"It doesn't matter! As long as Alamt is still around, they will not dare to tear their faces with us. Besides, they are not monolithic. When he said this, Hassan's expression was unusually cold. The Assasin faction has been in existence for more than 100 years. Corruption is inevitable at the top, but due to the unique control methods of the Assasins, it remains under control.

Even if the local branches are powerful, they do not dare to really stand on their own feet from the headquarters. Because no one dares to guarantee that what is standing next to him will not be the nail planted by the headquarters. It is the existence of this deterrent force that has maintained the relative unity and unity of the Assasin faction until now.

"The Sultan doesn't have to worry about the Great Yuan sending down the wrath of thunder. Since its establishment, Dayuan has destroyed countless countries. Aren't the lords and royals of Khorezm and Qarakhanid still alive and well? Seeing that Hassan already had a will to die in his eyes, Na Xing couldn't help but comfort him sadly.

But Hassan only laughed mockingly, followed by a heavy cough. It wasn't until a puddle of pus and blood was coughed out of the body that the breathing eased a lot. But his face flushed abnormally, as if he was returning to the light.

"Sultan?" , Na Xing saw the blood on the ground, and was a little concerned.

"Good luck! I don't have long to live. But Assasin cannot be destroyed. Even if he is now groveling and becoming a pawn of the Great Yuan, Assasin cannot be destroyed. As he spoke, he removed the crown from his head and pulled out the largest ruby.

It's hard to imagine that Hassan still has such strength in his skinny body.

"You take this, and you will be the new commander of the law enforcement team in the future." , Na Xing trembled and took it, with tears streaming down his face.

"Go down, come back in a rat. Remember to bring the law enforcement team! Hasan confessed. A lat is a unit of time that is equivalent to thirty minutes. This is based on the way the hourglass is calculated! Although Da Yuan had already created a clock, Alam still maintained his traditional timekeeping habits.

Because the feeling of the sand slowly passing away is like the sense of accomplishment of separating the throat of an enemy and slowly dying.

As Nakhin departed, Hassan kicked on the golden throne as if he had exhausted all his strength. The male pet came over at this time, looked at Hassan with some distress and said, "Let's invite a doctor?" ”。

Shaking his head, Hassan refused, "No need. Go get the hibiscus balm, I'll take a sip and I'll be fine. ”。

Hibiscus paste is a kind of du product produced by Dayuan with poppy as raw material, which is different from the immortal loose moisturizer and silent, and its medicinal effect is more powerful. But comparatively, the damage caused is also greater. As long as the smoker smokes continuously for half a year, the body's function will decline to a terrifying level.

However, it can play a certain positive role when used in some special times. Like now, after Hassan took the hibiscus balm, his spirits were obviously much better. But the price is that after an hour, you will be so weak that you don't even have the strength to frown.

"Go and bring in the four patriarchs, and say that I will give up the position of sultan." , the Four Imam are the four highest standing imams in the city of Alamt. They are responsible for the selection, training, teaching, and worship of the congregation. There are also assignments and all aspects of life.

Although they remained loyal enough to Alamt, it was difficult to ensure that they would not fight for the sultanship after their death.

Now under the siege of Dayuan, Alam has reached the brink of destruction. Therefore, all the factors of instability should not exist.

Compared to the storm brewing in Alamt, the Yuan army camp is much more relaxed.

Slimali sat at the top, and below were the various middle-level generals.

They had just received an order from the commander of the Persian army, Timur Zhanli, to take a large-scale siege of Alamth.

"Battalion commander, our six teams have been idle. This siege, why should we let the six teams take the lead, right? ”

"Phew! Our seven teams are aggrieved. There were still three battalions of guys there, and our seven teams were ordered to camp in place without even touching the walls of Alamte. Now it's time for my seven teams to take the lead. The third battalion is the battalion of Faraday as the battalion commander, and because he received the order in advance, the first month of the siege of the city was fought by the three battalions. It was not until after leaving that the second battalion had a chance to go to the battlefield.

However, in the past, it was mainly based on military training, and the fights were all small-scale and small-scale troubles. Where can there be such a momentum as a general attack! Besides, if you break Alamt, isn't there a better hope for a general attack?

With these thoughts, the people below broke their heads. If it weren't for the fact that the army was not allowed to use force without permission, these generals might have really started fighting.

Slimali watched, and saw that the good military meeting gradually turned into mutual abuse and attack. Pretending to be angry, he slapped the table and scolded with a smile: "Noisy, noisy! What's there to be noisy about? Isn't it just the lead? What's the matter? You're a general, and there are hundreds of people watching you down there.

If I had seen you as scoundrels, wouldn't I have learned from them? How else to lead the troops, how to govern the army? The stars splashed with spittle, and the people below did not dare to come out. But the way they stared at each other was that they obviously didn't listen to Slimali's words.

"I mean, you? They are all brothers, and they are all comrades! Is it necessary to compete for this? Slimali was about to take a thought lesson with them, when a scout suddenly came outside the camp to report the military situation.

The generals sighed in unison, and secretly said that the scouts had come well. Because what Slimali likes most is to take a thought class, and it's an hour when he says it. But the level of the class was far from catching up with the lively and interesting speech of the clerk. But the generals didn't dare to say bad. And after finishing the lecture, I have to write my thoughts and feelings, and if it is not profound, I have to be found by Sili Mali to continue the class.

This is simply torture for the generals.

So the generals below secretly gave Slimali a nickname, called General Mother-in-law. That is, like an old woman, she likes broken thoughts the most.

"General, Alam Kaecheng has surrendered!" , reported by the Scout.

"Huh?" , Slimali stared at him, extremely surprised.

The generals below were also on the spot, and they couldn't believe that Alamt and the hard bones had softened.

"Ahem--- did Jalal-Din Hassan personally go out of the city and kneel?" , Slimali hid his embarrassment and asked out loud.

"No, it's Imam Nayuki who opened the city."

"Huh? Are they fooling Da Yuan? Surrender is all the begging of the lord of a country, so the substitution of others affects the sincerity of surrender.

"N-no, Hassan is dead!" , the scout said a little nervously.

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