The Sun and the Lion

At the same time, Gaolaberi, who did not know that he was impeached, was crossing the river with his army and heading to Khuzestan to further strangle the Moussa Shah Order.

A large number of troops and baggage were gathered by the river. Not far away was the confluence of the Karen River and the two rivers. They gathered together according to their own organization. Under the coordination of the captains, the cavalry crossed the river in an orderly manner on the bridge. If you look at this scene from the air, the Safavid army crossing the river is like an hourglass, heading to the other side through a stone bridge and a better-than-nothing ferry.

The first to cross the river was a group of scouts. After crossing the river, they went upstream along the Karun River to Ahvaz. This river happened to pass through the urban area of ​​Ahvaz, and the river channel was single. Marching along the river, there was no need to worry about getting lost. .

This team of scouts ran quickly along the river without encountering any obstacles along the way.

"Another village. It seems that there are no enemy troops stationed, or it is full of enemy troops." The tenth commander who commanded this team of scouts saw another village ahead, and quickly took out a map and charcoal pen, and marked it on the map.

However, he did not order his men to enter the village for supplies. Their number was too small, and they would not be able to take away much supplies. Bringing trophies would slow down the march and affect the morale of the army. If he exposes the whereabouts of the army and delays the investigation mission for a little trophy, the military judges and military police will enforce the law without mercy.

Looking at the flat farmland on both sides of the Karun River and the densely packed villages in Khuzestan they had seen since marching after crossing the river, the scouts who had never seen the world were amazed, and then imagined what if they became the landlords of the village... …

The war horses on the side were gnawing on the unripe wheat.

After taking a short rest in the deserted wheat field, the scouts set off again.

Although the summer weather in the Middle East is very hot - especially in Arab Iraq, where the daytime temperature exceeds 40 degrees is not a problem - but after several accidents and the popularization of knowledge by Ibrahim and the army doctors, few people dare to take the risk. Risking being paralyzed for half his life, he jumped into the river to cool off.

No pension will be paid if you are forced to retire because you committed suicide.

Looking at the sky, the sun has passed its highest point and is sinking to the west.

"Brothers, it will be dark soon. Try to reach the vicinity of Ahvaz before dark."

As before, the scouts did not encounter any obstruction along the way. The captain even found that the city was still as in peacetime, with pitifully few guards at the gates and on top of the city, and they were very lazy.

In order not to alarm the Musasa people, the tenth commander did not continue to approach for reconnaissance. Instead, he arranged a bivouac far away from the settlement and the main road for the team to hide and rest, and sent men to take turns monitoring the road.

"Take these back to the General."

"yes."

A scout was selected by the captain of ten, returned with a simple map, and acted as a guide for the army.

But at the same time, the Captain felt something was wrong. Although he did not find any trace of the enemy, he always felt that someone was watching the team, and the experience along the way was too easy.

"Maybe I'm too nervous." He comforted himself.

Moussasha's spies watched as the scout broke away from the group and walked farther and farther south until he disappeared. He quickly passed the information back.

A team that far outnumbered this team of scouts quickly assembled. They first used crossbows to knock down a scout monitoring the road - for the sake of concealment, the scouts responsible for monitoring the road would not bring mounts.

Then they quickly headed towards the camp, and another cavalry team also set off immediately to prevent any scouts from escaping during the surprise attack.

"Enemy attack!" The scout on guard duty spotted them and shouted loudly to warn his teammates. But in the next second, several arrows penetrated the leather armor on his body, and the resulting impact and pain pushed him to the ground.

Everyone who was resting in the temporary camp quickly stood up to resist, but attacks from all directions made it difficult for several people to resist.

"It's over..." The ten-capion commander had already realized. The Musasas planned to use their scouts to deliver wrong intelligence and then ambush the large army.

Considering the powerful personal force of the red heads, none of the Musasas who came to raid chose to engage in close combat. They relied entirely on various projectile firepower and relied on long-range output to kill the scouts.

After confirming that the last red head fell, the Musasa people stepped forward to clean the battlefield.

In order to humiliate the Safavids, they also took off the red hats of the corpses, piled them together, and then burned them with bonfires prepared by the red heads.

While the Musasa people were dealing with the aftermath of the battle, the scout responsible for the recovery returned to the river. Gaolaberi's army sent half of the army to the other side in one day, and it only took a few more hours for all the people, livestock and baggage to pass.

"Dear Emir, there is someone outside the tent who claims to be your scout and has come back to report to you." The soldiers guarding the door of the tent reported to Gaolaberi who was thinking.

"My scout? Has his identity been confirmed?"

After a while, the soldier who came to report replied: "Confirmed, the general is your scout."

Then, after handing in all his weapons, the scouts were allowed to interview the leader of the army with information.

"Dear Emir, I humbly return to you." He respectfully handed over the simple map and recounted his unit's experience in performing the mission.

"...The captain of ten and other brothers are still scouting the city defenses and monitoring the roads near Ahvaz."

"That's not right." Gaolaberi interrupted the scout: "Khuzestan is the heartland of the Musa Shah Order. Although you only have ten riders, Khuzestan is densely populated and has many settlements. How could no one do it? Found your traces? Also, if they can't even control their own heart, then why should it become a religious order with a wealthy territory..."

The scout did not dare to reply. No matter from the information he had, or from the perspective of thinking about problems and making decisions, the two of them were not at the same level at all. He could only silently listen to the senior officers' analysis and judgment of the battle situation, and I can only worry about the situation of my comrades.

"You are still our army's guide. You can go down and rest." Gaolaberi thought for a while and decided what to do with the scout. Then continue to think about how to enter Khuzestan.