Bismillah al-Rahman al-Raheem,
To Khalifat al-Mu’mineen,
I write to you to describe to you what my men and I have witnessed in our Hajr (Migration). Indeed, we have encountered land like nothing we have seen before. It is Majhool (Unknown) to us. How grand is the Ard (Land) of Allah? We might know soon, in sha Allah.
As soon as we witnessed land, we looked at it, and saw strange creatures. Spotted, huge lions and coloured birds filled the vastness of these dense jungles.
We were hesitant to enter the land at first, but we eventually overcame our doubts and fears. How can we doubt ourselves when to Allah we all return?
We huddled in groups, afraid of the jungle’s animals. Eventually we came across a peoples with a foreign tongue. We have tried our best to not give them the impression that we are aggressors. They soon trusted us enough to allow us into their village.
They are pagan peoples who worship masks and statues. They wear little clothing, and are experts of their environment. What shook the men the most were the prowling, spotted cats in the bushy forests, that would attack and kill anyone that gets near. The locals call this animal, “Tahuantl”. In fact, these people hunt this animal, and skin them to make coats that help them to camouflage in the forests:
Their warriors dress like the animals of the jungles, and carry with them a jagged, edgy sword that pierces and cracks the skulls of its target.
After several months, we have begun to pick up their tongue, enough to communicate with them about small issues. They told us of a grand palace in which lives a Tulatouani, what we know as a King. “He is all powerful, all commanding”, they claim, and he rules over the Aztaqa, powerful peoples in this region.
Every year, this village is forced to draft some of their men into the Shoshiyya hoyotel, a ritual battle involving the capture of human beings to that they could be sacrificed to their lord. “Help us, help us!” the peoples exclaimed. “We are weak and powerless against the Aztaqa, and they do nothing but shed our blood. We must be freed from this tyranny.” We told them we were willing to help, as long as they reject all the false deities they were worshipping, and only worship Allah. They agreed.
We were outnumbered, but through gifting and diplomacy, we managed to unite the northern region of al-Majhool against the Aztaqa, with all the other tribes being sick of their rule. At the same time, these people entered the folds of Islam. In the vast jungles, we have constructed a colony in what is known as Tuitan. It is fortified with palisade, and ready to be defended.
Messengers later came to these tribes and handed to them a sword, indicating a declaration of war. They came to attack us, but wave after wave they would be killed by volleys of crossbow shots and arrows. We even utilized gunpowder in the defense of Tuitan, and we successfully repelled their invasion.
Now, it is them that are on the defensive. We go now to Tenochtitlan, the capital of the Aztaqa. Victory will be upon us, In sha Allah:
Peace be With You.
I will try to release a chapter a day. This will be a huge update, as many events happened during this term.