Castle grounds.
*An enourmous bucket is standing in the middle of the courtyard*
Advisor 4: Do you think he is going to kick it?
Advisor 5: Nah, he's insane. Not stupid
*Jabbar Ibn Hakkan comes out all covered in green warpaint*
Advisor 4: I don't see this ending well.
Jabbar Ibn Hakkan: Now you shall see my greatest victory! The time of reckoning has come. I shall reclaim this land for Allah.
It is time we bled the inf....
Advisor 5: Is he always this tedious?
Advisor 4: Pretty much yeah.
*Jabbar drones on*
Jabbar Ibn Hakkan: Die infidel scum!
*Pulls a big rope tipping the bucket. Green paint starts flowing across the land from a seemingly inexhaustable supply*
Advisor 4: We're doomed! You fool! This won't convert the christians it will just drown them!
Jabbar Ibn Hakkan: Precisely! *evil grin*
The paint gets a good start and drowns Toledo and Badajoz very quickly.
Madrid and Salamanca soon succumb to the green tsunami
It steadily creeps northward.
The portuguese incursion
Not even the high mountains of the Pyrenees are spared.
Never mind that Aragon has been annexed in the meantime, I'm coming to that.