"Someone, someone......"

Abbas suddenly summoned his servants, pointed to the porcelain and silk, and hissed:

"Take all these things, use them for military pay, recruit soldiers!"

As a barbarian tribe who had just come out of the desert for less than a hundred years, the Great Cannibal did not have any concept of a country, let alone the personal concept of "the rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of the husband" of the Tang people.

They are still the kind of barbarians who are the jungle and even profit-driven, and although they have replaced the Persian royal family as the new rulers of the land, they are still only interested in profit.

Of course, in the tribal group of the Great Eater nobility, in the course of several years of rule, there were some people who were worried about the country. For example, the old governor of Khorasan, Abbas, was now the largest prince in the eastern part of the empire, and at the same time a man who was determined to fight for the empire all his life.

Therefore, Abbas's greatest hatred in his life was the merchants, many of whom had only money in their eyes, and even the Romans were willing to pay for it, and they were willing to serve the infidels and sell their own people.

Said is obviously an outlier in this group of businessmen, and he actually has the determination and courage to scatter thousands of family fortunes for the sake of the strength and revitalization of Dashi.

If Abbas had kept such expensive silk and porcelain in his warehouse, what right would he have to despise and ridicule the merchants who only knew how to chase gold and silver?

Abbas couldn't even pass his own level!

Said was obviously greatly moved, and said in a trembling voice:

"How can the governor use all these things as military pay? This is what the villain has dedicated to the governor, and the villain also has other household assets, which can be used as military pay!"

Hearing this, Abbas waved his hand.

"How can I be so stingy with a gold coin that the empire and Khorasan are facing an unprecedented threat?"

After saying these words, Abbas realized that he had lost his words, and cleared his throat in embarrassment, wanting to add something, but for a moment he didn't know where to start.

He has accumulated a huge amount of family assets in Khorasan in the past few years, and compared to Said, who broke his family and squandered his wealth, he is really an out-and-out money-grubber.

Seeing that the servants had removed the silk and porcelain, Said gave him a top hat in due course.

"The governor has squandered money for the country, and the villain is 100% respected! If the ministers of the empire learn of the governor's righteous deeds, they will surely pass on the praise......"

Although Abbas prides himself on being different, he is also a human being in the final analysis, and he is secretly proud of being praised in this way.

Come to think of it, how many of the imperial nobles, especially the royal family of the Abbasid Caliphate, can take out so much money to recruit troops to fight like themselves?

Those aristocrats only knew how to raise and collect taxes, and once they ran out of money, they would raise a tax.

This was the case with the Umayyad caliphs and their ministers, who produced a flood of taxes, most of which were directed at the infidels.

This also led to the embarrassing situation of the Empire, although the Empire did not prohibit heretics, but such a large number of onerous taxes against infidels made many people dare not speak out, and as for the bankrupt infidels, many joined the rebels.

The long-term targeting of the pagan poll tax virtually provided an objective reason for the enemies of the empire to unite. Originally, these were nothing, and if they dared to join forces to rebel, the iron hooves of the empire would have leveled them.

But now the situation was different, and Zamas proclaimed the re-establishment of Persia in the small city of Tocharo, in the small city of Nadrata, and proclaimed himself king of Persia, like a lamp in the vast darkness, showing the way to the scattered pagans.

"What do you think of Zamas's establishment of himself king of Persia in Vedata?"

Thinking of the restoration of Persia, Abbas began to ask some questions in detail. It seemed to him that Said, who had just returned from the East, must have known a lot of information that he did not know.

Said didn't expect that the old governor's mind would be so jumpy, and he was still vowing to organize the local soldiers of Khorasan to fight back. Now the matter of the establishment of the Persian state was suddenly mentioned.

Of course, Zamas knew about the establishment of himself as king of Persia in Vedus, and although he was not involved in it, one thing was certain.

"The Tang people must be the supporters behind the scenes! If the empire intends to sweep away the rebellion of Zamas, I am afraid that the Tang army must be defeated first!"

Said's suggestion hit the nail on the head, if it was just Zamas's self-defeating rebellion, the empire could easily crush them as easily as crushing a worm to death.

However, the problem now is that the elite from the Tang Dynasty is in Anxi, and they only need to cross the Green Ridge to fight head-on with the army of Dashi.

What's even more troublesome is that this is still a Tang army that has just defeated the Great Food Eastern Expeditionary Army.

"Who do you think is more powerful, my big food soldier or Tang soldier?"

The question was simple, but Said turned around in his stomach a few times before he said slowly:

"My big food soldiers are naturally more powerful than the former Tang Dynasty border army. But compared with the elite who came from the hinterland of the Tang Dynasty, it is much inferior!"

Abbas nodded with a solemn face, Said's words were expected by him, but emotionally difficult to accept. Or rather, he doesn't think that Tang Bing must be stronger than the Great Food Soldier.

It was only under the influence of many factors that Yusuf failed so badly.

"Tang Bing is powerful, where is the power?"

Saeed said:

"Tang soldiers have a sharp weapon, called artillery, once used, the battlefield is earth-shattering, thick smoke covers the sky, the blink of an eye is smashed by the person will be severe, and then their infantry will sweep up, although my big food soldier is strong, but the flesh and blood can't resist the terrifying artillery after all!"

"What kind of weapon is artillery?"

Said's answer was unexpected, and Abbas earnestly asked for all the information about artillery.

In fact, Said had only seen Tang soldiers use firearms once, and he didn't know much about the details. All he knew was the power and influence he had seen outside the battlefield.

"Don's artillery, can we make it?"

Many people regard the terrifying power of Tang Dynasty weapons as the power of ghosts and gods, but Abbas has not personally experienced that kind of shocking feeling, so he can analyze it more rationally. Since it's a weapon, it can be made, the Tang people can make it, and of course the big cannibals can do it!

Said was stunned, he didn't expect that Abbas would propose to make artillery, even Yusuf sighed for a long time, helpless, it seems that the caliph let this old donkey go to Khorasan in the east to be the governor, not for nothing.