Chapter 174: Goodbye, Old Times (1)

"The situation is critical, and it has reached a life-and-death point. ”

Saron's face sank as water, pacing back and forth in the room. Two of his men stood in front of him, they had never seen Saron, who had always been calm and composed, so worried.

"My lord, what's wrong?"

"Have you heard of Alibaba?"

"Wiped out the Alibaba group in the city of Bawuda?"

"Not only that, but they subdued the sand bandits, slaughtered the giant antlion, leveled the underground library of Mensaro, and conquered the city of Dorihachi, and their leader was that Hassan. ”

The two men looked at each other: "Black Lion Hassan, the hero of the Ara who single-handedly repelled the fleet of Nova Tenotiran, and now he and his lackeys are arrogant, but what does this have to do with us?"

"He's right here. ”

The two were shocked: "What?"

"He goes by the pseudonym Harriq and is now the defense chief of New Paghda; The Black Prison Princess, the commander of the Black Prison Guards who we had high hopes of being able to compete with the former Nehr City Guards, was Hassan's mistress. ”

One of his subordinates did not give up: "My lord, is this news reliable?"

"I've read Bai Sher's official document, and the word Ali Baba group appears in it. You say, apart from the Ali Baba Regiment, what other Arabic force can use the pitiful resources of the Black Prison to form a guard army against the entire city in a few days? How did this fantastic steel fortress city come to be? Could it be that Farug has been resurrected?"

"Is it possible that he did this on purpose to mislead us?"

"He couldn't invent the word Alibaba. ”

"So, my lord, what do we do?"

Luckily, Hassan and his mistress were not here. Once they come back and reveal our identity as Julias, we will die without a place to bury. Decisive steps must be taken now to turn the tide and let everyone know that only I, the Julia, am the one who can save them from the chaos. ”

Salon's grim gaze swept over the faces of the two: "Another coup d'Γ©tat." Kill Bai Sher and his staff group, and tell the former captain of the city guard, Selim, that the administrative bureaucrats want to ride on the heads of meritorious officials to make a fortune, but I can't stand it, so I kill them, and from now on, New Paghdad will be under military control, and the soldiers will be directly in power! No soldier will refuse this proposal!"

"However, in just ten days, there have been several coups here, will the people support us?"

"I can't care so much now, and when Hassan comes back, it's all over. Now, at once invite Bai Sher to come to a meeting, then detain him and declare him a traitor. Invite Captain Sailim to preside over the overall situation. Fast. ”

The face of his hand was embarrassed: "Can ...... In such a short period of time, the brothers were scattered in some important places, and it was really impossible to mobilize manpower. ”

"Now it's the key point, we have to take control of the big picture before Hassan returns, even if we let Selim and them come up, and then find a way. Bassher is a civil official, and as soon as he enters this door, I can clean him up myselfβ€”he doesn't know anything about it, and he has a good chance of success. Even, without alarming the people, the matter can be solved silently. ”

The subordinate immediately said: "Don't worry, my lord, we will follow to the death!"

"Now, go and ask for Bacher. ”

As soon as Sarong's words fell, the guards at the door announced: "The governor of New Paghda, Baisher, is visiting!"

"How many?"

"Two, he and his servants. ”

The three of them were taken aback, and the two of them were happy, but Salong frowned: "Let him in." ”

Dressed in civilian clothes and looking as usual, Bai Sher greeted him with a smile when he saw Saron, who hurriedly returned the salute.

The two sides sat down, and Saron spoke, "I wonder what advice the Governor has?"

"Nehr has been destroyed in the turmoil - the Holy Mosque and the town hall have been destroyed, the shield has been broken, and most of the buildings have been destroyed by the acid meteor, is it not too much to say that it will be destroyed?"

Saron nodded.

Bai Sher said: "So, the two of us, a small clerk and an outsider, can sit here and talk about the future and fate of more than 20,000 people, which is all made by the death of our predecessors, the god of fate, in this way played a joke with us that should be laughed at but can't laugh." Where New Pagda is going, where we are going, is the most important thing at the momentβ€”I can't control the others for the time being, but I, Lord Sarong, how about I fight for it, and arrange my cell more decently?"

Sharon was stunned: "Why did the Governor say that?"

Bai Sher laughed: "Lord Saron, don't pretend, you pretended to be here from the outside, and from yesterday to today, are you tired? Let's be honest, your plan is very good, first use the Black Prison incident to overturn the Holy Mosque, then use the people to overthrow the city hall, and finally use Harik - no, Lord Hassan to suppress the former City Guard Captain Selim, interlocking, step by step to push yourself to the pinnacle of power, except for misjudging the identity of the Black Prison Princess and Lord Hassan, there is no last resort. With just a dozen Julias, it is truly amazing that they can do this step in the belly of the sandworms that have been operated by the Ara people for more than 300 years. ”

The old bottom was exposed, and Saron was not annoyed, leaning back, leaning back comfortably in the back of the chair: "Yes, you are right. My dream is to achieve the revival of the kingdom of Judea, which I want at all costs, and which no one can stop. As for personal scheming and luck, it's not worth mentioning. ”

"You are a true patriot. And, since you entered the city, you've done a lot for the people. For example, in the relocation of New Paghda, most of the city hall officials made shrunken turtles, and if you didn't raise your arms, I don't know how many innocent people would have died. ”

"Although I don't like sycophants, this statement is true. So you'll get the best coffee in your cell. ”

"I like the super-thick kind," said Blascher, who did not seem to feel the slightest remorse for the stupidity he had sent to the door, "It is an unthinkable thing to live in the belly of a sandworm for three hundred years, and no matter what others think, I must get out." That's where I start everything I do. ”

"I think there are not a few people who choose this way. ”

"Yes, otherwise there wouldn't be an organization like the Bright Eye. In fact, most people have been mentally prepared for this for a long time, but it is because of the fear of the unknown world and the breaking of tradition that they silently endure it. The arrival of Lord Hassan was an opportunity for Nehr to change. Perhaps, even if he didn't come, sooner or later something else would turn around. ”

"Let's be straight, what do you want? If it's life, that's fine, and I can even reserve a few positions for you. ”

"No, no, no, we never ask anyone for our lives, the Holy Mosque is like this, the City Hall is like this, and now, you, too. ”

As he spoke, he stood up and walked to the window and made a "please" gesture to Saron. Saron got up and walked over to him.

Pointing to the boxy, silver-glowing metal buildings outside the window, "Because of these." ”

"These?"

"Yes. I have thought more than once that in ten days, a dozen people, quietly built an impregnable fortress, a fortress that can protect 20,000 people from aliens. What kind of miracle will it create if such production capacity is placed in peacetime and in the warm breeze under the bright sun!"

Saron didn't speak, and Bai Sher continued: "Of course, the outside world will be more complicated and more problematic than this, but with such power, with the ambition to change the world, and with an unwavering leader, what myth can't be created? You must feel that power, right?"

Saron bowed slightly: "A three-hundred-year-old prisoner has such insight, I still underestimate the Arabis too much." Yes, my purpose is to use this power to rebuild the kingdom of Great Judah and take revenge on the Arabis. So, I have to hold Kunshabi in my hands. The stronger this power, the better my chances of success. ”

"Let's sit down and talk about the conditions," said Bai Sher, sitting down on his own, "Eyes of Light and all those who want to leave, and then, you can rightfully become the supreme leader here, and do whatever you want." That's my bottom line, how?"

Saron smiled: "I haven't heard of the bottom line laid out at the beginning of the negotiations. You don't want to talk about it. ”

"No, because you and I have no time to waste, the people cannot afford another coup d'Γ©tat, and if you don't want to rule a real mob that rebels every day, you should consider our opinion carefully. ”

"I'm curious. ”

"Curious about what?"

"You don't have a single soldier by your side now, where does this enigmatic composure and confidence come from?"

"It's very simple, you can't refuse the conditions we offer, but you are dispensable to us - this may damage your dignity, I apologize to you." ”

Salon looked up to the sky and laughed, suddenly leaned down, and said viciously: "I will dominate you now, and then, everyone will have to cooperate with me!

"Oh, don't forget Lord Hassan. ”

"Don't tell me you're only smart at this level. There are no more than two desert scorpions in one cave. The puppet Serim will never allow an outsider to steal his power! Hassan's fame is great on the outside, but here it is almost zero, everything he does is a secret operation, and if I push it lightly, Selim will turn against him. ”

"You're definitely the most venomous scorpion I've ever seen, well, when it comes to conspiracy, I'm willing to give in, but I've heard that people who are good swimmers always drown, and if they are used too much, they will inevitably leave some fatal mistakes. ”

"Thank you for reminding me, excuse me, what's that?"

"I'll introduce you to an old friend. ”

"Who?"

Bai Sher slapped his hands lightly, and the servant he had left at the door pushed the door in.

Salong asked suspiciously, "...... is he?"

The old servant took off his hat and face covering, revealing a stiff, iron-blue face.

Salon was startled and fell into the chair: "You, how could it be you?"