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Under the same moon...

Prince Dilaman stood indifferently in front of the Sultan Palace.

There are sound pictures echoing in his mind, there are flaming ports, there are miserable sinking fleets, and there are the teachings of the former sultan. He said, [The coastal fort is destroyed, that does not matter, as long as the Milani Castle is heavy Back in our arms, Muscat is still the tomb of our indestructible saints. 】

But all the pictures will eventually end in the same scene. Bashar Hasadi stood in pain among the rebels, slurping his lips and said to him, "Your Highness, wait for you to become a sultan before you come and tell us. Now you are just an impulsive youth, you can't do anything, and you can't promise anything...]

Diraman shuddered sharply.

What's wrong?

Those words were clearly not spoken by Bashar, but by the stateless Hasadi, why...why did you remember wrong?

Bashar would never say such a thing!

He loves this country as much as he does, and swears allegiance to this country as he does.

He does not have those unreasonable ideas at all. As long as he can save his country, he is willing to sacrifice everything without hesitation!

But...is there a difference?

What Roy Hassadi said is the fact. No matter who the vicious words come from, the fact is the fact.

What should I do?

The night wind was blowing on Dilaman's clothes, and Lieutenant General De Chiaz, whose legs were broken by torture, was pushed over by the palace guard in a wheelchair.

The Lieutenant General’s face was full of twisted hatred: "His Royal Highness, everything is ready."

"Ready...Ready?" Dilaman's mouth became dry, "all?"

"We love this country." De Qiaz said eagerly and loudly, "For the new life of the country, we are willing to give everything!"

These words gave Dilaman strength.

He was upright, and said in a low voice: "Then report it...use our sins to regenerate the country..."

"The second prince asks to see His Majesty the Sultan!"

"The second prince asks to see His Majesty the Sultan!"

"The second prince asks to see His Majesty the Sultan..."

With a sound of communication, Dilaman soon saw the tired Sultan in the luxurious palace.

Sultan is still in formal wear. Since the British blocked the bay, he has been unable to eat and sleep well, and he still doesn't even know the disappearance of his favorite fourth princess and youngest son.

In front of Guoshang, there is no private feeling.

The sultan paused the scepter in his hand and worked hard: "Dilaman, today's cabinet meeting... Someone suggested that I hand over the Portuguese, but I was yelled at..."

"The British have been bombing the port area that has been burned to white ground. This is very effective. Our citizens cannot forget the tragedy of the night of the burning of the port amidst the sound of artillery. The hearts and minds of Muscat have begun to hurt our rule... …"

"Father!" Dilaman dropped his head and knelt on one knee. "Father, I have failed. Milani has decided to leave. They fear the crime of treason, and fear that we will be tortured by us anyway."

"This is necessary!" Sultan squeezed the scepter angrily. "Their sin deserves to die. Their lives can deter those eager hearts. This is necessary!"

"But I must appease them." Dilaman looked up blankly. "As you said, Mirani Castle is the key to the defense of Muscat. It must be in our hands."

Sultan squinted: "Then what are you going to do, my dear son? Do you want me to forgive them?"

"No, they made other demands." Dilaman took out a short gun from his arms and placed it in front of him. "Please let my father fulfill the obligations of a sultan and...Xu Guo."

Sultan's pupils suddenly tightened: "You...are you going to seek rebellion?"

"Father, please fulfill the obligation of a sultan and promise the country by his own body." Dilaman knelt on his knees and bowed heavily.

"You... crazy!" Sultan gasped, "Guard! Guard!"

More than a dozen heavily armed Sudanese guards stormed into the room.

The sultan curled up on his throne, shaking and pointing at his favorite son.

"Dilaman Said is crazy! He wants to assassinate me! Get him, no! Kill him, kill him!"

"Father, please fulfill the obligation of a sultan and promise the country by his own body!" Dilaman bowed again.

All the guards knelt down as he bowed and said: "Please Sultan fulfill his obligations and promise the country by his own body!"

Bang!

...

On the night of January 18, 1785, a coup in the Aram Palace, the second prince Diraman and the Sultan Guard Assassin King, Wang Xie.

On January 19, the Sultan of Dilaman came to the cabinet, and De Qiaz was promoted to marshal, took charge of the cabinet, and became the prime minister. The eldest prince Alameh was sentenced to the country and imprisoned. Jalali Castle immediately closed the gates and avoided the Sultan's messenger.

On January 20, the Sudanese envoys went to Milani Castle to announce an amnesty order. Major General Hassadi refused the order and asked the Sudan to proclaim it to show his favor.

On the same day, the scheduled shelling of the port area ceased.

On January 22, the Sultan of Diraman knocked on the door of Milani Castle under the **** of a group of 1,000 people from the Sudanese Guard.

The guards did not encounter any artillery fire during the climb, the British seemed to be under control, and the Muscat war was looming...

A piece of rock.

This piece of rock is no different from other rocks in Harald Mountain. It has a top rock like a fan, which thickens downwards, widens, and melts into the mountain.

Such mountains and rocks make Harald Mountain look like layers of puff pastry. The meringue is filled with delicious stuffing, there are flowers and plants, shrubs, organic birds and beasts, and unpredictable. Of the hunting soldiers.

Pierce knelt on one knee on a pile of sandbags, holding his sight glass, and squinting his eyes to look into the distance.

300 meters away is the gate tower ramp of Mirani Castle. The small area is filled with green figures like a grassland.

There is the only white in the middle of the green, that is the new Sultan Diraman, and there are several dark greens beside him and on the opposite side, which are officers above the rank of lieutenant colonel in both camps.

Pierce found Bashar bin Hasadi in the crowd, his face was red with happiness, and he danced with his hands when speaking, like a young and young boy who was proud of his brother.

"Who is your real brother? Mr. Colonel..."

Pierce put down the looking glass with her mouth narrowed and stretched out her hand, and the third sister Xiao, who was beside the sandbag, immediately passed the writing board and pen into his hand.

"The distance is 307, the height difference is 12, the angle is 72.5, and the angle is basically straight. The wind is northwest and west, the wind speed is 3.5 knots, and the wind direction is stable. Ballistic, ballistic..."

He drew curved lines on the paper, mixed with straight lines in the curves, and listed out all sorts of weird formulas beside the straight lines.

"Three sisters."

"Huh? Master, I am here!"

"We got into trouble in Africa. Brother let me watch. Do you know what I saw?"

Xiao Sanmei frowned seriously, only wanting to understand one thing, that is, Pierce might not expect her answer.

So she said nothing.

Pierce smiled silently: "I see the power."

"Drake Chamber of Commerce has the power given by capital, Portugal has the power brought by the national power, the value of the power will affect the development of the situation, it does not matter what we really did, the important thing is what is ultimately recorded."

"We should not launch a raid off Mombasa, because Drake's power is no better than Portugal's. We should not hesitate in Guheril, because in front of Drake, the Sultanate is nothing."

"We did two wrong things in succession~lightnovelpub.net~ so the situation was pushed to the worst by our own hands. It was we who forced Brother to launch a war of aggression and used the huge benefits of the Sultanate to buy allies and then use them. The power of our allies equalized the gap between us and Portugal."

"This is the reality of this war, a balance, a few weights, we are at least one of the pallets, and the Sultanate is just a box for weights."

"The Sultan and the colonel across the mountain have been unable to see the reality, so they can only play chess pieces. The major general next to the colonel sees the reality clearly, so he came from behind and eventually replaced his brother."

Pearston paused at this point, stuck out his tongue, and lightly tapped his lips.

The wet saliva made the wind flow clear. He dropped the writing board and pen, and reached out to Xiao Sanmei.

"Kentucky, third sister, it's time to hand over the weights...it's time."

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