Chapter One Thousand and Thirty-Three

Hyderabad's ore is scarce and produced in very low quantities, and because of its characteristics, it has become a target for the Great Food to conquer the remnants of various dynasties. In terms of the application of Hyderabad ore, the Great Cannibal has not yet reached the level of Datang, but after a long period of experimentation, he has gradually figured out a set of methods to quench Hyderabad ore and integrate it with other metals, and greatly improve their sharpness.

Although the weapons forged in this way have not yet reached the point where they can be cut off like the Uzi steel sword of the Tang Dynasty and even the dark green "Heavenly God War Armor" of the Aurora Legion, it has surpassed almost all the previous Great Food Treasure Knives and swords, and the sharpness has reached a higher level.

Using the raw materials extracted from Hyderabad ore and the extraterrestrial iron to forge weapons belonging to the Mamluk Legion, even if it is not as good as the Uzi Steel Sword, it will definitely not be too bad!

— at least Aybek and Faisal were convinced.

"Hoof!"

Everything was arranged, and just as Aybek was about to leave, suddenly, there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves. I saw an iron horse suddenly break in from the outside.

"Stop!"

There was a burst of shouting around, the void roared, and a famous Mamluk cavalry swarmed from all directions, and a series of fierce qi machines instantly locked on to the intruder. At the outskirts of the courtyard, more than a dozen Mamluk warriors approached, blocking his way. All sides cooperated, and in just a moment, the intruder immediately fell into a dead end.

Seeing the light of the knife and the sound of the clanging, it only took a moment for the intruder to be killed on the spot. Suddenly, Aibek stood on the steps, glanced at the golden robe on the man's body, and in an instant, his whole face changed sharply:

"Stop!"

In an instant, as if time had frozen, all the drawn scimitars were suspended in the air, and a dozen or so Mamluk cavalry all stopped. Aybek had already descended the steps and met the intruder.

Messenger of the Caliphate!

Dressed in robes made of gold and adorned with intricate patterns, these knights were messengers of the Great Food Emperor's caliphate. Each of them was a hand-picked, extremely loyal and powerful man who would only appear when carrying out extremely important tasks that the Emperor Caliph attached great importance to.

"Aybek!"

The wind howled, and the golden-robed knight, dressed as a hunter, sat on his horse and called out Aybek's name. His face was covered with a silvery-white mask full of tiny beeholes, and his voice was condescending, and his voice was extremely cold:

"The caliph has decreed that the Tang people of Hengros must be destroyed, and after success, the Mamluk legion will continue to advance eastward with the three governors of Kudibo, Abmus/Lin, and Ottoman, and conquer the entire eastern world, and the Mamluk legion will get a promised land as a permanent fief as it wishes!"

The Caliph's messenger was concise and concise, explaining the purpose of his visit.

"Huh!"

In an instant, in the backyard of the entire City Lord's Mansion, the atmosphere changed sharply. Before Aiybek could speak, behind him, Faisal, the second man in Mamluk, and all the surrounding Mamluk regiments changed color sharply.

The Promised Land!

This was the most persistent, but never fulfilled, wish of all Mamluk warriors of all generations. Although the Mamluk Legion is known as the strongest warrior and the most loyal force in the entire Great Food, and has made great achievements, in exchange for other legions or generals, I am afraid that the Great Food Emperor has already obtained his own fief. However, the Mamluk legions, for some of the first reasons of the distant past, were restricted by the laws of a long empire, and were not subject to rewards.

So even though the reputation of the Mamluk Legion is now rising to the sky, and its combat effectiveness is incomparable, it is like duckweed, running around, running wherever there is a war, and never having its own roots.

If there was a "Promised Land", it would mean that the Mamluk Legion could recruit, stay, train, collect taxes, and operate on it...... and even to breed offspring and become a huge city of Mamluk. The entire Mamluk Legion was able to break through the limit of 10,000 men and reach an unprecedented peak.

- This is exactly what all Mamluk warriors dream of!

"Your Excellency!"

In an instant, the gaze of all the Mamluk legionnaires became eager, and even Faisal could not keep his composure, and immediately stepped forward from behind, his breathing becoming even more disordered. No one thought that the caliph would attach so much importance to the East, let alone that in order to conquer the East, the caliph would even be willing to break that convention and make such conditions.

"Aiybek, this is a token of His Majesty, hold this token, Harry will practice what he says, take it!"

On horseback, the golden-robed caliph messenger took out a black crescent-like metal token with many hollow patterns wrapped around its surface, and flew out with his hand:

"However, the caliph also has a message that this crusade is the only chance for the Mamluk legions to get the promised land, if they can't pacify Talas and set foot in the east, all the Mamluk cavalry, for generations, will be enslaved forever, and they will never get any more promised land!"

"Buzz!"

The two supreme commanders of the Mamluk Legion, Aiybek and Faisal, were all violently shaken, and their expressions suddenly became solemn.

"Subordinate orders!"

The two of them bowed their heads in unison.

......

Time passed slowly, and in Khorasan City, all the Great Food Craftsmen worked day and night to create a set of Mamluk's latest extraterrestrial star iron armor, while Abmus/Lin of the Black Forest on the front line led the army, restrained with all their might, avoiding any battle with the Tang Dynasty, and waited for the arrival of the two governors in the rear and the Mamluk legion.

Every day new news came, and every day countless soldiers rushed from Cairo and Tarsus to Khorasan in the rear, where they joined Mamluk and then went to the Black Forest to join Abmus/Lim.

At the same time, in the distant city of Talas, the same flames were raging, thick smoke was billowing out, and tens of thousands of Tang Dynasty/troops were practicing day and night in the city, constantly training. And no one knew that a group of nearly 10,000 people who were quickly selected from the Anxi Protector Army, the Demo Western Protector Army, and the mercenaries of various tribes formed the world's first "Modao Warrior Legion", which was actively training.

Every day, the city of Talas has a new atmosphere.

All the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty were preparing for war with all their might under the command of Wang Chong.

And dozens of miles away, Du Wu Sili practiced the formation celestial phenomena day and night, using the thunder in the formation celestial phenomena to exercise himself and enhance his strength, in order to reach a higher realm.

Twenty miles away, the camp of the Tibetans was calm, and Daqin Ruozan was sitting in the tent drinking tea leisurely. But no one knew that across the Green Mountains, across the Western Regions, and on the distant Us-Tibet Plateau, a new army of about 40,000 people was gathering from various families and nobles on the plateau, preparing to go to Talas.

The four empires and the three forces, although they are calm and restrain each other on the surface, but in private, they are more surging and dangerous than at any time before!

War could break out at any time.

And when the battle clouds were thick in the sky over Talas, on the other side, in the distant Middle Earth Divine Continent, in the imperial capital of the Jingshi, it was a different atmosphere at this time. In the court, the controversy about Hengros also reached a fierce level. Gao Xianzhi and Wang Chong's decision on increasing troops never passed.

"Your Majesty, the minister is against it!"

Above the court, the temples were frosty white, and Zheng Chengli, the household servant who had passed the year of the Mandate of Heaven, walked out of the train with a wat board in his hand:

"Since ancient times, I have only heard of those who have lost a battle and increased their troops, but I have never heard of a victory and an increase in troops. Moreover, the imperial court uses troops every year, and the cost is huge. The year before last, the military department spent a total of 80 million stone of grain, 10 million head of cattle, sheep and livestock, 2.4 million feet of cloth, and 137 million taels of military salaries. Last year, the military headquarters spent 94 million stone of grain, 17 million head of cattle, sheep and livestock, 3.6 million feet of cloth, and 157 million taels of military salaries. This year will only cost more, and that doesn't include the bereavement benefits for the dead soldiers. ”

"Datang's 600,000 soldiers and horses, frequent foreign wars, and the consumption of a lot of national funds have become a major burden for Datang and the people!"

"Not only that, the frequent wars have caused heavy casualties among the soldiers, and in order to replenish the border soldiers, they can only recruit troops from the common people. Wei Chen accidentally learned that in some places, because of the excellent quality of the soldiers, the army has been recruited and transferred for many years, and there is even a rare phenomenon of a shortage of fields!"

"Not bad!"

As soon as the voice of Zheng Chengli, the head of the household, fell, in another train, there was already Taichangqing Zhou Taiqin, holding a wat board in his hand, with a serious expression, and stepped out:

"Weichen has just returned from the inspection of Hedong Road, passing through Luzhou, among which there is a Zhouzhuang, all the way to see, the whole village except for the old and weak women and children, there is not a single man. Wei Chen was surprised, so he stepped forward to inquire, and learned that all the men in Zhouzhuang had been recruited and joined the army. The year before last, Beiting suffered a defeat in the battle against the *Turkic Khanate, and as a result, more than ninety percent of the men in the entire village were killed in that battle. About 10 percent of the remaining men were requisitioned and transferred to other places, including the Anxi Prefecture. ”

"Although the matter of Zhouzhuang is just an example, it is the epitome of Datang. The Anxi Protectorate has already consumed a large amount of national funds every year, and I don't know how many soldiers are transported in the interior of Middle-earth every year, and now, Talas still has to use troops, does it have to be that the situation in Luzhou is all over the Tang Dynasty, and even boys are pulled into the battlefield?

When it came to the last sentence, Zhou Taiqin's voice was full of emotion. In one sentence, many ministers in the court echoed it:

"Yes, Weichen seconded the proposal!"

"Weichen seconded!"

"Weichen seconded!"

......

In the court, a famous civil servant was excited. And at this moment, a high-pitched, cold voice sounded like a jewel in the entire hall.