Overnight, the situation took a turn for the worse.

Hassan has gone from being a hero who leads the bullied to a dehumanizing executioner.

The port of Umlim, the seaside pearl of the Ala Empire, was ruthlessly crushed by him.

The violent flood not only destroyed half of the city, but also destroyed many docks and countless ships, large and small. Hundreds of chambers of commerce have lost their money.

The cry in the harbor shook the sky.

At the same time, many of the Mensaros applauded, believing that the great chief's revenge was enough to make the people of the earth fearful. But many more of them are expressing deep concern about the future.

With a mere 20,000 Mensalo, against the entire port of Umlim, and even against the entire earthly world, how can this be done!

Some people also find it strange that during the assault on the port of Umlim, did the great chief not show considerable restraint and wisdom? Why did a flood come out of nowhere? Could it be said that the restraint at that time was deliberately paralyzing the enemy?

Duck did two things, first, to spread the relationship between the Mensaros and Akbar's team through the original channels of contact with the Mensaro, how many people believed in this, only God knows, and the effect was minimal, but it was better than doing nothing, and second, to go all out and move all the Mensaros deeper into the earth.

Early the next morning, all the Holy Protectors who had blocked the entrance to the tunnel were withdrawn, and there was no longer any need for them to blockade them, and the people of Umlim Harbor, whose eyes were red with hatred, spontaneously organized themselves and took turns to blockade and monitor.

Several large chambers of commerce jointly issued a prize, one head of a Mensalo person, two thousand dinards, men, women, young and old.

The world of Mensaro is shrouded in a gloomy fog, and after the excitement of revenge has passed, there is panic and tension.

Dark's days were sad, but Murdez was relieved, and he was now refreshed and in good spirits.

"Brother Sherif, the Mensaro, this cancer that is parasitic on the body of the Arab is finally being eradicated. ”

Sheriv was a little distraught: "Well, yes, that's a good thing. ”

"It looks like you're still a little unconvinced, look outside, the people are spontaneously organizing patrols, every intersection, every open space, every minute and every second, there are people watching closely; the city defense team, which has been working hard, is now getting serious; the businessmen are enthusiastically donating - is this Hassan stupid? Give us such a good opportunity for no reason, haha!"

"However, there is now a theory that it was traitors, deserters among the Menzaro people, who planned the attack. Not directly related to the Mensalo. ”

Murdez stopped laughing and said seriously, "I'm sure so. At Hassan's level, it is impossible to make such a stupid move. However, no one cares about what the facts are now. What everyone cares about is that there are dead people, a lot of people have died! Someone has to be responsible for this, and who is responsible? The Menzaro people, all the Menzaro people. The people of the earth are already full of suspicion and hostility towards the Menzaro, and even the slightest disagreement will be projected to infinity, not to mention, the methods of those bastards have already exterminated humanity. ”

"In other words, even if it weren't for this incident, the two sides would have killed each other?"

"That's right, brother. All we have to do is give it a gentle push. ”

"That Hassan, it's really pitiful, he was a scapegoat for no reason. ”

"It's not all, who let him not control it strictly? Now, it is difficult for him to have a chance to turn the tables. In the future history books, he will be written as a tyrant, a faint king, a desperate, mad man. Unless ......"

"Unless what?"

"Unless the port is completely destroyed, and then he uses his magic power to save everyone, but how is that possible? Brother Sheriv, from this day onwards, the Mensaros will hide deeper into the ground to be rats, and they will not dare to show their heads again. The reconstruction and renovation of the port is up to you. ”

Sherif hurriedly stood solemnly: "Listen to your orders." ”

Murtiz laughed and said: "I am a soldier, I don't know anything about construction, except for the military camp and city defense, everything else will be handed over to you, this is a beautiful difference, brother, what kind of scraps are cold, don't forget to leave a bite for my brother - I am not hungry when I am full, and my brothers are looking forward to it." ”

"That's for sure. ”

"The blessings of Tohassan, the Bercas of the Holy Mosque, the city guards, the people, and even the unrighteous merchants will listen to us—after all, the Menzaro threat is still there, isn't it?"

"The next step is to—"

"Raise taxes. There is no strong army without money. ”

"But now the tax is already very high, and if the tax is raised, I am afraid that the merchants will ......."

"That's not a problem. The black marketeers have almost repaired it, and the only first-class merchants in the port are the two brothers, Zahab and Feida. They would be good agents. ”

"Agent, what do you mean—"

"In extraordinary times, big businessmen donate to support the army, and that's no problem. Even if you donate all your family property, you can still act as a surrogate. ”

"Please, please wait a minute, what do you mean, if I'm not mistaken, to let them donate all their possessions and then work for us?"

"Fantastic, that's it. ”

"No, no, my lord, this will ruin the rules of Umlim Harbor's commerce, and will make all the merchants turn against us!"

"This is the only chance, not now, when will it be? Money can only serve us if it is completely in our hands! Of course, this kind of thing, they will take the initiative to ask for it. ”

"Unsolicited request?"

"Faida's son Ibrahim, whose girlfriend is Assasin, is the culprit who assassinated Lord Chahari twice and blew up the Lofuran reservoir! ”

As soon as Murdez finished speaking, the guards announced: "Report, Mr. Feida has asked to see him and wants to come and talk about donating his family property." ”

Murdez laughed.

With a bang, Ibrahim was woken up by a bucket of cold water.

The sharp pain instantly took over his brain, and he bit his lip to prevent himself from making a sound.

One of his legs had been broken, six of his ten fingernails had been screwed off, his chest was still scorched with a soldering iron, and the deep whip marks on his back were covered with a layer of salt frost, which was already numb with pain.

The world is close in front of you, and far away.

A big strong hand grabbed him by the hair and shook it: "Bastard, say, where is the female cousin?"

"I don't know. ”

A heavy punch hit him in the stomach, and Ibrahim retched - the contents of his stomach had long since been vomited.

"She's not...... My girlfriend ......"

The jailer grinned, dragged over an iron table, pressed one of his hands on the table, and picked up a hammer: "What a tough guy." I just like you. Nail pulling is not good, please eat pancakes. ”

With a muffled thud, the first section of Ibrahim's right little finger was smashed into a bloody mass of meat sauce.

Ibrahim let out a heart-rending roar.

"Cool, you bastard? Do you know my son is dead? He's only six years old, he's a good student, he's a good student, he's a good song, and I often carry him here and there to play - he's dead!" the jailer said incoherently, crying and laughing, "It's okay, it's okay! You've got nine fingers and ten toes, let's play slowly!"

There was a creak and a bang on the door behind him, and another person was tied up and kicked in.

Ibrahim lifted his blue, swollen eyes and saw that it was Royce.

Royce was in better condition, his torn clothes were new, and he shouted, "It's not fair, I'm an honest foreign businessman, why arrest me?"

The man behind Royce laughed: "Just because you are a foreign merchant, you moths lying on the body of the empire to suck blood - hang it up and beat me!"

With a leather whip that cut his head and covered his face, Royce was very stiff and silent.

After beating him, the man said: "Heretic, let you know who you should hate in hell, Lao Tzu is Lord Murdez's staff Amara, hand over the recipe for that chocolate." ”

"Dreaming. I am a native of Doland, a citizen of the Kingdom of Nuevo Tennotiran, a lawful merchant, and have the right to keep trade secrets and to be treated fairly!

Yamara patted him in the face with a whip: "Hand over the recipe, I can treat you to coffee." ”

"Your country...... No, is that how your port treats foreign merchants, especially, a merchant with a charter!"

"What about the charter? You're just a dog with a collar on your hand, and you're still stubborn here? All your possessions, including your workshop, your acquired property, and your valuables, are owned by the Umlim Cathar Headquarters. The only thing you have a chance to keep now is your little life. ”

"This is the act of a barbarian! I protest! I will appeal to the Chamber of Commerce of the Kingdom of New Tennotirán!"

"Well, stay with the formula, and I'll give you a chance to run and appeal. It's not easy for your savage country to know the charter, let me guess, how many times can the little savages bark for your dog?"

Royce was silent for a moment and said, "Yes, I can hand over the formula, but I want to ensure the safety of my family, entourage, and business partners!"

Ibrahim on the side glanced at Royce gratefully, and shook his head slowly, meaning, Murtaiz is determined to rectify us, you can't bear it, save yourself first.

Sure enough, Yamara said, "It's really a matter of meeting conditions," and with a snap of the whip, there was another blood mark on Royce's body, "Only your family and retinue." Got it?"

"Thank you so much. Finally, are you sure you want to do it, even if it might provoke strong protests and retaliation?"

Amara laughed, "You're threatening me? ”

"I want to remind you that even if there is a recipe, there are no raw materials, and it can't be made!"

"Of course we can sell it to other countries at a high price, such as the Kingdom of Doland?"

"Shameless, shameless!"

"Thanks for the compliment, let's go, go and write down the recipe you know honestly!"