Mamluk, in the Arab world, is an extremely special name. It originally meant "slave", and it first appeared in the "Turkic Ghulam" system during the Abbasid dynasty of the Arab Empire, and gradually formed a unique military aristocracy.

The Mamluks were slave soldiers who served the Arab Caliphate in the Middle Ages, and later, with the decline of the caliphate and the dissolution of the Ayyubid dynasty, they gradually became a powerful military ruling group and established their own dynasty that ruled Egypt for nearly three hundred years. It was not until more than a hundred years ago that the rule of the Mamluks came to an end with the invasion of the Ottoman Empire.

Despite the fall of the dynasty, however, the Mamluk nobility was preserved under Ottoman rule in Egypt, and they ruled Egypt together with the Turkish governor. However, for the Ottoman Empire, these warlike Mamluk nobles were still a potential destabilizing factor in the empire, and in order to prevent them from becoming larger, a large number of Mamluk cavalry were lost in the war with the Christians through continuous conscription.

The battle of Vienna also cost the Mamluks of Egypt extremely heavy, while tens of thousands of people died, more people were stranded in the Balkans and other places, unable to return to Egypt, and in the face of the rule of the Coptic nobles, the Mamluk nobles who remained in Egypt immediately mobilized troops to suppress the rebellion and maintain their rule.

Billowing black smoke filled the airspace over the town, and thousands of Mamluk cavalry ran from town to town, occasionally raising their scimitars and slashing at the mob. Amid the sound of horses' hooves, the men who ran uttered desperate cries of despair, and in the midst of the desperate cries they raised their hands and begged with silver coins, trying to redeem their lives, but they did not return the mercy of the cavalrymen.

"What a mob!"

Standing in front of the monastery, Stan, who was on horseback, said in a mocking tone.

"They didn't even think about it when they took the land, which used to belong to the monastery, and now they want to take refuge in the monastery. Kill them all! ”

At the command of Astan, the people who tried to hide in the monastery were killed, and despite their common beliefs, these people committed an unpardonable sin in Astan's opinion.

Who allowed them to participate in the riot, who allowed the mob not only to divide the land, but also to kill the steward sent by Astan and ransack the steward's house.

The property of the Mamluks must be protected, or who will fear them? For hundreds of years, Mamluk rule in Egypt was never motivated by benevolence.

"My lord, all the adult men have been killed, did those children spare them?"

"Forgiving them is God's business, and it's my duty to send them to God!"

After coldly dropping a sentence, Astan wrapped his legs around the horse's belly and dropped another sentence as he slowly walked forward.

"Send all the women to the slave market in Cairo, and God will not forgive them for the loss they have caused me!"

There was no mercy on anyone, only cold words, even though the prophets taught that they should not enslave people of the same faith, but only women.

Finally, it's all over.

As Stan's men leave the town, the town behind him is engulfed in smoke and littered with corpses. Only one monastery in the entire town is left intact, but the devotees of the monastery have disappeared.

The same atrocities were being committed in various parts of Egypt, while the Copts were revolting, inciting the landless poor to revolt and divide the land, the Mamluk cavalry went out everywhere and suppressed the revolt with scimitars, and hundreds of thousands of poor Arabs were killed as a result of the "riots", and their wives and daughters were sold into slavery.

However, the atrocities of the Mamluks did not break the revolt of the landless poor, for these landless poor, who may have a very different faith from the Copts, but under the temptation of the land, they still took the risk to start a rebellion in the countryside, killing the Mamluk stewards, dividing their property, and dividing their fields.

The Copts must be defeated, or the riots won't stop!

Because of this, when the Mamluks suppressed the mob riot, under the call of the governor, nearly 20,000 Mamluk cavalry completed the assembly and advanced in the direction of Suez.

When the Mamluk cavalry and Turkish soldiers launched an attack on Suez, a group of officers in khaki uniforms were observing the entire battlefield through binoculars from time to time in the wilderness less than 100 miles from Suez City.

"Will they take a detour?"

The question of his subordinates made Huang Mingsheng shake his head and said.

"I guess not."

Then he said to Mandel with a little seriousness.

"It is unlikely that the Turks will make a detour, on the one hand, because both the Turks and the Mamluks despise the Copts with extreme contempt, and in their eyes the Copts are inferior slaves, and there is nothing remarkable at all. On the other hand, Governor Ali had just arrived last year, and he wanted to put down the uprising immediately, fearing that if it continued, Istanbul would lose patience with him, and he had mobilized all the Mamluks together, totaling more than 30,000 troops. He has enough advantages against us. ”

The relaxed expression on Mandel's face was gone, and he said nervously.

"General, what do we do then? We only have 20,000 people."

20,000 people, and more than 6,000 people are "mercenaries", "mercenaries" from the Ming Kingdom, in fact, they are Zhu Hemo's guards.

"No, they did us a great favor by taking the initiative to attack! We've got to let them attack. We

First occupy the favorable terrain leading to Suez and allow the Mamluks to attack. They're going to do it...... As long as we hold the front, victory will be ours! ”

As a long-tested general, Huang Mingsheng was not a famous general in the Ming Dynasty, and even he did not graduate from the army school until the first year of Xingqian, but more than ten years of military career, but he also accumulated enough experience, although he did not have enough cavalry in his hands, but he through clever deployment, to maximize his advantages.

"General, you say, are they really going to break in?"

Huang Mingsheng did not speak, but silently rode his horse, he patrolled the battlefield, apart from here, where else could the Mamluks choose?

On the left was the swamp, and those cavalrymen would not choose the swamp, and in this wilderness, he felt that his surroundings were exceptionally quiet at the moment. In the valley below, the wilderness was wide and calm, the breeze blowing from the swamp had stopped, and the flow of clouds in the sky had stopped. There are cows grazing on the edge of the marshland. There are also a few buffaloes resting in a puddle near the swamp.

Here, you can clearly feel the existence of the army, this army of nearly 20,000 people, on this side to form their defense line, thousands of Copts, Han people together to form a battle line that stretches for several miles, one by one artillery positions on the 9 pounds of field guns pointed straight ahead, waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

Everyone was preparing for the enemy's attack, and when they looked ahead, they could not see the Mamluks, but even so, they could not hear or hear the movement there, and they could not see anything. But from the air, Huang Mingsheng could still feel the tremor of the earth.

The Mamluk offensive could start at any time, and now their cavalry was gathering here, and at any moment they could rush towards them like a tiger, like a flood of water, and if they were not careful, they could tear apart the defense line of the coalition army.

Their cavalry should not be the first to charge!

Perhaps as if to verify all this, in the telescope, Huang Mingsheng saw the Turks, that is the Turkish new army, they wear Turkish-style military uniforms, carry arquebuses, spears, this is an extremely primitive army, however, Huang Mingsheng knows that this primitive army is actually the current European level.

Don't these Turks know that arquebuses have long been phased out?

It's not that they don't know, but the Turks haven't had time to replace arquebuses with flintlock muskets, it's just that they don't know that the flintlock pistols have also been eliminated in Daming, and now Europe and the Turks are replacing backward arquebuses with flintlock pistols. But only a few elite units were reequipped, and most Turkish troops still used arquebuses.

The Turkish phalanx raised plumes of smoke, and on one side of the phalanx were the Mamluk cavalry, these slaves who had been bought since childhood, who had received strict military training since childhood, and who claimed to be the best cavalry in the world, and now, they were all armed with scimitars or spears, staring at the earthy yellow phalanx opposite, which was the Coptic phalanx.

Soon, the earthy and blue phalanxes will collide and tear down the blue sky, and when their lines are torn apart, the Mamluk cavalry will charge, and they will once again give the Copts a taste of death, and they will tame the Copts with their scimitars.

The sky is brighter, and the white clouds seem to be quiet, floating in the air without moving, quietly set off by the blue sky, and the humidity has risen a lot at this time, much hotter than before.

And at this time, this battlefield has become more quiet, everyone is looking at each other, everyone is holding their breath, quietly looking at each other, their eyes are staring ahead, people are waiting for orders, waiting for orders from the generals, as long as an order is given, the battle will start.

Suddenly, the horn sounded, it was the Turk horn, and the sound of the horn tore through the silence between heaven and earth......

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