The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

Because Muhammad Gley was sitting high, Chechen and General Nikita Odoyevsky and Prince Yuri Boryajinsky were all in his eyes. Seeing that the hateful Cheerchen and his two defeated men were chatting fiercely, Muhammad Glyy sneered, and he tried to retrieve the dignity lost in Cheerchen in this way.

"Only the loser will stand with the loser." Muhammad Gley said to himself.

After speaking, the Crimean Khan took a sip of wine, then looked at it again, and then let out a sneer.

Of course, these actions of Muhammad Glyy have absolutely no effect on Chechen, Nikita Odoyevsky and Yuri Borjakinsky. Because they stood far away and didn't have the intention to pay attention to Khan's movements.

But unlike Chechen and the others, as Muhammad Glyy's loyal dogs, Alan always pays attention to his master's every move. He saw Muhammad Glyy look unpleasantly in Cheechen's direction from time to time, and listened to the mocking words of his master, Alan hurriedly leaned over. He knelt to the ground with no one beside him, gently thumped his leg for Muhammad Glyy, and said in his mouth: "Master, your prestige is as high as the sky, and you will come back to Bergzisalay in the future. There is a chance for Chechen to be ignorant. What the hell, why should you rush for a while? It's not worth it to get angry."

After listening to Alan's flattering words, Muhammad Gley changed his mind to think that this was indeed the case. He decided not to worry about Cheerchen for the time being, and he should drink happily on such a happy day. Muhammad Glyy snorted in the direction of Cheerchen for the last time, then changed his leg and cocked Erlang's leg.

Alan knelt and ran to the other side immediately, pounding that leg for Muhammad Glyy.

The banquet continued. About half an hour later, Divi Imir walked into the banquet hall, and then walked around to Muhammad Gley's side.

Divi Imirzan was sent by Muhammad Gly to guard the Sultan's soldiers of his brother Ishran Gly. Seeing that Divi Imir suddenly came to see himself, Mohamed Gley thought it was the prisoner Ishran Gley who had an accident. Before he waited for Divi Imir to speak, he asked nervously, "What's the matter? That **** guy escaped from prison? He ran away?"

Muhammad Glyy once gave Divi Imirza a strict order. As long as Isilan Gliy makes any escape from prison or has any accomplices to rescue him, then Diviy must remove Isilan Glyy as soon as possible. Ley was shot dead with no trouble, even if the Sudanese soldiers of Kemal stopped him.

Seeing the Khan's nervousness, Divi Imir quickly replied with trepidation, "No, the almighty Khan. It's the sinner—your brother Isilan Grai Khan asked me to give me a letter. you."

With that said, Divi Imir held a letter to Muhammad Gley with both hands.

Hearing that what he was worried about did not happen, but that his **** brother had written a letter, Muhammad Glyy let out a long sigh of relief. Immediately, Muhammad Glyy realized that the behavior he was so worried about was too awkward before his subordinates. He quickly put on a calm look, then pinched the letter with two fingers, shaken it away, and started. Read it.

As soon as I opened the letter, a blood-red piece of paper came into Muhammad Gley's eyes—could it be that this letter was written in blood by Isilan Gley?

Muhammad Glyy looked at it word by word.

In the letter, Isilan Glyy even humbly wrote: "I implore your Majesty to trust me, and Kaien to withdraw the inseparable guards by my side. The room I live in is already too cramped, even walking. Very difficult; I also implore your Majesty that you can order that the Sultan soldiers guarding me can stay in my room when I show respect. I cannot accomplish this in their presence. Your Majesty, you can rest assured, no matter what I will not do any resistance to your regime or you. I will be a loyal servant of Muhammad Gly Khan."

After reading the first paragraph, Muhammad Glyy did not expect that his brother, who had usurped his sweat and almost pushed himself into desperation, would write a blood book to himself for such a small request. He His self-esteem was greatly satisfied, and his cheerful smile almost covered his entire face. Almost immediately, Muhammad Glyy was about to agree to his poor prisoner brother-even if Ishran Glyy was actually taken care of by Kemal.

But when Muhammad Glyy was about to tell Divi Imir to find a way to get the Sudanese guards to give Ishran Glyy a better treatment, Muhammad Glyy swallowed abruptly. go back. Because he saw the black text written on the second page: "The above text was written by me with chicken blood, and all of them are fake. The reason why I describe myself so miserably is to make you happy. When I saw the second page, I was a little lost. Also, I want to kill and kill my brother the most. I lived very well in the dungeon, much better than with you. I will go soon. Rhodes, where I will pray to God day and night, praying that you will anger the shadow of God in the world (referring to the Ottoman Sultan of Turkey) so that I can sit back in the sweat."

Such a naked provocation made Muhammad Gley extremely angry. He didn't expect that he had already become a prisoner, and Yi Shilan Gree was still playing such boring tricks with himself.

Muhammad Glyy’s anger was manifested in the eyes of Alan and Divi Imir. It was the letter from Ishran Glyy to Khan that became a ball in the hands of Muhammad Glyy~www. readwn.com~ was held tightly by Muhammad Gley, then torn to pieces.

Alan stopped beating his leg for Muhammad Glyy. As a close minister of the Khan, Alan knew that it was a time when his master was in a terrible mood, and a small move by himself might become a punching bag for Muhammad Gley.

Fortunately, this time Muhammad Gley did not vent Alan.

Mohamed Glyy bent down slightly, and he hooked his finger towards Alan.

Alan understood, he leaned towards Muhammad Glyy.

"Get rid of him at all costs." Muhammad Glyy said.

Muhammad Glyy didn't say who that person was, but Alan already understood.

"Yes, Master. You will sleep well tonight," Alan said flatly.

Although Alan knew that it would be extremely difficult to kill Isilan Glyy under the eyelids of the Sudanese soldiers, but the method was devised. Since his master ordered it, he had to do everything possible to kill the beginning. Ran Gley killed.

After speaking, Alan knelt back two steps, then stood up. He waved his hand and motioned to Divi Imir to go with him. The two went through the side door and disappeared into the darkness.

Mohamed Glyy watched Alan and Divi Imirzan disappear from the back, he stood up and turned his back to the hall:

"You did it yourself, don't blame me, brother. It's just that you are too good at keeping a low profile."

Isilan Glyy might not have imagined that his momentary act of fooling Muhammad Glyy would once again bring himself to death. This time, Muhammad Glyy, who was completely angered, finally put aside all his scruples.