"Send 5,000 Brotherhood warriors south to reinforce Antioch and serve as a flank of Tancred. www.biquge.info"In addition, send envoys to Mosul, Isfahan, and Damascus, and demand that all the Turkic warriors raise a new jihad, and that this time a real army must be formed to deal with the expansion of the Christians—and now that civil war has broken out among their princes, it is in the best position for us to regain our lost territory." ”

As for the rescue of Marash, Wang Kmandwan did not give up completely, he asked Ma Polo to lead the army south, while Daula and Ostu sat in the checkpoint castle Muya in the Azazai corridor, and were responsible for transporting grain and straw with camel teams and mule teams to relieve Fer.

On the Persian plateau, under the snow-capped peaks of Zagros, in the great and magnificent city of Isfahan, on the steps of the splendid palace, all kinds of birds vied with each other to make pleasant chirps, and the Grand Seljuk Empire's official Sultan Sanjar stood on the floor that could reflect the reflection, and announced the edict to Great Khorasan, Mosul and other places:

"All the Ghazi and the soldiers, let them devote themselves to this jihad;

The Mujahideen provided their own battle flags, weapons, armor, and horses, and were supported by food and straw provided by the Seljuk court;

All the people of the region, whether soldiers or peasants, townspeople, or even criminals, who participated in the jihad, were fully pardoned and paid for having their ears and fingers cut off from the infidels and unbelievers. ”

After the announcement was completed, the great Arp. Sanjar Sultan, the son of the equally great Malik Shah Khan, the grandson of Arslan, went out of his way to add to the clerks who surrounded him, "The previous jihad, which was entirely provoked by a few headless imams, was defeated crushing on the Sivas Plateau, as a result of Allah's warning of the disunity of our faithful ranks." Therefore, this time I will use the prestige of the Sultan to form a truly powerful and purging army by means of holy war, controlled by warriors and imams, to regain our 'direction' (the Crescent calls all holy cities the direction) of Jerusalem, and to recover the Prophet's night place from the filthy Franks. ”

Although the original Seljuk Empire was now in disarray, and Sanjar was able to command only the area around Isfahan, he still had great ambitions to use the holy war to restore the power of the Sultan.

When he had finished arranging, the Sultan put on a traditional turban, a white silk blouse, and sassy red leather boots, and walked out of the palace gates with a whip in hand, which was to host a lavish and grand horse race in the city, which was his favorite event.

The courtyard of the royal palace with a cloister on all sides, a curtain of water gushing from a cistern renders a row of citron trees behind it particularly verdant, and the Sultan, accompanied by his servants, walked through it to the shoulder that rested in the shadow of the gate tower on the outer wall.

On the other side of the small lattice window of the cloister on the outer wall, there is a forbidden passage with a canopy, but there are also a group of palace maids in turbans hugging behind the windows, stretching out their white arms, and through the lattice, picking honey and jewelry from the baskets held by the vendors who have mixed in. When the Sultan sat down on his shoulder, he saw that there was no end to it, and he couldn't help but be a little displeased.

At this moment the shoulder was lifted by eight majestic white slaves from the Caucasus, and they walked out of the gate tower to the forbidden passage of the outer wall, where the peddler was still standing with his head bowed and peddling his goods outside the lattice window.

The Sultan squinted at the sight of the vendor's waist tied with a striking belt, a sign of Christian identity, and his anger rose even more.

The Sultan's gold-bracelet-wearing hound, beside him, roared wildly and unusually, and the Sultan became even more angry, pointing to the vendor and shouting to the famous warrior beside him, "Toulon, go and expel that lowly fellow, and don't harm his body or life, for an ant doesn't need to be trampled to death with an elephant's foot." ”

The warrior named Toulon immediately nodded and bowed, and then ran with his saber on his shoulder, and the screams of several palace ladies behind the lattice window rang out—Toulon kicked the basket in the vendor's hand to the ground, and everything rolled down, and then a fierce quarrel broke out with the peddler, "Get out, get out!" ”

The peddler rubbed against the base of the outer wall, and crawled with his belt, and his clothes and robes were torn.

"Don't beat him, just get out. Don't delay me from going to the horse race. Sanjar Sultan on his shoulder approached the place step by step in the fierce barking of dogs, and kept reminding his warriors to pay attention to proportion.

At the staggered moment, Sanjar saw that the peddler's eyes suddenly shot through the side of his shoulder to his body, cold and cruel, and he shivered all over, "Everyone, ......"

Before the Sultan could speak, the peddler suddenly drew his prepared blade from the crack in the wall, raised it, and walked calmly and sharply towards the Sultan's shoulder.

Frightened, Toulon drew his knife and struck the peddler in the other arm, but he shook it, and then the blood fell, and he continued to move forward, and the blade fell and struck the Sultan in the chest.

Sanjar's eyes widened, and the peddler drew his blade, and blood gushed hopelessly like a spring, staining the entire aba's shirt white. The Sultan's white slave palanquin men were stunned, so that their shoulders stopped in place, and the Praetorian Guards beside the Sultan were also stunned, and several of them reacted quickly to grab the Sultan's shoulders and arms, but their rulers were already paralyzed in their shoulders, and blood continued to drip down the mats and handrails, and it seemed that they could not be saved.

The peddler, no, a seasoned dead assassin, took two swift steps back, his dagger at his feet, one of his slashed arms dragged, and the other finger markedly erected, and shouted hoarsely and triumphantly, "This is the death knell of Assasin, all those who despise the Vulture will die, and all things will ......"

Before he could finish his shout, Toulon slashed him from behind, and the Assassin fell to his knees trembling as the Sultan's warrior swarmed him with his sword, slashing him into seven pieces of steaming and bloody flesh.

On the eve of the launch of the Orthodox Sunni campaign against Jihad in Jerusalem, the leader of the orthodox Sunni sect was suddenly assassinated by the Assasin assassins from the Eagle Castle......

In the distant Marimara coast, in the old palace of Nicomedia, the new emperor John, accompanied by Mikhail and Isaac, crossed the strait and summoned the front-line generals such as Tetisius, Theodoro, and Marinus here, "Now that Gawain is besieging Marash in the east, how can we seize this opportunity to deal with the situation in the empire?" ”