Jeddah

Yusef along with the other Janissaries watched from the city walls those creatures, while panic spread rapidly among the inexperienced militiamen of the city, the Janissaries were able to remain calm.

The Janissaries had been able to take their muskets while most of the militiamen had threadbare clothing and some arquebusiers and bows next to their swords.

Although they had better weapons, it was difficult to perhaps think of hitting those beasts who had not yet been hostile.

The Wyverns floated for several minutes until one of them dropped a cloth bag from above, the bag crashing to the ground causing several of them to become fearful.

After this action, the Wyverns retired, leaving all the defenders stunned, who was stunned by what happened.

After the Wyverns were lost on the horizon, several citizens approached the mystery bag with a mixture of curiosity and anguish.

—Away— Amir Pasha ordered as several Janissaries approached to observe their contents.

Yusuf, as well as Dawud and Demir, approached while the citizens stepped aside.

Along with them will also be Piri Pasha who, along with several of his guards, fearfully approached.

—Ahmed, open it carefully— Amir orders one of his Janissaries who accepted without hesitation.

He knelt down and carefully untied the knot, instantly a head rolled out of it causing everyone to jump, Piri Pasha for his part vomited upon seeing the contents.

—Oh my...— Amir muttered as he corroborated that the bag was full of heads, but not of anyone.

"Piri Pasha, please send one message to Cairo and another to Sultan Suleiman," Amir ordered, but Piri Pasha had not yet recovered from the first impression.

—Bring all the cannons from the port and place them on the walls, we don't know when they will return— said Armir as he took a last look at the bag. —And give a decent burial to the remains of those who fought not only for the empire but also for Allah—

Yusuf did not come out of the shock caused by that mysterious bag either, a normal day on patrol had radically changed to a threat never seen before.

Although he still had a bit of curiosity that forced him to see the situation a little better, after a couple of pushes and friction he managed to get an answer.

Unfortunately it was not a very pleasant answer when seeing that one of the heads was that of a murdered soldier, he is still keeping his janissary cap

Roma

After the victory it was time to collect the reward, that was what Consul Godian did while counting the loot he had obtained, a large amount of jewelry and works of art in addition to a good handful of slaves, it was something that was more than satisfactory to be his first victory in the new world.

The city was too big to finish finding all its riches in one day, but that was being taken care of by the imperial soldiers who were exchanging their loot.

Looting was not a word that he liked very much, they were only taking what belonged to them as victors and there was no one who could deny it.

Also, he had to think about his next moves in the campaign, he had sent some air reconnaissance units looking for the next targets, after something big like this a small reward would not be bad.

His priority was to establish some outposts and fortify his position in the new world, the first shipment of riches would be sent to the emperor tomorrow at dawn and with this perhaps it is enough excuse to ask for reinforcements for the conquest of this world since with seeing Some maps note that the size of this is too large for your men to conquer it alone.

While posting everything together with

various advisers, Azelainus entered the store without warning causing him to look up.

He would have bothered had it not been because he had someone with him who seemed very important.

—The highest authority of this city and possibly this kingdom, captured by us; he flees like the rat that was through the catacombs of the city but finally succumbed to us—he answered proudly as that old man writhed in pain.

—You shouldn't treat the elderly like this, where our manners are— said Godian, who got up from the table and approached that helpless man.

He knelt in front of him and with his hand raised the old man's chin in white robes

—Excuse the mistreatment, but if he had given up without a fight we would not have had to be in this situation— Godian said as he looked at the face of his prisoner.

—W.… Who are you? — He said with difficulty

Godian calmly replied —The Empire, its new master and lord of this world—

—The only master and lord of this world is God and his son Jesus Christ! -

—We'll see that,— Godian reply maliciously —But I would like to know who you are and who you serve—

—My name doesn't matter, I only serve God and ...—

—So you are a priest, in that case I also serve a God, and his name is ...—

—I don't need to listen to your speeches about your pagan Gods, I am only a mortal, but when the wrath of ...—

The old man was unable to continue as a sword thrust his back causing the old man's blood to spill onto the floor of Godian's tent.

—You didn't have to do it Azelainus— Godian said with disappointment.

—Anyone who doesn't dare listen to the True Gods doesn't deserve to live, it's better to let him die just as we will make his pathetic God die—

Godian got up and went back to his desk to continue his task collecting the captured goods.

—Please clean up this mess— Godian said as he took a sip from a glass of wine —I couldn't even tell who it was—

Azelainus sheathed his sword while the old man's blood was still spreading across the room

—His guards referred to him as The Pope—

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