In the capital of the Persian King, Xue Rengui looked at the military report sent by Pei Xingjian. Omer's Persian army had retreated to Maha City, and the victory in the battle on the Amu Darya was not small.
However, there were still 200,000 cannibals in Maha City, and they began to slaughter camels and war horses for food.
This battle was won, and it completely destroyed the self-confidence that Big Eater had always had.
Pei Xingjian led 30,000 people and built an earthen city in the upper reaches of the Amu Darya River, intending to hold on there to curb the gluttony, so that the water source of the lower reaches of the Amu Darya River was cut off again.
It is best to wait for work and wait for the changes, and kill the cannibal at the minimum cost.
Xue Rengui listened to An Yanyan's words and said that this person was not from the Tang Dynasty, nor was he his subordinate. This person was just helping Zhang Shangshu and helping the Anxi army.
This man has a very broad network of contacts in Persia and even the Western Regions.
You can't blame him for leaving like this for three or two days.
Xue Rengui put down the military newspaper in his hand and thought: "So, are they sending envoys to make peace?"
Anyanyan always had a calm smile on his face, "Umar is the Hari of the Great Eclipse, and now the powerful son-in-law of the Prophet of the Great Eclipse has become seriously ill."
Xue Rengui did not like living in the small earthen houses in the Persian capital, although the Persian King Belus once invited him to live in the royal city.
This was all rejected by Xue Rengui. Firstly, he was nominally here to help Persia. Secondly, this would give him a reputation. It was unreasonable for a general to move into the royal city, not to mention that he was an outsider.
These rules must be followed. As for what to do in the future, he is more willing to trust Pei Xingjian.
Pei Xingjian is a very smart man and the person he trusts most.
Xue Rengui looked at the people from the Western Regions coming and going in the city. Previously, there were Persian women who cast charming glances at the Tang people. However, under Liu's scolding, the Persian women here also restrained themselves and did not dare to provoke the Tang people.
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The last Persian woman who boldly approached the Tang Dynasty was beaten ten times, and now she can't go to the ground.
This is when you are marching outside, and you must abide by military regulations wherever the army is.
She didn't want the good Anxi army to be in trouble by these Persian women, so the army must have its own chilling atmosphere.
Xue Rengui agreed very much with his wife's behavior on this point.
He stood up and asked: "So, they want Umar to stop his conquest of Persia, but the son-in-law of the deceased prophet of Dashi is seriously ill, and they need Umar, a prestigious man, to return to preside over the overall situation?"
Anyanyan nodded heavily, "That's probably the case."
Xue Rengui turned his back and whispered: "I am just leading the troops to garrison the capital of Persia. As for putting away the cannibals and making the current decision, I leave it to Pei Duhu."
The Tang people had strict military discipline, which was the impression of the Persians here.
Anyanyan bowed and saluted, "I will have someone deliver the news to Pei Duhu."
"No need, a certain family will arrange for someone to send the message over."
"Um."
Anyanyan bowed in response and stepped back.
After walking far away, the old slave next to him whispered: "After all, they do not recognize that the master is from the Tang Dynasty. The master cannot become one of them. Even if they have helped them so much, they still will not recognize the master."
An Yanyan replied with a straight face: "I never thought about becoming a real Tang Dynasty person."
"The master has done so much for them, but they don't thank him at all."
"They don't need to thank you."
Anyan Yan quickened his pace and left the capital of Persia. The people of the Nine Surnames of Zhaowu were captured by Tian Khan. Not many people knew about this.
The reason why I did this was for Tang Jun and to negotiate terms with Zhang Yang in the future.
The Persians are not to be feared, nor are the cannibals to be feared. Zhang Yang, who is far away in Chang'an City, is the most terrifying person, and Tian Khan is the most ambitious person.
Those arrogant cannibals never imagined what kind of enemy they were facing.
Tian Khan was not a kind emperor, and Zhang Yang was a devil. During the years when he was an official in the Ministry of Rites, Datang's appetite became bigger and bigger.
Just this time, Anyanyan didn't believe that the Tang Dynasty would be so kind to help Persia recover, let alone save Persia.
The more the Tang Dynasty has done for Persia now, the more Persia will have to pay back in the future.
In the royal capital, Belus gathered many Persians who had fled and resettled them. He finally became a Persian king.
With the return of the Persian capital, more and more Persians moved back.
The population here gradually increased, and under the arrangement of Wang Xuance, the Persian capital began to be rebuilt.
Judging from the news brought by Anyanyan, in addition to the 300,000 troops led by Umar, there were more cannibals west of the Persian capital.
Even if the Battle of the Amu Darya was won, the situation in Persia was still not optimistic.
Xue Rengui was thinking in his mind, how to deal with the big cannibal's counterattack next, relying on the two hundred earth mines in his hand?
No matter how powerful the earth mines are, their effectiveness is limited.
A few days later, Pei Xingjian arrived at the capital of Persia, leaving the upper reaches of the Amu Darya River to be guarded by the Gaochang people for the time being.
Wang Xuance and Xue Rengui went out of the city to greet him, and the three finally walked together again.
Belus established a simple Persian royal court, so simple that he just arranged people to do things for him.
Under the grand welcome of the new Persian king, Pei Xingjian, the guardian of Anxi, walked into the royal city.
"Is this the largest city in Persia?" Pei Xingjian asked.
"Yes." Belus followed with a humble look and posture.
The Persians on both sides of the road knelt down to worship this Tang man, and did not dare to raise their heads to see this young Tang official.
Pei Xingjian stopped in front of the Persian Royal City and looked at the entire domed palace in front of him. He was not interested in this weird building.
He looked away and asked Xue Rengui, "When will the envoy from Dashi come here?"
"It says there are still three days to go."
Pei Xingjian sat down on the stone steps in front of the royal city. He looked at the Persians kneeling on both sides of the street. He was just the protector of Anxi. It was obviously too much for Belus to arrange such a grand ceremony on his own initiative.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Then let's wait until the big cannibal comes to discuss this matter." Pei Xingjian looked at Xue Rengui who was aside, "Brother Xue, I have arranged for someone to send the results of the battle to the court.
, I think I can just wait for the reward."
Xue Rengui nodded heavily.
Belius stood aside humbly.
Pei Xingjian, Xue Rengui, and Wang Xuance sat on the stone steps of the royal city and discussed the next arrangements in a low voice.
But those Persians still knelt on the ground until the three Tang people left.
Three days later, spies from Maha City sent news that an epidemic had indeed occurred in the city. In order to protect himself, Maha burned many soldiers infected with the disease to death.
This epidemic caused Umar's troops to lose thousands more.
However, the opponent's actions were very fast and quickly cut off the source of the plague soldiers.
On this day, the messenger of the cannibal arrived. He was a cannibal with a philistine manner. He had a long beard and a big nose.
Blue eyes, over fifty years old.
Pei Xingjian set up a negotiation array in front of the Persian royal city, and there were two people beside him. The one on the right was a big-eating woman. She covered her hair and face with a cloth, and only a pair of blue eyes were exposed.
On the left side of this great food messenger is an acquaintance from the Central Plains, the former Khan Nishu of the Western Turks.
I didn't believe it at first, because I didn't expect this person to actually join Dashi.
"Dear General of the Tang Dynasty, I am the servant of the Prophet." The envoy of Dashi bowed and said.
"I am the Protector of the Anxi Protectorate of the Tang Dynasty. This time I am ordered by the Khan of Heaven to come to the aid of Persia." Pei Xingjian cupped his hands and said.
The Dashi envoy nodded first, then bowed, "Is the Tang Dynasty going to war with Dashi?"
Pei Xingjian drank the tea brought from the Central Plains and said with a smile: "This envoy is wrong. We are here to aid Persia, not to start a war with Dashi."
Hearing this, the envoy of Dashi frowned and said: "The Tang Dynasty fought with Omar and killed so many Dashi people. Isn't this a war with Dashi?"
This food envoy can't speak Guanzhong dialect very well and can barely be understood.
Pei Xingjian nodded and said: "We in the Tang Dynasty have been fighting for peace. It was you, the cannibals, who attacked the Persians first, and then we came to our rescue. Furthermore, when we entered Maha City, it was Omer who took the lead.
offend."
"Not only that, Omar also came to attack our troops in the upper reaches of the Amu Darya River."
"That's because you cut off the water source." Nishu said.
As soon as this man opened his mouth, he aroused the displeasure of the Great Eater.
Pei Xingjian smiled and said: "It was Umar who attacked Maha City first, and we cut off the water source to deal with it. But instead of trying to negotiate peace, Umar came to attack us."
At this point, Pei Xingjian slapped his gum and said loudly: "It was you, Dashi, who started the war with us, the Tang Dynasty! Persians, people from the Western Regions, and people from Gaochang can all testify!"
All the Persians standing behind Pei Xingjian nodded and talked in low voices.
Knowing that he was wrong, the food envoy fell silent again.
Nishu stared at the Protector Pei. This man also came from the Diplomatic Academy in Chang'an. He heard about this person's origins as soon as he arrived at the Protectorate of Anxi.
I don’t know why, but since Zhang Yang took charge of the Tang Dynasty’s diplomacy, the behavior of these Tang officials was very similar to his.
In the face of strong foreign ministers, his methods were tough and no one could refute him.
This time, the only difference was that Da Shiren attacked Maha City where the Tang army was stationed first. As a result, Da Shiren lost the opportunity to negotiate.
Ni She was secretly surprised. This Protector was equally difficult to deal with, and his behavior was no different from that of Zhang Yang.
The envoy of Dashi whispered: "We, Dashi, wish to make peace with the Tang Dynasty."
These words made Pei Xingjian smile, "How to reconcile?"
The envoy of Dashi saluted reverently, "Dashi is willing to share the territory of Persia with the Tang Dynasty."
Pei Xingjian drank tea and poured him another bowl. "Let's not talk about this for now. Let me try our tea from the Central Plains."
The food envoy looked at the few dried leaves floating in the bowl strangely. Seeing that the Tang man in front of him was still unsatisfied after drinking, he also picked up the bowl and took a sip, and said with a sigh: "I prefer your wine from the Central Plains."
Pei Xingjian sat down again and glanced at the Persian King Belus beside him. He looked obviously more embarrassed when he heard that they wanted to jointly divide the Persian territory.
It can be said that a country's power is in the hands of others. If you think about it from another person's perspective, even if you hear that two outsiders share your property equally, you will definitely feel uncomfortable.
But this is the current situation in Persia. Facing the Tang Dynasty and Dashi, the two most powerful countries in the world today, Persia has no right to speak.
It's just that every time this big food messenger makes a decision, he has to look at the big food woman beside him.
This atmosphere was so strange that Pei Xingjian even suspected that the real messenger of this negotiation was not the fifty-year-old man in front of him, but this woman.
As if noticing Pei Xingjian's gaze, the woman lowered her head slightly to avoid his gaze.
Pei Xingjian looked at the Persian envoy again, "Then let me tell you what the conditions are?"
The envoy of Dashi smiled and said: "Dear Protector of the Tang Dynasty, please speak."
"First of all, Umar must die. He offended our Tang Dynasty and also intercepted and killed the old king of Persia."
"No! Umar must return Dashi."
The messenger refused decisively.
Pei Xingjian was fed up with the dry and hot climate here. He used a fan to cover his face from the scorching sun, and said: "Then there is no need to talk about it. I will trap Omer to death. You cannibals come anyway."
If we come to attack, the worst we can do is retreat to the Western Region of the Central Plains."
For the Great Eater, Umar is now in dire straits. He is trapped in the city of Maha. There is a shortage of water and food, and an epidemic broke out before he ran out of food. Who knows how long he can survive in that city. Today's Great Eater needs it.
He returned to take charge of the overall situation.
At this point, the Tang people were more advantageous.
The food envoy looked at the woman next to him and lowered his posture again, "I don't know what kind of conditions the Tang Dynasty wanted to let Omar leave Maha."
Ni She whispered a few words next to the Dashi messenger again, and the two sides got into an argument using Dashi words.
Negotiating terms with the people of the Tang Dynasty? Especially the officials of the Foreign Affairs Academy led by Zhang Yang. This is a sheep entering the tiger's mouth. They will pay astronomical prices as soon as they open their mouths.
Pei Xingjian smiled and said, "Have you two finished chatting?"
The envoy of Dashi regained his composure, saluted again and replied in unfamiliar Guanzhong dialect: "Please ask Datang to make some conditions."
"Yes." Pei Xingjian nodded first, stood up and said, "You can also ask Omer to go back. First of all, except for him, the other big cannibals can't go back. They need to stay here to do hard labor for us and help us build the city.
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The Great Eater nodded in agreement.
Pei Xingjian added: "Furthermore, the cannibal must give up all the land that was originally Persia."
"The prophet led us to knock down those maps. Those maps no longer belong to Persia. They belong to the land of God."
After he finished speaking, he looked at the face of the woman next to him and lowered his head, "Pei Duhu, please continue."
Pei Xingjian looked at Ni Shu and said, "This person must be returned to Datang and handed over to Datang for disposal."
The food envoy looked at the panicked Ni She and nodded: "You can hand it over to Datang now."
Only Nishu understood the Tang people best. He understood the situation in the Western Regions, the official structure of the Tang Dynasty, and the military system of the Tang Dynasty.
If such people remain in the cannibal army, they will be a hidden danger and must be eliminated as soon as possible.
Pei Xingjian looked at the masked eating woman beside him, "Why don't you tell me, I'm tired of watching you exchange glances."
The masked woman whispered something in Dashi language.
The food messenger took over the words and nodded: "The goddess said she is willing to exchange half of the land for Omer."
