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344                          Bronze and Iron             [1160-1090 B.C.]

                         called themselves, and Medes, and half a dozen other tribes
                         besides. From Luristan, and from the borders of India, they were
                         pushing south towards the Persian Gulf. But unlike their cousins
                         in Asia Minor they were not, it seemed, anxious to try conclusions
                         with the old empires, and they had bypassed the eastern frontiers
                         of Elam. So one didn’t really know whether the new king in
                         Susa, Shilhak-Inshushinak, might not now try to regain Baby­
                         lonia. Really it was madness, said the Babylonian traders to
                         themselves, this mutual suspicion of Assyria and Babylonia.
                         Only in alliance could they hope to survive in these dangerous
                         times, and yet alliance seemed impossible, and would doubtless
                         only come when one of the two countries had conquered the
                         other.
                              The boys in Assur knew nothing of the anxious speculations
                         of the Babylonian traders, and cared less. They didn’t like
                         Babylonians, and that was that.
                              The children of Assyria did not, like their elders, regard the
                         times as dangerous. They had known nothing else in their short
                         lives, and even the reminiscences of their fathers concerned
                         little other than the struggles of rival kingdoms and the depre­
                         dations of roving nations of mountaineers in the north and
                         desert dwellers in the south. Since Tukulti-Ninurta, their great
                         king, had conquered Babylon ninety years before and been
                         murdered seven years later, there had been no peace; the old
                         days of the great empires, when Hittite and Egyptian had held
                         the Near East in balance, were nothing more than a fable to this
                         new generation. War was the natural state; whichever country
                         was the strongest campaigned almost yearly against its weaker
                         neighbors, and the only important aim in life was to be the
                         country that was strongest.
                              So there was no surprise in the minds of the ten-year-old
                         boys when the news came that the king of Elam had crossed
                         his western border with a large army and was burning crops
                         and villages along the lower Tigris. The main attack, of course,
                         was aimed towards Babylon, but the young men of Assyria were
                         called to their regiments all the same, and marched south, with
                         their bows on their backs, to strengthen the southern frontier.
                              They were needed. While one contingent of the Elamite
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