When Omar saw Zheng Yueru, his whole body went numb.
The people of the Putu Dynasty were also numb.
Sister!
Why did you show up again!
We have all started to prepare for the war. There is only two days until the war. Have you come here?
A bunch of civil and military officials were dumbfounded.
Looking stupidly at the white-haired Omar.
Lord Sultan?
What to do?
Omar howled, "What should I do? Hurry and prepare for me to greet the Dragon Flame God Envoy!"
quick!
Put down your weapons, hold the flowers, and get the hada!
Dance!
What? Change clothes?
No!
No need to change!
The clothes of our Turkic people are enough!
For a while.
The soldiers of the Putu Dynasty verified a truth that has been known to everyone since ancient times. They were nomadic people who were good at fighting, but they were also prairie artists who were good at singing and dancing.
In Liu Zheng's previous life, it was the Maxim machine gun that did this.
But now.
It's Dragon Flame.
It's the Liangzhou Army.
It’s Zheng Yueru.
Omar left the city in tears, taking a group of his ministers with him.
The suffering during this period of time made his hair turn white, as if he had aged dozens of years.
When he saw Zheng Yueru, he was like a son seeing his biological mother.
"Putu Kingdom, welcome Ambassador Long Yan!"
"Welcome Ambassador Long Yan!"
With a loud shout, the whole audience knelt down and worshiped.
Singing and dancing, let alone this humble thing.
The posture is too low.
Omar's attitude is at its lowest level!
Although it's late...
But at least it’s here!
No more fighting!
Who wants to fight a war if there can be peace?
Omar, with his identity, originally didn't want to kneel down, but he didn't know whether it was because he was really afraid or because his legs were weak. As soon as he came to Zheng Yueru, he stumbled and knelt down.
Zheng Yueru, who originally looked calmly at Omar who was so excited that she shed tears.
An idea suddenly came into her mind.
Look, this kid is scared.
The young master is really too bad.
"Sir Sultan, this is absolutely impossible to do, absolutely impossible to do!"
Although Zheng Yueru was in a sorry state, she quickly came out to help her.
Omar, however, didn't care so much and refused to get up. He burst into tears and said: "General Zheng, General Zheng, you have to make the decision for our Putu Kingdom! The general's suffering this time is indeed the Putu Kingdom's dereliction of duty. There is no
As a landlord, I have learned the news of General Zheng's death. The whole country has been extremely angry and dispatched at least 100,000 soldiers to search for the whereabouts of the two generals..."
"But today General Qin's army is approaching the border, and Putu is panicking..."
"Afraid!"
I burst into tears and was extremely sad.
All the civil and military officials behind him also burst into tears.
As the saying goes, if a king insults his ministers, they will die.
The Sultan is so humble, let alone them?
The whole of Kabul also fell into a tragic atmosphere.
That's it.
Zheng Yueru smiled faintly: "Why are you doing this, Lord Sudan? The Silk Road belongs to the young master. Encountering robbers on the road is not what you or I want. General Qin and I are brothers and sisters, and it is natural to worry. Don't worry, Sudan. When he comes,
If I am the one who takes care of it, I will ensure that Putu is worry-free!"
Omar was so excited and so grateful.
This is what he wants.
Suddenly, the whole of Kabul.
The gongs and drums were noisy again, welcoming the two people into the city. No matter from which angle you look at it, this scene is still a bit funny. Two people in rags, surrounded by these gorgeously dressed Putu people, look like their parents.