A story about a battle in Egypt.
Egypt has become ruble due to 15 years of constant war with savage barbarians. During the war a prophecy related to a Spartan warrior is being told.

“Isis, Anubis, Ra and other Gods, let me a Greek Spartan warrior and win the war for Egypt and their people.” I asked inside an Egyptian stronghold one eerie dull morning. “Spartan, stealth scouts report that five legions of barbarians are advancing on our position.” Reported a heavy mameluke warrior sitting in the saddle of his armored camel.
I then commanded him to rally the soldiers after calculating the chances of success in battle. As the heavy mameluke raised the alarm, I put on my Spartan armor, got my weapons, saddled a light brownish mustang and raced to the gate to brief the troops.
“People today we are about to face a larger, tougher, brutal army but we will fight them because we are not afraid and if we are to die we will die fighting for Egypt and the gods!” As I yelled this out the troops roared with honor and raced out the gated onto the desert colliding into the barbarian army.
When I charged into the opposing army, I pounded the soldiers with hammers and speared the horse riders until they were dead bodies lying on the battlefield, but as I veered back towards my troops an arrow pierced through my mustang’s armor and wounded it badly. The dying mustang then jerked upward and toppled onto the ground which threw me off its leather saddle and onto the hot sand of the desert. I looked back to my mustang and I understood that he was dead, then I quickly got off the ground and scurried out of the battle so I wouldn’t get killed.
Outside the battle I saw the barbarian king dressed in rusted armor but protected by five guards riding ponies with studded armor.
I gathered all of my strength and decided to fight them. It took me a couple of seconds to find a camel wondering nearby. I manage to bring the camel under control and I rode it into the battlefield. I was looking for barbarian king but I knew before I could fight him I had to battle and defeat his guards. Before I could spot the barbarian king his guards had noticed my presence in the battle field and they decided to attack me with their axes. I got trapped from all sides while I continued to fight them. Soon I noticed that the guards were starting to get tired which gave me belief that I would be capable of defeating them all. Within minutes of fierce fighting I was left exhausted and all five guards dead by my feet.
Seeing all his army dead or injured the barbarian king surrendered. My soldiers took him as a prison and we decided to hang him back at the stronghold. This battle was not the last to come it was just a major turning point that would leave Egypt in victory at the end of the war.
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