Baghdad was a large city, befitting of being a capital. Even from afar, one could see how far it stretches from one end of the horizon to the other. Just like Al-yamama, Baghdad was known for its booming trade. Add its marine routes, and it might be as well considered the most prominent gate to the other side of the world.
Wading through its street, one could be lost without a proper guide. Its architecture spoke volumes of the wealth of its people who dabbled in trade for years. The walls of the city were high and seamless, with catapults mounted on their top for when they needed to defend. From their position by the great gate, Sindbad and Jaber could see a few men in red uniforms and armor plates walking back and forth atop them.
" State your business here." Sindbad's attention went back to the man blocking their path. He too wore a similar uniform and armor along with a mail coif on his head.
