"How large an army?" Liang Jian Amal asked .
"Around a few thousand or so, but most are highly trained . "
'Damn there's only a few hundred men trained to fight within the guards . We also lost a half dozen good men against the traffickers . The majority of the populace isn't trained for war, they came here for peace . We'll have to train as many who are able as soon as we can to have a chance . '
"How long would you say we have Uncle?"
"I don't know, a day, a week, a month . . It will more likely be sooner than later with the actions they took last night . "
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"I see . Thank you for this warning, it just may be the difference between success or our deaths . Jid, leave this to me, I will see this settled personally . " Liang Jian Amal turned to leave, focused on the preparations that needed to be made .
Jari Maan al- Hassan struggled to rise . "I will accompany you . "
"No you will not . You will rest here and recover . " Hakim al-Hassan forbade the man . "Leave this to your nephew, he's more than capable . "
"I've noticed . He's an entirely different man from the surly akward teen that I was teaching to spar . "
"It has been over a decade since that time abn . He is a man now, he even has a beautiful wife now . " Hakim al- Hassan spoke proudly of the young man .
Jari Maan al-Hassan lowered his head after the last sentence . "We we about to welcome our 3rd child . . . When they come, I will go with them . For my Fajr . "
The news was distributed to the populace, giving those who wished to flee a chance to do so, as well as calling for any able bodied man to help join .
Shortly after the news a majority of the able bodied men within Muzdahir appeared at the palace gates volunteering to fight for their own peace . Even those who were unable .
Liang Jian Amal set up an army camp to the west of Muzdahir, choking off the road way in case . There the guards as well as himself immediately began to train the ones who were able . Together they only totaled around 2,500 strong . He hoped they would be enough .
Three days after Jari Maan al-Hassan arrived a carrier falcon came to the palace bearing a simple note .
'I will be coming for what is mine tomorrow . ' - MA
The makeshift army all went to their respective homes for the night, instead of staying in their training camp like they had been . They would all be leaving at first light, and wanted to spend their last hours with their loved ones .
As they prepared to go to sleep, Chang tried to persuade Liang Jian Amal not to go into battle the next morning .
"Jian, please don't go, what if you get hurt or worse? Please, please don't!" She buried her face in his chest, gripping his shirt tightly .
"Chang, I've trained with the guards here since I was young . Most of the people fighting do not have even half of that training, but are willing to fight .
"I have to help, I am tied to this country . I can't just sit by and do nothing . I promise that I will be fine and I will return to you . "
Chang didn't answer but merely pressed herself up against him, her lips seeking his .
Liang Jian Amal flipped her below him, letting his lips leave hers only to adorn her bare skin . After they released, she quickly fell asleep in his arms . He quickly cleaned himself and gently wiped her before falling to sleep holding her .
Liang Jian Amal woke about an hour before the allotted time, but rose anyways to prepare early and meet at the gate . Before he left he lightly pressed his lips to her . After studying her sleeping face he left quietly, avoiding waking her .
Chapter end
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