The male protagonist is blackening: Raiders, please be careful

Chapter 116 The Empire and the Rose (32)
His troops have been stationed outside the city for half a month, but unlike the previous ones, they have been unable to take it for a long time—he has fought the Syrians several times, but there is no winner... According to the captured prisoners, then It's because Syria has a patron saint...

Shar didn't believe this kind of nonsense, he would only worship Marduk, the god of war, and dismissed other gods.

However, the rebellion in the country...has caused people on our side to quit...

At this moment, Shar has two choices: continue to advance or retreat.

He took a deep breath... The man frowned and looked behind him, the countless pupils staring at him...

As long as an order is given, these people will charge forward without hesitation for themselves.

The man stretched his eyebrows and smiled.

However, it is indeed time to retreat──
Looking back at Alpad, Shar suddenly remembered a pair of innocent black eyes.

"Assyria can't conquer Syria, and you can't reach Damascus... because the victory in this war will not be yours."

The owner of the black eyes had predicted so.

It's ridiculous... She actually got what she said.

He even promised to give her freedom if Damascus could not be captured...

Is this a coincidence?
still is……

Either way, Syria is really lucky.

Maybe, she really has the protection of the patron saint...

Patronus...?

"Xutis—" The silent man suddenly called out the name of his loyal servant, scaring Xiutis to straighten his back.

"Your Highness?"

"If I want you to do one thing for me right now... will you?"

"Your Highness!" Xiutis jumped off the horse, knelt in the sand, looked at the man on the horse with the sun shining on his head, and said:
"Even if you want to take my life, I'm willing!"

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Damascus, the capital of Syria.

"Iron? Do you mean that rare metal that only exists in Persepolis?"

"Well, although they are more valuable than gold now, in the near future, they will replace bronze as weapons."

A young man with a black ore in his hand answered questions from a silver-haired elder in the hall.

"...Under normal circumstances, the metals buried underground are not pure, and they are usually combined with oxygen or sulfur. This is magnetite without carbonization, and the other is pyrite, also called iron sulfide... "

The young man compared the ores in his hands, explained to the old man, and pointed out the crystal lines on the ore.

It's a pity that the elder's eyebrows were all tangled together, and he still didn't fully understand what the young man was saying.

"Um...Isai, I mean..."

Smacking your tongue secretly, you shouldn't use twentieth-century chemical terminology for a person who lived in BC...

Bai Feifei was explaining to Yisai how to smelt iron in a simple way. She explained every detail several times.

As the prime minister of Syria, Isaiah was recognized as a wise man in Syria despite his age.

However, at the moment he was a little absent-minded.

Although looking at the fair-skinned, soft-profile strange girl in front of her lips fluttering, explaining the "iron" refining method, she had another plan in her heart.

"Bai Feifei"—even though she doesn't know where she came from, but she has incredible wisdom—that is beyond doubt.

As long as this person stays in Syria, it will definitely make it stronger!

"Isai...Isai?"

"Huh?" I was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly came back to my senses──
Bai Feifei couldn't help laughing when he realized that this always majestic old man would be in a daze.

He didn't care about Bai Feifei's impolite behavior, Yisai looked into Bai Feifei's eyes and said silently in his heart──
Be sure to keep her!Leave this young man in Damascus!

(End of this chapter)