Father Mavie

Chapter 696 Saladin (two in one, please subscribe!!!)
In the scorching sun, there is no breeze in the air, and the sultry breath wanders between the nose and cheeks. There are cloth tents under the houses piled up of loess bricks, with dark eyes, and men with dense curly hair sit under the tents and sell. Occasionally, girls with slim waists and black gauze masks walked past the street with dustpans full of fruits on their heads, lined up and headed straight for the majestic palace in the center of the city.

Voodoo Kingdom, Cairo, a city far away from the Central Continent, was once an important economic center.

Click!

The fresh and sweet fruit juice spurts out. On the soft wool blanket, a curly bearded man with a black scarf and falcon-like eyes leans on the cushion to enjoy the fruits brought by the girls. There are no girls dancing in the luxuriously decorated room. Many men dressed in white scarves and officials.

While eating the fruit, the man with curly beard glanced at the officials kneeling on one knee in front of him. After the girls put down the fruit and quietly left the room with their bare feet, he said in a low voice: "Sit down, sit down!" Come to my side, let go of your formality, and talk to me like a friend."

"Thank you, Sultan."

The officials looked at each other, but they didn't dare to get up. The old man who was kneeling at the front stood up first and set an example, and then led the crowd to sit on the blanket. Even so, the crowd still didn't dare to breathe loudly, and kept their heads down to keep quiet.

The man called the Sudan, nicknamed the Desert Eagle, was the monarch who fought against the invading army of the Knights 700 years ago. For hundreds of years, no one in the Voodoo Kingdom can surpass his achievements. On the monument.

Amalric Saladin!
A legend!
Among the officials present, many of them paid the highest respect to this great national hero. Even the enemies repulsed by him and the army of knights who invaded the Kingdom of Voodoo across the ocean were called Saladin. For the 'Knightly Sovereign'.

What a great honor!
Seeing it in person, of course, would be a little nervous.

"Arif, Arif, you are an elder that even I respect. The former Sultan spoke highly of you. I also believe that you are the best candidate for Pharaoh."

Saladin picked a grape and handed it to the old man sitting on the left. The old man accepted it with both hands and said respectfully: "Great Sultan, you are the pioneer appointed by the God of Voodoo, Dambala. I am willing to assist you in creating a new grape. Do something about it, and recover the lost Holy Land, Jerusalem!"

"Jerusalem!"

The officials shouted in unison, their eyes full of longing to go to the Holy Land for pilgrimage. It is said that Jerusalem is the birthplace of Dambala and the holiest place of Witchcraft, but now, Jerusalem does not belong to the Voodoo Kingdom and has been taken away by the enemy.
"Yes, yes, I understand my responsibilities." Saladin nodded slowly: "In my last life, I followed God's will and led God's people to retake the Holy Land and defend the dignity of the sect. to the same thing."

Pharaoh Arif immediately lowered his head and folded his hands on his chest: "Your greatness will surely shine on Cairo! Your eyes will surely pass through the desert and show pity for the people of the Holy Land! Your name will surely make the enemies tremble!"

Saladin also made the same action, responding to Pharaoh's praise: "God favors me and gives me strength. I am fearless."

After finishing speaking, Saladin took a bite of the uneaten apple and asked: "Arif, I just woke up and don't know much about current affairs, but I heard that Caesar was resurrected earlier than me, is that so?"

"Yes, after Caesar was reborn, he restored the Roman Republic, led the dictator, and took charge of all affairs. His return is obvious to all."

After a pause, Arif added: "As for the fact that Caesar was resurrected earlier than you, it is because God is watching. No one knows whether the resurrection of the dead will have an impact on the world."

"Don't get me wrong, Arif, I believe that God has his own considerations. I have already slept forever. If there is no need, deep sleep is my best destination." Saladin smiled.

"There is also Napoleon Bonaparte." An official said: "He is also a powerful monarch. He once led the Gauls to conquer the Central Continent and almost succeeded. I think his threat is not weaker than Caesar."

Napoleon Bonaparte, Saladin has never heard of it, he is too unfamiliar with this name, he has no impression at all, he was an active monarch half a century ago, 650 years later than himself, the time difference is too far, did not hear Said it was normal.

The official who spoke had already prepared relevant information on Napoleon and handed it over to Saladin for review.

When Saladin was flipping through Napoleon's materials, a Siamese cat walked into the room with graceful steps. If no one walked to the carpet, he sniffed the fruit in front of everyone, turned his head disinterestedly, and came to Pharaoh In front of Arif, attracted by his curly beard, he pounced on and grabbed one. Arif grinned in pain, patiently picked up the cat, and let it go to play.

Everyone was accustomed to Mao Mao's actions, and no one showed any surprise. Even Saladin glanced sideways at Mao Mao, but there was no reaction.

Different from the statues enshrined in the Church of the Three Goddesses of Destiny and the God of Wisdom, there is totem worship in the Witch God. Their totem is a cat. Cats have a high status in the Voodoo Kingdom and are protected by a whole set of laws, because in the eyes of the Witch God, cats are common Spiritual beings, who can communicate with the dead, are worthy of worship.

"Napoleon Bonaparte."

After reading the information, Saladin put down the document, and his face was much more solemn than before: "It is indeed a man who defended the revolution, promulgated laws, expanded the territory, established the country and proclaimed himself emperor. In terms of scope alone, he even did what Caesar failed to do. It is not too much to call him a great emperor."

"It's a pity that he failed in the end. He miscalculated the strength of the enemy and us, failed to consider the weather factor, was dragged down alive, and was ambushed by the Allies on the way back."

Saladin shook his head, as if feeling sorry for what happened to Napoleon: "It's only one step away, but it also proves that his ambition does not match his strength. If he can stop as soon as possible and stabilize the territory he has laid down, the ending may be different. .”

"Napoleon failed more than once, and he was still defeated in his second rise." Pharaoh Arif said: "Although he is a threat, he is not the enemy we need to fear the most. We want to expand eastward and regain the holy land of Jerusalem. It is too far from the First Bonaparte Empire."

"Such a great emperor must have a long-term strategic vision." Saladin said in a deep voice: "The Gauls participated in the Eastern Expedition of the Knights, and their threat cannot be underestimated. is the biggest problem”

"So Sudan, which strategy do you think we should implement next?" Arif asked, "Do you have any ideas?"

"Caesar is busy rectifying the internal affairs. The current Rome is not the Rome I know. The Rhine Alliance has also collapsed. The Kingdom of Popon has become the First Empire of Bonaparte, and the Kingdom of Windsor is the leader."

Saladin thought about it and said: "Originally, Caesar should be the biggest threat to us, but now he has no time to pay attention to what is happening outside. Similarly, the Kingdom of Frederick is the same. They are busy annexing the Rhine Union, and they will never Instead of jumping around and causing trouble, I will try to keep a low profile as much as possible."

"I think that the biggest threat to us today should be the Kingdom of Windsor and the First Bonaparte Empire. They currently have enough power to start a war, but they are accumulating strength to wait for changes in time. This kind of enemy will definitely stare at us. The surrounding movement, don't let go of any trouble."

"If we choose to march east at this moment to regain the holy land of Jerusalem, we will be blocked by them without accident, because geographically, if we control the coastline including Jerusalem, we will completely cut off the connection between the Central Continent and the Southern Continent , this is not what they want to see."

A group of officials listened carefully to Saladin's narration, and they were all amazed and convinced.

"Sultan, you mean that we can't send troops to recover the holy land now, right?"

"It's not that I can't, but I have to wait for an opportunity." Saladin said: "Just like when I raised troops to fight against the invaders, if there is no invasion of the Knights, how can I have a chance to rise?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, some understood Saladin's meaning, but some were puzzled, they seemed to understand, but they didn't seem to understand.

"There are still many things that I don't understand, such as industry."

Speaking of unfamiliar words, Saladin thought for a while, analyzing the meaning of industry: "How does the industrial level of the Voodoo Kingdom compare with that of the Windsor Kingdom and Bonaparte's First Empire?"

"This"

Pharaoh Arif was silent, and so were all the officials. Seeing their reaction, Saladin understood.

There is no comparison at all, everyone is not in the same order of magnitude.

"Sudan, in the age of magic, industry can only play an auxiliary role and cannot control the situation of the battle." An official said: "We should use the strength of Danbala to attack the enemy's weaknesses with our own strengths!"

"Shortcomings?"

Saladin looked at the official who spoke, stared at him for a long time, and said quietly: "Is our strength the enemy's weakness? Do you really think so?"

"Great Dambara is beyond compare!"

Saladin withdrew his gaze and didn't want to continue the discussion because it was meaningless.

It is a waste of time to talk to someone who has no self-knowledge because any insights he offers will be on an unfair basis and will be unfruitful.

Dambala is indeed very powerful, but it does not mean that he has no opponents. If Dambala is invincible, why did he resurrect Saladin?
Saladin was seriously discussing the plan of rising with the officials, but some people were joking, so there is nothing to say.

Seeing the disappointment in Saladin's eyes, Pharaoh Arif said: "As for the real strength of the enemy, we should treat it cautiously. Dambala is indeed powerful, but if other sects join forces, it will also cause harm to him." Little trouble, it's true, don't forget, Napoleon was defeated by the Allies in the first place! Conceit brings bad luck! Don't you want to recover the Holy Land?"

"In the age of magic, magic is of course important, but magic has limitations." Saladin said word by word: "Only believers who believe in gods can gain the power to use magic, and gods cannot give every believer the gift of being able to use magic." believers are limited."

"The limit determines the upper limit. For example, if I have 5000 heavily armed heavy cavalry and the enemy has 5000 people, I can lead the heavy cavalry to kill 5 people, but what if the enemy has [-] people?"

"Industry can increase the upper limit of a country. For example, the railways and cruise ships I saw in the suburbs. These are industrial products that can change the lives of the people. A true king must fear the true God, understand the people's feelings, and care about the suffering of the people."

Saladin stood up and walked to the window barefoot. The midday sun shone on his resolute face: "I am fighting for God and for the people of Cairo. My name is Saladin. Before me, no one knows Saladin, after me, Saladin belongs only to me."

He turned around, looked at a group of officials and said: "Industry can be used for war! Our soldiers need food, drinking water, railways and ships! We need cans, weapons! All of these need an industrial foundation!"

"If we don't even have these, how can we fight against the Kingdom of Windsor and the First Empire of Bonaparte? If the army of the Knights attacks again, can we still resist the enemy's guns and cavalry?"

The ministers were left speechless, and could not afford the motivation to refute.

"Do you want to carry out reforms, Sultan?" Pharaoh Arif asked: "A reform to strengthen the country?"

"Yes, I want to launch a reformation, which is what God needs and what the people need!"

Looking at the houses made of loess bricks outside the palace, Saladin couldn't help shaking his head: "If you want to conquer, you must first strengthen yourself! When God gave me a second life and gave me Cairo, I knew that sooner or later the gate of Jerusalem will open to me." Wide open! The Holy Land is waiting for us, we must hold on to the rope that God casts down, rich and strong!"

dong dong!

The door opened, and a masked maid walked in, bowed to Saladin and said, "Sultan, a man named Adam claims to be your friend and wants to see you."

"My... friend?" Saladin frowned. He has been dead for 700 years. Where did his friend come from?

Could it be that he popped out of the grave?

"He claims to be the boss of the Adams Chamber of Commerce," said the maid.

Saladin looked at Pharaoh Arif, and Arif explained: "The Adams Chamber of Commerce is a potion company established in Cairo in recent months. It specializes in purchasing potions and has established a cooperative relationship with the Witch God. Their president is named Adams. , from Windsor."

"Why does he want to see me?"

The maid shook her head and said falteringly, "He said that he had received instructions from the prophet and came to visit specially."

prophet!

A high-ranking clergyman of the Witchcraft Cult!The status is equivalent to the saint of the Church of the Three Goddesses of Destiny!Specially convey the will of God!
Saladin did not know the will of the prophet in advance, but since the other party mentioned the prophet, he had to take it seriously.

After thinking for a while, Saladin waved his hand and said:

"Go down first, I'll meet this businessman."

(End of this chapter)