"You're strong, a lot stronger than last time."

Khareddin was naked and unarmed, but his large puff fan hand firmly wrapped around Burtha's slender neck, completely dominating the powerful silencer.

"But far from being able to kill me, even me on land."

Although two terrible wounds had been cut on her arm, he did not crush her tiny neck, and finally let Bulsa go.

"I didn't want to kill you, I do think I've improved my skills a lot, so I want to test it." Bulsa said as she went to retrieve the sword she had been shot away by Hyreddin, one fell to the ground, and the other plunged right into the woman under Hyreddin, "I'm sorry." ”

Bulsha mentally assessed the strength of Hayreddin, which seemed inferior to the true choice of the Pope, and the same was true to the demigod lich, but this was on land.

Even with the full strength of the Darkday Electorate, she would not be able to kill the giant druid, unless she was willing to sacrifice herself.

Of course, she was unwilling to sacrifice herself, and neither was her master, and with great difficulty, His Majesty found a servant who combined enough memory and mind.

"Why excuse me, for the sake of this inconsequential Princess Hassf? You don't have to. For you to kill me, you won't. Hayreddin waved his hand, telling the belated guards not to move.

He was able to withstand Bursha's attack in that situation just now, and now it is not a problem.

"I didn't want to kill you, it's just a friendly contest, an opportunity to promote each other and improve together." Bulsa repeated it again, of course, she still had to stick to her story, and she behaved with great calmness and sincerity. "Killing you will not do my master Sultan Hurem, who has often said that it is a gift from the Lord of the Stars and Moon that His Majesty the Caliph can have your service."

"Being able to serve His Majesty the Caliph is also a gift from the Lord of the Stars and Moon." Hayreddin looked at Bursha. Slightly doubting her judgment, the blow that this woman had just hit was indeed full of aggression, but her emotions really did not have any flaws, and Hyreddin did not feel any hostility and murderous aura.

Although Hareddin is a druid, he is close to the legendary druid after all, and he grew up among pirates, he has seen all kinds of lies, and he has a very high ability to read words and colors.

But he wasn't good enough to see through the deception that Ciric had personally given him.

And he couldn't just kill a "hermit", one of Sultan Xurem's most important allies. Although I have been working with this organization for many years.

In fact, since his brother's time, they have been working with the Yama Hermitage to obtain supplies through this mysterious organization, sell stolen goods, fight their designated business counterparts, and so on.

And the Mt. Shan Monastery also offers a variety of support, from remodeling pirate ships. Provide secret supplies and merchant ship intelligence, to provide the Belt and Road Party to open key gates for them.

This partnership is a classic win-win. He and his brother became masters of Algiers, the pirate kings of the Mediterranean, from which the Jews earned endless money and power.

But in this kind of cooperation, the other party has never revealed its heels and goals, and Hayreddin and his brother have always thought that the other party is just a relatively powerful business alliance, and they only cooperate to make profits.

Until recently. It was only through this not-so-cautious Bulsha that he finally learned a little about the inside story and grand plans of this mysterious organization.

He was reluctant to kill her like that.

That's why Bulsha dared to do it, she knew that even if she failed, Hayreddin wouldn't necessarily kill her.

Of course, there is indeed a half-and-half-chance, and Hayreddin will kill himself in desperation. That's a necessary risk, isn't it?

"I hope you have brought me good news this time." Hayreddin didn't kill her, "I need reinforcements and supplies, especially nutrients. ”

Pirates are very dependent on nutrients, as they generally do not rely on armor.

"You have consumed more than a thousand Janissrid soldiers in Tunisia and still have not been able to rule Tunisia, and there are many voices in Istanbul that are questioning you, and you will not be able to get support until you resume your raids on Sicily and Naples." Bulsha refused very simply.

This is a very unusual thing, and generally speaking, the Jews always use money to open the way first.

Even though the financial pressure on Sultan Xurem to form his own fleet was very high, Xurem still promised Hayreddin 10,000 thalers of supplies, but Bursha withheld the money.

"Not to mention that my subordinates are fighting in Tunisia, and there are a dozen of the best captains, with nearly a thousand of their subordinates, in the port of Benghazi, to serve your Sultan of Xurem!" Hayreddin yelled, "At this time, how are you going to let me fucking attack Sicily and Naples?" ”

"It's your problem." Bursa said proudly, "I have come this time to bring you great news, Sultan Xurem has decided, give you a chance to pledge allegiance to her, Your Highness Khareddin, you are really lucky this time!" ”

"You want me to take refuge in the Lord of the End of All Things? It will not do you any good, my subordinates will doubt me and distrust me. Hayreddin misunderstood what Bursa meant, "No matter how much money I have, I can't give up my existing faith." ”

While the Hasf family still controls parts of Tunisia, there are some die-hard tribes who are adamant about not swearing allegiance to Hayreddin.

But the undeniable fact is that Hayreddin has established a new power on the southern shores of the Mediterranean.

He now controls most of Algeria and most of Tunisia, hundreds of pirate ships, and tens of thousands of pirates are at his command.

Far from the coastline, those nomadic herders also respected him, unlike Wu Xin, who had to use all kinds of manpower and material resources to use all kinds of means, and always watched out for civil strife.

This is the popularity that he and his brother have accumulated over the decades, and it is also the general environment of the Star and Moon Sect that prevails on the southern shore of the Mediterranean.

There was no way he could convert to Jerkos, and the ambitious captains would surely tear him apart.

"The Lord of the End of All Things, the God of the Past who has lost his authority and does not even have a nation that believes in Him?" Bulsha seemed to be genuinely surprised, "You can continue to believe in your King of the Deep." ”

The King of the Deep is a common belief among pirates.

This time she was still not obviously lying, but it was different than usual. Just the right amount to convince Hayreddin that he could see through this woman's lies.

Bulsha said again: "Sultan Xurem wants you to owe allegiance to her!" ”

Sultan Hurrem simply wanted Hayreddin to support his son's accession to the throne, and Bulsa deliberately misinterpreted Sultan Hurrem's meaning and concealed her bid.

Although her words were arrogant, Hayreddin did not turn his face immediately: "It's not impossible to want my support, I want supplies, and my son Hassan needs to be properly arranged." ”

Hayreddin can kill a bloody path with a single knife and a shot. Keeping his brother's position, he also asked and expected his son to do so, but as a father, he was still quietly paving the way for him.

"You won't get anything! Your son will receive nothing unless you swear allegiance to Sultan Xurem! Bulsha was arrogant at first, and then turned the other cheeks, "But if you are loyal to Sultan Hum, you will soon be overwhelmed by a tidal wave of supplies." And your most important concerns will also be resolved, and your position is unshakable. And your son can inherit not only your fleet, but also all your territories in Algiers and Tunisia! ”

This condition was much more favorable than that of Sultan Xurem, who only dared to promise that the son of Hareddin could inherit half of his power, either a fleet at sea or a territory on land.

Hyreddin's face sank completely, and Bulsha's revised condition was completely devoid of any sincerity.

It is difficult for Hayreddin himself to control both the Barbary pirates and the land territory, which is already too large. Especially after the death of the demon prince who held him back, the upper echelons of the Ottoman Empire had become extremely distrustful of him.

He was starting to lose even basic supplies. However, the messenger sent by Sultan Xurem promised such a large piece of bread, which can only be said that the other party has no intention of fulfilling his promise.

"I'll take your master's advice seriously." Hyreddin waved his hand, signaling that he wasn't going to talk anymore.

"Any shirk is an insult to Sultan Xurem!" Bulsa continued, "You are nothing more than a lowly pirate, relying on your brother's legacy to have a little power in the Mediterranean. Now the mother of the future caliph, Xurem Xudan gives you a chance to be loyal to her, which is a rare blessing for you for several lifetimes. ”

Hayreddin's lieutenant and several cronies of the captain all got the news at this time and came to Hyreddin's bedroom.

They happened to hear Bulsha speak of their power without shame.

Although Hayreddin was able to control the situation, he suffered a lot of injuries after all. How can they really not come as subordinates.

Among them were Captain Turgut and Armin the Brain Drinker.

Amin watched Bursha speak to Hayreddin in a commanding manner, and his heart was extremely anxious, he was a person from Sultan Xurem, and at the same time he was very happy in Tunisia during this time, the most worthless thing in the troubled times is human life, this ogre has eaten all kinds of human brains recently, Amin picked up the woman who was stabbed through the chest by Bursha, but was not dead, and chewed her skull in one bite.

He very much hoped that Hayreddin would be able to get along with Sultan Xurem.

"You woman really don't know how high the sky is and how deep the sea is!" However, not everyone thinks so, Captain Turgut is a close confidant of Hayreddin, of course, he has to speak for Khareddin, "His Majesty the Caliph is the projection of the Lord of the Stars and Moon on the earth, and His Highness is the projection of His Majesty the Caliph in the Mediterranean, and His Highness Khareddin is loyal to the Caliph, and only to the Caliph!" ”

"We owe only allegiance to the Caliph! Not loyal to the woman. ”

"If you don't send us supplies, we won't even give the caliph face!"

Bulsha raised the cicada-wing knife in his hand and pointed at all the pirates defiantly: "You are just a bunch of lowly criminals, dirty pirates, and the lives of 20,000 pirates are not worth a word from Sultan Rem." Without the supplies of the Ottoman Empire, and without the loan given to you by Sultan Humrem, you would have all been hanged by the emperor. ”

Hayreddin felt that he had somewhat understood what was going on, and that Sultan Shrem was deliberately showing strength by being extremely tough.

Of course, he knew the difficult situation of Sultan Xurem in the current court struggle, and the more critical the situation, the more he could not show weakness.

Hayreddin had intended to keep as far distance as possible from the palace fight in Istanbul, after all, whoever was the caliph would need his fleet.

But in the current situation, he thought that maybe it would not be a bad thing to step on this nasty group of Jews and sell one to Prince Mustafa?

"Quiet, quiet." Khareddin calmed his restless men, and then asked, "If I do realize my lowliness, how can I serve the cause of Sultan Hurem?" ”

"Hmph." Bulsa smiled with satisfaction, she raised her chin high, and said in a commanding voice, "First of all, you must send a competent man to the port of Benghazi, who must have the ability and prestige to drive the pirates there to attack Benghazi with all their might, and when His Highness Baziyed's fleet arrives, make sure that the castle has not fallen, but is extremely vulnerable. ”

………………

While Bursa was in Tunisia for a friendly exchange with Khareddin, Wu Xin had just finished an exchange with a nomadic tribe.

"No one escaped, did they?" Wu Xin listened to the cries of women and children and was hesitating.

"In total, more than thirty captives were captured, and no one escaped." Galileh was reporting to Wu Xin, "This place has a good natural environment, and in time, it may be able to develop into a small town." ”

On the north shore of the Black Continent, the so-called good environment is that there is a fjord and a stable freshwater well.

"Prisoners are not allowed to be divided privately, but they are all brought with them." Wu Xin didn't care about this, he asked again, "Are you sure no one escaped?" ”

If these captives can keep up with the team, and Wu Xin also breaks the encirclement of the port of Benghazi, they will be auctioned off at the port of Benghazi, and Wu Xin fails, then their fate is only known to God.

As for not being able to keep up with the team, it goes without saying.

Wu Xin was not cruel enough to kill all the captives directly, nor was he so lenient that if they couldn't keep up with the team, he would send pack beasts to take them.

"Sure no, Da Wang's sense of smell is very keen." Galilei's flesh-ripping dragon not only has a keen sense of smell, but also has a strong explosive power, and in short runs, camels can catch up, "Didn't live up to your diamonds?" ”

Because the combat effectiveness of the scout team was very strong, Wu Xin did not wait for the large army to launch an attack on this tribe that might reveal their whereabouts, and the nomads did not expect that the enemy of a dozen people was actually so strong.

Galilei is quite proud, and his flesh-ripping dragon is indeed powerful, even Steglenberg, who is considered strong in the "Hardcore" rank, is no match for him.

Wu Xin felt that among the warriors in his camp, only Cassano had won the meat ripping dragon.

And this is still a strong dialogue, in terms of fighting weak enemies, even Cassano may not be able to match it, its claws, tail, and teeth are all weapons, and it is very well coordinated, and it can attack several enemies at the same time in a turn.

And with a thick skin, he is not afraid of those ordinary weapons at all, and he is a real tiger into the flock.

If it weren't for the need for total annihilation, Wu Xin's fireball technique, plus this flesh-ripping dragon would be enough to destroy a tribe of less than a hundred people like this, and there would be no need for the help of other soldiers at all.

Of course, Wu Xin couldn't boost Galilei's arrogance: "It's not a good thing to kill these nomads, and when I see the pirates, I won't know if you are worth so much money." ”

"Haha, just wait." Galileh was confident. (To be continued.) )