The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

Muhammad Glyy, who was in the big tent, heard the shot, he quickly spit out the jujube in his mouth, and then found an onion.

Taking a knife from his arms, Muhammad Gley cut the onion. Immediately, Muhammad Glyy couldn't open his eyes, who was irritated by the harshness of his eyes.

Muhammad Gley turned his head away. He resisted the discomfort of his eyes and cut off a small piece of onion, then gritted his teeth and applied it to his eyes.

"It's up to you," Muhammad Gley said in his heart.

After tears burst into his eyes, Muhammad Glyy rushed out of the big tent and headed for the cell where Isilan Glyy was being held.

"My brother! My dear brother." Muhammad Glyy cried as he ran. He is really crying, because his eyes have been irritated and can't stop the tears.

Soon, Muhammad Gley ran to the place where Isilan Gley was detained. He tried to open his eyes to see what was going on, but as soon as she opened a gap in her eyes, tears blurred his eyes again.

Vaguely, he seemed to see the periphery of the cell full of people, and there seemed to be a person lying down on the ground in the cell.

"No!!! God, have mercy on me." Muhammad Glyy was crying, and he cried even louder. Five steps away from the crowd outside the cell, Muhammad Glyy pretended to fall to the ground. He didn't care to stand up, so he climbed forward a few steps.

"Master, stand up quickly."

Muhammad Glyy heard someone next to him say to him, listening to the voice, it should be Alan.

Alan stretched out his hand to try to pull Muhammad Glyy up, but Muhammad Glyy, who was getting better at acting, grabbed Alan's hand extended and almost pulled Alan to the ground.

"Alan, I heard a gunshot just now. Tell me, how is my brother?" Muhammad Gley yelled.

At this time, everyone around him looked at Muhammad Gley with a strange look. Alan was very embarrassed. He said to Muhammad Glyy: "Master, Khan, he..."

Before Alan finished speaking, someone took it for him: "Don't worry, my brother, I'm fine."

That was the voice of Isilan Glyy.

At this moment, Isilan Glyy was sitting in the cell, watching his brother's performance with enthusiasm.

Muhammad Glyy's fingers slammed into Alan's sleeves and into his flesh.

"This dog minion, he messed up things again." Muhammad Glyy thought first, and then Muhammad Glyy remembered that he did not send Alan to kill Isilan Glyy. , Haim should be the one who did it. So now Isilan Glyy is not dead, isn't it?

Muhammad Gley stood up. He took out a handkerchief and wiped his red and swollen eyes. The line of sight gradually became clear in front of Muhammad Gley. He saw Kemal standing outside the tent with a bunch of Sudanese soldiers, while Haim's body was lying on the left side of Isilan Glyy.

Alan helped Muhammad Gley to move forward. When he walked in front of Kemal, Kemal stood up in front of Muhammad Glyy.

"Khan," Kemal said, "It was Alan who saved Khan's life from Haim's knife. I think you should reward him greatly. And, if this kind of thing happens, I know you have a heart. Forgave your brother, but Khan launched a rebellion after all. He is unforgivable and it is not enough to punish him. Today's incident also shows that some righteous people in Khan also want him to die. So I I think that since the death penalty is unavoidable for Yishilan Glyy, the living crime cannot escape after all. I suggest that you should exile him to Rhode Island and let him reflect on his faults on the island for life. In this way, even if he is punished, Saved his life."

After hearing Kemal's words, Muhammad Gley did not respond. He just stared at Haim's body on the ground.

At this time, the first warrior of the Khanate has become a past tense. He was shot in the left chest, and the bullet passed through the small metal plate chain mail he was wearing, twisting his heart to pieces. Haim obviously didn't look down on purpose, he was still waiting for his eyes to death, still holding the Damascus scimitar tightly in his hand.

Vaguely, Muhammad Gley remembered that someone in Lecherchen’s mercenary group had said when evaluating Haim: “Why don’t you deal with that guy with a pistol? No matter how good his armor is, Can't stop the pistol."

Unexpectedly, in a word, the strongest fighter of the Khanate really died under the gun.

"What's going on?" Muhammad Gley asked, looking back at Alan abruptly.

The original script is not like this. According to the script, Alan and his men should kill Haim as quickly as possible after Haim killed Isilan Glyy. But now, Haim is dead, but Isilan Glyy is still alive.

"Master, I don't know." Alan bowed his head to avoid Muhammad Glyy's murderous eyes. He explained, "Master Kemal made a mistake. The gun was not fired by mine. Just now I did. With a few soldiers on patrol passing by ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Suddenly I saw Haim holding a knife to kill Khan. I hurriedly wanted to stop it. At this moment, a gunshot fired. Then Lord Kemal also took it with him People ran over."

Alan's words were undoubtedly intended to tell Muhammad Gly that it was not himself who saved Isilan Glyy.

Kemal is not a fool, and of course he can understand the meaning of Alan's words. However, it was indeed not himself or his own person who saved Isilan Glyy by shooting. He opened his mouth to Muhammad Glyy: "Khan, I dare not take credit for it. I did not fire the gun. Although I wanted to save Muhammad Glyy, I did call to keep someone under the knife. , But I and my subordinates are too far away from Haim, and Haim and Isilan Glyy are too close, even if I want to kill them, I dare not shoot."

What they said was in the ears of Muhammad Gley and the people around him. After listening to Kemal's words, the nobles and their servants and the soldiers who patrolled tonight all started talking in whispers.

At this moment, Muhammad Glyy burst into laughter. He patted Alan **** the shoulder.

"Okay, my most loyal servant." Muhammad Glyy said to Aranzan: "I know you are humble and unwilling to take credit, but today I saved my brother from Haim's knife. That's true. It’s a great achievement. I reused this guy Haem, but he didn’t know how to repent and wanted to kill the brother I had forgiven. He is really inferior to a beast. Kill well, kill well."

Isilan Glyy looked at his brother like that. He knew that his elder brother who had messed up "the mantis catches the cicada and the oriole" must hate him to death now, but he still has to do bad things for good, and it is really hard for him.