The Arab general took small bites of the bread with honey in his hand and ate it for a long time.
Saul could clearly see the corners of his mouth twitching slightly every time he chewed a bite.
So Saoluo and the Pope ate very slowly. When there was no bread left on the table and the general sucked his fingertips carefully a few times, they unfolded the map and began to discuss.
"My lords, please look."
Saul and the Pope now looked at the unfolded map.
However, it was covered with densely written words that they could not understand. Apart from the location of Damascus, they could only get a rough idea of everything else.
"This is where the rebels are."
"I judge that the enemy will return to their base first after being severely damaged by you."
"There are now four major, established rebel groups in the Arab world."
"The forces attacking Damascus today are two rebel groups working together."
"And our main Arab army is fighting against the largest rebel force."
"So, I think they will definitely try to unite now, so..."
Just as the general was speaking, cheers suddenly came from below the castle.
The general stopped at this time, and then he saw a soldier coming to the door of the conference hall with joy and panting, and kneeling on one knee with a "dong" sound.
"General! General!"
"Good news! It's good news!"
"Our army has won a great victory over the rebels and is now returning to Damascus!"
"They will be here in about two days! We are safe!"
Hearing this, the general just closed his eyes and exhaled.
"well!"
"With this, Damascus is finally safe!"
Saul and the Pope also stood up and congratulated each other.
Then, Saul simply pursed his lips before speaking again.
"General, two days is enough time for the fleeing rebels to regroup and successfully relocate."
"If they succeed in reuniting and leaving again, it will cause endless trouble for the Arabs."
"I have an idea, please... please listen to it, sir."
Saul said, glancing at the Pope.
The Pope nodded slightly, and the general came to Saul respectfully.
"Sir, just speak!"
"You are our benefactor!"
Seeing this, Saul slowly spoke.
But what he said surprised the general a little.
"Your Excellency, what you said makes sense, but..."
"It's just... you have protected Damascus, you have done so much for Arabia!"
"But how can we allow you to go and wipe out the rebels? If His Majesty Fadhil knew about this, I don't think he would agree."
When Saul heard this, he fell silent for a moment.
The Pope expressed his approval of Saul's proposal that the Holy Egyptian magician army should go to wipe out the rebels.
Then he spoke too.
"General, we are here to help His Majesty Saladin."
"Although the rebels have left now, if they are given a chance to breathe, they may threaten Damascus again."
"Damascus is now severely damaged and will definitely need time to recover. The Arab army will also need to allocate some of its strength to defend its territory."
"General, with all due respect, the Arabs do not have enough strength to launch an attack on the other side."
"If we force this, I'm afraid Damascus and other Arab cities will still be in danger."
"Please don't refuse any more. If His Majesty Fadhil blames us, we will definitely explain it to you!"
When the general heard this, he just showed an embarrassed expression.
"My benefactors! You have done enough for us!"
"If I let you go to a dangerous place, I will not be able to sleep or eat peacefully. His Majesty Fadhil will probably be furious if he finds out!"
"Please rest in Damascus! His Majesty Fadil will certainly express his gratitude to you personally. Moreover, the funeral of His Majesty Saladin also requires the support of the Holy Egyptian side..."
The general said, but the Pope stood up and interrupted him.
"General! The opportunity is fleeting!"
"I believe that if His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh knew of our decision today, he would also express his support for us!"
"You have to know that His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh may not know the news of His Majesty Saladin's death. If he knew that his best friend had passed away due to illness, he would be very angry and furious!"
"Please don't refuse or decline again!"
"We came here to help our brothers, didn't we?"
"Are we your friends and brothers?"
"If His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh learns that we helped Damascus and did nothing, he will surely punish us!"
"General! Please don't hesitate any longer!"
Whenever the Pope saw the general's brow wrinkle slightly, he would immediately raise his voice and speak again, not giving the other party any chance to refute.
Of course, first of all, His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh sent them to help Arabia.
Secondly, it was to train Saul so that he could stand on his own.
It is safe to stay in Damascus, but now that His Majesty Saladin has passed away, they cannot gain any substantial, positive benefits here.
If the rebels are eliminated, Arabia will owe Holy Egypt a favor, and the relationship between the new Arab Majesty and Holy Egypt will become more stable and healthy.
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