The cannons fired in unison.

Twelve magic cannons lined up and fired at the same time, instantly turning the target area into a sea of fire.

The huge roar had not stopped, the roar of death resounded in the sky, six Stuka flying carpets roared down, six thermite explosion shells hit accurately, and the pillars of fire tens of meters high shook so that people couldn't open their eyes.

Immediately afterward, twenty Ifrit chariots formed a half-moon formation and slowly pushed towards the target area of the rising flames.

In the secret stronghold of the Julia people in Dorihachi City, Saron's facial muscles trembled slightly.

I didn't expect a group of thieves to have such power!

Hassan is a clever fellow and has great prestige, once he is taken over the city of Dorihachi, it will inevitably be like the port of umlim, with the support of the majority of the people, and the civil strife in Dorihachi will definitely stop.

Even more frighteningly, he is likely to bring together the three major cities of the Pearl Road, Umlim, Kanhala, and Dorihachi, to create a stable, prosperous base on the eastern seaboard. Even if he does not expand and encroach on the lands of other princes, it will have an exemplary effect, and if the Arabic people follow suit, when will the great cause of the restoration of the kingdom of the Julias be realized!

Hassan is not invulnerable, and his greatest reliance is on prestige and impartiality.

Prestige can be gained or lost, and as long as the Arabis realize that he is not a savior, but a warlord who has acquired advanced technology, all the aura in him will fade.

Saron took advantage of Hassan's absence to send a small group of men to launch a suicidal assault on Alibaba's group under the banner of the Dorihachi City Guard.

One joy and one sorrow.

Happily, the backbone Hassan was not there, and the nominal supreme leader of the Alibaba Mission, the Ice Blood Witch, Letifa, was a fool who only knew how to pursue victory, and unceremoniously wiped out the team in a quarter of an hour. Its combat prowess made the entire city tremble.

So brutal and ferocious! What a bloodthirsty lion!

The city's pleas for Hassan's mediation immediately ceased.

Then Letifa made a second mistake, a botched sneak attack that angered her as a despicable and treacherous betrayal, and the result of the investigation made her even more furious, a military adventure by the two factions of the city in the city of Rasani and Shriyya, in the face of military pressure—in fact, it was arranged by Saron.

Alibaba's regiment launched an attack on the city, and in less than a day, it took the outskirts of the city, and the defenders suffered heavy casualties.

Salong rejoiced, the name of butcher and executioner, and soon fell to Hassan, the national hero of the Aramis - he was just following the path of Murdez in the past, and there was nothing to be afraid of.

But at the same time, something worrying also came: Enis, who had high hopes, defected and threw himself at Hassan.

Enis actually betrayed the Latsanis and the Assasin factions at the same time, what gave him such courage?

That's not good. How much did he know about Faruger, in particular, did he know that his existence was about to be exposed?

But even if exposed, Hassan, I'm not afraid of you. The main contradiction now is between you and the two factions in Dorihachi, and I don't believe you have so much time and energy to trouble the Yulia.

Besides, I'm about to go to Nehr to reap the final victory, leaving behind a ruined city of Dorihachi, and I'll clean it up for you slowly, even if you have the means to clean it up, I still have a super gift for you, let's fight, the worse the fight, the more surprising that gift will be.

So, Hassan, I don't want to face you head-on just yet. Besides, don't you still have unrivaled force?

What a good idea, you managed to scare me.

With such a furious attack, I'm afraid no city of Araba can last more than three days, right? Show off your strength, sow the seeds of hatred, and force all those who disagree with politics to bow their heads with your sword and embark on a road of conquest paved with blood and bones. The more crazy you are, the more you revel in the thrill of conquest, the closer I am to victory.

Come on, Hassan.

Saron stood up and commanded his men: "Hassan is crazy. We ignore him, pass on my orders, immediately cancel the assassination plan against Hassan, stop all hostilities against the Ali Baba group, and remind the Presbyterian Church that in the face of the upcoming new dictator, do not resist, obediently pay the grain and taxes, and there is still a way to live. ”

"Yes, my lord, but the assassination ......"

"What, didn't I say cancel right away?"

"Our brothers are fine, but lately there have been some different voices. ”

"What?"

"Some of our people have carefully studied Hassan and consider him to be the greatest obstacle to the restoration of Julia and that Hassan must die. ”

Saron was stunned, and then smiled bitterly: "I know what you said, the black hand will meet those young men, right? Their hearts are good, but!" he said in an accentuated tone: "The overall situation is important, now that he is crazy, it is completely unnecessary to provoke a madman." When to kill and how to kill is particular, and it must be in our hands, and we can't let a bunch of hairy boys come out of their temperament!"

"It's said they've made a detailed plan, and if they're ordered to stop at this point—"

"They have no room for bargaining! Whether they succeed or not, we Yulias will be put on the cusp; if they are lucky, and the Alibaba League carries out large-scale retaliation, our people will not have time to withdraw, and the losses will be even greater; what is even more terrible is that the two factions of the Ala people in the city have seen the power of the Alibaba League, and they will inevitably fall into fear, and when the time comes, we Yulias will become the victims of their reconciliation and collusion with the Alibaba League. Inform them immediately that all hostile acts against Hassan and the Ali Baba group must be stopped, otherwise, I will stop funding them!"

While Sarong was in full swing of arrangements, a small meeting was taking place in the basement of a small three-story building next to the Surajevo bazaar.

"Fellow citizens, the wicked Butcher of Ala Hasan will soon enter the city, and we will let him see the blood of the young people of Julia! The great cause of Julia's restoration of the country begins with us, are you ready?"

A low roar sounded all around, and more than a dozen young people from Yulia were eager to try.

"The first team has already infiltrated the bazaar separately, waiting for an opportunity to attack, but they are only issued with light weapons such as short crossbows, which can only create small-scale chaos, we are the backbone of the attack, we want to succeed once and leave no trouble, do you have the consciousness of dedication?"

"Yes!"

At this moment, the basement door suddenly rang.

The convener of the meeting, a young man in his twenties, quickly drew a dagger and pasted it to the door: "Who?"

"I, the landlord, have brought you water. ”

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door, and a bearded man walked in carrying a large wooden barrel: "I just came up from the well, it's still cold, I have been chatting for a long time, I am thirsty, drink saliva." ”

"Thank you, thank you, uncle, carrying such a big bucket in one hand, I can't see that your strength is really great. ”

The landlord smiled kindly: "Where, where, when you break someone's neck, you don't feel pain, and that's the benefit." ”

"What......" The young man didn't say a word, his chin was already pinched by the landlord, and with a slight twist, there was a crisp click, and his cervical vertebrae were broken.

The people around him were shocked, and before they could pick up their weapons, the barrel burst, and a slender figure flashed away, and the three of them fell down at the same time, with a thin red line on their throats.

A red-gauze masked woman held a thin-bladed sharpening knife in her hand and stared coldly at the remaining people.

Immediately after a chaotic burst of drinking, more than 20 Ara people with white scarves wrapped around their heads and black cloth covered with black cloth poured in, holding snowy scimitars in their hands, and their eyes showed a fierce light, surrounding the young people in their hearts.

Someone was shocked: "Who are you?"

The bearded landlord smiled: "Base." on!"

In less than three minutes, the corpses of more than a dozen Julias fell to the ground, all chopped into pieces.

The red-gauze woman leaned over and took out a piece of paper from the corpse of the leading young man, glanced at it, and sneered: "The Black Hand will?" casually threw the paper on the ground.

The bearded man picked up the blood-soaked paper: "Nibali, this is evidence, it may be useful to keep it." ”

"Hmm. ”

A deputy said respectfully: "Boss Lamp, Sister Nibali, to deal with these hairy boys, our brothers are enough, why do you two go on this trip?"

"Hassan is the benefactor of the base, and his enemy is our enemy. Heroes have to concentrate on doing great things, and it's up to us to clean up the bedbugs in the julia haystack. ”

"So, do you want to inform Lord Hassan?"

Pull the lamp and laughed: "When Hassan saved the port of Umlim, did he greet you and say that Lao Tzu is going, don't forget to accept Lao Tzu's affection?"