Chapter 422: The Great Prince's Leader

Although the port of Benghazi has just been rebuilt, Ottoman officials built a magnificent palace and the Temple of the Star and Moon to welcome Prince Mustafa. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Wu Xin stood on the balcony and watched as his men guided the residents into the port of Benghazi.

After entering the port of Benghazi and confirming that he had seized a large amount of supplies, Wu Xin immediately sent a detachment to appease the displaced people.

Grand Prince Mustafa hesitated, leaving him with not enough time to destroy the storehouse, and the flickering abilities of the Lady de Verich's knight were the nemesis of the wanderers.

In the end, this forward base, which was originally planned by Mustafa to launch an attack on the port of Tripoli, became Wu Xin's forward base.

"Folks, don't worry, the Habsburg Imperial Army doesn't collect grain!"

"Folks, the heretics have been defeated, and the Imperial Army has returned!"

Mustafa was a reserve of 20,000 troops, although it was not very sufficient, but the Ottoman Empire's months of hard work still far exceeded Wu Xin's needs.

Except for a few remaining agents who were killed, the normal battle can be said to be bloodless, and Wu Xin did not experience a severe test at all except for a difficult march.

Not only would they be able to replenish his troops, but they would even allow him to recruit the scattered inhabitants.

At the gate of the city, in addition to all kinds of shouts, there is also a mountain of wheat.

Wu Xin not only does not collect grain now, but also distributes food for settling in, of course, not without conditions.

"Do you believe in the true god of the sun or do you believe in the stars and moon?" Kessler asked, with two sacks of wheat in his hand.

The person asked was a family, and the man was wearing a desert robe, and he was very confused about how to answer this question.

But looking at his emaciated wife and children behind him, he finally said, "I believe in God." ”

Most of the residents of the Benghazi neighborhood who believe in the true god have returned to the port of Tripoli with Wu Xin last time.

Although the Ottoman army's food was brought entirely from Egypt and Asia Minor, the mere fact that tens of thousands of horses drank water in Benghazi put a great deal of pressure on the nomads near the oasis.

Many nomadic tribes were forced to migrate south, and these migratory tribes could not coexist with the tribes that had originally lived in the south.

In the hinterland, which is even more barren than this coastline, there is a fierce struggle.

Many tribes just disappeared like this.

Some tribes have disappeared, some tribes have shrunk greatly, and the remnants of the people are still trying to survive, and we humans are extremely resilient lives.

After Wu Xin's army took control of the city, the large tribes avoided it, while the small tribes that lacked reserves could not move, and many were absorbed by Wu Xin.

Although some large tribes were able to leave, they were not like leaving, so Wu Xin asked them to hand over some of their slaves.

Because they also suffered from a lack of wintering materials, Wu Xin's request was not big, and they accepted.

Inevitably, there were also particularly unreasonable tribes that were exterminated by Wu Xin.

A bag of wheat will allow the family to survive the winter, and when the spring flowers bloom, they can raise a few sheep or rent a plot of land to continue their hard life.

But that's not the only option.

"This is a gift from the true God to you." Cassano handed him a large bag of wheat and then went on to ask, "Do you believe in the Lord of Light and Warmth, and are willing to accept His blessings?" ”

"We believe in ........... family," the family knelt down to receive the blessing according to a ritual that had been known for a long time, "May the light of warmth be eternal and unquenchable." ”

More than 1,000 families who originally believed in the Lord of the Stars and Moon moved into Benghazi under Wu Xin's guidance.

As long as one adult son served in Wu Xin's army for three years, they were given a share of the house and land under the Benghazi fortress, and of course conversion to the Lord of Light and Warmth was also essential.

After much consideration, Wu Xin revised the doctrine of his church, and the core change was to shrink his faith to the two keywords of "light" and "warmth".

"Is it really good that the teachings of reincarnation and life are not involved at all?" Sazastan was also on the balcony, "Such a doctrine will hardly be possible to perform the kiss of resurrection in the future." ”

Wu Xin didn't speak, Cassano said: "This is the best choice, the enemies of these two priesthoods in this plane are very weak, and even in the desert, this is a very precious thing. ”

Wu Xin's church was expanding, and several low-ranking pastors had been sent to build small lighthouses among the nomadic tribes who had converted to him.

These lighthouses also serve as landmarks, and caravans inland also need to be piloted.

Not only can it slightly prolong people's activity time, but the warmth provided by the flame can also greatly improve people's quality of life.

Of course, there was a cost, but there were more benefits, which were conducive to proselytizing and strengthened Tripoli's control over the vassal tribes.

Every priest of Wu Xin can provide this service to a tribe, and for these benefits, it is very cost-effective to raise a first-class priest.

Of course, it is good to be able to bring the kiss back to life, but the price is too great, and the number of believers controlled by Wu Xin is not suitable for such a force.

And the realm of "death" is an important part of Ciric's power.

Having the skill of creating a Death Knight, and creating one or two Death Knights below the core every year, is roughly the limit of Ciric's patience.

Wu Xin wants to fight Ciric, to dig into his corners, but he doesn't plan to draw his attention to himself, at least not yet.

"You're planning to control Benghazi for a long time, and the Knights Hospitaller will be very unhappy, right?" Cassano was a little worried, "The Knights Hospitaller have always considered Benghazi when they were in their domain. ”

"I've come to an agreement with Chief Commander Eli Adam, you don't have to worry." Wu Xin looked at the port of Benghazi and considered whether to build an outer city wall.

The Ottomans went on the offensive and built only the core fortresses.

"And then we will be the first line of the fight against the Ottoman Empire." Compared with the Knights Hospitaller's overthrow, it was obviously the Ottoman Empire's revenge that worried Cassano more, "Khareddin's operation will not succeed." ”

Mustafa's abandonment of Benghazi in such a haste, even at the expense of a large amount of supplies, obviously could not have been because of Wu Xin's troops.

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While Wu Xin was gathering the population in Benghazi and making long-term plans, Grand Prince Mustafa was **** wounded in Alexandria, ready to take revenge.

He rubbed his sword over and over again, even when he met with several governors.

"Mustafa, don't be too anxious." Sultan Mystra comforted his son, "In the battle of Benghazi, we faced the enemy's army of 50,000, and it was really impossible to hold the city, and it was not easy to retreat completely after inflicting heavy casualties on the enemy. ”

Mustafa glanced at his mother with cold eyes, and although he knew that this explanation was the right choice, it did not help to ease his pain.

"Mother, you are only responsible for preparing the summoning ceremony." Without Princess Xingyue, he was not sure of taking down Hyreddin.

"You can rest assured." Looking at his son's state, Sultan Mystra sighed inwardly, although the eldest prince was much stronger than his younger brother, he really lacked sophistication.

In the past few days, every bureaucrat who meets him is terrified.

In the provinces of Egypt, Syria and Jordan, he continued to draw supplies to make up for the losses in Benghazi.

The Ottoman officials were under tremendous pressure and had to be transferred even more to the local population.

Whether it is the privileged Mamluks or ordinary people, life is extremely difficult.

They are wailing and hoping to lower taxes a little.

Mustafa mercilessly executed some of the most unfavorable Mamluks in collecting taxes, and he wanted to show the Mamluks that although they still had privileges, Egypt was the master of the Ottoman Empire.

Of course, it is not that no one can please the eldest prince.

As the Sultan of Mystra left the Grand Prince's room, he saw an Egyptian Mamluk approaching.

The other party saluted respectfully, and the Sultan of Mystra waved his hand casually: "Your name is Muhammad Ali, right?" ”

"It's the minister." Muhammad Ali bowed deeply.

Relying on hundreds of cronies, he collected tens of thousands of people and thousands of tons of grain along the Nile.

"Well done, keep working hard, and it will be more than enough to be a governor of Egypt in the future." Mistra is not talking nonsense and is impressed by the talent of Muhammad Ali.

"The minister is really scared." Muhammad Ali was nervous and excited.

Looking at the sweat on the other party's forehead because of nervousness, and the desire that could not be concealed in his eyes, the Sultan of Mystra nodded in satisfaction. (To be continued.) )