Ibn Saud looked at Sheikh Mohammed galloping in front of him, and then looked at the smoke-filled Kuwait City behind him. His hand couldn't help but touch the scimitar at his waist, but at this moment his father, the current patriarch of the Saudi family, Ah
Abdul came up from behind and stopped his irrational behavior with a stern look.
Ibn Saud looked at his father with somewhat angry eyes, but Abdul still stopped him with a firm look. It was not that the old guy was loyal enough, but that their strength was too small. If they were to attack the Sabah family at this time,
If we take action, it is difficult to guarantee who will win. However, when the father and son exchanged glances, the fleeing team suddenly stopped, followed by a burst of people shouting, because at this time, a large number of people suddenly appeared in front.
of cavalry.
These cavalrymen all wore the same clothes as those of the invaders. They swept across the arid desert like a red flame and quickly spread their wings to outflank. Sheikh Mohammed, who was suddenly faced with a powerful enemy, showed a look of despair. Now he could really do it.
Said he was cornered.
"Charge over, and you would rather die in battle than live in humiliation! People of Allah, use your scimitars to chop off the enemy's heads!" Abdul drew out his scimitar and roared, infected by his spirit.
, the team immediately howled, and his son brandished his sword and gun and shouted particularly loudly.
Sheikh Mohammed gritted his teeth and looked in front of him. There were at most four hundred Red Devils rushing towards him, but he had more than two hundred real warriors, the last elites of the Sabah family and the Saudi family. If they fight hard, there might still be hope.
.
"Charge, fight your way out!" he shouted, holding up his scimitar.
More than two hundred Arab warriors immediately formed a charging formation to fight against the enemy. The mercenaries on the opposite side also formed a similar formation and rushed over. At this moment, the warriors of the Sabah family, who had already killed red eyes, did not pay attention.
The Saudis next to him were gradually falling behind by a horse's head, and they did not notice that the knives and guns in their hands were pointing at their backs.
"Do it!" Abdul shouted suddenly while charging, and struck the partner next to him in the neck with a knife almost at the same time. The one who struck with him was his son, Ibn Saud, who had been following Sheikh Mohammed.
Without hesitation, he thrust his machete into the heart of the Kuwaiti lord who had protected him for two years.
The poor Sheikh screamed and turned around, and then there was the grinning face of Ibn Saud.
"You..." He looked blankly at this little devil who had always been respectful to him. Before he could understand what was going on, there was another sharp pain on his back. The pain made his eyes black and he couldn't understand anything. Of course it was
I will never know anything anymore.
Ibn Saud violently stirred his scimitar into Muhammad's body several times before dragging him off his horse. At this time, almost all his people had succeeded, including the leader of the Sabah family.
More than half of them died at once, and the remaining dozens were turning around in front, trying to come back to avenge their own people. But at this time, the mercenaries had also rushed up. Although they didn't understand what happened here, those among them
The British mixed army didn't care about this. They just shot the Sabah people who were caught in the middle. In a blink of an eye, there were only a dozen of these poor guys left on the horse, looking desperately at the front and back with knives and guns.
enemies, then looked at each other, roared and charged towards the group of despicable traitors.
Of course, there is no suspense about the outcome of these guys. Hundreds of Saudis surrounded a dozen Sabah people. Even without the help of mercenaries, this was an easy battle. However, the sad and angry Sabah people still used their anger to make them
The Saudis paid the price with six killed.
After the battle, Abdul and his son carried bloody scimitars and came to the mercenary formation. They bowed and saluted a man who looked like a commander and said: "Dear General, we are Saudis. Yang
Sir’s friend.”
When Boss Yang learned about the annihilation of the Sabah family, the remaining enemies in Kuwait City had been basically eliminated. The British officers who had been holding back all the way at sea were leading their Chinese subordinates to carry out a conquest in this city.
It is the duty of the conqueror to enjoy the wealth and women of the conquered. Boss Yang has no intention of stopping these crimes. His men are mercenaries. In this case, there is no need to consider the issue of face. He also killed three British officers in this battle.
and twenty Ganjun soldiers. If the remaining people are not allowed to vent, their hearts will be broken up in the future, and the team will be difficult to lead.
Not only were his people wreaking havoc in the city, but even the foreign businessmen couldn't help but take action. These guys had lived here for many years, and they knew better than the mercenaries who had just arrived who had more money and whose girls were more beautiful, so they robbed them.
The efficiency was extremely high, which inevitably led to conflicts with mercenaries. Therefore, according to subsequent statistics, more than a dozen foreign businessmen were killed in this battle. Of course, those who killed them were all members of the Sabah family. This family was in despair.
It was unavoidable that he was a little crazy. This was just an unfortunate accident and had nothing to do with the mercenaries of Umbrella Company.
It wasn't until the next day that Boss Yang officially entered the city to take over his territory. Looking at the houses that were still smoking, the Arabs who were forced by bayonets to carry corpses out of the city to dig pits for burial, and the sound of women crying from time to time.
Huo nodded with satisfaction, this is what an occupied city should look like.
"Who are these people?" He looked puzzled at the dozens of Arab women who were tied and kneeling in front of him, including old and young, and some were young and beautiful.
"These are the wives and daughters of the lord of Kuwait." Colonel Ron, standing next to him, shrugged and said. This old executioner who participated in the Anglo-Egyptian War in 1882 was very knowledgeable about this kind of work.
Boss Yang lowered his head with satisfaction and took a look at the chins of several young and beautiful girls. He was somewhat interested at first, but as a breeze blew by and he smelled the mutton smell on their bodies, he immediately lost his interest.
appetite.
"Find a slave trader and sell it!" Boss Yang said, holding his nose. Although the Ottoman Empire announced the legal abolition of the slave trade in 1857 under British pressure, in fact it was not until the 20th century that the Ottoman Empire legally abolished the slave trade.
The business of selling female slaves is still very prosperous.
"Dear Imam, please rest assured that I, Yang Feng, am the most committed person. Since I have promised to help you regain your territory, I will definitely fulfill my promise." After deciding the fate of those poor women,
, Boss Yang said with enthusiasm to the Saudi family patriarch who bent down to greet him.
Abdul was somewhat overjoyed and said: "Dear Lord Pasha, thank you very much for your kindness."
Yang Feng nodded with a smile and then looked at Ibn Saud standing next to Abdul and said: "Is this the warrior who beheaded the rebel? He is really a young hero. Go and pick the one you like. It is considered my right.
Your reward!"
Ibn Saud's eyes suddenly lit up. He had coveted one of Muhammad's daughters for a long time. Since Yang Feng was there, why should he hesitate? He quickly went up and pulled out his trophy, held it in his arms and couldn't wait to spend it.
She moved her hand to hide, and then threw her to one of his subordinates when the other party struggled angrily, and quickly lowered his head to Boss Yang's side to continue serving her.
"Of course, you also know that I am a businessman. My principle is to only do transactions. Even if I lose money in the transaction, I will never do things like free assistance. This goes against my principles as a human being." Yang Feng inspected his own
Territory, looking at the devastated city, he said to Abdul beside him as he walked.
Abdul and his son looked at each other in confusion.
"Don't worry, I just want a formality. I can help you restore your country, and I can even help you get more, such as unifying the entire Arabian Peninsula. I can do all of this.
But there is one condition. No matter how much land you land, the development rights of all mineral resources on this land must be given to me. I will set up a Gulf Mining Company to monopolize all mining exploration and mining rights in your territory. Of course, this company
I will leave you 10% of the shares in it." Yang Feng continued.
"No problem!" Abdul said without hesitation. At this time, no valuable minerals were found on the Arabian Peninsula. Otherwise, the big crocodiles would have been paying attention to it. In this case, it can be said that
You got it for free, why don't you agree?
Yang Feng nodded with satisfaction, and then continued: "But this matter is not possible yet, your strength is still too small, even if I send troops to help you retake Nejd, you will not be able to hold it.
So your main job now is to expand your army, which must reach at least a thousand people. Don't worry about material issues. I will provide all the guns and ammunition, including instructors. In this way, you will be able to wait for two years at most.
I will have enough ability to counterattack Nejd and take back your land from the Rashid family. When the time comes, I will send enough soldiers to help you.
Abdul and his son completely agree with this point. To be honest, it is impossible for them, a hundred or ten people, to return to the country no matter what. They need people but no one, and they need money but no money. Now they have finally found a big benefactor, so what?
It doesn’t matter what Yang Feng says.
Looking at their longing expressions, Boss Yang couldn't help but sigh secretly. This deal is really too big. If his strength doesn't develop to the point of challenging the whole world in the future, then he really won't dare to take this deal.
Every investment is cashed out, including in Kuwait, which has the largest oil resources in the world.
But where should Imperial Oil target next? This needs to be carefully considered. Iraq should be a good target. If the Ottoman Empire owns the largest oil field in the world, how many evil wolves will it attract?