After watching the Tang people's drills, Fazler had an idea, and even planned to add the terms of the cannon to be cast in the negotiations, but he rejected them one by one.

No matter how stupid those people from the East are, it is impossible for them to give up the weapons of the military state to the naked people.

The shouts and cheers in the distance were ignored by Fazler, who stood on the half-finished arrow tower and suddenly frowned and laughed, making Said think that the prince of the empire had a mental problem.

"Said, it's windy up this arrow tower, let's go down and have a look!"

Although the wind on the arrow tower is strong, but the victory is in the wide field of vision, if you go down, the line of sight will be blocked by the wall of the two people how high it is, it must not be as clear as seeing it here.

Said couldn't understand why Fazler had lost interest in watching the Tang soldiers outside, but he still obediently helped him slowly climb down.

After descending from the arrow tower, Fazler's pale face gradually regained a little blood, and it seemed that the unfavorable emotions just now due to the fear of heights had dissipated cleanly, and he began to talk freely again.

Fazler further proposed his idea of sending merchants to the East to recruit artisans who knew how to cast artillery, at the cost of heavy sums and even force.

For the first time, Saeed agreed one by one.

"Your Royal Highness, Tang Bing's drill has just begun, we have such a good opportunity, don't we observe it for a while? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

Fazler waved his hand contentedly.

"The method of military training lies in the essence, and now that we know their essence, why waste any more time? It is better to go back, open our stomachs, and eat and drink well!"

Perhaps it was because he was so hungry on the road, and before it was time for dinner in the evening, Fazler was already cooing and screaming alone.

Sure enough, as the officer said, the time for dinner had just arrived. A sergeant from the Shenwu Army brought a meal, but it was a little simpler than the wine and meat at noon.

Hard, baked dough, two large bowls of sour broth, that's all there is to dinner.

Fazler complained that the Tang people were slow to treat him and demanded that wine and meat be provided according to the noon standard, but the military officials pushed him back.

"Regardless of the rank in the army, they eat and live together, even the prime minister eats our broth and cakes, and the noble envoy should follow the customs!"

Fazler stirred the sour soup in a large clay bowl with a copper spoon, and sure enough, he was able to fish out a few lambs.

Compared with Fazler, who was full of complaints, Saeed ate with relish.

Although his life was good for his father and ancestors, the hardships of running a merchant were no better than those of marching and fighting, sleeping in the open air, and even facing life and death dangers, these experiences allowed him to face everything as usual.

Besides, although it is not very suitable for the taste of this sour broth cake, it is really luxurious compared to ordinary army meals.

After all, the soup was steaming, and there was some mutton in it, and although the scones were hard, the cakes were dotted with flax, indicating that they were carefully made.

Fazler saw that he was eating with relish, and said:

"You can eat such shoddy food?"

Said calmly replied:

"Your Royal Highness, we are short of food and clothing all the way, if we can have this hot soup scones, we will die of happiness!"

Fazler was speechless, only that the merchant was so elusive at times.

"His Royal Highness may not know that in the imperial army, even a centurion can eat this kind of meal, which is considered a good treatment!"

Said's words aroused Fazler's interest, he was in a high position in the court, he did not personally participate in all the great wars of the empire, and even if he participated in part of the march, he carried a large number of slave servants, and everything was not much worse than at Ctesiphon, so he did not know much about the situation at the bottom of the imperial army.

When I heard that the Imperial Army was eating worse than the Tang people, I was a little incredulous for a while.

"How is this possible? The empire spends millions of dinars a year for the army, but the warriors can't even eat meat, is all that money embezzled by the officials who handle it?"

Fazler was not a foolish man, and was well aware of the widespread corruption among officials.

Said shook his head.

"The villain is not very clear about the supply process in the imperial army, but he has been marching with the army for a long time, and he eats and lives like ordinary soldiers, usually only baked hard cakes and a bowl of cold water!"

In fact, at this time, all the armies, except for the Shenwu Army, did not provide hot water, and it would be good to have clean water to quote. Not to mention the hot lamb soup with a small amount of lamb.

After listening to Said's description, Fazl did not understand that the dietary standards of the imperial army were already over-standard in his contemporaries, but simply compared with the Shenwu army, he felt that he was a disadvantage to those warriors who worked hard for the empire and the caliphate.

Therefore, he was somewhat indignant.

"After I go back, I must suggest to the caliph that I kill a group of corrupt and bribed officials and generals, and send home those who are mediocre in ability but are in high positions by virtue of family connections, and replace them with capable people, so that all the warriors of the empire can eat mutton without a meal, and it will be enough!"

Said praised Fazl for his wisdom, but he slandered it, these are easy to do, it is easy to kill a few officials from small families and small tribes, but those really difficult bones are the tribes of the emperor's fathers, not to mention a prince of Fazl, even if the caliph himself acts, he must have some scruples.

As for making every ordinary soldier eat mutton without a full meal, even if the officials were united, they might not be able to provide enough mutton for the huge number of imperial soldiers.

Although these ideas are all well-intentioned, if they really want to put them into practice, the results they receive are often not what they want.

At night, the lights went out, and after a few drums, except for some special positions in the army, no stars were allowed to shine, and Fazler and Saeed also dragged their tired bodies to sleep on the Hu bed.

The next day, Fazler got up early and waited to meet the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, and then put forward the conditions to complete the mission of the trip.

But for two days, the Tang people did not have the slightest intention of peace talks, and even the Tang Dynasty prime minister with a cold and polite attitude did not appear again, and asked the accompanying military officials about it, and the answer was also ambiguous, only saying that the prime minister was busy with official business these days, and he would immediately meet with the noble envoy after the meal.

Fazler complained that he had been given a cold reception, but he had no choice but to accept the reality. This situation did not exist in the past, and with the power of the empire as the backing, which country would dare to slow down?

Here again, Fazler's self-esteem was stimulated!