Water is the source of life. I am afraid no one can understand the meaning of this sentence better than the Bedouins. What is interesting is that these proud desert people also have extraordinary fears of water.

Only a few of them have learned to swim because the living environment of these people lacks the conditions for them to learn this skill. The same environment has created them. The harsh living conditions have tempered the tough and strong character of the desert nation. With a little training, they can become excellent cavalry and samurai.

Fasher didn't look tough enough, at least compared to his bodyguard, the prince was somewhat embarrassed. But it’s justified to say that Fasher never thought that he would one day enjoy the legendary water punishment. Although the Arab empire had the same punishment, it was not used for interrogation, but for the execution of those. Officials who defy Caliphate’s orders.

Prince El Fasher would not even hold the most basic breath, when the cold spring water pours into his lungs along the airway, Al Fasher was almost frightened.

Captain Horne recorded the entire interrogation process in his personal diary. These pages of diaries half a century later, as the only written record of the incident that remained in the world, were eventually bought and permanently sealed by the government of the Kingdom of Arab Affairs. .

"I have never seen anyone struggling as intensely as the person in front of him. After putting down the board, he soon began to drown. I could see the bubbles on the water, reminiscent of the boiling teapot. The prince’s hands were He was tied tightly on both sides of the body, so he scratched the wooden board with his fingers, and the nail of an index finger broke and turned up. In order to prevent him from continuing to hurt himself, Major Jurgen ordered to wear a pair of princes Leather gloves." Captain Horne recorded.

Suspects are often water-punished by the German General Security Agency, but few teachers like the wooden manger are used today. Those torture experts of Gestapo usually use only one iron bucket or basin. They like to press the prisoner’s head on the water. Let's wait for the target to drown for half and half before conducting the interrogation. Only those with the strongest will can withstand this horrible torture that wanders between life and death.

Prince Fasher is obviously not a tough person, because he is the only child in his family. Fasher grew up in the spoils of his parents. Although he received an Arab military education, these skills only armed his The physique did not give the prince a strong enough heart.

So the prince quickly succumbed to this terrible punishment. He screamed to the other party everything he knew, whether it was palace privacy or state secrets, only to ask the other party to give him some more breathing time.

The interrogator showed mechanical precision and coldness, and only when Fasher said the information that interested the other party, he would delay for a minute or two, but then they would still put down the board and let the prince drink it. Taste the sweet ancient spring.

"Cough cough forgive me, cough cough I have surrendered, you can ask my parents for a ransom." Fahir coughed violently while begging for mercy in Arabic.

"Your humble mule, do you think we are the bandit bandits?" Jurgen scolded in slightly sturdy Arabic, then made a downward gesture.

"No, no! Master, I'm wrong! Master!" Fasher screamed, and Jurgen waved his hand, and Graelock stopped the board.

"You are a cunning pig, Fasher, do you want to continue to deceive us? Now say everything you know!" Jurgen abused each other with extremely vicious words for Fasher.

"But I have told you everything I know, sir!" Fasher finally recovered, he innocently defended to Jurgen.

"It seems that you still don't want to understand." Jurgen squatted down as he watched Fasher's twinkling eyes.

"What is your real mission this time, El Fasher."

"I have said many times just now that I went to the holy city of Medina and escorted the Great Imams back to Riyadh." Fasher said.

"It seems that you are still thirsty," Jurgen said coldly.

"Wait, I said grunt." The SS sergeant laid down the board before Fasher had finished speaking.

"Sir, what was the last thing he shouted?" Sergeant Graelock asked with a grin.

"Add more sugar, don't need milk." Jurgen sat on the edge of the interrogation table and glanced at the interrogation record just now.

This time Jurgen waited forty-five seconds, Fahir's legs gradually stopped pedalling, and the whole person slowly softened.

"Lift him up, this time the fire should be enough." Jurgen kicked the wooden manger gently with the tip of his boot.

"Sir, I asked, there is really treasure." After ten minutes, Major Jurgen hurriedly ran into Dougan's command tent. He walked in front of the colonel and reported to the other party respectfully.

"Did the prince speak?" Dogen put down the lunch box in his hand and took out the handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, he confessed all." Jurgen reported honestly.

"Sit down, Jurgen, tell me in detail what's going on." Dogen covered the lid of the waist-shaped lunch box and placed it on the side table with the cutlery.

"Thank you, Colonel, this is the truth." Jurgen sat down on a chair by the table and began to tell Dougan the story that Fasher told him.

Although there are several ancient gold mines in the Arabian Peninsula, because the production technology is primitive, the output is quite tragic. In fact, most of the wealth in the ancient Middle East came from Lianghe, Persia, India, and Southeast Asia. The gold, silver, and precious stones produced in the East were processed by Persian craftsmen and became the beloved objects of the princes and nobles of the Arab Empire.

At the same time, because the Arab Empire is on an important business path that communicates Eastern and Western civilization and trade, from the establishment of the Prophet in the Medina to Baghdad’s contribution by the Mongolian Xuliewu, during the period of 626 years, the Arab Empire passed trade, Taxes and looting have accumulated an astonishing amount of wealth. Although there have been numerous foreign invasions, captives and colonial rule in the middle, the amount of treasure left in the Arab folks is still a staggering number.

Twenty years ago, in the area of ​​the Ihwan Movement, areas that were captured by religious militias, whether in cities or villages, were systematically looted. These poor and crazy nomadic tribesmen looted all the wealth they could find, because this was the power given to them by the true God, and they were engaged in a holy war.

Especially in the Hanzhi Kingdom at that time, because the residents generally did not believe in Wahhabi teachings, they were subjected to very brutal robbery and cleansing. The Ihwan militia quickly relied on robbery and accumulated a large amount of wealth.

In fact, the reason why the Ihwan militia later betrayed Ibn Shat was because the king did not allow them to cross the border to rob the heretics in the British controlled area. The failure of the Ihwan rebels also began when they robbed several sectarian villages in violation of their doctrines. From that day on, they lost their religious legitimacy, and they also lost the support and sympathy of the people. Armed by the tribes loyal to the king and the British colonial armed forces, they were annihilated in the dry desert.

In the last days, the Ikhwan rebels became very crazy because of their desperation for the situation. They burned and looted without any evil, completely degenerating into robbers in the desert. They captured many villages and towns that were loyal to the king, looted the wealth in the city, and slaughtered all the residents who dared to resist.

When it was foreseen that failure was inevitable, one of the then rebel leaders, Sultan Ben Bijade, gathered all the treasures they had looted and quietly buried them in a secret treasure trove in the desert. .

The leader then led the remnant soldiers of the tribe all the way east and fled to the Kuwaiti border. The chieftain of Sultan asked the British for asylum, which obviously was to learn Ibn'sat in those years, waiting for the opportunity to make a comeback. But the problem is that the Ihwan militia he led previously once burned and looted in the British control area and committed extremely serious crimes, so the British had long reached an agreement with Ibn Saudi and promised to never shelter any one. Lord Ihwan.

As a result, Sultan and several other rebel leaders who had thought of going with him were detained by the British authorities and extradited to the Saudi government. Sultan and his associates were detained in Riyadh by Ibn Saudi, and they died one after another nine months later. In a heavily guarded prison.

No one knows what happened to the chieftain in the last days, but what is certain for now is that he told the location of the buried treasure to Ibn Shat.

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