Introduction

The dust had enveloped everything, blocking out the boiling rays of the August Sun. The pounding of thousands of feet and hoves had churned it into a fine mist that swirled through the air. War cries in Arabic, Turkic, Kurdish, Slavic, Greek, Circassian, and half a dozen other languages split the air. Celine's Janissaries and cannon were ending their way, spraying this Syrian field with blood,. And the Ottomans would stand supreme atop the Islamic War.