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Chapter 213 The goal is not far away

The string of thin silk and glass silk is twisted into a person's body, first put it on one foot, tighten it, then put it on the other foot, tighten it. Then, the rope goes around the neck of the tied person, returns to the buttocks and wraps it around both arms a few times, and tie it tightly again.

At this time, the people tied up were like a boat, bent their bodies. Before the medicinal power of the sweat-covered medicine they had taken passed, don't mention running away. Even after the medicinal power passed, they were tied to the shape of shrimps, they had no chance to escape.

The mouth is a ball with a porcelain wisp of empty laces tied to the back of the head with a strap. Such things cannot be pushed out by the tongue, and if the hands are not free, they cannot be taken out at all.

If Martin saw these people tied up, he might easily recall the special culture that was abundant in a certain island country. However, here, there would be no other actions except that they might cut off their heads.

Muk entered the cell with a dagger, and he and his men were waiting for weapons. These weapons were not used to equip him and their own, but those prisoners who were captured with Pu Jinshu and other prisoners who were dissatisfied with the Governor of Aden in prison.

This change shocked everyone in the prison. The prisoners who were still envious of food just now couldn't help but cheer loudly. However, when they saw Muk coming to the prison with a dagger dripping with blood in his hand, their faces showed a look of fear.

This situation continued until Pu Jinshu came among them. Compared with Muke, who was carrying the Killing Blade, this inmate was much cuteer than him.

"Everyone, it is not a reasonable thing or a deemed thing for us to be detained here. Look, I am just a businessman, but I was detained here by Ashleff, the governor of Aden for no reason. But I am not a bottomless person. Today is when our island leader Zhao Fubo personally led a large army to seek justice for me.

I think what I want to tell you is that our island owner is a generous and kind person. As long as you want, you can live the good life that others dream of under his protection. Today is the time for him to save us, and it is time for you all to pick up swords and guns and express your loyalty to him!"

The prisoners were not all kind people. When Pu Jinshu, who was ordered by Gong Zi to tempt them to join the battle, said that just now, there was already a loud cheer. His hands with iron chains stretched out from the prison door and shouted loudly to him.

"Unlock my chains and give me weapons!"

Traditional criminal law theory believes that crime is not an infringement of personal interests, but a "fight against the ruling class by isolated individuals". Then these Arabs in prison will become positive when facing resistance from someone who has provided weapons.

Some people kneel in the corner and beg for something from Allah. Those who have not served will not be released. Even if they do not pass the review in the future, they will not be released from prison.

As for those who join, they will naturally become members of the Arab Legion in the future. After training, they will stay here to urge the prisoners who become slaves to build a large port. At the same time, they will also establish a center for a logistics supply base. For this matter, Martin prepared a lot of things.

As about eighty people willing to participate in the operation took up weapons and Le Zijia, the other prisoners tied up like shrimps were locked in some empty cells. The other prisoners will also stay here, and will not be identified and released until Martin arrives in the future.

Under the guidance of the prisoner who was serving here, Muk brought his subordinates who had taken off Abaya's robe and opened the door and came to the place with a bullet. It turned out that the prison and the fortress were indeed connected to the gatehouse, but the portal was now firmly locked by iron chains.

"It's here, you can go directly into the fortress from here. Originally, this door was not locked, but once, a fool escaped and broke into it directly! Now the thick door is locked with very thick iron chains, so it may be difficult for us to get in from here!"

Abdul Zhemal, carrying a bow, was wearing only the chain mail that had been pulled off from the jailers, and so Muk did not arrange for them to participate in melee battles as long as they followed him and his own men with the bow.

"You're not that stupid guy, are you?"

As we all know, Abdul Zhemal, regardless of whether others like it or not, Zhao Fubo is not around, so naturally he can speak without any taboos.

“Um…”

Judging from the guy leading the way's reaction to Zhemaer's words, it was that stupid guy! Muke couldn't help but smile and ran away and rushed into the fortress. He looked like this guy was really stupid. As for the door in front of him, Muke, who had the door open, only said two words simply.

"Not difficult!"

"boom……"

Amid the violent explosion, the water in the sheepskin bag, which was stirred up by the explosion's shock wave, directly shattered the entire door.

"Follow me!"

Muke shouted and led his dozens of his subordinates into the door. He walked in front and followed the two giant beasts, Emin and Basel. They were only the two of them, and they really couldn't pretend to be women.

They held a big shield in one hand and almost covered the entire aisle. In the other hand, there was a heavy sword.

This shield is made by Martin, which is not only light but also extremely sturdy. The outermost part is a thin iron plate, and the back is a thin plate. The inner part is a tic-tac-shaped grid made of glass wire and resin, and another layer of wooden plate, so this shield is made quite sturdy.

Faced with the fortress soldiers who were swarming in, the Amin brothers were not like the rest. They often held the sword in both hands when they were in close combat. For their brothers, the sword in the sword was not a heavy thing.

The guards in the castle, alarmed by the violent explosion, rushed out from the rooms one by one. The guards outside flocked in groups from the narrow portals. Although Muke and the others were sneak attacking, they still encountered a lot of resistance due to the explosion of the door-opening bomb.

The huge shield blocked the sight of the people behind them, and the arrows they shot were aimlessly flying over Emin and Basel's heads. Of course, in such a narrow space, there was no need for accuracy. Just shoot the arrows according to the commands of the two brothers.

The two brothers moved forward as quickly as possible in the narrow passage, and their target was the place where the governor was. However, there were quite a few defenders in the fortress, and they appeared in the passage in groups.

"Prepare...replace..."

Whenever there were too many people in front of him, Ai Min, the boss among the two brothers, would shout. With his voice, the feather arrows behind him were like it was raining, and immediately covered the passage in front tightly.

Of course, many of the people who rushed over would be shot and injured. Then the strong and tall brothers Amin would bend down and use their shoulders to push a thick tower shield to strike forward.

Usually, their violent impact will cause the person in front to fly up. Then the sword will extend out from the side of the shield like a poisonous snake. The axe blade dedicated to armor can easily break the armor of the person in front, and the serrated iron blade with serrated teeth will further expand the wound.

As the fallen body was over, the two brothers continued to break forward. The fallen wounded soldier was followed by the soldiers wearing breastplate and slashed his head with the quick knife in his hand. When he encountered the enemy, he threw it over the two brothers' heads.

Sometimes, when there are too many people blocking the passage, Muke will pick up the thunder he personally carried and clear the scene. Often, when the thunder goes down, the wolf howls and ghosts are crying in the passage.

Although their weapons were advanced and their training turned them into the most elite battlefield, their advancement was not rapid. Muke had begun to worry whether the governor Ashlever would escape and go to other places to find his own army. If that were the case, it would bring endless trouble.

Gong Zi, who was considering this matter very carefully, had already sent Amina to lead four soldiers to sneak into the castle. It was Amina's mission to keep the governor.

Just as the explosion of the door bomb was heard, as the stone castle in the fortress came, Amina was bandaging the "arrow-injured" soldier at the doctor in the barracks.

"Well, you are lucky. Look at the wound, it is not deep and will not affect your actions!"

Perhaps because of the sect official's instructions, Amina and the others were well taken care of. However, when the first explosion sounded, Amina suddenly pulled out the small sword from the bracelet on her wrist, and waved it with the momentum. The sect official who accompanied them was caught off guard and was already swept across her neck by her sword.

Amina is worthy of being an assassin, operating accurately and quickly. With a wave, she cut the throat of the door officer, and then the casual sword returned to the bracelet on her wrist.

The door officer who was cut into his throat bent down, covered his throat with his hand desperately, and pointed his finger at Amina, as if he wanted to say something. But because his throat was cut, all this lasted for a few seconds, and his eyes closed unconsciously. Then he bent his legs and knelt on the ground like a morning gift.

The soldiers who followed him immediately drew their scimitars and attacked the others nearby. In just a few rounds, the people in the room were cleaned up by them.

The scimitar in Amina's hand rested on the doctor's neck and warned him in cold words.

"Stay here, I promise you won't have any trouble, otherwise..."
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