"Do you have something to discuss?" Ziyu shook the fan he picked up from beside Xiangli's bed, suppressed the smile on his face, and said lightly.
When the Persian heard Xiang Li's translation, he nodded immediately.
Seeing this, Ziyu shook his head and sighed: "I haven't eaten human flesh for a long time. I just want to taste the taste of human flesh in this great Persian Empire. Alas..."
That faint sigh made the Persian leader, who was translating to understand, so frightened that his face was covered with sweat, and his attitude could no longer be correct.
Bei Ming Changfeng, who was holding the main position next to him, raised his eyebrows when he saw this, looked at Ziyu with a half-smile, and then continued to be as cold and unmoving as a mountain.
Ziyu waved the fan in his hand, sat with his legs crossed next to Xiangli, looked down at the three Persians and said, "Where did this matchlock gun come from? Where are you going to transport it to?"
Following Ziyu's previous threats, these Persian businessmen answered questions very quickly.
"They said it was brought from Persia and was going to the Rakshasa Kingdom. This was a firearm purchased by the Rakshasa Kingdom's leader for the city of Nick."
Rakshasa Kingdom, Nick City.
Ziyu frowned slightly.
Nick City is Nerchinsk, an important Rakshasa city at the junction of Zhenbei and the Rakshasa Kingdom. It is a very important military base in today's terms.
What does the Lord of the Rakshasa Kingdom mean by buying a matchlock gun for this place?
Ziyu turned around and glanced at Beiming Changfeng.
Beiming Changfeng's face was cold, and there was a hint of explosive aura in his eyebrows that the storm was coming, and the building was full of wind: "You want to attack the north of my town."
Attack the twenty-seventh city in the north of the town?
The fish was stunned.
Little did they know that the land where Nick City is located is very cold and desolate. In winter, the land is covered with ice and there are no living creatures. Usually during this period, soldiers and horses from the Rakshasa Kingdom will come to the border to rob.
When the twenty-seventh city of Zhenbei was still the territory of the Later Qin Dynasty, these Rakshasa soldiers and horses would come to rob and plunder every year. Later, after this place fell into the hands of the King of Zhenbei, these Rakshasa soldiers and horses followed Beiming.
After Feng and the King of Zhenbei fought several tough battles, few came. Unexpectedly, this time the Rakshasa King actually bought muskets from Persia to prepare for the twenty-seven cities of Zhenbei.
Ziyu knew very little about these military aspects, but after hearing what Beiming Changfeng said, he immediately reacted and frowned: "How many matchlock guns did you transport in this batch?"
"Three thousand matchlocks and twenty thousand rounds of black powder."
Damn, what a big deal.
Ziyu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard what Xiangli translated. Such a large purchase of muskets was considered a big deal even in modern times. Does the Rakshasa Kingdom want to use this weapon to annex the twenty-seventh city of Zhenbei?
Shocked in his heart, Ziyu's mind immediately began to spin rapidly.
At this moment, Beiming Changfeng suddenly said in a cold voice: "Tell them to sell these muskets to me."
Xiangli was stunned and couldn't help but look at Ziyu.
Ziyu turned his eyebrows and immediately understood what Beiming Changfeng meant. He wanted to make peace in the middle. Anyway, whoever you, the Persian merchant, are doing business with.
"We will provide an extra 10% of whatever the Rakshasa Kingdom provides. We want this batch of muskets." Ziyu nodded towards Xiangli.
Xiangli translated quickly.
The dozen or so Persians were suddenly stunned. This...
"Sister-in-law, they said that this batch of goods has been ordered. If they sell it to us, they can't explain it to the Rakshasa King. If we need it, they can get a batch for us after returning to Persia." "Anything to discuss?
"Ziyu shook the fan he picked up from beside Xiangli's bed, suppressed the smile on his face, and said lightly.
When the Persian heard Xiang Li's translation, he nodded immediately.
Seeing this, Ziyu shook his head and sighed: "I haven't eaten human flesh for a long time. I just want to taste the taste of human flesh in this great Persian Empire. Alas..."
That faint sigh made the Persian leader, who was translating to understand, so frightened that his face was covered with sweat, and his attitude could no longer be correct.
Bei Ming Changfeng, who was holding the main position next to him, raised his eyebrows when he saw this, looked at Ziyu with a half-smile, and then continued to be as cold and unmoving as a mountain.
Ziyu waved the fan in his hand, sat with his legs crossed next to Xiangli, looked down at the three Persians and said, "Where did this matchlock gun come from? Where are you going to transport it to?"
Following Ziyu's previous threats, these Persian businessmen answered questions very quickly.
"They said it was brought from Persia and was going to the Rakshasa Kingdom. This was a firearm purchased by the Rakshasa Kingdom's leader for the city of Nick."
Rakshasa Kingdom, Nick City.
Ziyu frowned slightly.
Nick City is Nerchinsk, an important Rakshasa city at the junction of Zhenbei and the Rakshasa Kingdom. It is a very important military base in today's terms.
What does the Lord of the Rakshasa Kingdom mean by buying a matchlock gun for this place?
Ziyu turned around and glanced at Beiming Changfeng.
Beiming Changfeng's face was cold, and there was a hint of explosive aura in his eyebrows that the storm was coming, and the building was full of wind: "You want to attack the north of my town."
Attack the twenty-seventh city in the north of the town?
The fish was stunned.
Little did they know that the land where Nick City is located is very cold and desolate. In winter, the land is covered with ice and there are no living creatures. Usually during this period, soldiers and horses from the Rakshasa Kingdom will come to the border to rob.
When the twenty-seventh city of Zhenbei was still the territory of the Later Qin Dynasty, these Rakshasa soldiers and horses would come to rob and plunder every year. Later, after this place fell into the hands of the King of Zhenbei, these Rakshasa soldiers and horses followed Beiming.
After Feng and the King of Zhenbei fought several tough battles, few came. Unexpectedly, this time the Rakshasa King actually bought muskets from Persia to prepare for the twenty-seven cities of Zhenbei.
Ziyu knew very little about these military aspects, but after hearing what Beiming Changfeng said, he immediately reacted and frowned: "How many matchlock guns did you transport in this batch?"
"Three thousand matchlocks and twenty thousand rounds of black powder."
Damn, what a big deal.
Ziyu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard what Xiangli translated. Such a large purchase of muskets was considered a big deal even in modern times. Does the Rakshasa Kingdom want to use this weapon to annex the twenty-seventh city of Zhenbei?
Shocked in his heart, Ziyu's mind immediately began to spin rapidly.
At this moment, Beiming Changfeng suddenly said in a cold voice: "Tell them to sell these muskets to me."
Xiangli was stunned and couldn't help but look at Ziyu.
Ziyu turned his eyebrows and immediately understood what Beiming Changfeng meant. He wanted to make peace in the middle. Anyway, whoever you, the Persian merchant, are doing business with.
"We will provide an extra 10% of whatever the Rakshasa Kingdom provides. We want this batch of muskets." Ziyu nodded towards Xiangli.
Xiangli translated quickly.
The dozen or so Persians were suddenly stunned. This...
"Sister-in-law, they said that this batch of goods has been ordered. If they sell it to us, they cannot explain it to the Lord of Rakshasa. If we need it, they can get a batch for us after returning to Persia."