The sun was blazing.
Losa lifted the flap of the tent, and a rich scent of sweat hit his face.
Looking around, the tent was already filled with various Crusader princes, and as his gaze swept over them, everyone nodded in greeting.
These days, the Crusaders and the Saracens remained in a state of confrontation.
On the second day of the duel, perhaps due to the pressure of rumors, Saladin did not send Torle to fight again, and Venezia won easily, earning back a victory, but the Crusaders' morale did not increase much.
The reason was simple. The enemy kept cannibalistic evil beasts that ate ten Saracens every day, and the Crusaders were still worried about facing these beasts on the battlefield.
After that, the two sides fell into a state of standoff with no end in sight.
It wasn't until the enemy army approached the city of Gaza and the news of Eira Port breaking the enemy's main fleet came that this military council was convened.
