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Chapter 2 - A walk to war

People in the world always have many reasons to make others agree. Sometimes they urge, they beg and they create ground, any way they made Arslan agree. it was defficult situation for him to say yes and start leading them like the real leader, because he was born with silver spoon in his mouth and his grandfather Muhammad Ibrahim Shah had pamperd him a lot never let him to adress his problems wether or not they were simple the leadership was in his blood, but he never knew before actually he was not allowed to feel that ever. He led his life princely.

Consequently, they succeedly made Arslan agree, he was in confusing situation, but was perfectly agreed to be their Sardar, as one of old and dervesh man Sheikh Fareed gave speech while tribe was making their leader and wearing him a patka of Sardar that was their tradition to designate their new leader.

He said,

Leader always plays pivital role and uses his mind to make ease in peoples lives he finds the best solutions and collects every possible energies to protect people, their women and their property, and saves their children their respect and never let any enemies to hold their head high before him. And then said God bless you and protect our tribe.

And very soon, he fights with Versoaria that had spread out the fear amongst people, they were specially famous by their strength and battle tactics . Every person in Asghari tribe bowed down before him and sweard to fight against their enemies, under their leader, the leader who doesn't know the war tactics, dedication, expressing apathetic feelings in short, he does not know to commad his people. Since he is from warrior blood line, and his grandfather was very famous warrior in east and west wars, he must have warrior fragnance and the same people wanted to smell at that moment.

It's time to get ready for the battle also give his soldiers the trust that the hard and powerful hand holds them they should not worry while fighting under his the best Archer, he said reluctantly.

He wore his grandfather's armour, he was given the sward which was made by an old Iron man who was only appointed to make his tribe Sardars' swords that sward flashed like mirror reflects the sun rays, sharpened like blade, rored like bolts. He gave complete look of real hero. He sat on his horse stood before people encouraging his people he gave the vibrant speech finally, he and his soldiers raised their voices saying Allah o Akhbar, Allah o akhar.... .... Leaving their tribe they walked to the war.