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Chapter 651 War Letter

Chapter 651 War Letter
The Arabs were determined to defend Mecca with their blood, but at this time they suffered another defeat: the important city of Jeddah surrendered to the Roman army.

The inhabitants of Jeddah opened the city gates and surrendered to the Roman army, surrendering directly after ensuring that their property would not be violated.

The situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable to the Arabs. Their dispersion and internal strife seriously weakened their fighting power. They could only watch as the Roman army occupied one town after another.

While the Roman army was building camps, they also dispatched the tribal cavalry that had surrendered. They used tactics to plunder supplies from the hostile tribes, which undoubtedly reduced the logistical pressure on the army.

The enemy is coming! The scouts sent out have already passed this information back to the king's tent in the camp.

While Peter ordered the legions to be on alert, he also asked the scouts to pay close attention to the movements of the Arab army and report back at any time.

In the afternoon, Peter received news again: the Arab army stopped advancing 20 miles away from the camp and began to camp and rest. At the same time, it sent a team of envoys to meet with the Romanian emperor.

Murad, escorted by the Romanian cavalry, arrived in front of the camp. He stopped and looked around: the camp's defenses took shape in just a few days. The pagans were really good at building fortifications.

He thought as he walked, and soon arrived at the camp gate.

"Welcome, the messenger from Mecca." Peter's accompanying secretary, Cales, said welcome, but there was no trace of enthusiasm on his face, instead he looked cold.

"I have come to meet your ruler by the command of God—"

"His Majesty knows your purpose and agrees to see you. Please follow me." Carles interrupted him directly, waved his hand to make a gesture to follow, turned around and walked back.

"Your Majesty, the envoy is here!" Carles shouted, and the tent quickly returned to silence. A powerful and deep voice came out: "Bring him in!"

Murad walked into the tent and saw dozens of armored guards on both sides, and in the center of the tent sat a young man who was also wearing armor but a crown. He must be the Roman emperor.

Murad coughed twice and said loudly: "The guardian of Mecca and Medina, the descendant of the Prophet Muhammad, the most devout believer of Allah, the great and invincible Caliph sent me to bring you a letter. I look forward to your reply."

Peter chuckled after hearing the translation.

"What you just said is wrong. Your monarch is too self-deceiving. He should know that he is no longer the master of Medina, and now most of the places are no longer his."

Murad responded calmly: "The war has just begun, and it is still uncertain who will win or lose. Maybe in the end the Caliph will become the master of Rome! Just like 700 years ago, our brave soldiers fought directly to the gates of Constantinople."

This is about the fact that from 674 to 678, the prince of the caliph, Yazid, led the Arab army and navy to attack Constantinople several times, but they all failed to win. Yazid stopped attacking the city in the summer of 678, and on the way back with his fleet, he was hit by a storm and his entire army was annihilated. In the spring and summer of 717, Maslama, the brother of the Arab king, led the army and navy to attack Constantinople again. But they were defeated by the enemy's Greek fire, and after that, the Arabs never reached Constantinople again.

"Don't worry, you and your Caliph can also come to Constantinople, but you will go there as prisoners."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. You can also visit Mecca. I'm afraid you can only see it once."

Peter laughed. "Good! Good! Good! A man from a remote area took advantage of the weakness of the two countries and took advantage of them. He actually thought that you were the masters here. I don't know whether I should say you are shameless, or shameless, or shameless."

At this time, the translator next to Peter had translated the letter and read it aloud.

"The Messenger of the Prophet, the guardian of Mecca and Medina, to the master of Constantinople, decades ago your country was just a small city, but you are aggressive and expansionist, and you have never stopped invading other countries, relying on looting and annexation to grow stronger.

Ottoman Empire, Egypt, Konya, these countries have all been destroyed or ceded to you. Recently, you have been even more shameless, openly insulting the great Prophet. Now occupying Medina is even more unacceptable.

"I have always had the responsibility to maintain world order, and I have long wanted to teach Rome a lesson and restore peace to the land. I never thought you would shamelessly invade my territory, occupy my land, and kill my people. Today, I will lead a million-strong army of revenge to set up a battlefield north of Mecca to fight a decisive battle with you to completely resolve the hatred between the two countries!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding generals came forward and roared at Murad, intending to kill him.

"Kill him! He insults the invincible empire. Kill him!"

But Peter stopped, he slowly got up from his seat, but kept looking at Murad. Finally, he said in a calm tone.

"Tell your Caliph that I accept his challenge. Let him see the world again, for soon he will see it no more.

Oh, by the way, I have a gift here, please give it to him."

As he spoke, a package was brought to Murad.

"In that case, I will withdraw."

Murad left the camp, and all the generals were clamoring to fight to the death. Peter also had this intention, otherwise why would he give Bayezid the same burden.

After he left, Peter looked around at everyone and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, now let's discuss the strategy for the decisive battle."

"Yes"

When Murad returned, the package inside was opened. It turned out to be the Abaya worn by local women, which was wrapped from head to toe, which was a great insult to Hashem. He lost his composure and went straight to the place.

No matter who it is, unless he can tolerate it, he will definitely not be able to stand being inferior to women. Look, another crazy one.

At this time, they were also full of confidence. They only needed to use cavalry to bring them in, and their chances of winning would be greatly increased. In the desert, no one could match them.

(End of this chapter)

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