At the beginning of January, the Berbers besieged Sfax.

The siege of Sfax, a major treaty port, made things even more difficult. It's not a simple raid, it's someone behind the scenes who is ready to take its place. Osman Hafs thought so.

The deserts and mountains south of the coastline of North Africa are home to large Berber tribes. They either believe in the localized ****** religion, or they believe in the earth god, in a word, wild. And people who live in the city are simply not the same breed. They graze and plant in the mountains and oases, can do simple handicrafts, worship the combination of primitive gods and ****** religions, and go outside to kill a few people to rob them. But the scale of this year's robbery was beyond their expectations.

They're not leaving.....

In Gafsa, a Berber chieftain named Lazafel, who calls himself the Sultan of Fezan, wants to fight Osman Hafsbibi.

At this point, Osman Hafs was in a hurry. Isn't this a way to cut me back?

He hastened to gather his army and prepare for an attack on Gafsa. It was only then that Osman discovered a problem.

He finally knew why his army couldn't beat the Berbers and couldn't catch up with them. Is this group of people who are physically well-buried, poorly armed, and can't even tell the difference between horses and mules?

Osman hurriedly called ****** men.

"Why did my army become like this!" Osman angrily rebuked the merchant in charge of his army!

The businessman said that I was also innocent, "Sultan! It is only natural for a businessman to do business! It's your officers who sell their property without permission! Can't blame me?! ”

Osman just woke up from a big dream at this time! Damn, what Fezan Sultanate, it can't be the ****** people behind it, right?

Thinking about it, Osman felt more and more uneasy.

"I need more weapons! Armor! And supplies! Do you have one? Osman asked ****** man.

The man rolled his eyes and pretended to regret and said, "I'm sorry Sultan, we just finished the war with the Venetians.......

"Then forget it!" Uthman got up and left, leaving ****** merchant aside. The merchant's eyes were straight with anger! Didn't you see if I asked you to pay a little more?

Walking through the palace, which was built during the Fatimid period, the Ottoman Sultan felt the difficulty and difficulty from the heart. In recent decades, the entire Maghreb region has been dominated by ****** people who have been doing business and have unknowingly many privileges! And now it's making the army into a miasma!

Ottoman decided it was time for a change.

"You go to Malta and ask Mr. Yang to come back." Osman whispered to one of his attendants, who randomly understood and turned to leave.

Yang Yuting came to ****** for this reason.

"We need more swords, more armor....... I want to defend my country! Mr. Yang! I need you! Osman enthusiastically ran to the side of the steps to greet Yang Yuting's appearance. As Yang Xiugao's eldest son, Yang Yuting's cultivation is still quite good. He glanced at Osman's grip on his hand and pulled it out without a trace.

Really, is it?

"Of course we have it in stock. But how will the Hafs dynasty repay us? It can't just be a small share of trade, right? Yang Yuting said angrily.

This matter also starts with the ****** people obstructing the Han people from doing business in ******. People deliberately instigated olive oil, figs and other sellers not to sell to the Han people, so that most of the Han people who came here to do business lost a fortune. After this incident, the Han Chinese in ****** withdrew their capital and went to Syracuse to do business.

Osman was a little embarrassed. It's like when you're doing something in it...... I'm watching.

"Ahem, of course we are willing to expand the share of trade......"

"Unless you agree that we can do our own business in the Hafsian dynasty, you don't have to talk about it." Yang Yuting felt a little tired and said. Arming the arsenal of Syracuse, Yang Yuting felt that he could conquer the entire ******. To be honest, he thought this way more than once, and in the end, of course, he was defeated by his father.

Osman's expression froze. However, it has since returned to normal. He began to calculate in his heart the consequences of offending ****** people. But he also needs the strength of the Han people to balance ****** people...... What to do?

Suddenly, Osman had a great idea.

"I can give you Kekena Island." Osman said.

"What's the ....... about asking for an island," Yang Yuting was speechless. Not to mention the islands, in the Mediterranean, there are many islands sold everywhere, and it is useless for you to give me for nothing.

Osman said mysteriously, "What about this island....... He's very hit. Just across the street from Sfax. I mean, the trade ports there are open, and I'm not going to interfere. ”

It turned out to be the idea!

Yang Yuting saw through Osman's thoughts. I don't want to offend ****** people, and I don't want to throw away the weapons and equipment in my hands.

"Okay. I'm going to pick up the goods in Syracuse. ”

Yang Yuting agreed. Why not say yes? Sfax is under siege now! Send things up, and they still have to take out the coffin and rush to buy it?

Yang Yuting's deputy went to Kekena Island to prepare the dock in advance, and then when Yang Yuting arrived, there were already four docks.

"Unload!"

So there was such a scene on the shores of Sfax.

Han Chinese merchants rowed boats with weapons and armor to the shore, and Sfax officers and soldiers crowded together to buy scimitars, armor and helmets. There were also some other gadgets, which they snapped up before they went to the front to fight.

Those who had no money had to take their own things and start selling.

The Berbers over there had no boats, so they had to watch as the Han people sold all kinds of supplies to the officers and soldiers defending the city in Sfax. So the battle of the guards was fought for a month, ending in the defeat of the Berbers.

And the large number of weapons and armor delivered by Yang Yuting finally armed Hafus's army.

Outside the city of Kairouan, Yang Yuting witnessed with his own eyes how 20,000 regular Hafs soldiers and 40,000 Berbers ....... Deadlocked........

"Really! With our armor and weapons, we can't beat the Berbers without armor! Are you ****? Yang Yuting finally couldn't help but erupt. What and what is this fighting?

It was not so much that the Berbers were defeated, but that the Berbers gave up the war and decided to withdraw from the battlefield!

The Hafs dynasty regained Gafsa at a heavy cost.

Then Yang Yuting wrote a letter to Qin Cang.

"The Pihafs dynasty can be replaced!"

The letter finally arrived at Qin Cang's case. And Qin Cang thought about it and put this letter into the more important envelope.

In the spring of February, come to report the good news.

There are indeed happy events.

The people of the Mamluk dynasty came to ask for the resumption of trade.