Chapter 768: Entering Thesalie (Part-2)

As Alexander entered the city, the clamor and din of the cheering crowd reached such a deafening roar that for a while he was unable to even hear himself.

He felt many of these cheers were truly genuine, coming mostly from his Adhanian men, since for them, the hero who gave them the unattainable Thesalie was someone truly cheering for.

Facing this huge crowd, Alexander simply smiled, waved, and pumped his hand to the sky, each of these gestures producing an even greater shout.

And it was among such a grand reception that he slowly made his horse pass through the stone paved roads, eager to tour the prize he had taken for himself, both in its beauty and its ugly.

The beauty in the city itself, the ugly in the devastation wrought upon it by the looting and plundering by the nearly eighty thousand men and women for the past three days.

Alexander was sure that would not be anything less than tragic.

"My lord, welcome to Thesalie!"