In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

Dahab.

This ancient desert city is under the earth-yellow city wall.

Flags fluttering.

People neigh and horses neigh.

Raouf's well-armored headquarters army came from the troops of various subordinate vassals. Most of them only wore civilian clothes and came from the Bedouin nomads in the desert.

There are also a large number of levies, who are clothed in plain clothes and have no armor, and only have a spear in their hand.

These complex armies, at this time, all gathered under the command of Rauf the Impaler.

At a glance, the number is no less than five thousand!

Rauf took the message from the falconer, glanced at it, and there was a trace of contempt in his eyes: Zain, this coward, seems to have been frightened by that Frankish barbarian, and actually claimed that attacking those fortresses was useless. , want to withdraw troops.”

This is not possible! Send a falcon to convey a message to him. At least three Frankish forts on the border must be captured. Unless the enemy's army presses the border, he will never be allowed to retreat.

He looked back and saw the troops in formation, and not far away, the Bedouin nomads who had been recruited after hearing that they could freely rob the Pearl of the Red Sea - the Port of Ella.

A tribal leader riding a white horse and wearing a turban came to Rauf and put his hand on his chest: The holy fire burns forever, Your Excellency Rauf, Governor Adil forbids us from going to war with the Franks. Will we do this? Being punished?”

Rauf smiled and said: But Mr. Adil never said that we are not allowed to fight back, respected Chief Mosanco.

That savage and unreasonable Frankish lord named Lothar usurped my brother's territory, plundered his wealth, enslaved our Zoroastrian brothers, and forced them to convert to paganism.

This is a humiliation that no believer blessed by the holy fire can bear.

Chief Mosanco was stunned for a moment and nodded: That's true, but Port Ella is...

What is this?

Rauf's voice was cold, like a poisonous snake in a cave: Is this the territory of the Franks?

Mo Sanko said quickly: No, of course it belongs to you, the distinguished Aladdin family.

Only then did a smile appear on Rauf's face.

Oh, very good.

He raised the sword inlaid with pearls and gems in his hand and shouted:

My people under the protection of the holy fire, the arrogant Franks have occupied our holy land, robbed our wealth, massacred our compatriots, and raped our women.

These barbarians from the barren lands of the West are locusts who destroy civilization and whose greed will never be satisfied. Now they are ambitiously waiting for an opportunity to attack us.

As the lord of Hijaz and South Sinai, I summon you all in the name of the Holy Fire to take revenge on the enemy.

On the day the Port of Ella is breached, everyone is free to plunder, and all gains belong to themselves!

The cheers of mountains and tsunamis sounded.

Moshanko looked at the proud Rauf and wanted to give some advice, but saw that his expression was slightly cold and he shouted loudly: Push out those traitors and behead them to sacrifice to the flag!

The Saracens, who were shackled with iron chains, were pushed to the city gates by Rauf's personal guards.

These are all bribed by Mueller, or have always been in contact with Mueller, and often subpoena Mueller privately.

Now, they didn't know how they were exposed, and they were all arrested by Rauf.

With an order.

All the men and women of these people, regardless of age, were all strung up on wooden stakes.

This tragic scene made even the tribesmen who still believed in the old gods and advocated blood sacrifices shudder.

Rauf snorted: This is the fate of traitors.

The tribal leader did not dare to persuade him any more, and bowed his head and retreated.

Rauf looked at this scene with an expression full of pride.

Of course, sending Zahn to attack the enemy's fortress on the border was to attack the east and the west.

This is a very simple strategy.

Zain is the abandoned son he threw away.

It has a certain weight, but it is not enough to break one's muscles and bones if thrown away.

Mr. Minomedo, are you ready?

Standing behind Rauf, wearing human bone earrings and a collar, the sinister dark wizard smiled and said, Of course, the great Scorpion God can't wait to accept the blood sacrifice.

Mo Sanco was startled by this terrifying character whose presence was extremely low, but as soon as he noticed it, he felt chills all over his body.

Accompanied by the roars of wild beasts, more than a dozen huge manticores, carrying riders, rose into the sky.

Seeing this scene, the conscripts from various ministries once again let out bursts of exclamation and cheers.

As the most powerful predator in the desert, they didn't know how many livestock and people would be kidnapped by the manticore every year. Now that they discovered that Rauf could drive such a powerful beast, they couldn't help but feel more confident.

They gathered here not for their fellow Zoroastrian sects, or for some holy or unholy place.

In fact, a considerable number of Bedouins in the Sinai Peninsula believe in both the Holy Fire and the Old Gods, and there are even many tribes that do not believe in the Holy Fire at all.

They were willing to fight with Rauf simply for the sake of robbery.

Aqaba.

A row of galleys docked in the harbor.

Larmor, the confidant of Rauf the Impaler, is anxiously waiting for the falcon to be summoned.

Once Raouf's army reaches the city, he will have to attack from the sea and enter the port of Ella.

At this time.

Accompanied by an eagle's cry.

The falcon swooped down from the sky.

Larmore opened his hand, but because he was too impatient, he forgot to wear arm guards. When the falcon fell, its claws immediately dug into his skin.

This damn beast.

He cursed, threw the falcon to his slave, and unfolded the letter tied to the falcon's leg.

A smile suddenly appeared on his face: Get on the ship immediately, we will teach those damn Franks a profound lesson!

Zain looked at the message coming from the southwest, his expression a little ugly.

The Mamluk leader next to him was a little confused and asked: Master Rauf wants us to capture at least three enemy border forts. What are we doing?

It doesn't take much time to break into that simple rammed earth fortress, and no siege equipment is needed.

But the cost of building such a fortress is very low, and even if it is laid, it is meaningless.

Zain was silent for a moment.

He whispered: It is obvious that Rauf is going to launch a full-scale attack on Ella Port.

We are just bait.

I have long noticed that something is wrong in Dahab today. It seems that my brother has always been on guard against me.

Little did Zain know that if he was still as reckless, arrogant and wanton as before, his brother wouldn't be so guarded against him.

So what do we do now?

Zain said angrily: What else can we do? Wander under the hands of some king and hope to be taken in as a vizier? We have no choice at all!

Go down with the order and surround the fortress in front!

The so-called fortress is really small.

It is not a defensive stronghold, but merely provides a simple shelter for nearby villagers, allowing the militiamen to use the city wall to delay for a while until reinforcements arrive.

This small rammed earth fortress can only accommodate a few dozen people at most, and it is already overcrowded.

The nearby villagers, their families and their children were all crowded inside.

People neigh and horses neigh.

The sounds and smells of sheep, camels, chickens, ducks, and livestock were mixed together.

Otto listened to the cry of children in his ears and said a little irritably: Why don't these Saracens retreat? What do they want to do, ignoring the peace treaty signed by Saladin and King Baldwin?

Petty border conflicts are not worth mentioning at all. Such scenes are everywhere in the border fiefdoms of the Kingdom of Jerusalem.

Ulm was bandaging his wounds. Hearing this, he said with a solemn expression: Perhaps those Saracens really intend to tear up the peace treaty and attack us.

Zain led a group of Mamluk guards to the fortress.

Although he had expected it, he still couldn't help but sneered: Look, what Rauf wants me to capture is such a mound made of mud.

The leader of the guards asked: Sir, do we want to launch an attack?

Zain looked at the hussars and militiamen who climbed up the city wall, shook his head and said: What are you attacking? Just attack it. Send people to cut down trees and make siege engines.

The leader of the personal guard said doubtfully: My lord, to build such a fortress, you don't need siege engines at all. You only need to find a wooden stake to break the gate.

Zain sneered: “Does it make sense?”

Rauf wants us to be a bait to seduce the main force of the Franks so that he can take the opportunity to attack Ella Port. All we have to do is pretend here.

Falcon tamer, you must always pay attention to the enemies coming from the south. Those winged cavalry are extremely fast. Once we find their traces, we will retreat immediately.

Zain found that now he could not rely on anyone but the Mamluk guard in his hand who spent a lot of money to train.