Sean stared at Marina with wide eyes, his fists clenched until they turned white. He felt like there were words stuck in his throat but he just couldn't say them out.
There is no way to refute a word.
What Marina said was true, and he had no way to refute it.
His father had indeed been forced to give him an order to recruit new soldiers so that his people could help the French they hated to safeguard their interests.
This is completely unacceptable to them.
Even a fool can see how disgusting such an order is.
If Sean really does what Sugra asks, his prestige within his tribe will be damaged.
They may even be labeled as traitors by the people of their own tribe.
This is fatal for him, who will inherit the position of chief in the future.
This will affect his succession to the chiefdom.
Marina ignored Sean and turned to leave.
Before leaving, she said: "Brother-in-law, think about it carefully. Do you want to carry out such an order? On one side is your father and on the other side are the people in the tribe."
Alina saw Sean who was silent. After her sister left, she said: "Sean, don't be angry with her."
"She just said it casually."
Sean turned to look at Marina, his eyes were frighteningly cold: "You said it casually? It's not like you said it casually!"
"And everything she said is true!"
Elena exclaimed for a while, she didn't know the inside story, and she didn't expect that what Marina said was true.
"How is it possible that my father really ordered you to summon the young people from the tribe to go to the battlefield?"
Sean nodded, and Alina felt like she was struck by lightning.
Such an order is like putting Sean on the fire.
"Father was forced to do so, but I don't know how to carry out such an order. I can't do it..." Sean said in pain, holding his head.
He needs to make a choice, but if he does not follow this order, Socrates is likely to be killed by the French.
But if this order is followed, his position as young chief may not be guaranteed.
And he has no face. If he continues to stay in this tribe, he will be a sinner of the Sugra tribe.
Alina comforted you: "Sean, I don't know how to comfort you. This choice is very heavy no matter how you make it."
"But it's not your responsibility."
"But please don't forget that you are the young chief of this tribe and your father is the chief. You two need to be responsible for everything you say and do to this tribe."
...
At this time, on the other side of Egypt.
Nashadir led his own troops and was about to kill the Sogra tribe.
Now his troops are temporarily resting in a tavern.
Nashadir was looking at a map in a separate room, which marked the number of French troops they encountered along the way.
Nashadir frowned slightly. The number of these French troops was much smaller than he thought.
It seems that the strength of the French army has been contained by the front line.
Or maybe what he did could not arouse the anger of the French people at all.
It was just that he had humiliated the mistress of a French general, and now he had killed several French soldiers and robbed the French army of supplies.
Just these things may not really attract the attention of the French people.
Whatever the reason, his goal was achieved.
Under the eyes of the French, openly confronting the French.
This will arouse the fighting spirit of many tribes.