The Road To The Holy Road

Chapter 1- The Three-Horned

Arban said, "We are going to attack the Sultanate of Berjouz and ransack the city of Qajaz because Mahyar ordered the execution of the messenger of the Oghul empire. We have to put an end to this unjust treatment. Who is with me?"

"We are!" his army of soldiers cried.

"I said who is with me?" Arban shouted.

"We are!" his army of soldiers cried. The soldiers pounded the desk and raised the fists in excitement.

"We march west before sunrise tomorrow," Arban said. "Make sure we have everything ready."

The soldiers nodded and the group dispersed.

Arban sat down in his tent and stared at the map that was in front of him. He had the plan of attack ready to go. All he had to do was wait for the night to pass. He brushed his brown hair out of his eyes and settled back as he thought of what had brought them here.

The Berjouz dynasty has been ruling for 100 years, and their Sultanate was located in a very strategic geographic location. It was between the western side of the world and the eastern side of the world. ..

The Sultan of Berjouz Mahyar the second was the one that had secured the holy road. He had said numerous times as he ruled the Sultanates that, "The holy road is the gateway to trade and travel. With the road in our control, we can get anything we need and control the other empires to our advantage."

Mahyar the second was an extremely strict ruler. He did not care much about the peasants; he only cared about the money; he was greedy merciless. No one from his people loved him.

"We will spare no one but the children," Arban said while holding his unique Oghulian sword that belonged to his father.

Arban sighed as he thought of his father Batu, Batu was the chief of the Oghul tribe.

An image from the past filled Arban's mind and he saw himself at seven years old holding a bow that belonged to his father. He was aiming around as he watched his father argue with Gan, Gan was the son of the Gyat's tribe chief, one of the fourteen tribes that spread across the eastern lands, those tribes were always arguing and scuffling. As Arban continued to play with the bow, the argument got heated, Gan started choking and kicking his father. Arban could not keep looking in silence, he shot the arrow right in Gan's chest then Gan dropped to the ground dead.

Several of the other Giyat tribe were around and began shouting and threatening Batu and his family. That was when Batu decided to move his tribe west, close to the then-new Sultanate of Barjouz.

"Sir," one of the soldiers said, breaking into Arban's thoughts. "Yes?" Arban said. "It is about time to move out," the soldier said.

Arban nodded and quickly stood up. He grabbed his helmet and start walking. This helmet was one that he had had specially made. It had three horn-looking spikes coming out of the top of it. Arban had made it to represent the three special people in his life. He adjusted it on his head quickly and hurried out of the tent.

He and the others got ready and moved up the holy road. As they marched toward their destination, Arban's mind filled with the last battle that was with Sultan Mayhar the first of Berjouz. The Sultan of Berjouz didn't like Batu and his tribe being beside him around the borders, so he went and attacked the Oghul tribe. The Sultan of Berjouz and his men took the Oghul tribe by surprise and killed most of them. Arban's father and mother had been leading him away from the battle when the soldiers killed them both in front of Arban. Then they took Arban as a slave. His parents were the reason for two of the horns on his helmet.