In a river valley on the edge of Talas City, there was a camp of tribesmen who had fled from the Stone Kingdom, including some Hu merchants from the Nine Kingdoms of Zhaowu and official representatives.
It was getting late now, and the setting sun was setting from the horizon, hanging down into the jade-belt-like upper reaches of the river, spreading a rustling golden light on the water. The grass on the river bank was also dyed with a layer of gold, and the felt tents arranged vertically and horizontally were all bathed in the setting sun.
In the last afterglow.
There was a huge bonfire in the center of the camp, and the rising flames crackled, as if a big tree had been set on fire. The Sogdians, who had lost their property and family, sat cross-legged around the bonfire, listening to a speech by a disheveled man.
This is Zambixido, the prince of King Najuchebishi. On the day when the capital was captured by the Tang army, he fled with a few followers to the vicinity of Talas City.
Stationed in Talas City is General Tuqishi who once declared his allegiance to the Stone Kingdom. However, now he does not dare to take in the old and young of the Stone Kingdom for fear of offending Gao Xianzhi and attracting troops.
"Gao Xianzhi killed our people! He robbed our property, and his soldiers bullied our wives and daughters! Can we surrender! No!"
"We want to fight, we want revenge!"
"Revenge! Revenge!" The group of Shiguo people sitting closest to him shouted impassionedly, their faces red with anger like a bonfire. The Sogdian people sitting slightly outside were somewhat rational, or perhaps they had not yet been ignited.
One of the older men stood up from the ground and asked loudly: "How can we avenge this? It's just us. The Tang army has strong bows, thick armor, and sharp weapons. No matter how many people we gather, we can't unite them."
Support the Tang army who is capable of conquering and fighting to compete."
Zambichido stretched out his arm and pointed to the west and said loudly: "There is Dashi's army in Samarkand to the west. We can recruit them as reinforcements to jointly attack the four towns of Anxi and kill Gao Xianzhi!"
"Cannibals?" Some people became suspicious and shouted: "Cannibals are not a good thing. They come to us to impose heavy taxes and ask us to believe in Allah! You are attracting lions and tigers.
Do you want to fight? They are all cannibals."
"No, I want to reiterate again, that was the great food in white clothes in the past, but now the sky in Khorasan has changed. The great hero Boshilin led the army to defeat the Umayyad army. The great food now belongs to Ai
Bu Abbas!”
"What difference does it make?" someone asked.
"Yes! Boshilin is the greatest rebel. He is good at resisting oppression, and he can also help us drive away the oppressors!"
"I have something to say," a wise old man stood up from the crowd and asked: "Who is the prince going to send to report the news to Dashi? Who is he going to send to persuade Jianbo Xilin to send troops?"
"Here," Zambishido was speechless for a moment and said after careful consideration: "We should find someone who is highly respected and wise."
"There is no need to look for it. Prince, you are of noble status and wise enough, so you are the most suitable candidate!"
Zambexido was stunned for a moment, and the words he was about to say were stuck in his throat. After much hesitation, he nodded and agreed: "Okay, I can go, but when I escaped from the capital, I was penniless and didn't even have a mount.
…”
The wise old man stood up from the ground, pulled up a kneeling camel, and held a bag of money in his hand. He came to Zambexido and said sincerely: "Prince, this is my old camel. It can travel thousands of miles across mountains and rivers."
, and more importantly, it knows the way. You can ride it to Samarkand with your eyes closed. Let alone Samarkand, even if you go to Tus City, the capital of Khorasan Province, it will not get lost.
There is this bag of money, it contains Sasanian gold coins, you will need it to travel throughout the world."
Zambexiduo lost his voice: "I...my body..."
"Prince, there is no need to thank me. If I can help him avenge the hatred of his family and his country, it doesn't matter if I lose my entire family!"
"You," the prince's face turned red, and some excuses could no longer be made.
The old man squatted down on one knee and put his hands on the ground. He stood up with a strong back and said loudly: "Prince, please get on the camel and set off! I am an old man who is willing to be your stepping stone."
The people in the surrounding Stone Kingdom also raised their hands excitedly and shouted: "Prince, please feel free to go on your way! We are waiting for you to move in and join Bo Xilin's army!"
The old man swung the whip and slapped the camel on the buttocks, and it immediately spread its thick hooves and ran far away, rushing into the dim dusk.
…
The Khorasan region includes the former Sassanid Kingdom of Persia, the Nine Kingdoms of Hanoi and the Tocharian region. Boshilin is in charge of a land equivalent to a quarter of the Great Eclipse, and its capital, Tus City, was the former capital of Persia.
And it will also have a famous name Mashhad in the future.
Domes and flat-roofed houses abound in the city of Tus. People in black clothes have white cloths wrapped around their heads, and various vendors push fruit carts to sell on the streets.
A cavalry unit flying a black flag marched through the streets, causing everyone to hurriedly avoid it. The army turned into the military camp behind the Governor's Palace.
General Ziyad bin Saleh was sitting on a bench with his legs crossed on a bluestone platform, surrounded by empty circular walls and a domed roof painted with complicated color paintings.
A young general wearing chainmail walked into the door, knelt on one knee and crossed his chest and spoke: "General Ziad, Samarkand sent a prince from the nine countries in the river, saying that he has news that will surprise us."
"The princes of the nine kingdoms in the river?" Ziad said angrily: "In this ghost place in the river, you can catch the prince with just a handful. Which one are they talking about? What news?"
"It seems to be the prince of Shiguo. Please ask him to come in and tell you the specific news in person."
"Okay, I'll just meet such a prince. Let him come in."
As soon as Ziad finished speaking, his subordinates had already moved away from the door. Two soldiers pushed Prince Zambecido in, and then each left and guarded the door.
Zambexido was highly nervous, but he had to pretend to be used to strong winds and waves. He stepped forward with his left leg, bowed and crossed his chest and said: "Dear General, I am the prince of the Stone Country in the River. I am here.
Please see the general."
Ziad ignored his politeness and still crossed his legs and said: "A nobleman like you, why did you come to our city of Tus?"
An expression of pain and sadness appeared on Zambixido's face, and he said with tears in his eyes: "The general of the Tang Army, Gao Xianzhi, led his army to break through our capital, robbed my father, robbed the capital, and killed the people of our country.
.I come here with the thoughts of the elders of the Stone Kingdom, hoping that General Ziad can uphold justice and help us take revenge."
Ziad asked in surprise: "Gao Xianzhi? Robbed your country's capital?"
"Yep!"
"Well, your grandmother's mouth! You ungrateful things, have you forgotten how you scolded us in the first place? Now tell me, who is the bastard jackal?"
Zambixido's eyes were blazing and he said loudly: "Gao Xianzhi is the jackal!"
Ziad reached out and patted his face and said with a smile: "I already understand. When the time comes, guide us carefully. Your father's great revenge will definitely be avenged. Take him down."
Two guards walked in and led him out, appearing much gentler than the rough treatment they had just given.
Ziad walked out of the military camp headquarters and went straight to the Governor's Mansion in front of the military camp. He followed the chiseled stone stairs that circled the wall to the second floor. He passed through two doorways and found an empty hall opposite. A man wearing white linen sat there.
On the stone platform, this man is none other than Abu ***, the founder of the Abbasid dynasty and the founding father in black.
Abu *** was not only a hero to the Abbasid dynasty, but in a sense, the Abbasid family stole the results of the uprising war from Abu *** and even enjoyed the benefits.