Lin Ke watched Saladin's army gradually move away.
In the civilization panel, thousands of identifiable [Mamluk cavalry] were also moving away from Saladin.
Looking at those [Mamluk cavalry], Lin Ke felt vaguely scared.
If there were no army, no gods, and if Lin Ke only relied on the civilization panel to fight against the enemy, if he had to face such a large number of [Mamluk cavalry], he would immediately fall into a disadvantage.
After all, the number of units that can be built through the civilization panel is not large.
Thousands of [Mamluk Cavalry], isn't that an astronomical number in the civilization panel?
But after this, Lin Ke also clearly understood a truth.
That is, situations like this will happen again.
This situation of encountering tens of thousands of enemy troops that can be identified by the civilization panel will happen again.
He must prepare in advance and fight with real armies and gods.
Simply put, the laws of combat can be simplified into these two.
If the enemy is a unit whose name is not recognized by the civilization panel, Lin Ke can use the units built by the civilization panel to fight, which will give Lin Ke a huge advantage.
On the contrary, if the enemy is a unit whose name is recognized by the civilization panel, Lin Ke cannot use the units built by the civilization panel to fight.
This is because even if the units built by the civilization panel can restrain the opponent, they themselves will suffer great damage, that is, lose blood.
One attack and one defense may result in the loss of dozens of drops of blood. Compared with the few drops of blood they suffer in the real world, the difference is dozens or even hundreds of times.
Therefore, as long as the civilization panel detects this kind of "special unit", Lin Ke can only use the real army to fight.
Nan Tong, who was standing next to Lin Ke, sighed softly, his eyes also following the retreating Arab army.
The wrinkles on the old minister's face were particularly noticeable in the morning light, but his eyes were still sharp and bright.
After experiencing the Battle of Jerusalem, the Great Sun Magician has only now almost fully recovered all the magic in his body.
"What a pity, Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh."
Nan Tong broke the silence, with a hint of regret in his words.
Likewise, he admired the Arab king.
"His Majesty Saladin actually left overnight without even a formal farewell."
"Perhaps that's because he's reluctant to leave Jerusalem?"
"After all, I just saw him look back towards Jerusalem several times."
"But I think a king like him has his own reasons for doing things."
Nan Tong watched the other party walk further and further away, and continued, "I have been in contact with the Arab delegation these past few days, and I really admire these Arabs."
"These guys are not only brave and good at fighting, but also extremely intelligent and strategic."
"I think he must have been influenced and taught by His Majesty Saladin, just as we were influenced and taught by His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh."
"By the way, Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh."
"It is said that His Majesty Saladin was able to lead an army alone at the age of eighteen. He even fought the enemy in the desert for seven days and seven nights without being defeated."
"By the age of twenty, he had united more than a dozen scattered tribes."
"To become the de facto leader of the Arab world at the age of 30, such talent and achievement are rare in today's world."
He turned his head to look at Lin Ke, his eyes shining, and then he added more respectfully.
"Of course, that still can't compare to your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh."
"In my opinion, you are the greatest king in the world."
"What you have achieved now is far beyond the reach of His Majesty Saladin."
"Besides, you are much younger than him."
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh?"
However, Lin Ke seemed to have not heard Nan Tong's words at all, and his eyes were still staring into the distance.
He seemed to be in a state of deep thought.
Nan Tong was slightly startled and called out again tentatively.
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh?"
This time, Lin Ke finally came to his senses and turned to Nan Tong, his eyes finally regaining their usual calmness.
"Hmm? What did you say?"
Nan Tong repeated respectfully, "Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, I am speaking of the deeds of His Majesty Saladin."
"He was indeed a remarkable monarch. I believe that even in the entire history of the Near East, there are few who can compare with him."
Lin Ke nodded thoughtfully, a rare, slightly serious expression appearing on his face.
"Yes, Nantong, Saladin is indeed a great king."
“His wisdom, courage and kindness are all impressive.”
Coming from Lin Ke's mouth, this evaluation is particularly rare.
Nan Tong couldn't help but look up slightly and looked at the Holy Pharaoh with a little surprise.
"Nantong, I have one more thing I need you to do."
Lin Ke continued.
"From this day forward, a special army will be stationed in Jerusalem."
"Unlike ordinary garrison troops, this army needs to be equipped with the best horses and equipment and receive the most rigorous training."
"I want to make sure they can respond as soon as they receive an order and rush to wherever they are needed."
Nan Tong immediately understood the Holy Pharaoh's intention, but still asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, are you worried about the safety of Jerusalem?"
Lin Ke shook his head: "The main mission of this army is not to defend Jerusalem. After all, other troops are responsible for the city's defense."
"What I want is a force that can quickly maneuver and provide long-distance assistance."
His gaze once again turned towards the direction where Saladin's army disappeared in the distance.
"As soon as we learn Saladin is in need, I want my soldiers to rush to his aid."
"Nantong, the mission of this army is to aid allies, not to defend territory."
Nan Tong bowed deeply and said, "Yes, Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh."
"I will arrange it right away."
"I will personally select the best generals to take charge of this matter and ensure that this special army can obey the orders of His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh at any time."
Lin Ke nodded and looked at the horizon again, where Saladin's army had completely disappeared.
There is only a silent desert below.
Nan Tong didn't ask any more questions. He bowed respectfully and turned to leave. He was going to carry out Lin Ke's orders.
Lin Ke was the only one left on the stands on the wall of Jerusalem.
Facing the rising sun, gazing into the distance thoughtfully.
Nan Tong also didn't know what this Holy Pharaoh was thinking.
After a while.
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, a magician wants to see you."
"He is very emotional. Although we have tried to stop him several times, he still wants to see you."
"He even resorted to self-harm, so we've come to consult you."
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