get really juicy!

    If you like I spent much of yoour school time hunched over a Latin book, where you had to translate paragraphs, or pages and be prepared to read the text in both Latin.a language no one had heard spoken for 400 years , and English. You might find a quibble or two w/ this book. But not enough to make you stop wishing that this had beem around when you were reading Ceaser's conquests especially. He was his own best publicist, & I think the author here caught thay much bettet than my poor translations ever did. Well worh the time for any history buff.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 20, 2008

    Excellent historical fiction

    I truly enjoyed this book. I found the majority of the story to very plausible. If you are interested in Caesar at all, then this series is something that you may want to look into. In the historical notes, Conn Iggulden mentions that he may write the story of what happens after the conspiracy. I sure hope so.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 4, 2007

    Good stuff

    Read all four of the books. Some things are off, but I dont really care, it entertains me. Awesome series!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 16, 2006

    Historical Fiction without the Fiction.

    I have always loved the Emperor book series, and this book was yet another example of his writing abilities, but I can't help but regret that these books are Historical Fictions without the Historical part. Crassus defeated Spartacus not Pompey, and his whole army was defeated at Carrhae not just him and his son. Cato didn't die until 46 BC and in the books he is killed around 73 BC. Brutus never served under Caesar, and was years younger than him. Most importantly, Cicero wasn't even mentioned in the Catilinarian Conspiracy, and he's the man who defeated it!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 20, 2006

    What a story!!!!!

    I am a historical fiction nave,buff and enthusiast.I love ancient Roman history and all of it`s glory.Anybody that picks up the first book will be impressed with the characters and there roles in this series.The plots and sub-plots are subtle and easy to follow.The battle scenes are excellent.I guaratee you`ll never have an easy time putting this down for the night.

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  • Posted December 9, 2008

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    terrific ancient historical tale

    In 53 B.C. Commander of Gaul Julius Caesar leads four veteran legions, hardened by the victorious campaign, across the Rubicon. Caesar¿s threat to Rome leads a stunned Pompey to declare him ¿the enemy of Rome¿ in the Senate chambers. However, Pompey also knows that there is nothing in the city to stop Caesar¿s advance. Caesar expects the war with Pompey will prove his toughest but greatest achievement. --- Victory belongs to Caesar but he will one day find the fruits bitter. However, for now he controls Rome and no rival has surfaced since Pompey¿s defeat. He has the exotic Queen Cleopatra of Egypt as a mistress and ponders what next. His long time friend Marcus Brutus brooding over Caesar¿s ambition fears for the future of the Republic. He wonders when Caesar will claim he is the king and begins to plan how to stop the ascent that Brutus feels will ultimately lead to the destruction of Rome. --- The fourth ¿Emperor¿ tale (see THE FIELD OF SWORDS, THE DEATH OF KINGS, and THE GATES OF ROME) is a terrific ancient historical tale that feels in some ways as more of a biographical fictional account of Julius Caesar. The story line brings alive the civil war with Pompey who never expected a Roman legion to attack Rome, Caesar¿s tryst with Cleopatra, his friendship with Brutus throughout his rise to power and his apparent thirst for more. Though Brutus' concerns come across seemingly trivial and lacking conviction and compassion (unlike Shakespeare¿s version), readers will appreciate this fine entry that entertains and grips the audience from start to the Ides of March. --- Harriet Klausner

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