At this moment, inside the city, Sultan Ali Dinar felt deeply wronged! No one could possibly agree to such unreasonable demands from the East Africans. He had mustered great courage and fought hard against the British, but now the East Africans were stepping in to take advantage, and they even wanted him to surrender. Where was Allah? How was this fair?
While Farsheng waited for a response from the Darfur people, the high-ranking officials within the city of Fashir were also discussing strategies. Clearly, the Darfur people were still harboring the hope of confronting the East Africans.
"Boom boom… bang…"
"Boom, pow…"
The East African mortars and grenade launchers were relentlessly targeting the city of Fashir. They quickly shattered the city's crude walls, leaving some districts in complete ruins.
