Obviously, Sharif, named Sarat, had resentment. These resentments were not directed at Shaojie, but at Amal Pasha who represented the Ottoman Empire and the Saudi family from the Neizhi region. However, all resentment arose due to the empire, which is why he came here to find Shaojie, the representative of the empire.

With the support of the empire, the Copruil family where Amal Pasha was once again grasped the power of the Ottoman Empire and carried out many political and economic reforms. Amal Pasha himself was the most important participant in these reforms.

From the perspective of a religious person, reforms promote technological development and increase fiscal revenue are meaningless. The only thing they notice is the progressiveness of these reforms. There is no doubt that the more reforms are, the stronger the secularization, especially the province of Sinai, which is close to the Hanzhi area, is no longer like a country of Tianfang religion, and all religions are in a situation.

The essence of religion is to control people's hearts. Although the believers in the province of Sinai were wearing white robes and chanting scriptures, their hearts were filled with gold coins and silver dollars. This was difficult for Sarat, the religious leader of the Tianfang religion.

On the Arabian Peninsula, the empire was expanding rapidly. Muscat from Oman first occupied the west coast of the Persian Gulf and then quickly expanded inland. This expansion was very exclusive, which caused resistance from the Arab ethnic groups on the peninsula, among which the most severe resistance was the Saudi family.

But resistance was futile. The Saudi family was driven into the depths of the desert step by step. To the north, it was the territory of the Ottoman Empire. Although the Ottoman Empire relied on the peninsula to win over the upper class of various tribes, it did not mean that they were friendly with the leaders of these tribes, let alone taking out land to resettle the Saudi family.

Therefore, the Saudi family could only hide westward, and when they arrived at the place where Mount Serrat was located, they entered the Hanzhi area ruled by the Hashem family.

Shaojie sat opposite Sarat and said in earnest words: "Lord Sarat, please believe that disturbing your peaceful life is not our plan."

"If I don't believe you, I won't be here. Your Excellency Shaojie, this is not a matter of trust, but how to solve the problem." Sarat said helplessly.

Sarat still trusts the empire, but the reason is very simple. The empire is very friendly to the Hashem family and the cooperation between the two sides is very in-depth.

For more than 20 years, the empire has carried out religious reforms within its own country. One of the important measures was to cut off its own liaison with holy cities such as Mecca and establish the Chinese-style Tianfang Cult. This policy was initially opposed by all parties in the Middle East, and some believers even went to Istanbul to demand a "holy war" against the empire.

However, the Ottoman Empire adhered to friendly relations with the Empire, and jihad was impossible. After that, the Empire established contacts with the Hashem family. For example, in the Indian Ocean, the Empire provided various conveniences for the believers who came to pilgrimage.

As time goes by, Sarat has spent more than ten years understanding the empire. Although many people told him that the empire's expansion on the Arabian Peninsula was a threat to the Hashem family, Sarat believes it is not, because he clearly felt that the empire liked the land on the Arabian Peninsula, rather than people.

In this era, the Arabian Peninsula had more than four million people, but it was mainly concentrated in the Hanzhi area and Yemen area, and the rest were less than 500,000. After the empire established its foothold, the original 500,000 indigenous people were gradually replaced.

The fact is that the empire did not have a plan to rule Yemen and the Hanzhi region. Based on this, the Hashem family was willing to be friendly with the empire. What's more, after the empire occupied Aden, in order to develop cooperation with the Yemen region, he took the initiative to find the Hashem family and achieved peace with the Yemen region with religious influence. The power of the Hashem family also left the Hanzhi region and entered Yemen.

Shaojie looked helpless: "Do you know, Prince Yu heard about this and criticized me severely, believing that my activities with the former Consul Suez on the Arabian Peninsula destroyed the relationship between the Empire and the Hashem family. So I would like to solve this problem, and if you can convince Amal Pasha to agree, I can even dispatch the Marines directly from the Indian Ocean Fleet to shore to protect the holy land and protect Lord Sarat for your safety."

"But the problem is that Amal Pasha would not agree," said Sarat.

The Empire and the Ottoman had negotiated on the issue of garrison. In principle, the Ottoman did not allow the Empire to garrison in its country, with the exception of Suez City, but they only stationed a company of imperial guards as the consulate security personnel.

Shaojie asked again: "Mr. Sarat, has the Saudi family caused a lot of disturbances to you? Is it threatening the safety of you and the saints?"

After hearing this, Sarat shook his head and explained briefly. Although the Saudi family came from the desert, he did not dare to provoke the Hashem family, which had a thousand-year-old power. However, if the Saudi family appeared in the Hanzhi area, it would exert religious influence, and the Hashem family's monopoly religion's authority would be challenged.

Shaojie listened carefully to Sarat's words. In fact, he had already obtained news from all parties, and it was not a great secret in itself.

"As an emissary of the empire, I am not allowed to interfere too much in your decision, but as a junior, I can make an immature suggestion." Shaojie said tentatively.

Sarat said: "You said it was, the suggestion was in you, and the decision was in me."

Shaojie smiled and said, "The Saudi family is a hungry wolf. If you join me, you can tie a rope to this hungry wolf and become a hunting dog. The hungry wolf wanders at the door of the house and always be careful. You can send the hunting dog out and bite the enemy for the owner."

"enemy?"

"The colonists from Libya," Shaojie explained.

"You mean to send the Saudi family in the name of jihad," Sarat asked.

Shaojie said: "As far as I know, the Saudi family has not received support from Amal Pasha on the issue of fighting against the empire, and they have a lot of dissatisfaction with the Ottoman Empire, so it is impossible for Pasha to come forward. You can come forward and recruit the Saudi family first and then send it to the front line."

After hearing this suggestion, Sarat was moved. Recently, Amalpasha sent envoys to Mecca, hoping that the Hashem family, who was a saint, would come forward to contact religious people from all over the world and initiate a holy war against the colonists. Sarat agreed on behalf of the Hashem family, but did not do it with his heart.

"It's hard, Mr. Shaojie. As Sharif, the Hashem family's loyalty to the Sultan includes not forming a private army," Sarat said.

"There are exceptions in everything. If you support Amal Pasha, Pasha should give you this privilege." Shaojie said carefully. Seeing Sarat hesitating, Shaojie said: "According to our Eastern sayings, the division is famous, and the Hashem family should form an army. Therefore, I suggest you take the initiative to find Pasha and tell him that you support him in building the railway from the Holy Land to Istanbul. In order to build the railway to maintain order, you need to form a small armed force.

Jihad and Railway, two conditions, are enough to impress Amal Pasha, who is in urgent need of support."

Sarat thought about Shaojie's proposal carefully. Although he thought it made sense, he did not think Shaojie was for the Ottoman and for his Hashem family.

"His Excellency Shaojie, I am increasingly suspicious of your country's position in the Ottoman Empire." Sarat said.

Shaojie smiled: "We have no position in the Ottoman Empire. The Ottoman Empire is our friend, but not a good friend."

Sarat nodded: "Yes, Sultan is our protector, but he is not a good protector either."

The two of them started talking, and Sarat focused on the Mediterranean company's colonization in North Africa. Obviously, the old man also knew that this was a good opportunity, and he also wanted to take the opportunity to do something.

Tunisia, Hama.

Hmay is located in the southern part of Tunisia on the edge of the Sahara Desert. It is a branch of a trade route from Tunisia to Tripoli. It is also an oasis of fertile land inland. It is a small town with a few lasts of 2,000 people.

For several months, the city of Hama changed its king flag, the Ottoman Empire, the Netherlands, Portugal and the Mediterranean companies all ruled here, and each time it was compensated for the duration, and it was changed before it was stabilized, and each time it was accompanied by blood.

As it turns out, the Mediterranean Company is more powerful than the Tunisian Legion representing the Ottoman Empire. In the end, the banner of the Mediterranean Company was raised here and the colonists were accepted as protectors.

On a very ordinary night, large fog rose around because of the moisture of the oasis and slowly spread around. The fields and towns of the oasis were covered by thick fog, and only the high flagpoles could protrude from the thick fog. There was an oasis with vegetation. The more lush the vegetation was, the richer the fog was, and in Hama, the same was true in the second half of every night.

And late at night, the fog happened to kill and set fire.

When it was almost dawn, a camel stepped out of the thick fog, carrying a cruel man. He held a telescope in his hand and observed the town. Only the camels swayed occasionally and the bells rang. In this foggy weather, it could not be far away.

However, the telescope is redundant, and the thick fog limits the field of view to within twenty meters. Picking up the telescope is just the man's habitual action.

Looking at the buildings looming in the fog, the man's breathing became obviously rapid. At this time, a group of camel cavalry arrived and saw the town of Hama, and the team made a restless sound.

"Are you hesitating whether to restrict military discipline?" Repukatijiang came to the man and asked softly.

Ali nodded. He and his men spent fifty days crossing half of the Sahara Desert. Many people died in the desert. Now that they have walked out of the desert, they need a carnival to cheer up the morale of the army and comfort the sensitive nerves of the Bedouin people. This carnival can only be provided by Hama.

However, this would lead to large-scale robbery, massacre and rape. Ali had no choice. In the most difficult time traveling through the desert, he could only make promises to inspire his subordinates. Until now, he still owes each soldier fifty gold coins, twenty camels, and a complete carnival.

A Bedouin cavalry leaned forward, and had drawn his scimitar and looked at the town of Hama with greed and madness flashing in his eyes. The soldiers who had just escaped from the sea of ​​death were now in need of catharsis, rather than orders from the general, who pointed at the colonists' flag floating on the top of the fog ball with a scimitar, and said, "Bei, you see, this is an army controlled by the pagans."

This sentence was the final concession of the Bedouin people, and also made Ali completely lose the last bit of burden. He knew that if he did not fulfill his promise, the scimitar might slash at him.

"Go, kill the pagans and punish the betrayers." Ali ordered.

The Bedouin cavalry laughed, raised their weapons one by one, drove the camels, and rushed towards the town of Hamai.

Ali smiled bitterly and said to Repukatijiang: "Brother, it seems that I have failed. Not everyone can stick to the principle."

"The biggest principle is to survive." Repukatijiang saw the changes in these tribal soldiers along the way. He understood Ali's helplessness and could only say slowly.

The dull sound of hooves came to mind around the town of Hama. The Bedouin cavalry made a sharp scream and rushed into the town, causing a bloody killing.

This was destined to be a massacre. Anyone who resisted, whether the locals or the colonists, would be ruthlessly killed, especially in a hotel where the colonists lived, the cavalry rushed in and massacred all creatures. Whether it was the family of the colonial governor or the servants recruited locally, they were all cut to death, and even the children were not surprised.

More of them were rape and looting, soldiers who had been tortured by the desert for dozens of days venting wildly, and continued until the daytime.

Ali did not participate. He and Repukatijiang walked into the town after dawn and saw blood all over the ground. People who were killed everywhere on the streets would be killed, those who fled would be killed, and those who fled would be killed. Only those who surrender would survive.

"I thought you would use your camera to shoot these." Ali said, looking at the helpless Repukatijiang.

Repkatijiang smiled dismally: "I thought you would make an excuse for your actions today, or make some concealment."

"It's such an unpleasant thing, brothers Repukatijiang, how do you usually deal with such unpleasant things?"

Repkatijiang said: "Forget it and don't mention it anymore. General Ali, I'll give you a small suggestion. You should have a professional and standardized army. The Bedouin is a good sword, but it is a double-edged sword. I don't want to see you one day be harmed by the Bedouin."
Chapter completed!