Crusade against the Pope

Chapter 63 Thick Barrier

An old man with white hair and eyebrows, who should have a kind face, now looks hideous and ferocious.

"I'll go, I'll identify those... sinners!"

After hearing the familiar voice, Garys almost realized that the man was Abdullah.

The erudition and elegance that Abdullah displayed when he first met him is now completely gone, replaced by a kind of madness. His bloodshot eyes contain a sense of anger and powerlessness.

Apparently Dr. Abdullah had been having some bad luck in the past few days.

Garys wanted to ask Abdullah to follow him, but after noticing the old man's frailty, he walked over and tried to support the doctor.

But when he got closer, he found that Abdullah's complexion was worse than he felt, as if he had not eaten or slept for several days.

After thinking for a moment, Gailis asked directly: "How about I carry you?"

Abdullah nodded without hesitation. He knew his physical condition and therefore was not pretentious.

When Garys squatted down, the old man lay on Garys's back.

Dr. Abdullah's weight is not a burden at all for Garys now, and it does not affect his walking at a normal speed at all.

The morning sun was still cold and mocking. The not-so-warm sun was examining this bizarre scene on the earth.

Dozens or even hundreds of bewildered people knelt on the ground, while the person they respected and knelt for squatted down not far away and carried an old man with disheveled hair and tattered clothes on his back.

High and low, noble and humble seem to be reversed.

In Gailis's opinion, no matter how many people were kneeling behind him, they were not as important as the old man on his back.

It's not that Abdullah is superior.

But this old man has a pair of knees that are unwilling to bend.

It is because this old man exudes the radiance of humanity in his dealings with others.

It is because he has the knowledge in his mind that can truly save the patient.

Gellis has to admit that the era of 1186 was the golden age of Arab culture and the Islamic world, and it is worthy of promotion and preservation.

It is people like Abdullah who are stubborn and eager to learn who carry knowledge and spirit as valuable as gold.

【You should carefully observe the endless wonders between heaven and earth. 】

【Have you not noticed? The Lord sends down rain from the clouds, moistening the earth and turning it into a spring; from this, all things revive and the crops flourish. However, time flies, and the seedlings will eventually wither and turn into golden fragments in a blink of an eye.】

【The wise should ponder this, for there are indeed profound teachings in it.】

[He made the sun a symbol of glory, the moon a bright guide, and He established the stars for the moon, to teach you the secrets of time.]

[The Lord created all things with truth, and everything is arranged by Him. He explains all signs to those who can understand and shows the destined path.]

【It is beneficial and encouraging to explore the Lord’s arrangements for all things in the heavens.】

What is superstition?

Ignorance and blind belief are superstition, which is not unique to the times. In Gellis's opinion, those who use the superstition of others for personal gain are the most evil people.

Like the herbalist and the village chief's son, they all deserved to die. But Gairis was not like that. He was now like the Prophet Muhammad in the past. He was trying to spread knowledge that was truly beneficial to the people through religious organizations and religious concepts.

Rather than asking people to simply believe in the existence of "God", he hopes to inspire people to explore with him how "God" arranges the laws governing the operation of all things in the world.

Then they can apply it skillfully, using religion to gather people's hearts and knowledge to transform the heaven and earth, so that the Lord's new heaven and new earth can come to the earth soon and people will suffer less from famine and plague.

According to this standard, Abdullah, who never knelt but was extremely eager to learn, was his true companion.

Gairis carried Abdullah away on his back, heading towards the rising sun.

After a while, Khalid's face showed a conflicted expression. He didn't care about his wet pants, but stood up quickly and ran towards Garys.

As a Hafiz who could recite the Koran, Khalid was naturally well-educated.

He may not be able to grasp the deep meaning of Garys, but at least he has the foresight and emotional intelligence to realize that at this moment, it is better to catch up as soon as possible.

Once someone took the lead, and Khalid set an example, then the others who were still kneeling on the ground naturally stood up one after another.

They didn't care about today's work or the bottles and jars in the house, but followed Khalid's steps and chased after Gairis.

A few days ago, apart from Gellis himself, there were only six or seven people. When they walked out of Alhadi Town, they were like a stone thrown into the desolate land, full of loneliness.

Now, behind Abdullah's back, Gairis was chatting with him to find out what had happened in the past few days.

Behind him were Khalid and hundreds of residents of Al-Hadi town.

Compared to the sky and the earth, perhaps these hundreds of people may still be small, but they have finally gathered into a group.

There was a chance that Garys, like a flint, could strike sparks in them and ignite a raging fire in this endless wilderness.

The distance from Alhadi Town to Ahmed's compound was not far, and after a while, these lightly armed people arrived at the destination.

The figures of Garys and his companions were discovered early by the soldiers on the sentry tower of the compound, so when Garys carried Abdullah and the townspeople back to Ahmed's compound.

People like Simon and John had been waiting outside the gate for a long time.

Behind them, there were more than two hundred people squatting, all of them were Eric's soldiers who were captured yesterday.

When Khalid saw this scene, he couldn't help but tremble in his legs. He saw many familiar faces in the crowd.

Even the knight's squire who had beheaded the mayor with a single sword was now stripped of his armor and weapons and was squatting in the crowd.

When he thought of the scene where the mayor's head flew off, he subconsciously felt a little uncomfortable.

Khalid was a little confused about Gairis's thoughts. After all, these soldiers were Franks, and he, Gairis, was also a Frank.

It is impossible that the Franks would really seek justice for the Arabs...

This is really...

Just as Khalid thought, the residents of Alhadi Town behind him were also whispering.

As the saying goes, it is easy to defeat a thief in the mountains, but difficult to defeat a thief in the heart, even though Gailis has proved that he killed Eric and captured so many of Eric's soldiers.

But the tragically thick barrier between the Franks and the Arabs still made it difficult for them to believe some of Gellis's words.

(End of this chapter)