The leader of the delegation forced himself to ignore the limits of his body and continued running forward.
But the Mamluk cavalry was so fast that within a quarter of an hour they were less than a hundred steps away from him.
“Stop.”
A trooper shouted in an emotionless voice.
"Don't waste each other's time."
But the head of the delegation turned a deaf ear and continued to move forward with difficulty.
At this moment, he no longer had the strength to respond, or even to look back.
There was only one thought in his mind.
Go forward! You must go forward! Even if it’s just one more step!
The leader of the delegation had exhausted his strength, and the Mamluk cavalry also slowed down. They knew that their prey had nowhere to escape, so they slowly narrowed the encirclement.
Finally, the head of the delegation could no longer hold on.
He staggered a few steps and fell heavily on the sand.
His vision became blurry, his ears were buzzing, and his lips were cracked and bleeding.
"At least...at least I brought the letter here..."
"As long as my body can be found by the soldiers of Holy Egypt, there might still be hope..."
The head of the delegation struggled to turn over and took out the wrapped letter from his arms.
He carefully folded the letter and tucked it into the padding under his clothes, ensuring that it would not be damaged even if he died.
After doing all this, he lay flat on the hot sand and closed his tired eyes.
At this moment, he finally felt a little more comfortable.
He was ready to face his death.
"Your Majesty Saladin... forgive me... I tried my best..."
"I'll come find you right away..."
The head of the delegation felt himself gradually sinking into darkness.
The sound of wind, sand, and horse hooves, everything became distant and blurred.
He gave up resistance and let the darkness swallow him up.
At this moment, he heard the Mamluk horses begin to make uneasy neighing sounds.
It seems that something dangerous has appeared.
"Holy Sand Burial!"
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