Ayxun ibn Sulayman ibn Yaqdhan al-Arabí better known as Ayxun or Aissó was an Islamic or a Goth nobleman who led a revolt in Barcelona, Ausona, and Girona in 826 to 827.
Aissó is thought to have been either a Goth and former lieutenant of the disposed Count Berà, or an Arab (Ayxun), the son of Sulayman al-Arabi who had been imprisoned in Aachen after being captured by Frankish forces at Girona.
After Bernat of Septimania was anointed Count of Barcelona, Aisso joined the revolt against the new count. Only the castle of Roda de Ter, in the county of Ausona, resisted and was destroyed by revolters. Many Goth nobles joined Aissó and Guillemó (or Guillemundus) son of Berà and Count of Rasez and Conflent.
Aissó raided the County of Cerdanya and the region of Vallés from his base in the centre of Catalonia. The young Count Bernat requested and received some help from the Emperor, as well as from some local Goth noblemen or "Hispani" (826).
Faced with this opposition, Aissó appealed to the sole power that could be compared to the Franks, the Emir of Córdoba. He sent a deputation, led by his brother, to request help from Abd ar-Rahman II. He sent his General, Ubayd Allah (also known as Abu Marwan), who arrived in Zaragoza in May 827. From there, his forces entered the territory of the County of Barcelona, reaching the City of Barcelona later that summer. The City was besieged without success; however, the surroundings were ransacked. The army then moved to Girona, which was attacked on October 10, 827.
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Dance 'til you're dead
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Heads will roll on the floor
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Silver over everything
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Dance, dance 'til you're dead
Heads will roll, heads will roll
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Shut your eyes, you realize
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