Your cruel king gives no mercy to those who fall into his hands.

You must not expect it here, you who without a pretence of right invade my country, slaughter my people, and defeat my armies.

The murder of the prisoners of Acre has closed my heart to all mercy.

There, your king put 10,000 prisoners to death in cold blood, a month after the capture of the place, because the money at which he had placed their ransom had not arrived.

We Arabs do not carry huge masses of gold about with us; and although I could have had it brought from Egypt, I did not think that so brave a monarch as Richard of England could have committed so cruel an action in cold blood.