That night, in the ruins of Sabratai, less than ten miles from Zuwara, Wu Xin and his troops of more than 200 men set up camp again.

This location was completely chosen by Wu Xin, who had planned his camp plan before leaving Tripoli.

This place will become an important tourist destination in Libya in the future, Wu Xin has come to Libya countless times to load oil, although only one experience of personal exploration, but that experience made him remember the terrain of this ruin, and out of the instinct of a good seaman, he can memorize the longitude and latitude of the various ruins along the coast.

So through thousands of years, he can still find this suitable campsite.

Along the way, even Cassano has been worried about whether Wu Xin can find this ruin, even if Wu Xin takes out the golden sextant, he is still worried about whether he can find this city that has been abandoned for hundreds of years.

If Wu Xin fails, the situation will be extremely bad, and it is not a problem to sleep in the desert for a night, but the problem is that it is extremely dangerous to be so close to the enemy without a strong camp and a strong patrol.

In particular, their strength is limited, so they only carry extremely limited supplies, and they are simply unable to establish a solid camp, and after a long march, if they send a large group of men to patrol the night, then it will be difficult for the troops to maintain their combat effectiveness the next day.

Although the Half-Ogres should not have expected them to dare to come, these people are unable to understand the determination and organizational skills that the Knights Hospitaller have accumulated in the battles with the Star-Moon Cult over the past few hundred years, and they should not have the cavalry vigilance force to extend to this place, but marching and fighting cannot pin all their hopes on the incompetence of the enemy, and they must be prepared themselves.

It wasn't until following Wu Xin's guidance that the remnants of the buildings hidden between the Yellow River and the oasis really appeared, that he breathed a sigh of relief.

This place was originally a port city for the Roman Empire and later the Eastern Roman Empire, which was driven out of the region during the "westward expansion of the stars and moon".

But the Star-Moon cultists did not have the necessary civilization to continue to rule the region, they did not have a bureaucracy, no navigation, or even the necessary fishing skills.

The original harbor gradually silted up. The roads are all deserted.

In recent decades, perhaps only occasional shepherds have strayed into the place.

Most of the buildings have been buried in yellow sand, but the outcrops are large enough for hundreds of people to shelter, making them a reliable stronghold.

"It's actually part of the Tripoli Oasis. It is only in recent years that the underground water veins have changed a little, and the water level is a little shallower in the east, so the settlements have moved eastward. However, it is still one of the highest points of the water vein, and if there is enough population in the future, agriculture can also be developed here. Wu Xin's words were very high. But Cassano has little passion, on the one hand, he is not in good health and is naturally not interested in such a distant future, and on the other hand, he has to observe the terrain.

Choose a good building to live in, and at the same time, you can respond immediately when an emergency arises.

"For a long time, the city was the second largest city in North Africa after New Carthage, with a population of tens of thousands, and the marble buildings visible on the surface are only a tenth of the real ruins." Although Wu Xin liked the timeless marble buildings, Cassano did not hesitate to choose the dilapidated arena as the camp of the main army.

Half of the building is buried in the sand. Generally on the surface, so that Wu Xin's troops can be gathered together to maintain the formation, and can also get a safe flank.

It's a pity that it doesn't have a roof, but it's rare to get rain here.

However, the nomads of the Godafi tribe did not care, they had never seen so many marble buildings in their lives, in fact, most of the nomads could not even tell the difference between marble and precious stones.

It's no wonder that they are poor worms who wear beads made of glass beads and shells as family heirlooms.

Even this kind of thing is precious, and most nomadic wives only get a trade bead necklace when they get married.

They found a few sheltered buildings, wiped off the less covered sand, and saw the smooth white marble below. It's not surprising that someone is going crazy with excitement.

If it weren't for Godafe's repeated bullets, they would have even disregarded their fatigue and would have demolished the house on the spot and brought it back.

"The ancient Roman Empire was so great that it could use such a precious thing as a building material." In fact, even Godafy was fascinated by these marbles. His doctrine is actually even more absurd than others. "Once the ogres are destroyed, I'm going to move the tribe here."

"Huh." His words made Cassano sneer.

Wu Xin also had this expression in his heart, but he had to say well on the surface: "This is indeed a good idea, you really care about your people, my friend and friend Godafei, who would not like a marble home compared to a tent." But my friend, have you ever considered the dangers of this place, such as the threat from the sea? ”

"These marbles from the Greek mines are valuable building materials at all times, and the Barbary pirates will be happy to treat your tribe as stone slaves, and then let you carry the stones and send them to the Grand Bazaar in Istanbul to sell." Wu Xin's words were like a basin of cold water that extinguished Godalfi's dreams. "Ah, I know, you're also a Star and Moon Cultist, but do you really believe in Barbary pirates?"

Only then did he remember that it was the Barbary pirates who ruled the Mediterranean, and they didn't know that there was a pile of marble here, and if there was a settlement here, they would naturally send spies, and once the spies came ashore, they would naturally discover this treasure left by ancient Rome.

'Hmph, His Highness Highness Hareddin is our parishioner, how could he treat us as slaves. That's what you Hospitallers do. The old priest was beside him, but he didn't dare to speak now, for he knew that the knightess de Vrerich was really waiting for an opportunity to cut him in the head.

The woman was absolutely serious, and when she thought of her face, the old priest felt a chill in her neck.

Of course, he was right in this regard, and like the Barbary pirates, the Knights Hospitaller would inevitably covet this precious building material.

In fact, not only the Knights Hospitaller, but also these marbles were very tempting building materials for the Spanish kingdom behind the Knights.

The two sides of the battle have a sea force of mobility and a professional army, which is not at all a force that nomadic tribes can contend with.

Of course, although it is true that Hyreddin does not necessarily sell the Starmoon Cultists into slavery, it is impossible to leave this batch of stones to them.

"But we can still bring this batch of marbles back to the port of Tripoli, and there will definitely be big businessmen who will come to Tripoli to buy stones, Sibo. I see that you are also short of manpower, and I can mobilize all the women and children in the tribe. Godaphy said as he thought to himself how much he would get. We'll divide it into threes, and of course you take the lion's share. I can have three things to achieve. ”

"Humph!" Looking at Godafe, who was eager to try and sneered, the old priest snorted heavily, and then urged the camel to leave.

It was not that he did not appreciate Godalfi's liberation, but that his position determined that he could not appreciate it, and Godalfi's tendency to move closer to the Knights Hospitaller was intolerable to him.

This threatens the very foundation of his existence.

"It's a destabilizing factor. It is only right that the unstable factors should be eliminated as soon as possible. Waiting for him to leave, Cassano said coldly to Godafi.

"Now he can still play a role, although he can only treat minor injuries, but it's better than nothing." Faced with the temptation of marble, Goda Fe had already made up his mind to take refuge in Wu Xin and his gang, and it was a necessary process to eradicate this core believer of the Lord of the Stars and Moon.

"Well, he has a mistress and children semi-openly in the tribe, and he will clean him up with this charge when he goes back."

Normally, this is nothing, but when it comes to fighting, it is naturally a crime that is always valid.

"He is against the mining of ore. It will definitely make a lot of people unhappy. "The real charge is that he has hindered the prosperity of the tribe.

"But we also have to invite the Knight of Cassano to come to our tribe to take charge, after all, although he has not many followers, we have believed in that demon for hundreds of years. There are still many people in the tribe who are more stubborn in their beliefs. It's better to send a more devout Dark-Sun Priest to preach, so that nothing goes wrong. Of course, the crime is blamed, and it is the balance of power that really determines the victory or defeat, and Godafy does not understand this very well, but the struggle between the chief and the priest is one of the themes of all tribes, and he has accumulated a little experience.

"Rest assured, I will help." Wu Xin nodded proudly. "But I suggest you go see your men now. They demolished the house in this way, destroying more than half of the value of the building materials. ”

"What?!" Godafy looked back and saw that as he spoke, his men had demolished a large house exposed in the sand. "Stop y'all of you!"

Watch as Godalfi rushes to protect the marble. Wu Xin turned his head and smiled coldly at Cassano: "Everything is going according to plan. ”

…………….

Like the port of Tripoli controlled by Wu Xin, the port of Benghazi dates back to Greco-Roman times.

In the Roman Empire, it was already an important port on the southern shore of the Mediterranean, and after the fall of Ptolemaic Egypt to the Roman Empire, several ports at the mouth of the Nile began to become important cities in the eastern part of the empire.

The importance of the city has dropped considerably.

By the time of the decline of the Eastern Roman Empire, it was along with the port of Tripoli. Destroyed by the Star-Moon Cavalry.

Arenas and bathhouses were toppled and flattened as symbols of depravity, and libraries, thought to be sources of dangerous ideas, were burned down.

Having lost all this, Benghazi went from a port city to a fishing village class.

The nomads of the desert and the Barbary pirates of the sea took turns ruling the area, and the local population was of course miserable under the ravages of such rulers.

It wasn't until the Kingdom of Spain took control of the castle that it regained some of its life, but Benghazi, which was handed over to the Knights Hospitaller, was still a fortified stronghold at best, not a city.

The lives of the surrounding residents are also very difficult, but the existence of the Knights Hospitaller finally allows them to not worry about becoming slaves anytime and anywhere.

For Joel and his daughter, things have been even better lately.

A few days ago, a few inhabitants with Joel at the core, ambushed and killed a lone thief, a bandit with two camels, who thought that the peasants with pitchforks were no match for him, killed one of them, and then he could enjoy their food.

He never imagined that such a powerful warrior would hide in the midst of that group of peasants, and rather tragically be killed by a pitchfork stained with dung.

Joel defended his wells and farmland, he no longer resented it, and even began to be grateful to the alpha who dragged him into the world of reincarnation.

After dozens of French knights and a company of 200 men were stationed, there was better security for both fishing and farming.

And the expected big tax hike has not come, and in recent times, the French group has been very strong.

Many merchants from Egypt and Crete brought a large amount of supplies, and the limited warehouses in the port of Benghazi could not be filled.

Many clothes, canvases, and food could only be piled directly on the open ground, and although the loss was great, all the residents felt relieved when they saw it.

And Joel successfully found a French warrior who had a solid strength at a very young age.

Although it is strange for Joel to learn basic pacing and offensive and defensive things at his age, I also find it difficult to teach.

But Joel's strength is good, he has no foundation, but his strength and vitality are very good, coupled with Villefort's letter of introduction and a camel's teacher, he reluctantly accepted this older student.

At this time, they were practicing assassination by taking advantage of the setting sun.

"Valletta Knight, why are so many ships choosing to enter the harbor at this time, and it's about to get dark, isn't it dangerous?" Although old enough to be Valletta's father, Joel has great respect for Valletta.

This young man not only taught him martial arts, but also Latin and horsemanship, and spoke elegantly and behaved properly, no wonder he could become a full-fledged knight at such a young age, even if he had the shadow of his ancestors.

"You don't care so much, just practice well." Valletta said to Joel in a very cold tone with a dark face.

He has also been very polite to Joel, and in addition to letters of introduction and camels, Valletta is also keen to expand her power and elevate her status as a true believer in Dark Sun.

Joel, the local half-old man, is a very prestigious figure among the locals, whether it is a fisherman or a farmer.

If he can use it well, it is likely that he will become the link between the Order and the natives, which will be very helpful to his career.

On weekdays, both parties have been politely trying to manage the relationship, and if the language is a little excessive, they will immediately withdraw from each other.

But tonight, Joel also unexpectedly insisted, and he put down the spear in his hand.

He looked at Valletta seriously: "Those are giant sail oars and use boats, are they Spanish boats?" Is there going to be a big battle? ”

Barbary pirates almost did not have giant sailboats, and most pirates used sloops like merchants, relying on lighter loads and more manpower to gain speed advantages, and the sailing of boats required too much manpower and too short a range to be economical.

Valletta was reluctant to tell Joel too many details, not because he was worried that Joel would leak secrets, how could a local go for a walk even if he knew the information.

He was just not happy psychologically, this fleet was the elite of Hayreddin's personal command.

Although the whole operation itself was already extremely secretive, and Meredi had already seen the Spaniards to death, Hayreddin still chose to avoid entering the port during the day.

The attitude towards this matter within the French team was very confused, and most of the knights who had fought with the Ottoman Empire and Barbary pirates for half their lives could not understand why they should cooperate with their enemies for generations.

Even if we don't consider the past of deep hatred on both sides, is this choice really good for the future?

The Spaniards were of course mortal enemies, but once the Ottomans took full control of the Eastern Mediterranean, how could they, the Hospitallers, survive?

Will the enemy cross the river and tear down the bridge?

"It's going to be a big battle." Valletta didn't leak much in the end, he was very much against the collaboration, but he wouldn't leak it either. "Only by practicing your skills can you survive in the chaos."

Joel looked at Valletta and didn't ask anything more, stabbing his spear fiercely in the setting sun that was about to disappear. (To be continued.) )