He looked at the puzzling knot and soon saw that he would not be able to untie it.
But he did not mean to be beaten. He would solve the problem in his own way. So taking his sword in his impatient hands, with one swift stroke he cut the formidable knot in two.
The onlookers, both Phrygians and Macedonians, shouted with delight, for lo! the oracle was fulfilled, and Alexander would become monarch of Asia.
As the knot was cut in twain, a great thunderstorm raged over the town, and the people said, 'It is Zeus who sends the storm to show that he is pleased that the prophecy is fulfilled.'
While Alexander had been conquering the towns along the coast of Asia, Darius had been gathering together another great army, which numbered, so it was said, six hundred thousand men. The king himself commanded the vast army, and in the spring of 333 B.C. he set out to find Alexander.
Darius was not a skilful general, nor was he a brave king, but he had no doubt that he would conquer Alexander.
When Alexander still lingered in one of the coast towns, Darius deemed that it was cowardice that kept him there, so little did he know of the character of his foe. It was illness alone that kept Alexander from advancing against the great king.
Some said that it was the hardships of the battlefield that had made the king ill, others that while he was still heated after a long march he had bathed in a river, the waters of which were very cold.
To the dismay of his soldiers, who adored their brave leader, the king grew worse and worse. He was so ill that it seemed that he must die.
His physicians were afraid to give the king medicine, for should he die they would be accused of giving him poison.
At length one of the physicians, named Philip, to whom
