"This is betrayal, betrayal of Allah! When Lao Tzu goes back, I will put to death all of you cowards who are more hateful than the Tang Kafir! ”

A drop of cold sweat dripped from Sebutra's head, and he cursed through gritted teeth in his heart.

Because he asked the imam and the elders to mobilize the young man, many people have disappeared, but he brought a small 2,000 people over, but as he fought, there were fewer and fewer people around him, and the fire guns that counterattacked were no longer visible.

It is impossible for the Tang people to kill more than a thousand people so quickly in such a short period of time and with low visibility, there can only be one reason, that is, many people are flashing while fighting!

There was another scream, and a firecracker beside Sebutra screamed and fell to the ground twitching constantly, and as soon as the firecracker fired, he was set on fire by the Tang people on the opposite side, and at least seven or eight guns were fired from different positions.

At this point in the battle, everyone was only looking for the enemy by a faint light, and every time the Malay musketeers on the left side of the square fired a shot, they would immediately attract the fierce return fire of the Tang people on the opposite side, and slowly, no Malay musketeers dared to shoot easily!

He Hezai took dozens of brothers to grope at the end of the square, there were hundreds of people who just followed him, this would walk and walk, and they were separated from one or twenty people, no way, it was too dark, and they could only see people when they came to the front, and hundreds of people acted together, and it was normal to be separated.

He actually heard Liu Chongli's roar, but He Hezai didn't care at all, so he wouldn't listen to the words of this half-grown child who was full of discipline and glory.

If he attacks the Malays on the opposite side now, in this dark situation, I don't know how many accidental injuries he will suffer, besides, people can't see it very much, and he will be beaten!

After complaining, He Hezai glanced at the sky, the dark clouds covering the moon were about to disperse, and the square fell into an extremely strange silence, everyone was cautiously hoping not to be discovered by the other party, and lined up to be shot, which would turn into a street fight.

Seputra cautiously touched the door of a small house on the edge of the square, which, if he remembered, was supposed to be a tailor's shop, and through this tailor's shop was the intersection where they had come.

Looking at some of the guards who were still following him, it was too dark, and he didn't know how many people were behind him, or even who was following him, but this did not hinder Sebutra's train of thought.

He now understood that these Tang people did not really attack the Great Sultan's Palace at all, or only sent a few people to attack, and their target was none other than themselves.

It's just that Sebutra is a little puzzled, he is only the Sultan of the Sultanate, not the Sultan of the Sultanate, since these Tang people rioted, why didn't they storm the Sultan's Palace in order to capture their brother Sultan Omar, and what are they waiting for themselves here?

Even if he kills himself, it is impossible to completely change the situation, and as long as the Sultan is still there, the hearts of the people of Kuala Terengganu will not be scattered.

No matter what, Sebutra shook his head, no matter why, he would better withdraw it now.

Since the Tang people failed to keep themselves, they could only go back and attack the Great Sultan's Palace, and on such a dark night, to attack a fortress-type palace, unless those Tang people were crazy!

And if they give up the attack, then there is no need to worry, as long as he is still there, as soon as the morning dawns, he can organize thousands of young people, and he can also go to the nearby villages to recruit more people into the city, he doesn't believe that the Tang people, who are smaller than them, can turn over the sky?

A ray of moonlight shot down from the sky, and the dark clouds that covered the moon finally dispersed.

"Let's go! Let's hurry back! Sebutra waved his hand, greeted him in a low voice, and with that he took the lead and ran down the alley.

But he had only run a few steps, and a force from behind him pulled him back!

The angry Sebutra was about to assume the posture of a fierce prince and angrily reprimand this guy who pulled him back, but when he turned around, he was stunned.

A big man as tall as a giant, but a little silly-looking, was staring at him.

He was sure that this guy was not his bodyguard, not only this guy, but also the five or six people behind him were not his bodyguards!

After a closer look, Sebutra was numb all over his body, and at least half of the twenty or so people who followed him were not his guards!

"You...., you're not Brother Yuyu!" The big man took the skinny Sebutra and looked left and right, and then said this in a daze!

Of course, Sebutra didn't understand what this stupid big man said, but he knew that it was Tang Yin, who often dealt with Chinese.

Cold sweat came down from his forehead in one fell swoop, and now that he was being carried by a big man, he could be stabbed at any time!

In the quiet air, it seemed that sparks were about to burst out, except for the fat pig, everyone noticed that something was wrong, and the Tang and Malays were still very recognizable, at least the difference in hairstyles was very large.

"Yikes! Pig Fat Boy hands-on! A pirate who was dripping with cold sweat to the tip of his nose roared loudly, drew his steel knife and slashed!

"Protect the Heavenly Warriors! Kill these Dons! The chief of the Sebutra guard also howled, and stabbed the big man who was carrying Sebutra.

Then Sebutra felt a cloud fly out, and the stupid big man, who was startled by the roar, threw Sebutra out of his hand at once.

Swords and axes slashed, firebolts shot at each other, the moon came out, and the square was bustling with activity in an instant!

The black-clad Kuala Terengganu Tang and the Terengganu Malays dressed in all kinds of clothes chased each other and slashed each other!

Both sides are the most elite soldiers of their respective camps, holding the most advanced firearms of this era, but they have started a street battle in the style of Crazy Boys!

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