1930 Ikram's Warriors

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"Girl Ikram, you are highly educated and well aware of the ferocity of Western colonists. A weak tribe like yours would definitely be powerless to fight against these people. It would even be as difficult as ants fighting against elephants." …”

"And now you have laid hidden dangers for yourself because of your radical actions. You may escape in the future, but the greater possibility is that you will suffer ruthless revenge from France. Have you ever been mentally prepared for this?"

Looking at Ikram's pale face, Xiao Letian poured her a cup of strong tea, "This world is no longer the time in the Middle Ages when all ethnic groups closed their doors and lived their own lives... You are not just facing the people around you and your neighbors, You have to face the complex international situation thousands of miles away..."

"Seriously, maybe tens of thousands of kilometers away in London, a politician's ordinary proposal in parliament will profoundly change the power structure of your land... The world has become more and more complex. If you don't understand A nation that does not understand diplomacy and unites vertically and horizontally cannot survive!"

"You must make strong allies, there is no other way..."

Ikram drank warm tea, but his heart felt cold. "Allies? Who in this world cares about us weak tribes? The Ottoman Empire rules us under the banner of Allah, but when we are oppressed , what can they do?”

"Counting on the Europeans? Don't you understand what the French are like, head of state?"

Xiao Letian smiled, "Is there really no one you can count on? What if I am willing to help you?"

This sentence made Ikram's eyes suddenly brighten up. "You? You will help us... but you are too far away from us..."

The light that had just lit up in my eyes suddenly dimmed at this moment. The distant China is really too far away, not only geographically distant, but also emotionally distant. The Middle East has been the concept of the Chinese people for thousands of years. Very vague.

In the history of mankind, no Chinese influence has ever covered this place. The Yuan Dynasty once ruled for a short period of time, but it was divided and ruled by the major khanates, and the culture was not orthodox Chinese culture.

For the people here in the Middle East, the most profound memory of Chinese civilization is the spectacular scene when the Sanbao eunuchs sailed to the West.

Today, Ikram saw with his own eyes how magical and powerful the Zhiyuan was, and how brave and skillful these Chinese people were. When the French cavalry were beaten and crawled all over the ground, Ikram was really excited. They all shouted.

But no matter how excited she was, she never expected these people to help them! Before, the Chinese helped them treat patients, and then Ikram galloped hundreds of miles to deliver information. This was equivalent to returning a favor for a favor.

Expect in-depth cooperation? Do you expect these Chinese people to make great efforts to help them become stronger? Ikram did not dare to ask for more.

Xiao Letian understood the hesitation in the girl's heart, and he suddenly laughed out loud, "Hahaha... I know your lack of confidence. Please don't look at us Chinese with the same old eyes as Westerners!"

"I just want to ask you, how much influence do you and your brother have in the Middle East... Or is your brother a brave leader who can fight?"

"Of course! My brother is a fighter and the most loyal guard of Allah. All the tribes within a hundred miles of him will believe what he says!"

"Oh? So powerful... Then let me ask you, if someone provides your tribe with the best rifles and bullets in the world, a lot of money, and brand-new military instructors, how many teams can your brother draw? ?”

"Hahaha..." Ikram smiled. "If someone really provides endless weapons and equipment and endless money, then my brother can pull out an endless army and cover the entire Crescent Desert!"

"Don't laugh, Lord of the East, you have no idea how brave, good at fighting, and how loyal the warriors loved by Allah are! Don't you believe it..."

Ikram shouted at the door of the cabin, "Abu, Hassan... come in!" Before he finished speaking, the two bearded warriors who had been protecting the young lady opened the door and walked in, standing in the middle of the room with their chests raised and folded. .

Ikram's veil trembled. "My warrior, this Eastern monarch has some doubts about the loyalty and bravery of Allah's warrior! Prove it to him..."

With a swipe, without even a second of hesitation, two full-moon scimitars were pulled out from their sheaths. The guards behind Xiao Letian were so frightened that they subconsciously wanted to draw their guns, but Xiao Letian held them down. .

Everyone in the room looked at the two warriors, and found that they didn't even blink. One put the sharp blade on the left forehead, the other on the right forehead, and slowly cut downwards.

The blade cut through the flesh, even slicing through the eyebrows and eyelids. The eyes were filled with blood but they did not blink at all. They seemed to be unaware of the pain and just silently cut down the flesh.

Even though Xiao Letian had seen countless big scenes, this scene of self-mutilation also touched his soul. After the knife had cut the upper and lower eyelids of both people's eyes, Xiao Letian could no longer sit still.

"Stop! That's enough. I already believe what you say. If you can ensure that all your subordinates have such loyalty, then I will do my best to help your family!"

As soon as Ikram raised his hand, the two loyal guards put down their knives. At this time, the scene was extremely strange. One of the two guards, one on the left and one on the right, had a scar diagonally cut from the left forehead, cutting open the upper and lower eyelids of the left eye. The wound Directly connected to the left corner of the mouth.

The other warrior, on the other hand, cut the right forehead, the right eye, and the right corner of the mouth. In this way, the two scars actually formed an extremely symmetrical character shape.

In addition, the two of them have the same figure, similar facial shape, and both have big beards, which makes people feel even more weird.

"Send it down and let our medical team treat it quickly and find the best surgeon... Sew up the upper and lower eyelids first! It's really hateful!"

Xiao Letian watched the two warriors being taken off by the medical team. He turned to Ikram and said, "Don't get off the boat. Follow us to Port Said, but you have to find your friends in the surrounding towns and go to your brother." Send message……"

"Let him ride on the fastest horse and get there before my ship reaches Port Said! I will see him in person... As long as he can get there, I promise to arm him with 20,000 men!"

"Don't be greedy. The 20,000 people I give you are 20,000 people with real combat effectiveness. I will not only give you weapons, ammunition and money, but also give you trained military experts..."

"Don't you envy our Chinese army? I will send people to train you... I will support your brother to become a king of the Middle East, and we will sign a secret agreement..."

"If the opportunity comes, I can even help your brother... Jianguo!"

Hiss... Ikram gasped and jumped up. "Really? You can really do it? Okay, if you keep your promise, I will marry you!"

ah? Xiao Letian was stunned at that time: "What the hell? You want to marry me now!"