You must be fearless when shouting slogans, but if you really fight, you still have to be dependent on it.

Especially in the face of dozens or hundreds of kilograms of stone balls flying in the air.

Roger asked most people to get down the walls and only retained some sentries to prevent the enemy from sneak attacking.

Although he did not think the enemy would attack, he had not seen the other party having a ladder or something just now, and he could not climb up the towering city walls of Toledo with bare hands.

Lopez seemed to have given up the fireball tactics. The trenchers threw out all the stone bullets, and the "ping-ping-pong" hit the city wall without missing a single shot.

Roger asked someone to find the stone president of the stonemason guild.

"Master, how long can this city wall last?"

Roger asked for help, and his polite attitude made President Shitou feel a little flattered.

"I, sir, okay, I will take people to the city wall now, and I promise you that I will try my best to delay the collapse of the city wall."

"Very good. I like your work attitude. If you really can't hold on, remember to tell me in advance."

Roger had just sent President Shitou away, and the housekeeper came in to report that an Arab person was asking for a meeting.

Roger asked: "Do you know what?"

Housekeeper: "It seems that the Imam is not working anymore. I want to invite you to come."

"Why did it suddenly stop? I saw him in great spirits a few days ago."

"I don't know, why don't I ask?"

"Forget it, let the Arabs say it themselves."

The Arabs who came in were covered in tears, and every word they said was filled with a crying voice.

Roger understood after only a few words.

Perhaps the Imam Lord was anxious to see him, so he adjusted his luck to a negative value.

When Lopez's first round of stone bombs smashed the minaret, the Imam happened to be inside.

When the believers pulled the Imam out of the ruins, although he had not yet died, it was almost the same.

Roger then hurried to the mosque with Henk.

He didn't want the Elans believers to make trouble in the city at this moment.

Roger finally saw Imam before he took his last breath.

Imam held Roger's hand and said only one word: "Jihad."

A "Mufti" recited the Quran next to him.

Roger knew that this "Mufti" was an assistant to Imam in handling daily teaching affairs.

Mufti recited, “Do not overdo those who attack you for the Lord’s Word, for Allah will definitely not like overdoing it.

"Where you find them there, and kill them there; and expel them from the country, just as they expel you from the past, persecution is more cruel than killing.

"Do not fight them near the forbidden temple until they attack you there; if they attack you, you shall kill them. This is the reward for the disbelief.

“If they cease to fight, then Allah is indeed forgiven and truly merciful.

"Defend against them until the persecution is eliminated, and religion is dedicated to Allah; if they truce, then do not violate anyone except the unrighteous."

The believers present were all in extreme pain, crying, shouting, and constantly slapping their heads with their hands to express their sadness.

There were still constant flow of Elans believers coming outside.

Roger's sensitive ears told him that the entire Elans area was like a pot of water that was about to boil.

He knew that once a person loses his mind, he could do any stupid things.

And he immediately realized that he was on the verge of a dangerous cliff.

These Elysian believers knew that Imam died because she was attacked by Christians outside the city.

But they are unable to reach the enemies outside the city now. In this case, these people are likely to vent their anger that has nowhere to vent.

Roger touched his nose and was the closest Christian.

The ancient Eastern wisdom tells Roger: A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

So he had to leave.

But before leaving, Roger wanted to fight for it at the end. He didn't want these believers to lose their minds due to anger, become thugs, and create chaos in Toledo.

Of course he could choose to suppress, and if there were no foreign enemies, he would have more than enough soldiers on hand.

But now he doesn't want to lose any soldier in this stupid internal friction.

Mufti is still chanting: "You must never think that those who have died for the Lord's Word are dead. In fact, they are still alive and enjoy the supplies from Allah...

"Whoever fights for the Lord's Way, and becomes a good deed, or kills the enemy and leads to fruition, will receive a great reward."

Roger really wanted to slap this Mufti fainted with a slap.

It was now, and this guy was still inciting the emotions of believers.

Roger, who is familiar with Arabic and the Qur’an, knows what this Mufti is doing.

He is faithfully carrying out the last words of Imam.

"Jihad", the sentence "Jihad", translated in Arabic, literally means "work hard, do your best" and so on.

However, according to the teachings, it can also be extended to act as Jihad, which specifically refers to the struggle for self-defense when one's life and property are threatened.

Abbreviation: "Jihad".

Roger walked over and faced Mufti. He was so close to the other person that his nose almost touched the other person's nose.

His eyes were like beasts, revealing a man-devouring gaze.

He said nothing and stared straight at the other person.

Mufti slogged the scriptures stubbornly, and for a moment, the saliva from the corner of his mouth splashed out and flew onto Roger's face.

Roger seemed to have no feeling, letting the droplets touch his face. He didn't wipe it, but just stared at the other person like a beast.

Mufti's voice gradually lowered and finally stopped. He lowered his head and avoided Roger's direct gaze.

Roger then spoke: "Anger blinds your eyes, calm down, my brother.

"Think about it carefully, why did the Imam say 'Jihad' until I came and held my hand.

“If you really respect him, you should execute his last words correctly.

"I'm waiting for you outside. I hope you can control the situation. Those who really can't calm down will bring them to the military camp to find me."

So Roger left quickly.

The stone ball hit the city wall, one after another, unhappy, but it kept going.

"Dong, dong, dong, dong"

It was like a sledgehammer pounding Roger's heart.

Roger saw President Stone and his apprentices desperately remedy the city wall.

He saw an apprentice running beside the city wall. Suddenly the city wall shook, and something seemed to be cracking and splashing out.

The apprentice fell down and lay there motionlessly, with liquid coming out from under his head, shining brightly in the sun.

Someone went over and pulled the apprentice's feet and dragged him away, his hair pulling a wet mark on the road like a mop.

The stonemason beside him didn't even look at it, just caring about working.

Roger withdrew his gaze, he had no time to care about it.
Chapter completed!