In the name of God, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful
The best examples and stances of the centuries
He followed the Messenger if he sought or said
Mawaddah Republic
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Pictures from the lives of the followers
By Dr. Abdul Rahman Raafat Al-Basha
May God have mercy on him
Abdul Rahman Al-Ghafiq
May God have mercy on him
The English poet Southey said:
It describes the Muslim armies that invaded Europe after the conquest of Andalusia
Countless multitudes
From Arabs, Berbers, Romans and Kharijites
Persians, Copts, and Tatars
They were all united under one banner
They are united by a revolutionary faith
Well established bully
And a diet shimmering like sparks
An amazing brotherhood that does not differentiate between people
Their leaders were no less confident of victory
After they got drunk on a braiding diet
They strutted with such strong force
Which nothing can stop
They were certain that their armies could not be exhausted
She is always a passionate young woman, as if she had been divorced for the first time
They believed that it would be wherever it moved
Victory and victory walked in its riders
And it will always push forward
Until the defeated West becomes like the East
He bows his head in reverence to the name of Muhammad
And until the pilgrim rises from the frozen ends
Until the feet of faith step on the burning sand
Scattered over the Arab desert
It stands on top of the solid rocks of Mecca
You, poet, were not far from the truth
Or wandering in the valleys of imagination
In much of what I said
They were the armies led by the Mujahideen
To bring your fathers out of their ignorant ignorance
As described
There are Arabs who are strong in God
They came to you from the Levant
From Hijaz
From Najd
From Yemen
From everywhere in the Arabian Peninsula
As the sent wind blows
There are Berbers who cherish Islam
They flocked to you from the Atlas Mountains
As the torrent flows
And there is a horse in it
Their minds recovered from the paganism of the Akasara
Loyalty to the religion of monotheism
And the path of the Mighty, the Praiseworthy
And there are Kharijites in it, as I said
But they rebelled against oppression and oppression
They sided with the light of the heavens and the earth
They were guided to the religion of value
And there are Copts in it
They lifted from their necks the yoke of slavery to the Caesars
To live as their mothers gave birth to them
Free within the confines of Islam
Yes
It was the army led by Abd al-Rahman al-Ghafiqi and his predecessors
To save your ancestors from ignorance
It has black and white
The Arab and the non-Arab
But they all melted in the crucible of Islam
By the grace of God, they became brothers
Their concern was as I mentioned
To bring the West into the religion of God
They also entered the East before
And to make all of humanity bow their heads to the God of people
May the light of Islam pervade your mills and valleys
And may his sun shine in every one of your homes
And to deal with your justice between your kings and your commoners
They were determined to pay with their lives for guiding you to God
And save you from the fire
And after
Here is the final story of this army
And the news of his inimitable hero, Abdul Rahman bin Abdullah Al Ghafiqi
The Duke of Actania received the horrific news of the death of his brother-in-law, Othman bin Abi Nasa
News of the sad end reached him
Which became his beautiful daughter, Minin
He realized that the drums of war had beaten
He was certain that the lion of Islam was Abd al-Rahman al-Ghafiqi
He is at home or in the morning
He prepared to defend every inch of his land, the defense of the desperate
He prepared for the struggle against himself and his kingdom as if he were a fugitive
He was afraid that he and the other would be taken captive to the Caliphate in the Levant
His daughter was also taken away
Or carry his head on a plate
He is taken around the markets of Damascus
As a specter with the head of a young man
King of Spain before
Abd al-Rahman al-Ghafiqi did not lie to the Duke
So he set out with his strong army from northern Andalusia
As the tornado takes off
It was erected on southern France from the mountains of Barnah
As the torrent pours out
The number of his army was one hundred thousand mujahideen
Between the wings of each of them is the heart of a lion
And in his veins is the determination of a giant
The Islamic army turned towards the city of Arles
Located on the banks of the Rhone River
He had an account with her
This is because these Arles had made peace with the Muslims
To pay them tribute
When Al-Samh bin Malik Al-Khawlani was martyred
In the Battle of Toulouse
Muslims were weakened by his death
The people of Arles renounced obedience
And he broke the covenant
They refused to pay tribute
When Abdul Rahman Al-Ghafiqi reached the outskirts of the city
He found that Od was the Duke of Aquitania
He mobilized his heavy forces then
And he gathered it around its borders
He confronted the Islamic advance against it
Then the two armies soon met face to face
A tahoun battle took place between the two teams
During which Abd al-Rahman al-Ghafiqi threw battalions from his army
She loves death more than her enemies love life
He shook the enemy's feet
And he tore his ranks
This time, he entered the city at war
So I will put the sword to the necks of its people
And thicken them
And some of them sang songs that could not be counted
As for Duke Aud
He fled with the remaining soldiers alive
He began preparing for another meeting with the Muslim armies
He knew that the Battle of Arles
It was the beginning of the road, not the end
Abd al-Rahman al-Ghafiqi crossed the Jaroun River with his powerful army
His victorious battalions began to roam the province of Aquitania
Right and left
Cities and villages were taken
Falling under Snape like a horse
The leaves also fall in the fall
If strong winds blow on it
The Muslims added to their previous spoils
Subsequent spoils that no eye has seen before
No ear heard it
The Duke of Aquitania tried
To confront this great creep again
He clashed with the Muslims in a fierce battle
But the Muslims soon defeated him in a crushing defeat
They inflicted on him a crushing and devastating catastrophe
They tore his army to pieces
They left his soldiers dead, captured and defeated
Then the Muslims headed to the city of Bordeaux
The largest French city at that time
The capital of the province of Aquitania
They fought with its prince a battle no less terrifying
About previous battles
The attackers and defenders were brave
A bravery that arouses wonder and admiration
But the big city is dangerous
It soon fell into the hands of Muslims
Her sisters had also fallen before
Its prince was soon killed among the dead
The Muslims gained from the spoils of Bordeaux
What is easy in their eyes is the more spoils they gain
The fall of Bordeaux was at the hands of Muslims
A precursor to the fall of many other dangerous cities
The most important are Lyon, Besançon and Sens
The latter was not far from Paris
More than a hundred miles
Europe was shaken from one end to the other
The entire southern half of France fell into the hands of Abd al-Rahman al-Ghafiqi
Within a few months
The Franks opened their eyes to the imminent danger
And screaming bears everywhere
He calls on the infirm and the able to stand up to this horror coming from the East
He urges them to confront him with courage
If you honor the swords
He calls on them to block the way in front of him with bodies
So lack of gear
Europe responded to the call of the preacher
People began to join under the banner of Charles Martel
They had trees, stones, thorns, and weapons
It was the Islamic army at that time
He reached the city of Tours
The forefront of France's cities is abundant in population
Strength in structure and long history
The city was above that
It surpasses most of the cities in Europe with its huge, luxurious church
Filled with the magnificence of good relations and the most generous of precious things
The Muslims surrounded her like a chain around the neck
And pour out the blessings upon it when the time comes
And in order to open it, they took license for the spirits and joy
It soon fell into their hands
In the sight and hearing of Charles Martel
And in the last ten days of the month of Shaban
In the year one hundred and four AH
Abd al-Rahman al-Ghafiqi marched with his brutal army on the city of Poitiers
There he met with the powerful armies of Europe
Led by Charles Martel
A decisive battle took place between the two teams
Not only in the history of Muslims and the Franks
But in the entire history of humanity
This battle has been known
In the battle of the court of martyrs
It was the Islamic army at that time
At the height of his brilliant victories
But his shoulders were burdened by those spoils
Which poured rain upon them
The clouds were gathered in the hands of his soldiers
Abdul Rahman Al-Ghafiqi considered it
To this enormous wealth
A look of concern and pity
He was worried about it, fearing for the Muslims
It was not safe to work
These precious things touch their hearts when they meet
And to distribute their souls in moments of despair
And make one of the eyes of one of them
On the next enemy
His other eye is on the spoils in his hands
He was about to order his soldiers
By getting rid of these enormous wealth
But he feared that their hearts would not be kind
That is a dangerous decision
And do not allow their souls to give up
About that precious treasure
He did not find a better way than to collect
These spoils are in special camps
And make it behind the camp
Before the fighting broke out
The two great armies stood still for a few days
They are off each other
In stillness, anticipation and silence
Two mountain ranges also stand
One in front of the other
Both armies feared the strength of their enemy
A thousand accounts will be taken into account when meeting with him
After a long time like this
Abd al-Rahman al-Ghafiqi was found
Diet and foot boilers
Boiling in the chests of his men
He chose to be the first to attack
Relying on the merits of his soldiers
Optimistic about his good fortune in victory
Abdul Rahman Al-Ghafiqi pounced
With his knights on the Frankish ranks
Pounce of predatory lions
The Franks withstood them
The first day of the battle passed
Without being outweighed by the other
He was not detained between the combatants
Other than the falling darkness
On the battlefield
Then the fight was renewed the next day
The Muslims attacked the Franks
Valiant campaigns
But they were not satisfied with them
The battle is going on like this
Seven long, heavy days
When the eighth day came
The Muslims attacked their enemy one time
They opened a huge gap in his ranks
Through it, victory loomed for them
As the morning light appears
Through the darkness
Then a group of Frankish brigades raided
On spoils camps
When the Muslims saw that their spoils...
It was about to fall into the hands of their enemies
If many of them are competent
To extract it from him
Their ranks split as a result
Their crowds were weakened
And their wind was gone
The great leader is working on
While he was a hero of Islam
Abdul Rahman Al-Ghafiqi
He crosses the battlefield on his horse
Grizzly back and forth
Den and abundance
He was hit by a penetrating arrow
So he mounts his horse
As the eagle flies from the tops of the mountains
Thawasari was a martyr on the battlefield
When the Muslims saw that
They were overcome with panic and paralyzed
The brunt of the enemy became more severe on them
He did not stop his attack on them until nightfall
When it became morning
Found Charles Martel
That the Muslims had withdrawn from Poitiers
He did not dare to chase them
If he had pursued them, he would have annihilated them
As if he feared that their withdrawal was a setup
Of the war machinations devised at night
He preferred to remain in his positions
Satisfied with that great victory
It was the day of the Martyrs' Court
A decisive day in history
Muslims lost one of their dearest hopes
They lost a hero during it
One of the greatest heroes
The tragedy of a Sunday was edited in it
God's law in His creation
You will not find any change in the Sunnah of God
A tragedy shook Amba's court
Martyrs are the souls of Muslims
Everywhere there was violent shaking
And its horror shook their hearts
A severe earthquake
Every city was filled with sadness because of it
Her wound is still raw
Their hearts bleed to this day
And what remains will continue to bleed
There is a Muslim on earth
Do not think that this wound is deep
Al-Ghaer has consumed hearts
Muslims alone
But a group of them participated in that
One of the wisest Franks
This took place against the Muslims in Poitiers
A great calamity that has befallen humanity
And bone loss
It struck Europe at its core
The calamity that destroyed civilization
If you want to consider the opinion of some of these people
In the bereavement of the martyrs' court
Listen to Henri de Chanbon
Director of the Rustic Parle magazine from French Terra
Where he said
Had it not been for the victory of Charmart's barbaric army
On Arab Muslims in France
When our country fell into darkness
Medieval
And when she was struck by her atrocities
Nor did it suffer civil massacres
Which was driven by sectarian religious fanaticism
Yes
We are brutal on the Muslims in Poitiers
Spain would continue to enjoy the tolerance of Islam
She escaped the taint of the Inquisition
And when the civil progress was delayed
Eight centuries
No matter how different feelings and opinions are
About our victory
We owe Muslims every praise
Our civilization in science, art and industry
Pretended to admit that they were
The epitome of human perfection
At a time when we were the epitome of barbarism
And slander what we claim today
That time has turned
And the Muslims arrived in this era
To what we used to be
In the Middle Ages
They were here
They water the clouds of our lives
They spoke to us
Their remembrance is exalted
They left and were thrown into Al-Dhamir
Question: Do you like them?
Star sky and hills
They filled with life
Proud of their actions
And the world of the ego has become apparent to them