Aisha ordered Clark and his group to be driven out of the city.
Outside the city.
Clark, surrounded by more than a dozen followers, stared at Cancán with cold eyes, "soon, this ancient city will become a ruin under the baptism of missiles and aviation bombs."
The few people behind Clark nodded deeply.
At night.
Aisha returned to her residence, sat in front of the dressing table, took off her gorgeous headdress, took off her veil, and kneaded her temples tiredly.
Being a tribal leader has too many things to worry about.
She finally understood why her father grew older so quickly in recent years.
"Are you tired?"
A magnetic sound sounded from the door.
"It's okay." Aisha turned her face and saw Chen Hao slowly stepping into the room. She was happy and a little nervous.
In less than a week, he changed from an enemy to a lover.
Aisha looked at Chen Hao, and she was filled with mixed feelings.
"I'm leaving tomorrow. Come here tonight and say goodbye to you." Chen Hao said it.
"You want to leave me?" Aisha was anxious and had no time to think about it. She stood up and threw herself into Chen Hao's arms, regardless of the fact that the two had not held their wedding.
She hugged Chen Hao tightly, reluctance, attachment, grievance, and weakness were all revealed at this moment.
"It's not that you want to leave you, but to help you solve a big problem." Chen Hao said at the end, a flash of murderous intent flashed through his deep black eyes.
"What a big trouble?" Aishwarya asked subconsciously.
"Hazar, and his most capable subordinates." Chen Hao carefully studied the Northern Alliance these days.
In the eyes of the world, Hazard is an excellent leader, with personal charm, appeal and military talent that ordinary people cannot reach.
Because of this, Hazard is also the fatal fatal point of the Northern Alliance in Chen Hao's eyes.
Organizations that rise up with super leaders will be more likely to collapse once they lose this leader.
There are countless examples of ancient and modern times, both from countries and from companies, from many countries.
The Northern Alliance is more like a joint-stock company, with more than 20 warlords and tribal leaders uniting around Hazard as shareholders.
After Hazard's death, these people will definitely fight in the internal strife.
"Thank you for avenging my father..." Aisha looked up and kissed Chen Hao, feeling unbearable: "Just spend the night with me."
"this......"
Chen Hao stared at Aisha's beautiful face, feeling the tenderness of this beautiful beauty, his blood rushing, and his possessiveness suddenly increased.
I haven't been so impulsive in a long time.
Is something really supposed to happen?
Chen Hao was being pulled to the bed by Aisha while he was thinking about it.
It's not dawn yet.
Chen Hao got off the bed with a slight hand, looked back at Aisha who was curled up in the quilt, and left quietly.
Aisha opened her eyes and a happy smile appeared on her face. She felt completely relieved when she had married Chen Hao.
Big leader.
The future female president.
For Aisha who fell in love, she was far less important than being Chen Hao's woman.
.............
Three hundred miles from Cancheng, on a bumpy road, tanks, armored vehicles, trucks, and Hummer military vehicles one by one, and there is no end at a glance.
Almost every truck pulls a howitzer.
Although the soldiers sitting on the truck were casually talking and laughing, they seemed to be stronger than all tribal armed forces in Afghanistan against the same colored m-style military uniforms.
In the sky.
Multiple armed helicopters hovered and alerted.
On the right side of the road, dozens of men in military uniforms stood halfway up the mountain, like passing tanks, armored vehicles, and military vehicles.
The man in charge is Hazard, the leader of the Northern Alliance.
Hazard put his hands on his hips and was full of energy.
"This time we mobilized the eight most elite brigades. All the equipment given by the M Chinese were distributed to these eight brigades. With the M army's air support, the Push people would definitely not be able to stop them."
The burly man standing on Hazard's right side was full of confidence.
"How long will it take to get to Hecheng?"
Hazard asked the people around him without expression.
"It should be possible to reach Hecheng in the evening."
One responded immediately to Hazard.
"Notify the vanguard to establish a command center in Hecheng." Hazard ordered, and his confidant said solemnly.
Hecheng.
The third largest city in Afghanistan.
Before sunset, Hazard arrived here and looked at the devastated Hecheng and smiled quite satisfied.
This was once the old nest of the extreme resistance faction, and it was also a strategic location and important town for the Push people to control for hundreds of years.
Last year, the city was blown up by the M-country Air Force.
In order to avoid stimulating Masood, the m army's encirclement and suppression of the Push resistance forces stopped in this city.
Hazard was depressed for a long time.
Now the people of M support him in sending troops.
Take the south and make the Push tribe surrender.
All this is just around the corner, and he is of course happy.
It was completely dark.
Hazar's guards installed searchlights at more than ten commanding heights in Hecheng, and light columns illuminated the ground.
Twenty years ago, the air-raid shelter built by the e-Chinese people in Hecheng became Hazard's command center.
On the right side of the air raid shelter entrance.
The ruins formed by a building after it was bombed were like a hill, with dozens of soldiers sitting or standing on the ruins, chatting and smoking, leisurely and contentment.
In the surrounding houses or ruins, snipers lurk, and set up thunders and firepower points to prevent the enemy from approaching the entrance to the command center.
Just like on the ruins of a hill, an officer took out a small bottle of white wine from his top pocket, took a drink of it himself, and then shared it with others.
Those who drank the wine smiled and nodded, muttering something, as if they were praising the good wine. It wasn't these people who deliberately flattered them.
Even if the Northern Alliance has the support of M people, ordinary soldiers will find it difficult to drink good wine.
Not far away, a sentry holding a cigarette suddenly noticed a person emerging in front of him, wearing a black hooded cloak and a mask.
The man holding the cigarette quickly spit out the cigarette, pointed at the man standing alone in the distance, and asked his companion who was fiddling with a spear, "Who is that?"
The guy sitting on the ruins fiddling with a spear, squinted his eyes and was shocked, and hurriedly got up, raised his gun and aimed at the figure in the distance.
The others reacted one after another and stared at him in surprise.
The man who seemed to be the leader frowned, held a wine bottle in one hand and pressed forward with the other hand. Dozens of people understood this action, rushed down the ruins, and surrounded the people.
The person coming...is Chen Hao.
The layers of defense around Zahar's temporary command cannot stop Chen Hao at all.
The soldiers surrounded him, looking at Chen Hao's unique outfit, immediately recalled some recent rumors about the arrival of the God Messenger in the Push tribe.
Some people show awe.
Some people are at a loss.
Most people still raised their guns and aimed at Chen Hao.
The leader standing proudly on the ruins waved his hand, and the four soldiers raised their guns to approach Chen Hao, as if they were going to catch them alive.
Chen Hao walked forward, bringing a sharp murderous aura.
The wild dogs throwing food on the edge of the ruins all their hairs exploded, their tails stomped, and fled in panic.
They perceive danger much more sharply than humans.