Said immediately put on a righteous and awe-inspiring look, and his gaze did not evade, responding to Fazler's direct gaze.

"Do you think that killing Qajar will force the Tang people to sit down with us again and negotiate?"

"At least there's a chance that if we don't do anything, things will only get worse!"

Said laughed, pointing at Fazle's breathless laughter, perhaps because he was in a hurry to go to the doctor, this man even became extremely naïve.

"Even if Qajar is dead, what about the Mahdi? Wouldn't the Tang Dynasty push the Mahdi to the front? Wouldn't it be even more destructive to let him fight the caliph?"

The series of questions was like a sledgehammer, slamming heavily on Fazl's chest, he really ignored Mahdi, think about it, if the Tang people supported this prince to compete with al-Mansur for the position of caliph, it is also very likely, can Mahdi be killed as well?

Not to mention that the Tang Dynasty guarded Mahdi tightly, and his whereabouts are still extremely secret, and no one can say exactly where he is now sent to captivity.

No one had seen the prince since he had seen Mahdi in a courtyard where high-ranking prisoners were being held, some saying that he had been sent to the care of the city of Dimduo, which was under the absolute control of the Tang Dynasty, and others that he would be sent to Chang'an, where he would be sacrificed to the Tang emperor as a prisoner of the highest rank.

All in all, there are many theories about Mahdi's whereabouts, but none of them have ever been confirmed, and in fact they can never be verified.

Thinking of all this, Fazler is like a deflated urine bubble, and he has lost his energy, so what is the point of assassinating Qajar in this way?

There are too many chess pieces in the hands of the Tang people, even if one or two are destroyed, they will soon introduce substitutes, and there is no way to completely eradicate this hidden danger.

Fazler is not a fool, although the Tang Dynasty people have dragged on and on, and promised to stop the army and truce, but what the arrival of Qajar says, as long as he is not a fool, he can see at a glance.

He was very annoyed and offered to exchange a part of Fars for a truce, which not only failed to satisfy the appetite of the Tang people, but made them like jackals that smelled blood, and wanted to bite off a few more pieces of meat from the Empire.

Suddenly, Fazler straightened his back, and did not care if someone was watching them, and said loudly:

"No, you can't do nothing, you have to do something, you can't give up without doing anything!"

At this time, Fazler was a little abnormally excited, turning aimlessly in circles in the tent, Said shook his head helplessly, and sighed softly.

He knew that Fazler was venting the humiliation he had suffered for many days, and he had to find a chance to release it, otherwise he would really be able to suffocate a good person.

However, Fazler's reckless shouting on the territory of the Tang people, if he was heard, was likely to make a dangerous move, and it would be unknown whether Fazsler would return to Ctesiphon alive.

Feeling the need to organize Fazler's sudden madness, Said grabbed his robe around his neck and shook his hands back and forth.

"Your Highness wake up, wake up! This is in the enemy camp, although the situation is difficult, but it is not yet time to give up on yourself!"

Even shaking and scolding with a head and a face, Fazler finally regained his senses.

He immediately regretted his reckless actions, and finally lowered his noble head.

"Said, you did the right thing, I almost did the stupidest thing to ......"

Said's voice was low.

"Now is not the time to hold on to who is right and who is wrong, it's about how we respond, and we have to make a decision as soon as possible!"

With that, he looked at Fazler expectantly, waiting for his decision!

When it comes to this, where does Fazler have any decision? He has long been left without a master, and he doesn't know what to do!

"Sayyid, tell me, how do we deal with it now?"

Said pondered for a while, then replied:

"Now that we know that it is impossible to negotiate in exchange for an armistice, there is no point in staying, so it is better to return to Ctesiphon as soon as possible and inform the Caliph of the truth here!"

"Just going back?"

Listening to the advice of the fourth aunt, Fazler was a little hesitant, he didn't know that this was the best choice, but the world is like this, and how to choose many things is not based on the same interests and losses. For example, choosing to return to Ctesiphon may be more beneficial to Mansour, but it is not a good thing for Fazl himself.

In vain, and even angry at Mahdi's capture, Mansour is likely to punish Fazler as a scapegoat.

If this is the case, Mansour will definitely punish his family with the most cruel means, although the two are of the same ancestry, but he is not even a brother and a son, how can he be open to his relatives across the mountains and rivers?

The temperament that Mansour knows best is both an advantage for Fazler to make favorable decisions in the face of trouble, and a source of his timidity.

Fazi was so hungry that he didn't even dare to continue thinking about it, and he couldn't help but shudder at the thought that his whole family might be dragged to the square and hanged.

Mansour has never hesitated to torture the losers, and his purpose is naturally to spur the ministers and generals to fight bravely to kill the enemy and win the victory, but at the same time, it also makes many people unable to face defeat, and many times the generals who have been defeated will choose to surrender or flee.

Mahdi is the most striking example, and he had kept nearly 20,000 elite soldiers, and if he had returned to Ctesiphon after the defeat of Sylvan, it would not have left Mansur in such an embarrassment.

But it was precisely because Mahdi also knew Mansour's temperament very well that he was afraid of being cruelly punished when he returned, so he chose to flee north.

Unexpectedly, this escape actually embarked on a road of no return!

Fazle, of course, did not have the time to sympathize with Mahdi, and he was now thinking more about his own safety when he returned to Ctesiphon.

Looking at Said, Fazler suddenly had an idea in his heart that even he thought was absurd, and once it was born, it quickly flourished as if it had taken root, but he was hesitating whether he should consult with him.

Eventually, Fazler made a decision.

"Said, do you think it is possible for us to defect to the Tang people?"

As he said this, he stared intently at Said's changing expression.

To be honest, Said was indeed taken aback by Fazler's words, and he would never have imagined that Fazler, who had always been very loyal to Mansour, would also have the idea of defecting.

"Defect to the Tang people, Your Highness, don't, don't be kidding, this, how is this possible......"