Chapter Twenty-Eight: An Expected Ambush

For three days, Bahrain and Nazanin lived in a small world of their own in an isolated hut. But the outside world has changed dramatically.

The day after Nazanin's abduction, the great god Abu Nazir openly led his private army to attack the Great Citadel of Tigbes, successfully taking Muhammad and four of his students away.

At the same time, Abu's son, Basad al-Nazir, foresaw his father's treasonous plot and was given the opportunity to perform meritorious service in Sultan Hakim, leading his troops in pursuit.

In the end, he succeeded in defeating Abu's private army and re-imprisoned Muhammad and five others. Abu managed to escape from the battlefield under the cover of private troops.

Basad escorted the five back to the royal city, publicly inherited all the patriarchs of the Nazir family, expelled his father Abu Nazir from the family, and swore to kill his father to repay the country.

Sultan Hakim, who had finished checking the report in the palace, smiled coldly, his sharp eyes narrowed into a slit, but a dangerous light flashed through the gap.

The world-famous god of war, the father, disappeared with the elite under his command, leaving the son of the rising star to continue to be loyal to the royal family. I can't fight or kill me, I'm going to kill my father to serve the country, so I don't have any way to calculate. ”

This plan was made by Abu after careful consideration, and after being awakened by his own son, Abu immediately showed his calculating side. Eggs can't just be put in one basket.

Let the young son stay in the royal city and continue to be loyal to the royal family. And the powerful world himself disappeared with the elite world, faintly threatening the royal regime from the shadows. If the rebels gain power, they will directly join the rebels and use themselves as bargaining chips to keep their family bloodline. If the rebels lose power, he can also contain the royal family from another side, so that the royal family does not dare to act rashly.

And the son who remained in the royal city was not in danger of his life as long as he Abu did not die for a day. Even if he died, he could enter the royal city overnight by his henchmen, and notify the whole family to enter the Xingchen Sea Embassy before the news leaked and obtain political asylum. And the elite who stay outside can be used as the foundation for the revival of the family.

Of course, his son is not stupid, and it is not impossible for the Nazir family to regain power in a short period of time under the operation of the two fathers and sons, and the huge network resources accumulated over the long years are under the operation of the two fathers and sons.

You must know that the rest of the Golden Family will not sit idly by and watch the Nazir Family decline, and the Golden Family will be prosperous and prosperous, and all of them will be lost.

The morning sun shone through the window, and Bahrain hugged Nazanin from behind, and a small half of the white blanket had fallen to the ground, revealing the woman's smooth skin, and there was still a trace of high, post-tide afterglow on her face.

Bahrain, who had completed the witchcraft construction last night, met with Jonathan individually, in exchange for Earl's pardon agreement for the two of them and thanks to the Chamber of Commerce's involvement in the terrorist attack case.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the Golden Council's Bureau of Justice delivered the pardon agreement to Jonathan's lawyer in the Sea of Stars, and Bahrain not only got his freedom, but also learned of the current location of Raymond's seclusion!

The CIA's Edgar intelligence station, which had been under pressure, immediately launched an emergency operation, and at the same time, the two Bahraini men got dressed, wore black hoods on their heads, and were escorted by rebel soldiers to leave the hut where they had been under house arrest for three days.

The two men were not removed from their hoods until they entered the fully enclosed carriage. By the dim glow of the windlamps on the roof of the car, Balin took over the equipment from the expressionless rebel soldiers.

A standard wand from the Tower of Babel, two hand crossbows, and two bags of arrows. It's just that the communication crystal has not been returned, which is also expected in Bahrain.

In the past three days, not only have court political dramas been staged in the royal city, but there has also gradually been a tendency to split among the rebels. Some young people, especially energetic young people of the Young Zhuang faction, were gradually infiltrated by extremist religious forces and began to gather around Jamal and others, and only the old moderates, scholars, and former Kingdom officials who really wanted to reform the country remained on Jonathan's side.

It is not difficult to understand that the moderates, who are dominated by rational thinking, will never work with extremist religions, and it can even be said that the two are natural enemies in the first place, but the two are rigidly pulled together.

In terms of strength, the extremist religious sect is far weaker than the moderate one, but they can give up their lives for the sake of the so-called faith. They are the real terrorists.

Over the course of three days, dissatisfied with the perfunctory attitude of Jonathan and others towards the rescue of the Grand Sage of Muhammad, and dissatisfied with the cowardly behavior of Jonathan and others in negotiating a compromise with the Golden Council, a group called the Muslim Alliance for the Defense of the Truth quietly sprang up among the rebels.

Escorted by soldiers of the Free Civil Guard (later the Moderate Rebels), the carriage carrying Bahrain slowly drove along the desolate old road, where clusters of dry yellow grass grew on the yellow gravel ground. The craggy and steep rocks make the road twist and turn, like a long snake that winds its way.

Entering this rocky land, the escorted Free Civil Guard also looked nervous. Not only did the two Bahrainis fear that the young thugs would attack them after the infiltration of religious extremism, but the soldiers of the Free Civil Guard were also deeply wary of their former comrades, who had drifted away.

The Free Civil Guard slowed the speed of the carriage and pressed close to each other, shields in hand to protect most of their bodies, alerting the cracks in the rocks around them.

The leading Free Guard officer suddenly stopped, and made a quick gesture to stop the group behind him from moving on. Slowly leaning down to look at the ground a few feet away, a drop of sweat dripping down his forehead.

When he really saw the front clearly, the officer only felt a tingling sensation all over his body, and cold sweat rushed out of his back.

"Hidden" He only had time to utter a heart-rending warning before he leaned to the left, ready to run into the nearest crack in the rock.

There was a boom, and a few seconds after the officer's warning, a violent explosion erupted on the road. Several soldiers near the blast site, as well as two pack horses pulling carts, were killed instantly in the explosion. The violent shock wave spread, knocking the crowd and carriage behind to the ground.

Shouts of killing came from the rocks on both sides, and a thug with a long sword dodged out of the crack and rushed down.

Bahrain struggled to get out of the carriage, and was in shambles as far as the eye could see. Several soldiers who approached the site of the explosion had become bloody corpses. The two pack horses also suffered a blow to the head and died.

The front of the wooden carriage was blown to tatters, and the tarpaulin covering the carriage was already burning, emitting billowing foul-smelling smoke.

Many of the soldiers in the back were also scarred all over their bodies, some fell to the ground and wailed in pain, and some leaned on the carriages and gritted their teeth to endure. Many people were pierced in their arms and thighs by broken pieces of wood that had been blown into the blood donations and flowed cross-sectionally.

There were faint shouts of killing in the buzzing ears, but they couldn't really hear it at all. Supporting his groggy head, Balin leaned back into the carriage and grabbed Nazanin's feet and dragged him outward.

The woman in the carriage, whose forehead had been broken, also struggled with all her hands and feet, and squeezed out. Bursts of smoke drifted in, making both of them unable to open their eyes and coughing at the same time. Nazanin's eyes were even red, and tears and snot flowed out in unison.

Finally, before the carriage could burn completely, the woman was pulled out. It was only at this time that Balin and the others recovered from the violent concussion, and the murderous thug with a long sword was already close at hand.

The wizard pinned the woman to the ground, activating the junior wizard's shield of will, and grabbed a fallen axle to the side, picking up the flaming carriage frame, rummaging through the wand and crossbow in the carriage.

Seeing that the rioters were approaching the site of a messy explosion, Jamar's distorted and hideous face was clearly visible.

Stimulated by fear, Nazanin unconsciously stood up and took a few steps back. Half of her beautiful face was covered in black ash, and a wisp of red blood ran down the corner of her eyes from her forehead.

However, she looked pleading at a young thug who had been by Jamal's side all along.

The corners of the man's eyes couldn't stop shaking, and he finally mustered up the courage to pull the tyrannical Jamal by himself.

"Jamar, spare their lives, will you?"

"Why, my good comrade-in-arms?" asked Jamal slowly, turning his face and twitching nervously at the corners of his mouth, especially the word good comrade.

"Nazanin is not like the Nazir family, she has also been tortured by the Nazir butchers. In fact, the previous kidnapping was also secretly asked by her to find me, hoping that we could help her escape from the control of the Nazir family. It's just that I didn't expect you to be there, and things are out of control. But in any case, you have tortured her, for Allah's sake, let them go."

After hearing this, Jamal laughed, and reached out to wrap his arms around his neck as if he had suddenly changed his sex: "You are my good comrade-in-arms, and I have always valued your opinion!"

The soldier had just smiled with relief when he heard this, and a sharp blade had already pierced his neck.

Blood spread in his throat to his mouth, the air breathed in his trachea gurgled in the blood, and he opened his eyes wide as if he didn't believe what was happening, but he could only fall to the ground with Nazanin's screams of horror and despair!

"No...... No...... No...... No...... O Allah!"

Seeing his friend fall in a pool of blood in front of him, Nazanin shook his head frantically, trying to pounce on his body in the pool of blood in pain.

Bahrain grabbed the woman's arm and dragged her back!

The other held the wand, and a golden sorcerous glow burned at the tip of the wand.