300: Rise of an Empire Page #4

to sit at the table

of combat veterans,

but you can trust him.

Very well.

Tell me.

A Greek woman commands all

of Xerxes' ships to the South.

Artemisia.

I know of her.

Artemisia is murderous by trade

with true skill on the sea

and she has thirst for vengeance.

Rumors are her entire family

was murdered by a squad

of Greek Hoplites.

I have heard all the stories.

And the Hoplites spared

no one on that day.

The story goes that

they raped and murdered

her entire family.

And then they turned their

attention towards her.

After years of being

kept in the bowels

of a Greek slave ship...

She was discarded

and left for dead,

where she was found near

death by a Persian emissary.

Artemisia vowed that day

to return to Greece...

Only when she could watch it burn.

She was fed, clothed and

trained by the finest warriors

of the Persian empire...

Aah!... Until no

match could be found

for her skills and

gift with the sword.

The great king Darius was

impressed by her commitment.

And she quickly rose to

command at his side.

She has sold her soul

to death himself.

Well, some could say that

I've sold mine to Greece.

And what do you think?

Me?

Yes.

You are the future of this country.

I'm ready to fight.

I like him.

He reminds me of you.

We will need every last man.

Well, he is still just a boy.

Much younger have defended

our country, father.

Enough!

You are a dreamer and will

speak of this no more.

Themistokles, I've set

your plan in motion

and my land force will be

assembled by the second day.

You will be needed.

I can assure you of that.

And there is bad news.

Leonidas has marched

north to the hot gates.

Bad news?

With the Spartans at the hot gates,

our victory is assured.

If the army were with him.

But between the oracle

and the Carnea,

Leonidas has marched to Thermopylae

with just 300 men.

So the only thing

standing between Athens

and total annihilation is

Leonidas and 300 Spartans.

I will search out the

veterans among them.

Establish some order

among the volunteers.

Good. There's little time to

teach these farmhands strategy.

Just keep them well-fed...

And sober.

Anything else?

Wouldn't hurt if they

could swing a sword.

Well, I'll be damned.

Sh*t!

Does your father know

that you're here?

No, sir.

And this shield and sword?

My grandfather's.

My mother entrusted them

to me this morning.

When she gave you her blessing?

Yes, sir.

With a sharp blade, no less.

Your father is preparing a surprise

for our enemy tomorrow.

I choose to fight here.

Now.

Come aboard my ship.

That is where you will fight.

Yes, sir.

We've just over 50 ships.

Persian forces reported a

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