"For the glory of the prophet!"- these were the words of the general who started the war against the Mesopecs, rather warlike people from a hot and humid country. The first victim of the war was the village of Hunahu, where peasants worked peacefully. The only weapons they had were pitchforks, knives and stones. A thunderstorm from the east suddenly burst into their house. No one escaped. Such was the long-ago Jihad. Ruthless and cruel.
Meanwhile, in the hot desert there was a reconstruction war. Previously lost territories were collected. The governor of the city of Yarsal, a dusty and unremarkable town, was a rather rich and self-confident man. By breaking away from the Caliphate, he signed his own death warrant. The great army of the Caliph was already standing at its walls..
It was a bloody https://lovecasinoonline.co.uk battle. Almost 100 soldiers died trying to take the governor. When the governor’s corpse was brought to the imam for the repose of his soul, the governor’s eyes suddenly turned blue. It became clear to everyone why so many Jihad warriors died. Spice. There was a spice deposit here. With this drug, if prepared correctly, you could easily kill a hundred people.
The first official target of the Jihad was the inconspicuous Mezopek castle. By capturing this castle, the prophet’s warriors will raise their authority.
In the winter of 223, the Caliph, in order to choose the Grand Vizier, sent several people close to him to capture a neighboring enemy city. “Whoever first stains his sword with the blood of the rebel leader will be made Grand Vizier!", – the Caliph said to the general and his youngest son..
… The youngest son became the Grand Vizier.
Meanwhile, the Eldest son of the Caliph, and part-time heir to the throne, developed a brilliant plan. Hiding behind Jihad, he will recruit many people into the army who want to carry the word of the Prophet. But they will not go to the small villages that were chosen as the targets of Jihad, but to some rebellious cities. The plan was simple but brilliant. Jihad flared up. The flames of the war for Terra flared up.
P.s. I’ll stop my story here. I hope it turned out better this time, because I got a mouse. I’ll continue tomorrow. Goodbye.