"Are these people from I5I5?"
On the sand dune, Song Heping slowly walked past each corpse, then turned his head to ask Latif, who followed by his side.
"Are they the same group that attacked your village?"
"It's them!"
Latif's teeth clenched with a grinding sound.
"These beasts! Animals!"
Seeing his raging fury, Song Heping did not ask any unnecessary questions about why he hated them.
In recent times, the Eastern region had never truly united, except for the time when a great leader named Saladin rose to fight back against the Crusaders. After that, the place became fragmented with tribes and states, merging and splitting, with people of the same ethnicity and belief divided into different factions, hating each other even more than they hated infidels.
"If these are people from I5I5, we need to hurry on our way. If I'm not wrong, tonight I5I5's actions won't be as simple as just targeting your village. It's likely that Samir is in their sights too."
