Crossing through time 04, I blew up the American aircraft carrier.

"Although Hassan is young, he is exceptionally capable, especially in leading us to manufacture our own weapons and purchase raw materials from outside at low prices. He has made invaluable contributions to the growth and expansion of our Houthis!" Tariq said first.

Support! Absolutely support!

If it weren't for Hassan leading the support, he and his men would have been wiped out by the government forces long ago! Not to mention now, the most powerful Hell Cannon unit is in Taric's hands!

"That's right. Hassan is brave in battle, always the first to rush into danger, and he's also resourceful, always coming up with various tactics to reduce our casualties. Hassan can lead us to victory!" Alim chimed in.

Because of a traitor within his ranks who led to the death of Saddam Hussein, Alim had long planned to die on the battlefield. However… thanks to Qin Yuan's ingenious tactics, he has escaped death time and time again! He is only alive now thanks to Hassan!

Therefore, he had to support Qin Yuan!

"Hassan's greatest strength is his strategic vision. Although our Houthi forces are small, we can change the entire regional landscape," Hamid praised his student generously.

Moreover, he truly admired Qin Yuan!

If it were anyone else, they would at most have seized Shah's transport fleet, but Hassan was able to use this incident to incite a confrontation between Shah and the Yemeni government!

A certain Shah's warplanes came to bomb, and he successfully recruited another Shah prince!

This strategic vision is something others lack. If the Houthis want to achieve great things, they need someone like Hassan to lead them!

Dr. Booth then spoke up: "Hassan, from now on, whatever equipment you propose, I will have people build it!"

These people are practically the core of the Houthi armed forces right now; other tribal leaders who have recently joined have little say.

At this moment, Qin Yuan's mind was blank.

So after all this, you guys are trying to push me up here!

"No, no, I am still young. You are all my seniors, each of you is more prestigious and experienced than me."

Qin Yuan quickly declined.

In just a few months, one of the Houthi leaders died and the other became a vegetable!

Wouldn't it be better to hide behind the boss and act as his strategist?

Hamid looked at Qin Yuan, his tone leisurely.

"Hassan, your identity is not simple!"

Qin Yuan's heart skipped a beat. Damn it, could it be that they know I'm a reincarnated person?

"In the history of Yemen, there has only been one Mutawakkiliya dynasty, founded by the Yahya family. Hassan, do I know your tribe's history?"

Qin Yuan was helpless. He originally thought this was the version of Zhao Kuangyin's Chenqiao Mutiny, but it turned out to be mixed with the version of Liu Bei's mutiny? Even a straw sandal seller has to get involved with the royal family!

"Hassan, your tribe is a branch of the Yahya family of the Mutawakkiliya Kingdom. Royal blood flows in your veins!"

The Houthi rebels were originally royalists. Now that Qin Yuan has transformed himself into a royal descendant, he is the rightful leader of the Houthis! Even if Abdul-Houthi were to wake up again, he would still have to be his subordinate!

Qin Yuan shook his head: "Teacher, I..."

"Hassan, stop refusing," Badr al-Din al-Houthi said. "You just said you wanted to avenge Abdul! I think if Abdul could speak now, he would agree to let you lead our Houthis."

Everyone's gaze returned to the makeshift operating table.

Abdul-Houthi's leadership was short-lived, but it marked the most important turning point for the Houthi rebels!

Under his leadership, the Houthi rebels have transformed from an insignificant force into a significant power capable of confronting the government, and have begun to make their mark on the international stage!

If it weren't for that unexpected accident, perhaps there would have been an even brighter future! Now...

As if he could hear the words of his spiritual leader, Abdul-Housse's index and middle fingers trembled slightly, as if he were about to make a V-shape.

"Uncle Abdul agreed too!" Julia said.

Judging from the current situation, I am the one everyone wants!

Qin Yuan is a man who adapts to any situation. He is able to be a tough guy here without any guilt. Now that everyone wants him to be a leader, he... no longer needs to refuse.

"Alright, since you all think so highly of me, then I, Hassan-Yahya, will lead you all in a grand and spectacular undertaking!"

These words echoed in the cave. Qin Yuan felt that his past life identity was slowly fading away, and everything that belonged to Qin Yuan was fading away. He was slowly becoming the real Hassan-Yahya!

"However, I have a few requests!"

This is a rare opportunity, a perfect time to reorganize the Houthi forces!

"Hassan, you said we would obey your orders just as we obeyed Leader Abdul!" Hamid was the first to express his support.

"That's right, from now on we'll listen to you!"

Watching this scene, Badal al-Din al-Housse was somewhat dazed; power had been transferred once again!

"First of all, we Houthi members are forbidden from chewing khat!"

In later generations, some people despised the Houthis' fighting strength and used khat as an excuse, as if they were taking stimulants, which is unacceptable!

In reality, American soldiers also inject themselves with morphine for pain relief beforehand, enjoying the ultimate pleasure before going to the battlefield. The so-called war syndrome is just a reaction after using too much of this stuff.

Actually, khat isn't very toxic; some people compare it to smoking and think it's harmless. But...

"The poverty and backwardness of our Yemeni region is caused by many reasons, and khat accounts for a large proportion of it! After all, the cultivation of this stuff consumes a lot of water and arable land. We should use these precious resources to grow food."

Hamid nodded, confirming his suspicions; Hassan had always considered issues from a strategic and comprehensive perspective!

The harm of khat lies not in the nerves numbed during chewing, but in the resources wasted by its large-scale cultivation!

"If we could grow enough food ourselves, would we be harmed by the flour that the people of David tampered with?"

Hassan's words startled everyone, and then they all nodded in agreement.

"Secondly, our current forces need to be reorganized, and reorganized into three battalions according to their current size!"

The original tribal-based combat system was very loose, and each force could potentially lead its subordinates to rebel due to the personal preferences of the tribal leader!

We must break them up and reorganize them!

"The first battalion, called the Haishan Battalion, has a strength of 500 men, led by Alim, with Kamal as his deputy! The second battalion, called the Abdul Battalion, also has a strength of 500 men, led by Tariq, with Jafar as his deputy! The remaining men will be organized into the third battalion, called the Badr Battalion, led by Hamid, with Watban as his deputy!"