Chapter 211 We want to fight

When Gong Zi was in front of the prison gate, the prison officer was confused, Ashlever, the governor of the Aden province, was throwing his temper at his subordinates like the tower above her head.

"Bastard...bastard...these bastards..."

The people in front of him held their breath one by one, hoping that when the Governor got angry, they would not notice their existence.

"What's wrong with our ships? Our ships are so many more than them, how could it be like this? Look at them, they have descended their sails! My Allah, is our ship surrendering to them!"

The governor's roar echoed in the castle, but unfortunately his subordinates were like him, staring at each other with big eyes and unable to tell what they were saying. Especially from them, they saw that the distance was not close, and they could not see the shooting of the flying swallow-i-type crossbow cannon at all.

The only thing they saw was the group of "meteors" flying far away in the sky. How could arrows with oil cloth shoot so far? Even light arrows with no lethality cannot fly over such a long distance and hit the target accurately.

Now it was under the attack of those "meteors", the remaining thirty or so ships lowered the flag of the Aden province, which showed that they had surrendered to the enemies at sea.

Governor Ashlever's question was also the question of everyone in the room. No one could answer this question, because his subordinates, like him, firmly believed in Allah and knew nothing about natural science.

Just as Ashlever was in the tower of the fortress of Aden City, roaring and asking his men, four warships protected the two transport ships and slowly moved closer to the shore.

Just like almost all commercial docks, there are no large groups of people on the docks in Aden City except for some people who maintain public order. Even when the Qinhuang-class warships were about to dock and the sniper archers began to clear all those who might be hostile, they threw down their weapons and fled.

Compared with the people in the fortress, they could see clearly the battle at sea just now. The fierce flames and violent explosions had long made them understand that they were not the one they should fight against.

Sure enough, when they were docking, a wardrobe made of wooden shelves, who had no time to escape became victims. Perhaps for the purpose of shocking, the wardrobe was hit by several crossbow bullets almost at the same time.

The flaming flames immediately swallowed the entire sentry tower, and the ground near the sentry tower burned in the flames. As oil products burned, thick black smoke rose into the sky like a warning sign.

This scene made the people on the dock shudder. They didn't know who was coming. Many people speculated that this might be the pirate who came from whom they didn't know where they came. In fear, the people on the dock quickly escaped completely.

Zhao Fubo was standing on the first deck of the Yingzheng battleship. Just now, with Juliana's help, he put on his armor and held his dark red gun in his hand.

"you……"

Zhao Fubo didn't want Juliana to follow her to take risks, but this kind of beautiful willingness was obviously not accepted by Juliana.

"What, do you want to take care of me? Don't you understand that you are the one who needs to take care of!"

Zhao Fubo was helpless about this. Juliana in front of her was already wearing armor with the help of Gong Zi's fourteen-year-old little handmaid Linda.

"Go together? You know that your little bad horse is not touched except you!"

"Okay, okay, let's go together, but I have to tell you that you can't leave me, otherwise..."

Zhao Fubo's threats Juliana didn't take them seriously, but she couldn't help but urge him.

"You hurry up, are we going to fall behind someone else?"

In fact, at this moment, they had indeed landed behind others. On the two large transport ships, the Mamluk cavalry, who were lined up and led the horses, belonging to the Arab army.

As the captain of the cavalry team, Abdul Matini had already ridden his horse at this time. The Chinese spear in his hand was stretched out to his side. Needless to say, the Mamluk cavalry under his command had formed a long formation.

For a moment, there were swords and guns, and a formation was like mountains. As the soldiers of the Song Dynasty Yulin Army disembarked, not long after, two majestic, hundred people were formed in a square formation, ten people were arranged. Facing the fortress of the Aden province, it was as if it was a demonstration, and it was motionless!

The atmosphere in the entire city of Aden became tense immediately, and even this tense air infected Governor Ashlever and his men on the tower of the Fortress of Aden City.

"Look, some of them are on the shore! Those guys...all of those guys are wearing black iron armor!"

Just as Governor Ashlever became worried and anxious because of the destruction of his fleet, six large ships began to land on his pier. What made him sad was that perhaps because of his taxes, or some other things, no one resisted the landing of those people.

He could even see from the fortress's tower that the hundreds of cavalry who were arranged in the city and responsible for public security had already escaped there at this time. What was sad is that looking at the direction of their escape, he obviously did not intend to return to the fortress.

Near the dock, as the opponent's soldiers came ashore, two thousand cavalry set up formations on the open space near the dock like a black wall. Although they did not move more, the cavalry just stayed there and remained motionless, which gave them a very heavy pressure to their hearts far away in the fortress.

"What do they mean? Are they planning to fight us in the wilderness? Should we send cavalry troops!"

This question is not something that can be asked. Ashlever intuitively believes that such a cowardly problem should not occur in the mouth of the governor of the Western Asian Province, which has more than 5,000 cavalry.

"If we go to war, I worry that the guards in the fortress will be too weak! Some of our troops are not in the fortress, they are sent out to do other things!"

The officer of the cavalry approached him and asked in a low voice, because the interior of the province of Aden was not as stable as it seemed. Occasionally, some nomadic families, or people from other towns, were not willing to pay so much dinar gold coins to the governor. Occasionally, the cavalry had to go out to show the majesty of the governor.

"No, we cannot retreat. If we want to fight, we must fight. Even if their sea warships are powerful, it is impossible to move those warships to the shore! And...and if we don't go to fight, I worry that we will lose the city, and even in the end we will lose the fortress and the entire province of Aden!

But before going to war, please send someone to bring the good Song people we caught here. If they want to hurt us, then I will cut off his head and hang it on our fortress so that everyone can see it!"

At the end of the day, Governor Ashleff gritted his teeth and let out an angry growl. He could not tolerate everything he saw in front of him, and he could not tolerate that there was a group of yellow-skinned people on the land of the Arab Empire to decide the future here.

"Well, Governor, they have about two thousand cavalrymen, I think we should double them. And, they don't seem to have many archers to accompany them, and we may be able to take advantage of this!"

The speaker was the nephew of Ashlever, the governor of the Aden province. He was the same as almost all feudal rule. They would not believe others to lead the army for them, but the one who believed most was their blood relatives.

"Well, do it like you said, I fully support your actions! Yes, we are going to fight, we are heroic Arab warriors!"

Since I woke up this morning, I first discovered that six big ships with bad intentions came, and after the tragic defeat in the naval battle, the frustrated Ashlever felt relieved for the first time. His nephew also had the courage of a warrior, and at least his courage seemed much more courageous than the others in the hall.

As the governor's order was issued, the sound of the trumpets of the cavalry as they were dispatched echoed in the fortress. Teams of heavily armored Mamluk cavalry began to complete their teams, and began to greet their unknown fate in the cheers of the people who were left behind.

In order to achieve 100% victory, Governor Ashleff dispatched 4,000 Mamluk cavalry twice as many as the enemy. There were also a large number of archers to provide them with sufficient support. Their mission was to drive the two thousand black armored cavalry in neatly arranged on the beach back to their ships.

Like the cavalry in other parts of the Arab Empire, these Mamluk cavalry also underwent the most rigorous training. Even the spears in their hands, the bent bows on their backs and the scimitars on their waists were neatly and impeccably.

When placed anywhere, this is a good team of cavalry. Near the fortress's strong city gate, the long horns make a long sound like a call.

Although the cavalry riding on the horse was not like the soldiers of the Yulin Army of the Song Dynasty, they remained motionless like stubborn stones. But they were still in a row of four people, erecting their spears on one side of the horse's neck. As far as the soldiers in the entire Aden Fortress seemed majestic and heroic.

Those who accompanied them on their way were also archers wearing chain mail. They carried large bags of feather arrows and a recurved composite bow made of cow horns and other materials. Compared with the power of the cavalry, they lacked that kind of momentum.

Seeing such a huge army leave the fortress, a beautiful woman hiding on the fortress showed her most charming smile. Of course, accompanied by these smiles, her pride was also her.
Chapter completed!