In the attic of the Holy Mosque in Kanhala, Usalim Berka was drinking with his deputy, McNie. McNee grabbed the coffee pot for him to refill, but found it empty, smiled and went to refill the coffee.

"Well done Hassan!"

When he said this, the wrinkles on Usalimuberka's face seemed to be relaxed, and his face also glowed, as if it was really his own nephew.

McNee smiled and poured him a full cup and said, "You are worthy of being a sage, and you can defeat the desert horned viper with a group of rats." ”

"Truth be told, Hassan's strategy and tactics are nothing more than a man's asset, but his understanding of technology and timing are too good, and his vision is quite long-term, and he does not attack the people. I really want such a nephew!"

There was a knock on the door, and the servant whispered outside the door, "Burka, a letter from Lord Murdez, the leader of the Holy Protector Army in Port Umlim. ”

The two men in the room looked at each other and smiled, and Usalim said, "Show me - this must be a letter to scold me, and I think I can't look down on my nephew." ”

McNee said, "How are you going to reply?"

Usalim took the letter, unfolded it and scanned it roughly, and said: "This horned viper has not suffered such a big loss for a long time, and a stomach full of resentment has been sent to me, ha, there is no need for a serious reply to this kind of letter, you can write, Hassan may be a pseudonym, the black lion on the side of the Menzaro people, not necessarily my nephew, please check it later." ”

"Drag it down?"

"Of course. Because I don't have a nephew. ”

McNee laughed.

Usalim added: "Actually, the two of them have the same ultimate goal, to revive the Arab, but the paths are different, one wants to start with the "Commentary on the Heavenly Sutra", and the other wants to solve it with the army. I didn't expect to get to this step of the opponent, it's a pity, it's a pity. ”

"At this point, I think it is better for two people to oppose each other and involve tens of thousands of people than to oppose a dozen sects and involve millions of people and tear the peninsula to pieces. ”

"Not bad. After this battle, there will be a lot of open and secret fighting on the port side of Umlim, but there should be no large-scale fighting. Hassan has integrated the Menzaro people, and with supremacy and power, the search for the annotation should go well, and the horned viper is so damaged that perhaps a negotiation will be made to determine the status and belonging of the Mensaro. We'll have more time to focus on our own business, McNee, has the 'big guy' arrived in the capital city of Pagda?"

McNee frowned: "No. It has been more than a month since I received the news, and no princes, nobles or high-ranking officials have come. Could it be that the trip has been cancelled?"

"At least there should be a notice, but there's no news from Pagda. ”

"Strange, well, is it a micro-service trip? If so, maybe we have already returned to Pagda. ”

"I'm not afraid of micro-service visits, what I'm worried about is that the pearl road is not very smooth now, and there is not much guarantee for safety ...... micro-service visits."

As soon as Ussalim's words fell, the servant outside the door said eagerly: "Burka, urgent letters from Pagda, two!"

"Bring it in!"

After reading the letter, Ussalem was shocked, like ants on a hot pan, turning around.

McNee hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

"Look. ”

Two urgent letters, one from the forbidden middle school in Paghda, which is also stamped with the emperor's seal, which is absolutely not fake, and the other from the liaison arranged in Paghdad to send it, the two letters state a common fact: Prince Suleiman, who is on a private visit to Weifu, is missing on the way to Kanhara City!

Suleiman is the half-brother of the current emperor, after the emperor ascended the throne, he placed his affection on the mountains and rivers, and was a free prince, but he always had state affairs in mind, and the people of the court and China were well known, and he came forward to mediate several large-scale sectarian conflicts in Paghda.

In particular, after the disastrous victory in Jerusalem, the essence of the imperial center was completely broken, the princes in various places were in great difficulty, and the political situation was chaotic. At this time, he came out of Paghda, and everyone with a discerning eye knew that this was the prince avoiding trouble.

If it was just Suleiman, the problem was that when he left, he took His Majesty's granddaughter Imani with him!

In the battle of Jerusalem, it was not only the imperial soldiers who were lost, in order to boost morale, the prince personally led the charge and died on the battlefield. The prince had only a nineteen-year-old daughter, Imani.

So, whoever marries Imani is the next heir to the empire who is reasonable and legitimate!

According to the liaison's letter, Suleiman appears to have been premeditated. Imani and his granddaughter are on good terms, and the two often play together, and Suleiman plays a game of stealing beams and pillars, leaving his granddaughter in Paghda, changing Imani into his granddaughter's clothes, and taking him out of Pagda. They were accompanied by only Garib, the military attache and grandson of the Great Emir (the supreme military governor of the Arabic state, similar to a marshal).

McNee looked at it carefully twice and said: "It seems that Prince Suleiman is thinking about the empire, and he is afraid that Princess Imani will fall into the hands of ill-intentioned people and become a tool for them to plot the dynasty and usurp the throne, so he took the opportunity of Weifu's private visit to bring her out." ”

"I'm sure so. The center, it's finally going to be messed up. And if they are killed...... Send me an order to search for Prince Suleiman with all your might!"

"Obey, I'll arrange it, Berka, it's useless to be anxious now, let's wait patiently, maybe ......"

Before McNeey could finish speaking, a fierce knock on the door sounded, and McNee was furious, there is no etiquette here!

He pulled the door open, and it was a pale, sweaty messenger.

The messenger opened his mouth and shouted: "Rush to the port of Umlim, hurry! Last night Hassan blew up the Lofolan reservoir and flooded the port of Umlim, and the flood water passed through the city, and the people were unprepared, and there were many casualties, heavy casualties!"

With a thud, the coffee cup in Ussalem's hand fell to the ground.

For a full ten minutes, there was silence in the command room of the Farah Node, only the low breathing of the herald.

It's miserable.

Last night, Akbar, Zahavi, Osama, and Nibali used a large number of magic crystals to blow up the central control room of the Rawland Reservoir.

The Lofolan Reservoir was impounded on the orders of Murtaiz and prepared to flood the Mensarofara node. By yesterday evening, it had been stored for six days, and it was full!

The flood poured down from northwest to southeast, breaking through the city defenses of Umlim Harbour and roaring from the pier into the sea.

Most of the population is in a dream, defenseless.

Sixteen thousand people were killed, countless others were wounded, more than 4,000 houses were destroyed, and half of the port of Umlim was razed to the ground.

Dark's mind was empty, completely empty, and none of Alayi, Sahir, Letifa, Marduk, and Matedi dared to say a word, and they were all stupid.

After a long time, Sahil first stabilized his mind and roared: "This is not what we did, not what we did! We have never, from beginning to end, at all, we have never given such an order, that reservoir is not a target at all, we don't want to kill, if we want to kill, when we storm the port, it has been-"

Dark's tired hand raised to stop him from going on, which he knew, he knew. However, the people of the port of Umlim do not know.

Ella said, "The plan for now...... Grab those four bastards first, and let them say for themselves that this has nothing to do with us. and then help the port of um lim to rebuild after the disaster...... Well, that doesn't seem appropriate either...... But...... Hmmm......"

"The greatest danger is coming," Duck looked up, his eyes bloodshot, "Everyone, move immediately, to the depths of the earth!"

At the same time, in the tent commanded by the Holy Apologetic Army, Murdez laughed three times and cried three more. His eyes were also blood-red.

"Hassan, you bastard, I won't kill you, I won't be a man, I won't be a man!"