Duck was not in a hurry to answer, and motioned for Buscher to continue.

Gone are the images of fierce battles, replaced by a constant stream of caravans, a port with waves crashing, and artillery fire falling from the sky—he puts the fierce battle with the navy of the kingdom of Nova Tenotiran to the end.

The crowd exclaimed again: "Infidel!

"That kind of cannonball, that kind of giant cannonball and that cannon that can shoot directly!

When the heavy flying carpet swooped down with heavy flame bombs, everyone clenched their fists, and some even couldn't help but stand up and be roughly pushed away by the people behind them.

In the flames and smoke that soared into the sky, the three steel giants slowly retreated.

Applause erupted.

"Guys, it's not a paradise out there. Three hundred years have passed, and the situation is even worse than that of His Majesty Faruger. The weak and powerless center, the drunken princes and nobles, the powerful who harbor evil intentions, the aliens who threaten the city at all times, the insensitive people, and the infidels who are always trying to pounce on them, all of these things, even if you go out, it is likely that nothing will be solved. ”

Besher was confused.

Judging from the images, such an army that can defeat giant antlions, sandworms and even heretics must be a powerful force behind it, and there must be a complete set of military and administrative systems to support it, so what is the purpose of this Harik saving his own people?

What else do these people have to take advantage of, except for a little pitiful administrative experience?

He looked suspiciously at his companions next to him, their eyes wandering.

As if to see his confusion, Harrick said, "I want to confess to you that there is no Eye of Light Pughda branch outside, and that it is a lie I have made up to confuse the enemy. But the Alibaba group is real. My wife and I have come here with all the hardships entrusted by the Alibaba Group, not to save you, but to seek your help. ”

"Help, you and your team are so strong, what help do you need?"

"After the time of Farrouge, the Arab lost their unified thinking, and some only had their own interpretations of the Tongtian Sutra. As a newly rising Alibaba group, even if it has the strength to re-erect the banner of the sages and unify the peninsula, it does not have the ability to revise the "Commentary on the Tongtian Sutra" and unify its thinking. But you, the remnants of our ancestors, can. ”

Bai Sher immediately replied: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid we can't do it. ”

"Why?"

"With all due respect, the power behind you is too great to bring about a sea change in people's lives, and everything will be completely changed: the herdsmen graze their cattle in steel carts, the Burcas can complete their sermons at the touch of a button, the swift flying carpet and the invincible giant puppets will crush all rebellious plots - yes, you can make up a suitable ideology for yourself, and most people will have to support it. We can only be pedantic jokes and curious talkers. ”

"You underestimate your importance to Arabi. ”

Hearing that he was actually compared to the entire nation, Bai Sher shook his head with a wry smile, and looked at his colleagues around him, who also smiled bitterly.

A soldier is a soldier, not a politician, and especially not a good lobbyist.

Raising the other party too much will only have the opposite effect.

Darker didn't care about any of this, and continued: "A truly great civilization is one that keeps walking, and even if it falls to the bottom, it can get up and move forward bravely, rather than lying at the bottom and waiting to die. Harrick paused and said, "A friend summed it up to me, 'Forever, old and new.'" ”

Usher and his colleagues froze.

These two phrases are so profound and timeless that they need time to savor them.

"Outside, the cultural traditions of Mu Silan have been dismembered and distorted beyond recognition, and my comrades-in-arms and I have worked hard, and even gone through great pains to find the complete Commentary on the Book of Heaven, but it is useless, and it cannot wake up the princes and nobles who pretend to be asleep. Therefore, we believe that in order to recover the lost tomorrow for the calamitous Alaba, the bloodline of the royal family, the strong strength, the continuity of the lineage, and the ever-new tradition are all indispensable. And everyone, you are the most direct witnesses and inheritors of the tradition!"

"Can you give us some time?"

"Absolutely. ”

Dark's face was calm, and he secretly complained in his heart.

Underestimated the enemy.

Although these guys are not very old, they have all rolled in the officialdom and have their own thoughts on many issues. I tried my best in the conversation just now, and even moved George's words out, but the effect was ...... Very average.

If these guys refuse, then they can only rely on themselves and Isabella to force themselves and take out Saron in a surprise attack. Steel Rock Slime, I'm afraid I can only think about it. As for the inhabitants of Nehr, they can't be hung on the cruel angels and rushed all the way out - no way, life and death are fate.

I'm afraid they are thinking about how to leave these miraculous technologies behind to pave the way for the Eye of Light to ascend to the throne, and then Nehel will be eternal?

Of course, they have no way out now but to listen to themselves. However, if I am not convinced, what is the use of asking for a group of officials who do not contribute to their work!

Duck sighed helplessly, discussing or something, it was all a waste of time, just to save face for his life-saving benefactor.

Sure enough, Bai Sher came over with a little embarrassment: "Mr. Harrick, thank you for saving your life, but, but, but, we still can't-"

And so it was.

Just as Duck was about to say a few kind words to prevaricate, someone suddenly shouted, "Please wait a minute!"

Immediately afterward, many people shouted in confusion, "Pause, pause!

Darker and Blasher looked in amazement at the magical image that was playing, which had been playing. Now playing is a close-up view of the streets of Paghda, the capital of the Arab Empire.

"Please step back a little, step back a little, Holy Mosque, look at the Holy Mosque and the royal palace!"

Bai Sherqi said: "What happened to the Holy Mosque and the royal palace?"

The man was obviously more excited, and danced with his hands: "Quick, there's no time to explain, go back!"

Darke stepped back the magic image, "Here?"

"Yes, yes, yes, that's it, that's it!"

Duck stared at the image suspiciously, it was nothing, just a very ordinary Arab-style building, whether it was the Holy Mosque or the royal palace, there was a huge round and pointed dome.

"Behold, the outside world is not a sphere, it is not an ugly sphere!" shouted the man, pointing to the dome of the building, "we are right, the books that have been handed down are right!"

Duck suddenly remembered that Nehr's architectural style was completely different from the outside world, and although they all believed in the Mislanist religion, their architectural domes were all round like leather balls.

"Why do you have to make it like this? Lala, squeak. ”

Isabella was online and immediately replied: "Because the spherical shape is easier to support the magic shield, and the stomach juice of Kunshabi is dropped on the top of the head all day long, so the first thing Faroug and they did when they came in was to open the shield, so it became a tradition to pass down." Later, in the mouths of the Burkas, it became 'a ball since ancient times'. ”

"Oh, that's right. ”

"The Holy Mosque and the City Hall lied, they want to cover up the truth and make our children and grandchildren submit to their rule forever!"

"They want to cut off our ties with the outside world, erase all the glorious marks of our nation, and destroy our vigorous enterprising, independent and free spirit!"

"That's right! Even the "Tongtian Sutra" has to be burned, and there is nothing bastard to do!"

"Real, brutal, real world, but I like it, do you like it?"

"I would rather die in the blazing sun, buried in a roaring sandstorm, than like a pig or a dog, in a filthy and rancid city like a cattle pen!"

"Pagda, we're going to Pagda, even if it's the lowest level of hell!"

Before Bai Sher could say anything, someone came impatiently and asked Dark, "Excuse me, how many people can you take out?"