The other side.
Inside the royal palace council hall in Damascus.
Fadhil stood in front of a table covered with a silk map, discussing the distribution of supplies with several other ministers.
That is, the supplies brought by the mission from Holy Egypt.
Their tables were piled with thick account books and lists, recording the details of the supplies the delegation brought back from Holy Egypt.
Fadhil then pointed to the city mark on the map.
"The first thing we need to solve is the food problem. Three districts in the city have already issued famine warnings, and the food stored in the warehouse can only last for two weeks at most."
A minister in charge of food nodded in agreement.
"It's true. This year's drought has severely affected the harvest. Prices have almost tripled, and ordinary people simply can't afford to buy basic necessities."
At this time, Fadhil picked up the item on the table that recorded the supplies.
"The amount of wheat and barley brought back by the delegation is sufficient to meet our current urgent needs."
"I recommend opening four public areas immediately, prioritizing residents in disadvantaged areas."
Another minister praised: "A wise move, Your Majesty!"
"However, we also need to consider the needs of the army. The quality of the city defense troops' food has declined significantly, which will affect their combat effectiveness."
Fadhil responded: "I've already thought about that."
"We can distribute it in a 30/70 ratio, 30% for the military and 70% for civilians."
"This amount of food is more than enough for our soldiers."
"At the same time, some grain will be distributed to millers and bakers in the city, who will process it and then sell it, keeping the price at the pre-disaster level."
"This not only ensures supply but also maintains the normal operation of the market."
The ministers nodded in agreement.
Next, they discussed the issue of weapons and equipment.
The Minister of War spread out a report on the inventory of arms.
"There are currently 3,600 defenders in the city, but only 2,000 of them have complete sets of armor. The weaponry is also in poor condition. Nearly 20% of the soldiers can only use weapons made from wooden sticks and farm tools."
Upon hearing this, Fadhil just sighed softly.
"This is exactly what His Majesty Saladin was most worried about during his lifetime."
"He's always wanted to get better equipment, and now it's finally happening."
"The armor and weapons the delegation brought back are enough to equip thousands of infantry and hundreds of cavalry, which can greatly enhance our combat capabilities."
"Furthermore, these weapons are of high quality, all made to high standards and durable. In comparison, most of our weapons are crude and tattered. Compared to the weapons sent by Holy Egypt, ours can only be described as rags."
Hearing this, another minister took a deep breath and sighed softly.
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh is truly generous. We were still struggling with these problems last month, but we didn't expect that Holy Egypt would solve all our problems with just one move."
"His Majesty Saladin stressed many times during his lifetime that Holy Egypt is our brotherly ally and the relationship between our two countries is unbreakable."
"At that time, many of us didn't understand the profound meaning of this sentence. Now it seems that His Majesty Saladin is truly far-sighted!"
"If it weren't for Holy Egypt, we would probably have no choice but to give up Damascus this time."
After hearing this, everyone stopped talking for a while and fell into silence.
It was Fadhil who finally broke the silence.
"In any case, this batch of supplies arrived at the right time."
"We need to start equipping our military immediately."
"Other than that, it's the medicine they sent."
"According to the head of the mission, these medicines are incredibly effective and can heal deep knife wounds within three days."
"If we can use these resources effectively, we can also reintegrate some of the wounded soldiers into the defenders and strengthen our defense."
The discussion lasted a full two hours and eventually resulted in a detailed allocation plan.
After the meeting, the ministers expressed their views to Fadhil.
"Sir, I have to say, this is truly a timely help from Holy Egypt!"
"If it weren't for this aid, we would have faced a severe food shortage and a mutiny among soldiers within half a month."
"After all, once His Majesty Saladin leaves, many more variables will arise in the city."
"These supplies can help us stabilize people's hearts."
As he spoke, he took a deep breath.
"I used to have doubts about the Holy Egypt mentioned by His Majesty Saladin."
"But today I understand that His Majesty Saladin has a much longer-term vision than I do. He has long been prepared for the country's critical moment."
"Although he is gone, we still live in his light."
Fadhil also nodded, and he seemed to be deeply touched by this.
"yes."
"His Majesty Saladin is not only concerned about the current war, but also about the long-term, aspects that we have never considered."
"Everything that happened today is a reflection of his wisdom."
"I just hope that after all this is settled, I can personally thank the Holy Pharaoh and tell him how much his help means to us."
"Okay, let's go down, we don't have much time."
Soon after, the distribution of supplies was carried out in an orderly manner.
Four large relief points were set up in the city, distributing bread and flour to the people on a regular basis every day.
The long queue of hungry people waiting to receive food was winding. Many people shed tears the moment they received the food. Some even knelt down and prayed to the sky, expressing gratitude for this gift.
In the military camp, the soldiers put on brand new armor, held sophisticated weapons in their hands, and their morale was obviously improved.
In the hospital, doctors used the medicines brought by Saint Egypt to treat injured soldiers and civilians, miraculously saving many lives that were originally thought to be dead.
As supplies were gradually distributed, the tense atmosphere in Damascus gradually eased.
More food and goods began to appear on the market, and prices stabilized.
The topic of conversation on the streets changed from the death of His Majesty Saladin to the generous assistance of Holy Egypt.
In a secret room in the palace, Fadhil stood at the window, looking at the bustling crowds on the street, and the sadness on his face eased a little.
Although the death of His Majesty Saladin is still an indelible shadow in his heart, now, at least, the situation in the city has been stabilized to a certain extent due to the arrival of this batch of supplies.
"Brother, His Majesty Saladin."
"Did you see that?"
“It is you who saved our people from hunger and suffering.”
"The relationship you have established with Holy Egypt will surely become the most glorious page in the history of our two countries."
“Even though you are gone, your light still shines on this land.”
"You can leave in peace. I will defend the land of Damascus with my life."
"Just as you once did."
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