"The scroll was taken from those Assasin assassins in Asia Minor, isn't this the grain transfer document of the Syrian satrapy? What's the problem? ”

After all, he is a person who can sit on one of the seven governors of the empire, and this will, there is a problem with the weapon that he regards as a treasure, Hussein quickly calmed down, and asked with a solemn face.

Old Osman, who didn't want to get old and fast-entered the coffin, didn't know where such a big temper came from, so he actually slammed the scroll on the ground, and snorted coldly: "It's not just a problem, it's a big problem!"

"These scrolls are indeed an order from the Syrian Governor's Office to allocate grain and grass, and they can be allocated to not any Assasin assassins, nor to rebels, but to your Hejaz army to quell the rebellion!"

"Two months ago, your Hejaz Governor's Office said that it had lost this batch of orders, and asked the Syrian Governor's Office to reissue the order! As a result, he took two batches of order scrolls to the granary built in Medina in Syria to allocate grain, for which Emir Houjie brought the lawsuit to the old man. ”

Now it's good, the ownership of the scroll has been transferred from Assasin's hands to his own, and he still uses this order to bring down Hou Jie, and now, Hussein feels that he can't tell hundreds of mouths.

Seeing Hussein's stunned appearance, Osman stomped his cane and shouted: "No wonder after the case is broken, I asked for a scroll like your Hejaz Governor's Palace, but you don't give it, you say it's lost!" But he did such a framed deed! In vain, I have been disappointed that I have taken you Hussein as the most upright believer in the Lord! ”

Ottoman's roar made the aristocrats of the Arab Empire who were watching behind hear it clearly, and at this moment, everyone's eyes looking at Hussein suddenly became strange, many of them responded to Hussein's secret letter, believing in his fame to bring down the traitor Hou Jie, how could they not imagine that it was such a moth, and many people's hearts suddenly ignited a strong sense of being deceived.

"Lord Hussein, so-and-so said that this joke is not funny at all."

The corners of his mouth returned to a faint smile, Hou Jie didn't push too much, after shrugging his shoulders, he immediately held the handle of the scimitar again, and planned to go to the camel that had been hanging there for a long time behind him to slaughter and sacrifice, and continue to complete the ceremony.

Listening to the discussions behind him, and then looking at Hou Jie's dashing back in front of him, Hussein's eyes were red for a while, no wonder the document did not say a word except for the amount of grain and grass allocated, making it ambiguous. No wonder the well-organized Assasin Assassins were able to find evidence buried deep underground a month ago so easily! Two months ago, when he Hussein entered Damascus from Mecca, he Hou Jie was so scheming that he began to calculate himself at that time!

But he was too anxious to find out who was behind Assasin, he was too anxious, and he happened to fall into Hou Jie's calculations, and now he is so aggressive to accuse Hou Jie in front of tens of thousands of people, but he has fallen into such a big oolong, and he is also sadly accused of jealousy and falsehood, and from then on, his reputation in Hussein is bad.

In Uncle Li's words, people's hearts are scattered, and the team is not easy to lead! Hussein can fight with the powerful Hou Jie, completely relying on his fame, gathering a large number of people to follow him, today is going to fail, he has no capital to fight with Hou Jie, watching Hou Jie's slaughter and sacrifice action, it seems that every move is mocking himself, and a strong unwillingness rises from the bottom of Hussein's heart.

"Wait!"

Seeing that the sharp Damascus scimitar was about to cut the camel's throat, Hussein suddenly roared hysterically again. Stunned to put down the knife, Hou Jie turned his head in shock, looked at Hussein, whose handsome face was pale to madness, and asked in amazement.

"Lord Hussein, is there anything else?"

"I have captured twelve Assasin assassins in Asia Minor, and they have confessed, and the top of the Assasin faction is among us, and there are thousands of knights of the Western Expedition to prove it to me! I swear in the name of my Patriarch Muhammad! ”

On his face, the muscles and muscles burst out, and Hussein roared out in great rage. However, seeing him blink, Hou Jie asked a word that made him vomit blood lightly.

"Didn't the Assasin assassins all be beheaded by Lord Hussein?"

I never thought that he had deceived Hou Jie's way of defending the world, but he was teased back here, and under the gaze of hundreds of imperial cores, Hu Saiin's originally handsome face swelled like a date palm on a tree, but he didn't hold back anything for a long time.

Fortunately, after just a sarcastic sentence, Hou Jie once again did not chase and fight, but bowed respectfully to Hassan.

"Honorable Caliph, please allow Lord Hussein to bring those Assasin over to identify!"

"Assasin!"

Hearing this term, Hassan, who was splattered with camel blood, shuddered.

Moments later, a team of heavily armored Arab Janissaries squeezed through the mosque with more than a dozen scarred Assasin assassins in chains.

Everyone was wrapped in thick black and heavy chains, their hands were tied to their chests, and they walked with staggering steps, and like this, Caliph Hassan still hid far away, standing behind more than a dozen stout janitarian guards, and shouted with commanding hands.

"Followers of Hell who are your imams, the Caliph commands you to find them!"

Half of his face was still swollen, and listening to Hassan's roar like a pig, he was at the front of the line, and Sarah's only remaining blue eye looked at the high platform with difficulty in the sun.

"Go ahead! Identifying who is behind it, Ben Amir assures you that you will all be redeemed. ”

His voice softened much, and as he stood beside Sarah, Hussein pointed his finger forward amiably and kindly.

Glancing at him, struggling to drag the shackles on her body, Sara struggled forward.

Looking at the movements of Assasin for a dozen or so, Hussein's heart couldn't help but beat wildly.

He wasn't sure if these Assasin could really recognize who the leader of the Assasin faction was, let alone that person was Hou Jie, but when it came to this, he lost so miserably, and the rich gambler's heart made him unwilling to fight.

Fortunately, in Hussein's heartbeat, Sara and the other assassins had a difficult step, but they walked straight to the altar of superfantasy.

At the front of the altar was Hou Jie's indifferent but smiling face that made Hu Saiyin want to cut it with a thousand knives.

"Kid, are you looking for me?"

More than a dozen Assasin stopped in front of him, but Hou Jie was still smiling, and after seeing it, Hussein's heart was beating so wildly that he almost burst out of his throat, and he was about to pinch out the water with a pair of fists, shouting frantically in his heart.

It's him! Identify him now!

It's a pity that in the cry of Hussein's heart, Sara, who was at the forefront, violently bumped into Hou Jie and roared arrogantly: "What are you? Dare to stand in front of our father! ”

"Father, the disciple is incompetent, and it has ruined your big business, and those damned traitors have decided to confess to you in order to save their lives, please face it with the detachment of a martyr, and face it with a smile, and don't fall into the identity of the Lord's spokesman in the world!"

"Father, the disciple is not filial, but we really want to survive!"

With Sarah's roar, the other eleven Assasin assassins also knelt on the ground in shame, but in front of them was the stunned Egyptian governor Ibn.

Finished!

With a buzzing of his head, his eyes were dark, and if it weren't for the support of Horasan behind him, Hussein would have almost fallen to the ground.

"Tut, Governor Ibn, I can't believe that you are the Great Imam behind the famous Assasin assassination faction, you have been admired for a long time!" With a playful smile, Hou Jie smiled and paced to Yi himself, but the governor of Egypt screamed and kicked and punched the Assasin assassins in front of him.

"Follow Lao Tzu, I don't admit to you to death, I'm not an assassination imam! Lord Hussein, you have a word! ”

Ibn's words burned back to Hussein, and everyone's eyes were also attracted to Hussein's body, and the smile on his face became even stronger, and Hou Jie also forgot about the past, and said playfully: "Lord Hussein, you can just swear in the name of the Prophet Muhammad that the Assasin Assassins can find the leader of their sect among us, so Lord Ibn is the leader of the assassination faction?"

His lips trembled violently again, and his originally handsome face was even whiter than just now, and for a long time, Hussein didn't tremble and say why.

"Or have the real Assasin assassins been slain by you, Lord Hussein, and these are just a joke you played on everyone?"

It was another obvious trap, to deny it, it was tantamount to giving away Ibn's life with his own hands, admitting that his reputation would never be restored, not only himself, but also the Prophet Muhammad would be disgraced by himself, and the fierce choice swirled in Hussein's heart, making his hands tremble irrepressibly, and the blood all over his body was completely retracted, and he was as white as a dead man.

Trembling for a minute or so, Hussein nodded tremblingly under the gaze of hundreds of sect leaders, the Governor-General.

"This, yes, is indeed a joke I made with Emir Houjie, Emir, and ask Emir for forgiveness......"

"It's not funny at all!"

Finally restrained his smile, Hou Jie turned straight over, ignored Hussein, walked to the altar for the last time, and with a wave of the scimitar in his hand, blood finally spurted out from the neck of the unlucky camel that had been waiting to be slaughtered for a long time.

Dragged aside to skin and bleed, the next camel sacrifice was arranged, and with a cold snort at the dejected Hussein, Ziyad swaggered ahead of him, drawing his knife at the sacrificial camel......

The slaughtering ceremony lasted for about half an hour, and after the sacrifice of the seven governors and the imams, the caliph's chariot left the main square of the mosque and returned it to the commoners.

There was a lot of sacrificial meat to eat, and the large gathering of tens of thousands of people seemed to be a little more lively, dividing the meat and cooking, but in the chaotic crowd, a striking vacancy was particularly eye-catching.

The party dispersed at dusk, and the satisfied citizens of all walks of life also left one after another, exposing the last lonely figure completely and cruelly.

It was not until the moon was in the middle of the sky that Hussein raised his head in grief like a wounded wolf and screamed bitterly at the moon.

"Ahhhhh!!hh