Ibn . Saudi Arabia looked at Sheikh Mohammed galloping in front of him, and then looked at Kuwait City behind him, and his hand couldn't help but touch the scimitar on his waist, but at this time, his son, Abdul, the current patriarch of the Saudi family, leaned up from behind and stopped his irrational behavior with a stern gaze.

Ibn Saud looked at his father with a somewhat angry gaze, but Abdul still stopped him with a firm gaze, not that this old guy was righteous enough, but that their strength was too small, if they did it against the Sabah family at this time, it would be difficult to guarantee who would kill the deer, but just when the father and son made eye contact, the fleeing team suddenly stopped, followed by a burst of people shouting and neighing, because at this time, a large number of cavalry suddenly appeared in front.

These cavalrymen, all dressed in the same costume as the invaders, swept across the arid desert like a red flame, and quickly spread their wings to outflank them, and Sheikh Mohammed, who was suddenly confronted by a formidable enemy, showed a look of despair, and now he could really be said to have been cornered.

"Rush over, I'd rather die in battle than endure humiliation and steal life! O people of Allah, use your scimitars to cut off the heads of your enemies!" Abdul drew his scimitar and roared, so infected by his spirit that the whole team immediately howled, and his son brandished his sword and gun with a loud shout.

Sheikh Mohammed gritted his teeth and looked ahead, the Red Devils who were rushing over were at most 400 people, and he had more than 200 real warriors, the last elite of the Sabah family and the Saudi family, maybe there was still hope for a fight.

"Rush, fight your way out!" He shouted with his scimitar.

More than 200 Arab warriors immediately put on a charging formation to face the enemy and kill the enemy, and the mercenaries on the opposite side also rushed over in the same formation, at this time, the warriors of the Sabah family, who had already killed the red eye, did not notice that the Saudis beside them were gradually falling behind a horse's head, let alone noticing that the knives and guns in their hands were aimed at their backs.

"Do it!" Abdul, who was in the charge, suddenly broke off and slashed at the neck of the partner next to him almost at the same time, and his son, who had been following Sheikh Mohammed next to Ibn Saud, did not hesitate to plunge his small scimitar into the heart of the Kuwaiti lord who had sheltered him for two years.

Poor Lord Sheikh turned around with a scream, and then Ibn Saud's smirking face.

"You..." he looked blankly at the little ghost who had always been respectful to him, and before he could understand what was going on, then there was a sharp pain in his back, and his eyes were so black that he didn't know anything, of course, forever.

Ibn Saud slammed his scimitar in Muhammad's body a few times, and then he was dragged off his horse, and by this time his men had basically all succeeded, more than half of the people of the Sabah family, including the chief, died at once, and the remaining dozens of them were turning their horses in front, trying to come back to avenge their people, but at this time those mercenaries had already rushed up, although they did not understand what was happening here, but those Sino-British mixed armies did not care about this, according to the Sabah people who were caught in the middle were a mess of gunsIn the blink of an eye, there were only a dozen of these poor fellows on their horses, and they looked desperately at the enemies in front and behind them with their knives and guns, and then looked at each other, and rushed towards the group of vile traitors with a roar.

Of course, there was no suspense about the outcome of these guys, hundreds of Saudis surrounded and beat up a dozen Sabahs, even without the help of mercenaries, it was an easy battle, but the grieving Sabahs still used their anger to make the Saudis pay the price of six deaths.

After the battle, Abdul and his son, carrying blood-dripping scimitars, came to the mercenary formation, bowed to a man who seemed to be a commander, and said: "Dear general, we are Saudis, friends of Mr. Yang."

When Boss Yang learned the news of the annihilation of the Sabah family, the remnants of the enemy in Kuwait City had been basically wiped out, and the British officers who had been holding back all the way at sea were taking their Chinese subordinates to fulfill the obligations of a conqueror in the city, enjoying the wealth and women of the vanquished, Boss Yang did not intend to stop these Bao Xing, his subordinates were mercenaries, since this was the case, there was no need to consider any face, and he also killed three British officers and twenty soldiers in this battle, If you don't let the rest of the people vent well, this person's heart will disperse in the future, and the team will be difficult to lead.

Not only his people wreaked havoc in the city, but even those foreign merchants couldn't help but follow, these guys have lived here for many years, who has more money, whose girls are beautiful than the mercenaries who have just arrived, so the efficiency of the raid is extraordinarily high, which will inevitably clash with the mercenaries, so according to later statistics, more than a dozen foreign merchants were killed in this battle, of course, the people who killed them were the members of the Sabah family, this family is inevitably a little frantic in despair, this is just an unfortunate accident, It has nothing to do with the mercenaries of Ambrera Company.

It wasn't until the next day that Big Boss Yang officially entered the city to take over his territory, looking at the houses that were still smoking, the Arabs who were forced to carry their bodies out of the city with bayonets to dig pits and bury them, and the cries of women from time to time, this thing nodded with satisfaction, this is what an occupied city should look like.

"Who are these?" He looked at the dozens of Arab women who were bound and kneeling in front of him, both old and young, and young and beautiful.

"These are the wives and daughters of the lord of Kuwait." Colonel Ron, who was standing beside him, shrugged and said that this old executioner, who had fought in the Anglo-Egyptian war in 1882, knew this kind of work very well.

Boss Yang lowered his head very satisfied, held the chin of several young and beautiful girls and looked at it, originally a little interested, but with a breeze blowing, smelling the smell of mutton on their bodies, this product immediately lost its appetite.

"Find a slave trader and sell it!" Boss Yang covered his nose and said that although the Ottoman Empire, under pressure from the British, announced the abolition of the slave trade in law in 1857, in fact, the slave trade in this country was still very prosperous until the 20th century.

"Dear Imam, please rest assured, I, Yang Feng, am the most committed person, and since I have promised to help you regain your territory, I will definitely fulfill my promise." After deciding the fate of those poor women, Boss Yang said to the patriarch of the Saudi family who bent down to greet him with an enthusiastic face.

Abdul was somewhat overjoyed and said, "Dear Lord Pasha, thank you very much for your kindness."

Yang Feng smiled and nodded, then looked at Ibn Saud, who was standing next to Abdul, and said, "This is the warrior who killed the rebel, right?" What a young hero, go, pick one you like, it's my reward for you!"

Ibn Saud's eyes lit up suddenly, he had been coveting one of Muhammad's daughters for a long time, since there was Yang Feng's words, what did he hesitate about, he hurriedly went up and dragged his booty out, first hugged her in his arms and couldn't wait to pass his hand, and then threw her to a subordinate in the other party's angry struggle, and quickly bowed his head to Boss Yang and continued to serve.

"Of course, you also know that I am a businessman, and my principle is to only make transactions, even if I lose money in transactions, I must not do such a thing as free assistance, which is contrary to my principle of being a human being." Yang Feng inspected his territory, looked at the devastated city, and said to Abdul beside him as he walked.

Abdul and his son looked at each other in confusion.

"Don't worry, I'm just asking for a formality, I can help you get back to the country, and even help you get more, like the whole Arabian Peninsula, I can do that.

But there is one condition, no matter how much land you build, then the right to develop all the mineral resources on this land must be given to me, and I will set up a Gulf Mining Company to monopolize all the mining exploration and exploitation rights in your territory, and of course I will leave you 10% of the shares in this company. Yang Feng continued.

"No problem!" Abdul said without hesitation that at this time, no valuable minerals were found in the Arabian Peninsula at all, otherwise they would have been remembered by those big crocodiles.

Yang Feng nodded with satisfaction, and then continued: "But this matter is not good now, your strength is still too small, even if I send troops to help you recapture Najd, you are not capable of holding it."

Therefore, your main job now is to expand your army, at least to a thousand people, don't worry about the supplies, guns and ammunition are provided by me, including instructors, so that in two years at most, you will have enough ability to counterattack Najd and retake your land from the Rashid family, and I will send enough soldiers to help you.

Abdul father and son fully agree with this, to be honest, it is impossible for these 100 people to return to the country no matter what, there is no one to ask for money, no money is needed, and now it is finally a big financier, it is not what Yang Feng says.

Looking at their wistful expressions, Boss Yang couldn't help but sigh secretly, this deal is too big, if his strength does not develop to the point of challenging the world in the future, then he really won't dare to realize this investment, including Kuwait is also like this, this is the world's largest oil resources.

However, where to target the next imperial oil, this needs to be carefully considered, Iraq should be a good target, if the Ottoman Empire has the largest oil field in the world, then how many wolves will have to be recruited.