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Hassan replaced Hazare.

This situation was beyond Chen Hao's expectation.

Power transfer and succession usually require a process.

Especially armed groups like the Northern Alliance, which have many mountaintops, cannot avoid internal strife.

"Hassan..."

One of the elders murmured uncontrollably.

"How could those warlord and tribal leaders of the Northern Alliance allow that kid to ride on their head?"

Another senator was unconvinced that Hassan could replace Hazare.

"Even if Hassan can replace Hazare, doesn't he need time to integrate his forces, stabilize the morale of the military, and win the recognition of the people of M country?"

The third tribal elder who spoke out made many people nod in agreement.

Everyone was whispering to each other.

The hall became noisy.

Chen Hao coughed again.

Everyone immediately shut up and looked at Chen Hao.

To them, regardless of whether Chen Hao could represent God or not, the extraordinary abilities he possesses are truly terrifying and they dare not disrespect him.

"A bad situation has happened. It is meaningless for you to question or argue here. You should think about how to deal with it."

Chen Hao reminded everyone and was also thinking about countermeasures. He had to admit that Hassan gave him a "surprise".

Replaced Hazare overnight.

Even if the father dies and his son succeeds him, it is enough to show that Hassan has clever methods.

Another beheading?

This thought flashed through Chen Hao's mind.

Hazare and many of his cronies were assassinated and died tragically. With bloody lessons learned before him, Hassan must be cautious.

It may be difficult to find Hassan.

"The Northern Alliance has mobilized eight brigades with 35,000 men, but we can gather 100,000 men in one day!"

"Yes, we have more people, and we can wear them down until the whole army is destroyed!"

"With our superior strength, we can completely trap the enemy in the Bedo Valley."

The veterans of the main fighting faction expressed their opinions and their fighting spirit was high.

A few elders said nothing, frowning in thought.

"One hundred thousand people..."

Chen Hao shook his head slowly and said, "It seems that you have forgotten the highway of death in Iraq."

Highway of Death.

These four words were like a ladle of cold water poured on the heads of the veterans of the main war faction. Their expressions suddenly changed and they were speechless.

Shadamu's huge armored force had no chance to escape in the face of the M Army's air attack. The tanks, armored vehicles, and military vehicles turned into piles of burning scrap metal on dozens of kilometers of roads, and tens of thousands of people were killed in the flames.

What would it look like if one hundred thousand people were bombarded indiscriminately?

The tribal elders and leaders present did not dare to think about it.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became solemn.

People who had been very motivated before also looked worried.

"What should I do?"

Althea subconsciously asked Chen Hao.

"Withdraw from Cancheng, break up into pieces and enter the mountains to fight guerrilla warfare." Chen Hao said what he was thinking.

If the land is saved and people are lost, both people and land will be lost.

Throughout the ages, there have been too many similar lessons.

"What's the difference between giving up Cannes and surrendering?"

One senator couldn't help but speak out.

"No difference!"

"Kancheng is the holy city of our Push people, we must not give up!"

"Can not give up!"

All the elders were excited.

If they abandon the holy city, they are the sinners of the Push tribe.

Althea was caught between her future husband and a group of tribal elders and tribal leaders, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Stick to it, that’s right.

There is nothing wrong with withdrawing to avoid casualties and preserve strength.

"Do you think this city can be defended under the joint attack of Northern Alliance ground troops and M country fighter jets and missiles?"

Chen Hao stood up and asked those emotional people.

"I will shed my last drop of blood to protect the Holy City!" a senator shouted, slapping his chest, almost swearing.

"Tens of thousands of people died in the battle, and this city was reduced to ruins. It will eventually be occupied by the Northern Alliance. Is this the result you want?!"

Chen Hao's inner energy burst out with the sound, like a thunder, shaking people's hearts.

In the main hall, the echoes continued for a long time.

Dozens of people stared at the powerful Chen Hao in silence.

Chen Hao knew very well that Cancheng could not be defended. In his last life, the Northern Alliance captured all the important towns in southern Algeria, including Cancheng.

Various Push tribes have been engaged in guerrilla warfare in the southern mountains for fifteen years.

Now, the situation has developed to this point, and he cannot change this historical process without planning in advance.

After all, he is a human being, not a god, and cannot withstand the air attack of the M Army.

"I also think that withdrawing from Cancheng is the best choice." A tribal leader took the opportunity to stand up and support Chen Hao.

The tribe under the leadership of Aisiya has more than thirty tribes, large and small.

What we are discussing today is a major matter related to the survival of the tribe, so the leaders of more than thirty tribes are gathered here.

Speaking out to support Chen Hao, the leader, is not to please Chen Hao.

Evacuate Cannes.

It seemed to him the wisest choice.

Previously, he was worried about offending the tribal elders and did not express his position.

One person speaks out.

More than a dozen people spoke out in support of Chen Hao.

Chen Hao shocked many elders and made them dare to express their true thoughts.

"Those who want to evacuate, Althea and I will allow him and his people to evacuate, which is considered to preserve the strength of the tribe. As for those who want to fight to the death, Althea and I will not stop them. Althea will take back this city in the future , a monument will be erected for the war dead.”

After Chen Hao finished speaking, he looked at Althea.

Althea nodded in agreement with Chen Hao.

The tribal leader who had previously threatened to fight to the death, you look at me, I look at you, obviously feeling guilty.

They are not stupid. When they calm down, they will understand that Chen Hao really cares about them.

Fighting to the death is indeed meaningless.

Besides, it is better to die than live.

To die in battle is to devote oneself to God and gain blessings in the next life.

It's just a trick to deceive the people at the bottom. As nobles, they tacitly understand this. If there is an afterlife, it may not be better than this life.

"The mechanized troops of the Northern Alliance are less than 200 kilometers away from Cannes. They can arrive in half a day or in a day. It is very difficult for more than 200,000 people in the city to safely evacuate into the mountains." Said by the elders, it is tantamount to changing the original intention.

"How long will it take to evacuate to a safe zone?" Chen Hao asked Aisiya.

"At least a day."

Althea knows the terrain and doesn't hesitate to give a clear answer.

Chen Hao looked at his watch and said: "There are still seven hours until dark. The reconnaissance satellites and high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft of Country M are probably staring at this area. It is best to evacuate at night."

Why evacuate at night.

Everyone in the hall understood.

Once the M people discover that they are evacuating, they will most likely carry out air strikes and even pursue and bomb them all the way.

"Waiting for eight hours is equivalent to waiting for the Northern Alliance troops to arrive at the city." One person couldn't help but question Chen Hao.

"So, we have to slow down their march and set up enough traps and mines where they must pass."

Chen Hao woke everyone up with one word.