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- ¡°I need to keep myself awake.¡± Malik said after letting the royal doctor give him opiates.
"But if there is no treatment, Sudan's life will be in danger." Mansour said anxiously.
"The fate of the country depends on this battle, and the Sultan must put his life and death at risk." Malik said to his younger brother and the imperial doctor in a tone that left no room for doubt:
"My condition is only known to you two, and it is absolutely not allowed to be spread outside To the outside world, just say that I just caught a cold by chance."
¡°Yes, my Sultan.¡± The two of them quickly knelt down on one knee and responded with tears in their eyes.
With the support of drugs, Malik steeled himself and asked, "Is there any news from the Portuguese?"
"While Sudan was in coma, the scouts came back." Mansour quickly wiped the tears from his eyes and said:
"The Portuguese army has been moving south and did not attack Larache. Apparently their king did not think about ensuring contact with the navy, but plunged into the inland, wanting to fight us in a decisive battle with the main force, all in one battle!"
"Allahu Akbar" Malik was obviously refreshed and his condition seemed to be a little less severe.
Because if the Portuguese continue to camp along the coastline as they did for more than a hundred years ago, under the cover of their powerful navy, the Moroccans will be helpless.
But once you enter the interior, it¡¯s the desert people¡¯s world!
"Act as planned." Malik then ordered Mansoor: "Lead the invaders to the banks of the Mahazan River and fight to the death as they wish!"
"Yes, my Sultan, God bless Morocco!" Mansour gritted his teeth and left in response.
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In fact, the moment the Portuguese set foot in Morocco, Malik's plan had already started to run.
It is simple to say that he adopted the strategy of luring the enemy deep and waiting for work. He ordered the tribal troops stationed at the border and northern Xinjiang checkpoints to retreat as soon as they saw the Portuguese, and went to Kebir Fort on the banks of the Mahazan River and the The main force converges.
Sebastian, who lacked combat experience, was deceived and thought that the Moroccan army was intimidated by the power of his own army and did not dare to fight. He made the mistake of underestimating the enemy's rash advance and constantly urged the army to advance inland.
As the army penetrates deep into the dry mountainous areas. Hot weather and long marches were rapidly eroding the Portuguese army's combat effectiveness.
"And they themselves seriously lacked the consciousness to fight hard, and seemed to treat this expedition as a hunting trip or an outing.
While the task force members took the time to polish their weapons and maintain their rifles. The nobles thought about mending their gorgeous robes and having their servants polish their boots.
They never wore armor when marching, only gorgeous silk tights embroidered with gold and silver threads, and of course fake penises, swaggering in the ranks.
They were always eating, eating the candy tarts and greasy roast chicken and suckling pig served by the servants, without thinking about whether these things were easy to digest.
The heavily armed task force huddled in a carriage with an awning, refused to eat any greasy food, only ate biscuits and drank light salt water, trying to stay in shape as much as possible in the hot Moroccan environment.
As the army arrived at the banks of the Mahazan River, the vigilance of the macarons was at its highest.
At this time, the Portuguese received information from King Abu¡¯s supporters that Malik¡¯s army was gathering at Fort Kebil.
The young king, who was still in good spirits despite the hot weather, immediately ordered his entire army to cross the river after hearing this, hoping to catch the Moroccans off guard!
At the urging of the king, the Portuguese army crossed the Mahazan River directly without conducting too much reconnaissance.
The reason for crossing the river in such a hurry is because the Mahajan River is a tidal river. At this time, the water level is at its lowest, and the water depth in the middle of the river is only just over the waist. You can pass directly without an army of bridge builders!
However, soon after the king's army passed the Mahazan River, the scouts discovered that the main force of the Moroccan army was waiting in front.
"How many troops?" Sebastian picked up the telescope and looked into the distance.
"You can't see the end at a glance, it's about twice the size of our army." The scout replied anxiously: "And I saw the flag of the Sudan!"
"What?" The Portuguese army immediately fell into panic and did not bother to investigate why King Abu's intelligence was wrong. Sebastian immediately ordered to form a formation to meet the enemy.
Under the command of noble officers, the Portuguese army was divided into two lines, front and rear. Whether it was domestic troops or foreign mercenaries, they all formed a Spanish square formation that was invincible in Europe.
Noble officers and professional sergeants are responsible for leading them to improve morale and ensure a stable formation.
Sebastian will deploy a phalanx of experienced and powerful mercenaries and volunteers.nbsp; The morale of the Moroccans was greatly boosted. Soldiers from all ministries chanted the honorific title of the ruler of the Saad Dynasty in unison:
"Sharif!"
"Sharif!"
¡°Sharif!!¡±
¡®Sharif¡¯ means ¡®holy descendant¡¯. This represents the official recognition of Malik as their unique ruler by all Moroccan ethnic groups.
Malik rode his horse back to the central army under the admiration of everyone. As soon as he entered the curtain tied up by the guards, he slumped on the horse and coughed violently
The blood sprayed on the yellow sand, which was shocking.
The Moroccan soldiers who were still cheering outside did not know that their Sultan was already dying.
The Jewish doctor quickly supported the Sultan and untied the rope hidden under his large robe. Even after taking a large dose of opiates and stimulants secretly prepared by the Tianfang Sect, Malik no longer had the strength to ride a horse by himself, so he had his lower body tied to the horse's back. There is also a wooden backrest behind the saddle, and the upper body is tied up. Only then can the speech be completed in front of the formation and eliminate the fear of the soldiers!
"There is no time to waste, fire" The Sultan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and gave the order to start the war.
The artillery of both sides roared at the same time, and the battlefield was filled with white smoke. The battle of the Three Kings, which will determine the fate of the three empires, has begun!
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