He had nodded towards the mountains.
"There lives the Old Man and his Ishmaelites.

Fear nothing, for his fangs are drawn." And when Aimery asked the cause of the impotence of the renowned Assassins, he was told--"That Khakan whom ye seek." After that they made good speed to the city of Antioch, where not so long before angels from heaven had appeared as knights in white armour to do battle for the forlorn Crusaders.

There they were welcomed by the Prince and sent forward into Armenia, guided by the posts of the Constable of that harassed kingdom.

Everywhere the fame of the Tartars had gone abroad, and with each mile they journeyed the tales became stranger.

Conquerers and warriors beyond doubt, but grotesque paladins for the Cross.