Difficult! Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!

So Bai Zhou no longer considered what he could do at the moment, and it was just right to finish his work.

Bai Zhou first used a charcoal pen - a piece of fired charcoal. He wrote and painted on parchment paper at a very slow speed. After all, the handwriting written by the charcoal is not vague, but it is extremely crisp. If it is light, there will be no traces. If it is heavy, it will easily break. However, if it is heavy, it still doesn't know where the parchment paper was made, and it seems that it has not been processed at all. It is just fresh sheepskin, which is quite uneasy to use.

Fortunately, Bai Zhou was the presiding judge. He wanted these Egyptian nobles to speak more quickly, and these Egyptian nobles could speak more quickly.

For the sake of accuracy, Bai Zhou would definitely not let them say it once. In addition, he used simplified Chinese characters at the beginning, so he could barely keep up with this speed.

But except for Bai Zhou alone, anyone who saw what Bai Zhou recorded was no different from the ghost drawing talisman.

Therefore, this second classification is regular, Bai Zhou's handwriting should be much more serious. At least, the font can no longer be used in simplified Chinese characters from later generations.

It took about two more hours to finish all the records, stretched his waist long, and held two rolls of encapsulated parchment paper in his hand, so that he could have truly completed all the work.

The two guys who had no name so far had a good eye for Bai Zhou. Seeing Bai Zhou's appearance, they knew that he had done things neatly. Naturally, they had to follow Bai Zhou back and find Lan to let the adults get in.

Speaking of which, these two people really admire Bai Zhou (although so far, they don’t know who Bai Zhou’s surname is). This reason is very simple, just like a scholar who always envys the real hero who makes no mistakes and calls out a war, while a hero who licks blood from the knife often envys the little scholar who speaks out.

Bai Zhou looked at the two of them standing directly beside him, and said that Lan Rang was not very relieved, but he didn't think much about it. After all, if he was Lan Rang, he would not dare to feel 100% relieved when he met a stranger, so he handed the two rolls of parchment directly into the hands of the two of them.

However, what they didn't know was the second draft. Maybe if it was an old copywriting that had been around for many years, you could still understand the importance of the first draft, but here, even Lan Rang was there. Seeing a neat second draft and a first draft like a heavenly book, he naturally would not choose to use the first draft.

Bai Zhou now puts the first draft close to his body. You should know that everything is recorded on the first draft, but this second draft is just what Bai Zhou wants Lan Rang to see, so it is naturally very different.

For example, a quartermaster in Damascus had a low position. When he first asked him, Bai Zhou almost ignored him, thinking that he was just an ordinary quartermaster. This guy's performance at the beginning was indeed very consistent with this "ordinary". But by chance, Bai Zhou saw that the belt around the waist was actually gilded, which was not something that ordinary people could afford.

After Bai Zhou's questioning, this guy told the truth - he is indeed a quartermaster, and his position is really not high, but his role is extremely critical, and he is also full of energy and water. It is said that if it weren't for his father's personal soldier of Saladin's father, he could have been in such a position with this relationship.

There are only two responsibilities for this position: one is to register and allocate the food and supplies collected from various places, and the other is to use Damascus to send the supplies to Saladin, who is still on the front line.

It can be said that if his courage is great enough, Saladin and Egyptian soldiers and civilians on the front line can completely fight against the crusaders on hunger.

Of course, he was determined not to dare to do this. It was precisely because of Saladin's prestige that this quarantine officer was just an obedient puppet. As long as Saladin gave the order, no matter what method he used, he would have to send food and fodder supplies to Saladin on time and in quantity.

But even a puppet is a very useful puppet. However, Bai Zhou believes that in fact, his position is not very effective for the slave army. At least, it is definitely not as effective as the two generals of the Damascus garrison. It is estimated that in the eyes of the slave army, this military officer is just a middle-level officer, dispensable and can be given up at any time.

But in Bai Zhou's eyes, he understood the importance of this quartermaster to the crusaders: because except for the senior generals in the Egyptian army, only he knew the specific route of the Egyptian army's supply line, and only he could know exactly how many troops Saladin brought to confront the crusaders.

The role of these things on the Crusaders is self-evident. You must know that before the Crusaders, they didn’t even know whether the Egyptian cavalry rode a camel or a horse. Now after several battles, they have some understanding, but the intelligence is still too little. The value of this military officer is equivalent to a human-shaped database, and the kind that cannot be bought with money.

Besides, for Bai Zhou, even if the Crusaders could not get the news here, as long as the quarantine officer stayed here for two more days, it would be of great help to the crusaders. At least, in a short period of time, it would not be easy for Saladin to find a quarantine officer who is also familiar with military affairs.

In view of this, Bai Zhou only recorded the position of the quarantine officer. As for his importance, Bai Zhou did not specifically indicate it like some other officers, because Bai Zhou understood that only the Egyptians that the slave army looked down upon by the slave army or the Egyptian nobles who could not be used were more likely to get Bai Zhou approached for the second time. The purpose of Bai Zhou's attempt to get close to the quarantine officer for the second time was to obtain information. Because this time, time was limited, Bai Zhou could not ask too detailedly.

Just as Bai Zhou was about to leave, Adil's daughter, the girl, called Bai Zhou and climbed onto the iron fence with both hands. Looking at her posture, if it weren't for the iron fence blocking it, the girl would have pounced on Bai Zhou.

"Will you kill us?" The girl opened her bright big eyes, as if she was still in tears.

The girl seemed to believe that Bai Zhou was the only one who could save her, and naively thought that Bai Zhou must have a way to save her.

Sorry, I don't know.

Originally, Bai Zhou wanted to answer this, but seeing the girl's expression seemed to be a kind of harm to her to the truth. When the words came to her mouth, Bai Zhou took them back.

Although there is no need for Bai Zhou to bear any responsibility for this girl, in Bai Zhou's heart, since the other party is a child, there is no need for him to be too cruel to her.

"Don't worry, we just want to let ourselves be free. As long as the soldiers outside agree to our request, we will let you go." Bai Zhou said with a smile, trying to make himself appear sincere.

"Are you saying true?" The girl seemed to see it too. Bai Zhou was just comforting herself. Perhaps, she didn't see it, but because a glimmer of vitality suddenly appeared, she was so surprised that she was a little unbelievable, so she wanted to confirm it again.

"It's true." There was only so much Bai Zhou could do. After saying that, Bai Zhou no longer had any trouble with her here, but walked out and went to find Lan Rang.
Chapter completed!