Chapter 916

At dawn, the boat gradually sailed from the vast Indian Ocean to the coast of Somalia. The flickering light on the coastal lighthouse was extinguished, and the boundless sea slowly woke up from the night.

On the turbulent sea in the east, a wonderful sunrise scene unique to the sea began to appear.

The towering mosque minarets on the coast, rows of ancient Arab castles, and a city with white as its main color gradually reveal its clear outline in the morning light.

The ancient mosques and the same old castles constitute the most distant heritage of the city. Some mosques have even existed for thousands of years, and they are still standing after years of baptism.

This is Mugudushu, an ancient city with history.

The blue Indian Ocean sets off the white city, which looks clean and beautiful.

Looking across the white beach, near the port, it is a bustling and bustling trade center, and it is also the largest trade center in Mugudushu, mainly frankincense, myrrh, ivory, leather and other commodities.

Somalia, known as the "land of frankincense and myrrh" since ancient times, was once the place with the most frankincense and myrrh production and the longest history.

More than 1,000 years ago, an Egyptian nobleman named Hannu was sent by the Egyptian pharaoh to buy spices in Mugudushu. After that, merchants from Greece and Persia and navigators from China came one after another.

Zheng He, the current naval governor of Daxia, has sailed to Mugudushu twice in history.

When the war came, the surrounding sea area was blocked by the Great Xia Navy, which made the originally bustling and bustling trade center look extremely deserted. The shops and stalls were closed one by one, and the whole area was deserted and dilapidated.

Across the desolate trade center, there is a central avenue that runs through the whole city. The avenue is wide and straight, with dense tropical trees, flowers and plants growing on both sides, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians on the street.

Although it is only 200 kilometers away from the equator, Mugudushu has a cool climate and lush forests. It is a scenic spot in Somalia, where various tropical plants can thrive.

It's just that the dark cloud of war hangs over the city, and most of the passers-by on the street are in a hurry with worries on their faces. Acquaintances met each other in the street, talking about the war and the rising price of flour.

In addition to pedestrians, camels can be seen from time to time, walking leisurely on the street. There are many camels in Somalia, and Mugudushu is the only city in the world where there are more camels than people.

Right now, these camels are probably the only ones who don't feel the threat of war, but war will have an impact on them after all, and the hungry crowd will eventually turn their minds on the camels.

At the end of the central avenue is a square, with mosques and assembly halls facing each other on both sides. The beige mosque towers soar into the sky, and the assembly hall is entrenched on a protruding hill like a lion.

On the square, two bronze statues of heroes stand on a marble base more than ten meters high. One of them is wearing a helmet and armor, swinging a sword and leaping a horse. It is the national hero Mohammad Abdul Hassan.

This is a poet, but also a fighter.

Further forward is the Somali Palace, the power center of Somalia.

The cloud of war also hangs over the palace, making this magnificent palace even more depressing.

The palace, the main hall.

The King of Somalia sat on the throne, his face was haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he had aged a lot, and there was a decaying smell in the hall, which made people frown unconsciously.

A group of civil and military ministers stood in awe of His Highness, listening to His Majesty's instructions.

In addition, there are two "uninvited guests", one representing the Somali adventure player named Abadi; the other representing the Somali lord named Aidid.

"You all tell me, what should we do now?" The King of Somalia's voice was hoarse and full of exhaustion.

At the moment Farah was captured by the Great Xia Navy, the king seemed to have a premonition of something, he could not sleep all day and night, his expression was anxious, and his temper became more and more irritable every day.

In the past two days alone, five servants were executed for no reason, and the palace was shrouded in terror.

Without a single stroke of luck, war came like this.

Because of the king's mistake, the entire Somali kingdom fell into the quagmire of war and might be destroyed at any time. This made the king very regretful, regretting that he should not have provoked the lion in the first place.

There is such a proverb in Africa: "When you can't subdue a lion, don't take the initiative to provoke it, otherwise you may be killed at any time."

The Great Xia Dynasty is not only a male lion, but also a majestic lion king.

If you touch it, you will die!

As the king of Somalia, he forgot this proverb, so that he is reduced to the current situation. At the same time as remorse, the King of Somalia also had resentment in his heart, resentment for the mysterious person who instigated him in the first place.

The mysterious man who suddenly visited the palace once vowed: "As long as you capture Friendship City and occupy the port and waterway, you can bring endless wealth to Somalia."

The desire for wealth has penetrated into the bones of Somalis, including the king. The City of Friendship is making money day by day, seducing the king day by day, arousing his greed, and finally losing his mind.

Thinking about it now, that person obviously had ulterior motives.

It's a pity that I regret it now, it's too late, the king of Somalia doesn't even know what the other party's name is.

Greed is the original sin!

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Facing His Majesty's inquiry, the ministers looked at each other, their eyes flickering.

When the King of Somalia saw this, he was very angry. Of course he knew what kind of plans these courtiers were thinking. As soon as the war started, the King Xia said that he would treat the old ministers of Somalia kindly after the war.

Especially the ministers of the kingdom, as long as they have good conduct, they will be reused.

This is not empty talk.

One is the emperor's promises, and the other is the treatment of the old Moroccan ministers.

Therefore, even if Somalia is destroyed, these ministers can still keep their homes, and even their glory and wealth. The only one who ended up miserable and needed to be judged was probably him, the king.

The relationship between family and country has never been as awkward and embarrassing as it is today.

Thinking about it this way, why is the King of Somalia not angry? He stared at the ministers one by one with a man-eating expression, almost shouting, "Are you all dumb? Or are you already thinking of serving the new master?"

When he said this, the king of Somalia had murderous intentions in his heart.

War is easy to fear, and it is easy to arouse people's desire to kill. The king, who is almost crushed by the pressure, is like this right now, and he is stimulated to kill.

"I will be loyal, please Your Majesty to learn from me!"

Such heartbreaking words scared all the ministers to their knees, trembling. The ministers lowered their heads one by one, for fear of attracting His Majesty's attention, they would be beheaded in advance.

"Loyal?" The king sneered, "Since you are loyal, what do you say now?"

"Wei, only fight to the death!"

A minister said tremblingly.

"A battle to the death? You die, or I die?" The king's face was gloomy.

The minister was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he hurriedly said: "Damn the humble minister, damn the humble minister!"

"Humph!"

The King of Somalia no longer wanted to look at those useless courtiers, but instead looked at the two alien representatives who had been silent all this time, and said, "What about you, what can you do?"

Aliens, like kings, have no way out.

On this point, both sides are in the same camp.

It has to be said that although the king is a bit greedy, he is not stupid.

Abadi and Aidid looked at each other, and Abadi came out and said, "Your Majesty, I have an idea, but..."

"Say it!" The King of Somalia was so emotional that he couldn't hear Abadi's strangeness.

When Abadi saw him, he glanced at the ministers intentionally or unintentionally.

The King of Somalia understood, glanced at the ministers in disgust, and waved his hands like chasing flies, "You all stand down!"

"Weichen resigns!"

All the ministers were eager to leave, and ran faster than rabbits one by one.

The king is not stupid, and he is also worried that these guys will tip off the Great Xia Dynasty, which is not impossible.

There's no reason not to take credit for having just courted a new master. The ministers did not dare to take the lead at this time. It is naturally important to ask for credit, but the most important thing is to save your life.

After the ministers left, the King of Somalia asked, "Tell me, what is the plan?"

Abadi did not answer directly, but asked instead: "Your Majesty thinks that we have a chance of winning right now?"

"No."

The King of Somalia's tone was blunt, and his words were straightforward.

The previous several blocking battles are enough to prove that the armies of the two sides are not at the same level at all, and now they are trapped in an isolated city, so there is no chance of winning.

"Then what is His Majesty going to do?" Abadi continued to ask.

The King of Somalia was a little angry. The foreigner in front of him was too rude. Listening to his tone, he didn't pay attention to him at all. This is not a question, it is a question at all.

The king's temper has been irritable recently, and he was about to explode on the spot. Just thinking of the current predicament of the kingdom and the need for help from others, he forcibly held back.

Every king sitting on the throne is not a simple person.

"Even if we can't win, we have to bite off the enemy's flesh. At worst, we will rush out and fight with them, and we will lose both." The King of Somalia's eyes flashed a trace of madness.

The king really thought so. When a person reaches despair, only madness is left in his heart.

"Since this country is no longer under his rule, let him go to hell with him."

Seeing this, Abadi said with dark eyes: "If that's the case, then my strategy will work."

"Say it!" The Somali king's patience was almost exhausted.

Abadi knew the trick and didn't make any more fools. "Since your Majesty is ready to fight the enemy, why not go one step further and drive the people in the city as the vanguard, while our army quietly followed behind. When the people break up the enemy's formation, we will take the opportunity to cover up and kill them." In the past, we must be able to win in chaos."

Abadi heard that the Great Xia army would not easily kill civilians.

"This..." The King of Somalia was shocked when he heard this, his eyes were wide open, and his heart was beating violently, "This, this is using the people as bait?!"

"exactly."