"The way of Jihad, created by the sages, is divided into four categories: heart, tongue, hand, and sword. In turn, it corresponds to the sharpening of the soul, the spread of the tongue, the labor of ** and the promotion of the Tao with the sword. He also set five merits for every believer who follows the first cause to follow. He made what was once a boy grow into a man. Let those who were once slaves grow into warriors. From the depths of the barren and cruel desert, an unstoppable terrifying force has been slain, and the blood marks carved between the worlds will never fade......"

The current Muhati does not know what the above future people will say about him. After secretly publicizing it to the most core soldiers, he recruited his follower, Bangash. The former thief was not good at fighting, but his luck was surprisingly good, and after two battles, he was only slightly injured. []

Hearing that Muhadi had left him alone to tell him what was important after withdrawing from the crowd, Gash looked excited, and he rubbed his hands together with an expression of eagerness.

"According to my orders, soldiers are not allowed to loot spoils of war after the war, have they done this?"

Gash didn't expect that Muhadi had left him to ask about this, but he was taken aback, thinking that the other party had violated military discipline. "Of course not, sir. All the soldiers are to follow your instructions and hand in the looted supplies for statistics and then distribute them uniformly. There is absolutely no violation of military discipline!"

"What about the captives, what have you done with the captives?" the boy asked again.

"Most of them are going to be killed by the elves," Gash squeezed out a bitter face, "they came to us to ask for people, and we can't give them away." Everyone knows that you have an unusual relationship with that, that, and in short, that female elf. Moreover, we did not have spare supplies to feed the captives, and no one knew how long the sandstorm would last. ”

Thinking about the custom of the elves killing prisoners, Muhadi felt a little headache. After all, those who are killed are also humans, and even if they are sold to slave traders, it is better than being killed. "And what about the chiefess, the one named Medici. ”

"No one dares to kill her, after all, she is a prisoner of your own and belongs to your property. Some of the elves tried to ride her, but we drove them away. "Now she's locked up in a hole in that trading post." Everyone is, since she is a chief, she must know the inside information of many enemies, and if she tortures her, she will definitely gain a lot. ”

"I do have that in mind, but there's one more thing I want you to do. ”

Gash put on a face that was ready to go out of his way, "No matter what you command, my lord." ”

"Go to Fahd, and Fatoumah, and have them wait for me in my room. After I had interrogated the chiefess of the Crazy Horse tribe, I went to discuss important matters with them. ”

"Understood!" Gash commanded, taking three steps backwards before turning to leave.

When he infiltrated the trading post posing as a traveler, Muhadi was imprisoned in this bottomless hole. When he stood here again, he actually became an interrogator, and fate sometimes did have a great sense of humor.

The sandstorm enveloped the trading post, known as Baider, which not only greatly affected people's visibility, but also caused a layer of fine sand to accumulate on the ground. At this time, it must be very uncomfortable to be trapped in a big hole.

Muhadi stood at the top of the pit, feeling the captive below. Two days of not eating or drinking had apparently failed to break this stubborn enemy, and she was furious, as could be felt in her thoughts.

Even the most stubborn foes can be spiritually destroyed, that's a maxim practiced by psychic magicians. But Muhadi is not experienced enough, he does not have such profound powers, he may be able to use psionic power to make a person crazy, but that will not cure it. A great psychic warlock like Lyra, who is all-powerful and has lived for an unknown number of years, can reshape people's souls like playing with mud.

Muhadi bent down to pick up a rock from the ground and threw it at the perceived position. With a whoosh, the captive caught the stone and threw it again, faster than when he threw it down.

The boy turned his head away from the stone and shouted below, "I believe I've caught your attention. ”

There was no answer from the bottom of the cave, but Muhathir didn't mind and went on talking to himself. "It seems that the lack of water is affecting your ability to speak, but it doesn't matter, you just need to have ears. ”

"Two days ago, your army was routed by me here, your warriors were slaughtered, and the rest were enslaved......"

"Defeated by you?" said the woman at the bottom of the cave with a sneered three times in a hoarse voice, "That power doesn't come from you, does it? If you can really do that, then you should have done it a long time ago, why sacrifice your own people as bait?!"

"Those mages in Tyre are hiding in the shadows to help you, you cowards, I should have cut off your head with a knife instead of just piercing your heart. ”

"Stupid logic, if I really had any mages to help, I could have ordered them to fight back your people early in the morning, so why risk your own lives. Muhadi retorted in a disapproving tone, "But I'm not here to argue with you about this." I want to know how many people are left in your settlement?"

The bottom of the cave was silent, Mediki's will was so strong that even Muhati could not detect her exact thoughts.

"You know how elves deal with captives, and you should know how good psychic magicians are at digging into the secrets of people's hearts. Muhadi threatened her, "You can sue me now, or after all the torture you have been through, you can sue me again." It's not a big difference for me, but for you, it's a big difference, isn't it?"

"Before you get any information from me, I'm going to kill myself. A firm female voice came from the bottom of the cave, and there was not a trace of wavering.

"Don't forget the power of a psychic mancer!" how can a man who can't even control his own limbs commit suicide?" Muhadi smiled at the other man's answer. "It's no longer young, but that doesn't mean you're no longer attractive. Some elves covet your body, and maybe I can get them what they want. After that, there will always be slave traders who will be willing to buy you, are you willing to let this qiē live?"

"You're underestimating me, Psychic Warlock. "The people at the bottom of the cave were not intimidated by the threat. "I can kill myself by holding my breath just by will, and you can't help me. ”

Muhati thinks this is too exaggerated, but there are many illogical things in this world, and his own spiritual energy is one of them, and he can't conclude that the other party must be exaggerating.

"Since you have this ability, you have lived until now. I guess you're not expecting someone to save you. Muhati teased, "In this cruel world, there are things you can't let go." As a psychic man, I'll find it. ”

The boy hadn't decided what to do with the enemy who had almost killed him, and seeing that it wasn't too early, he left the cave and went to the elves to discuss his next move.

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