Chapter 222: The Territory of the Remainder
"Lord Theodore, the count has been counted, there are thirty-two people in all, all of them are strangers."
Outside the pyramid of that Khufu.
The group of troops belonging to the former dynasty Mamluk that Gallant and the others encountered in the desert were tying up all the people that Gallant had brought with them to do logistics outside.
All of them were dressed in black, with black turbans and scarves wrapped around their faces, flintlock pistols on their backs, and riding war horses.
The man who was called Theodore by his men was the leader of the rebel army, and his face was obscured by a veil, so he couldn't see clearly.
But the eyes are deep, a standard Arab look.
"Did you find anything?" Theodore asked.
"No, they have just come to Egypt and are not looking for many mausoleums." That's humane.
"What a bunch of shit." Theodore said displeased.
Of course, he was not here to stop this group of people from robbing the tombs, and for him, if he wanted to retake Egypt from the Ottoman Empire and rebuild the Mamluk dynasty, then funds were indispensable.
And where is the easiest place to get funding in Egypt?
These mausoleums, of course.
That's why they came to kidnap these Europeans, hoping to find treasure from them.
They found a number of tombs, many of which had actually been stolen.
As a last resort, they could only set their sights on the coffins of the pharaohs, after all, those coffins not only contained the pharaoh's golden mask, but also the pharaoh's scepter, which could be sold for a lot of money in Europe.
In the past, even if some people went to steal the treasures in the pyramids, they would not touch the coffin of the pharaoh.
For they were also somewhat afraid of the mystical power of the pharaohs.
But as the times progressed, these reverences naturally dissipated.
"Boom !!"
At this moment, the earth began to tremble, and there was a violent roar as if the sky was cracking, and countless sand and stones were surging.
The horses beneath them were restless, making long, piercing neighs, and even jumped directly on their forefeet, until they gradually stopped trying to appease them.
"What's going on?" Theodore struggled to control the horse under him, his eyes kept looking around, "Is it another sandstorm?" β
Obviously, they had also encountered sandstorms before, but as natives of Egypt, they naturally had more experience, so there were no casualties.
The eyes of the rest of the people were also searching.
But soon, under the horrified eyes of the people, the sand under the pyramid of Khufu in front of them began to churn outward with the pyramid as the center.
The whole pyramid began to rise, and it became bigger and bigger, and the churning sand gradually came towards them.
The rebels had to control their horses and retreat to the rear.
Since the Europeans weren't legged, they could run along.
Soon, the camp of the Europeans was swallowed up by the enlarged pyramid.
Countless sand and gravel flew up, obscuring their vision, and the earth trembled.
But then, as the sand cleared, the rebels, including the Europeans, gasped and breathed a little.
In front of them, a magnificent building that they had never seen in their lives appeared in front of them,
It resembles a golden pagoda, but on the faΓ§ade it has a huge entrance flanked by two ancient gods, one of whom is Ra and the other is Ramses II.
The entrance is decorated with many huge stone pillars, both sides of which are carved with ancient Egyptian characters.
The years have left their mark in this magnificent palace.
And the largest pyramid in Egypt, Khufu, has now become the spire of this behemoth, and compared to this behemoth, it is as ridiculous as a pocket toy.
"Lord Theodore?"
Theodore was now like the rest of the people with his mouth slightly open, unable to say anything, obviously shocked by the grandeur of this huge thing.
Their breathing was a little stagnant, and the atmosphere did not dare to gasp.
This is not a pyramid, but a temple.
A temple that is enough to communicate with the gods!
"Lord Theodore?" The man next to him continued to ask.
Theodore came back to his senses, his eyes shining with excitement.
"I heard my grandfather tell stories about Egypt in the past.
He said that a powerful civilization, even the ancestors of the current Ottoman Empire, could not defeat them.
The pyramids on the ground in Egypt and the buildings that were so great that they could not have been built by human beings were their masterpieces.
In the past, I didn't believe in this, because if that civilization was really that strong, it wouldn't have perished.
But now it seems that this should be the case.
Those Europeans must have triggered some kind of mechanism.
I said, as the largest pyramid in this land, how can there be no good things. β
He said excitedly to the people around him.
"Let's go in!
Such a magnificent building.
There must be a lot of treasures inside! β
The rebels whistled excitedly, and apparently they were getting excited by the treasure Theodore had lifted, and they were back on their horses and running towards the temple.
But soon, they discovered that a group of people dressed in ancient Egyptian costumes had come out of the entrance.
At the head was none other than Ramses II.
As he gradually stepped out of the shadows, the sunlight that had been obscured by the clouds just happened to be projected on him.
The gold on his body reflected the sunlight, scorching brightly, and there was an indescribable sense of sacredness and dignity.
He paused in the doorway, closed his eyes, and made a gesture of hugging with his hands open.
"The sun of Egypt, it's been a long time"
He slowly opened his eyes, and then he saw the group of Mamluk rebels standing in front of them.
Theodore immediately recognized Gallant, the European he had seen in the desert before, from the crowd.
He had killed their guide before, and a sandstorm had since then.
He had thought that the group had died in the desert.
But I didn't expect that not only did I survive, but I also entered Khufu again and opened the temple.
Yes, from their point of view, it is clear that this temple was opened by Europeans like Gallant.
Gallant apparently recognized the group as well.
He looked at the man at the head with a look of unkindness in his eyes, as if he realized something, and showed a strange expression.
Ramses II casually glanced at the men with eyes that looked like two little suns.
These rebels have a feeling that their entire soul has been seen through, and people subconsciously want to avoid his gaze.
Theodore did the same, but seemed to feel too embarrassed, and he forcibly controlled himself from looking up to meet him, even though his eyes were stinging from it.
The corners of Ramses' mouth lifted slightly, revealing a playful smile.
"In Yu's territory, do you dare to look directly at Yu's brilliance?"
"Your territory?" Theodore frowned.
"Naturally!"
He opened his hands again, the cloak behind him fluttered in the wind, the light in his eyes shone more and more, and the sound like the first ringing of the morning bell resounded in everyone's heart, as if to announce to the world:
"Yu Nai Ramses Meliamon.
"Where the sun shines, where the yellow sand dances."
"All are. The rest of the territory! β
(End of chapter)