Chapter 423

Colonel Bashar hassadi stood excitedly in front of the gate of Milani castle.

Behind him, the garrison of the castle was streaming out, and in front of him, the Sudanese guard was climbing over the mountains.

He saw his sworn prince, Sultan diraman, as holy as ever. The mountain wind rolled up Sudan's sideburns, revealing beautiful and sad eyes, as clear as a mountain spring, which makes people sink and feel the same.

The Colonel greeted him.

"Dian... No, your majesty! My brother and I have been waiting for you to come back."

"Milani is firmly in our hands. Just after your messenger left, my brother launched a raid on the British and captured their leader, the evil businessman Drake!"

"We used Drake to threaten the British to lay down their weapons, and they could only catch them. Overnight, we controlled the city wall, the stairway, the artillery position on the roof, and their warships."

"The invaders were concentrated in the dungeon of the tower, and Drake was separated from his minions and locked in the strongest ammunition depot on the second floor, guarded by his brother's trusted adjutant and 20 vigilant soldiers."

"Your Majesty, we have won! We have defeated the invaders, and no one can bully our people!"

Diraman smiled reluctantly: "yes, Bashar, we have won. This war has brought us endless sins. We will go to hell, but at least before going to hell, we have protected the country and the people."

"Your Majesty..."

Diraman raised his hand to stop the Colonel's comfort.

"Stop it, Bashar. Don't avoid my sin. History books will also record my evil of killing my father and seizing the throne. This is my choice."

He took the pardon order covered with gold foil from Marshal de chiaz, opened it and was silent.

"Major general Roy Ben hassadi..."

"The major general in the crowd lowered his head deeply.

"Colonel Bashar Ben hassadi..."

"The colonel in front of the crowd knelt on one knee.

"Soldiers of the National Guard regiment..."

"See your majesty!" the soldiers in line shouted.

"I forgive you! I, diraman Ben said, the Sultan of the Sultanate of Muscat, forgive you here."

"This sad war has tested humanity, loyalty and many things. We have paid a price for it because we have all done wrong."

"But now, the investigation should be over, the wound should be healed, and we should recall our identity, soldier!"

"We are the soldiers of this country! Our bounden duty is to protect our country! Abandon the past, let's look forward to a better future, and personally build a peaceful and great country that can give shelter to the Omani people!"

Diraman raised his hand high and took a deep breath: "now, I announce..."

Boom!

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Castle, second floor.

On the second floor of the turret, there was a room made of pure stone, about 60 square meters long and wide. Only one window was placed high near the ceiling, and the window was also sealed with wood plates to ensure that the light could not shine in normally.

It was designed as an ammunition depot and is now a cell for Lorraine.

The light in the cell was like day. Lorraine sat cross legged on the haystack with a casual and boring smile on his mouth.

"Mr. major, are my men in position?"

Roy's adjutant has a poker face: "there has never been a real detention. The door of the cell was opened when master Bashar left, and our people have already evacuated. As for whether your people are in place, you should ask your officer, the burly chief mate, and the gunner general who is like a peacock."

"But you don't allow anyone to see me, do you? For two days, you are the most conscientious jailer I have ever seen in my life."

"Because I don't trust you at all." the adjutant stared coldly at Lorraine. "In my opinion, the general's request is reasonable. In order to reduce master Bashar's vigilance, we need to temporarily detain your sailors and control your sailboat. When master Bashar comes out of the castle, we will give it back to you."

"But you don't agree! You don't agree to dismantle the artillery position or let us control your ship. Your ignorance of the general's stinginess makes the general have to turn the expediency into a farce. Your people hide on the ship and the dungeon is full of knives and guns! Have you ever thought that if master Bashar finds out these things, all the general's efforts will be in vain!"

"But he didn't find anything." Lorraine raised his hand and showed the tight rope around his wrist. "As I said, the colonel is an innocent young man. As long as you pretend to be true when you detain me, he will happily ignore all unnatural things."

"I mean if!"

"There is no if in fact, major." Lorraine changed his comfortable sitting position. "Even if there is a if, it has been offset by your dedication."

"Don't try to provoke me with words, despicable bitch!" the adjutant approached and grabbed Lorraine's collar. "I am loyal to the general! Imprisoning you is also part of this loyalty, because as long as I control you, the general will not become the object of your betrayal like master Bashar!"

"Really? It's really moving loyalty. When this event is over, if I have a chance, I will..."

Lorraine's ears suddenly moved.

"Major, did you hear anything?"

The adjutant holding Lorraine's collar was stunned: "it seems that outside..."

"It's the gunshot!" lolin stood up with a roar, easily broke away from the major's entanglement, and raised his arm, "Haina!"

The window panel above his head crashed into countless small pieces with his cry, and the wood pieces splashed. A dark shadow came down faster than the pieces, and two bright knife lights appeared near the ground.

The knife is as bright as the moon!

With just a flash of effort, one of them resisted the adjutant's throat, the other waved Lorraine's wrist, wiped his skin and cut the tight rope in two.

The short broken rope fell to the ground like a dead snake. Only then did the adjutant see the figure of the attacker.

"Heina yesla..."

"I have countless reasons to kill you." Haina's emerald eyes stared at the adjutant, "including you throwing away the four meals and three teas that should have been given to Lorraine, smashing the bed in the cell, and replacing the straw rope with a thick rope twisted with ox tendons. But you withdrew the order to punish Lorraine last night, so you have ten seconds to find out the reason why I shouldn't kill you."

The adjutant was forced to hold his head high, and I glanced around. The soldiers who were in prison with him had raised their guns, and his expression was filled with shock and confusion.

He gritted his teeth: "woman, if your knife goes on, I swear you and your president will die without a burial place!"

"Five seconds left."

"Damn it, we are allies!"

"3 seconds. 2, 1..."

"Haina, don't be frightened, major." Lorraine rubbed his numb wrist and said in a joking tone, "we don't beat our own people, especially when the foreign enemy is at present, we shouldn't practice with our own people."

As he spoke, he stretched himself open the prison door.

Outside the house are edley, Wang Ye and LEV. The three men and the sailors subdued the ten guards outside the prison door early, and rushed in at the moment when the prison door opened, easily disarming the ten guards inside the prison door.

The noise of the ramp came in, wrapped in shouts, screams, screams and messy continuous gunshots.

Lorraine listened quietly for a while and muttered discontentedly, "you made me miss the beginning, major, it's a wonderful beginning."

"It's time to support your general now. If I go late, I will not only lose my first partner, but also lose my second..."