A few days later, we finally arrived at Sberham, the largest city in the central part of the Sassanid kingdom.

Many large rivers from the northern and southwestern mountains converge here, so even though the surrounding country is a purgatory on earth, the hills and fields here are still lush and full of life, like a paradise.

Demir tells us that the city of Sberham existed a thousand years ago during the Achaemenid dynasty of the Persians.

In this way, this city is as old as Luoyi, the eastern capital of our Han Dynasty.

But from the hill where we are located, its scale is too far from Luoyang City, at best it is a county of the size of Changsha, Xiangyang, and Jincheng.

Several ancient castles built of dark stones should be the yamen of the precinct officials, and the square blocks that extend along the ancient castle on all sides are full of workshops and goods trading markets, and the periphery of the market area is a circle of tall brownstone walls.

Above the walls are two rows of black hole battlements, and heavily armored sentries are staring at us vigilantly against the battlements.

Therefore, the entire city of Sbohan is said to be a city here, rather than a fully functional defensive fortress, a private manor of the gate lord clan.

Built on the hills, by the mountains and water, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Such a paradigm of city building may be related to the habits of the Persians, similar to the Hurong tribes in the east and north, who have always lived as nomads, and the sky is the dome and the land is the couch, and they do not like to build cities and live in groups.

This is true of the city of Herat, and so it is with the city of Sberham in front of us.

Demir, on the other hand, says that this was mainly influenced by the Romans, as was the case in the Roman cities on the west coast of the sea.

But they were not called cities or castles, but forts, Teutonic forts, Tiber castles, etc., a place where ministers, princes, generals, governors were stationed and a castle.

As the largest military town in Sasansan, there are black and gray military tents everywhere you look.

Countless military horses are scattered on the riverside and the meadows of the hills and mountains like flowing clouds.

From the gray ancient castle to the north, south, west, and north, the horse path stretches from time to time, and from time to time Persian horse caravans gallop through it.

Or a heavy army returning from transporting military horses and grain and grass from other places, or a light and heavy cavalry sent abroad.

In the starving outside world, there may have been a rise of the victims, and we can see a large battalion of sergeants who have already set out of camp and set off!

The light cavalry opened the way in front, followed by the heavy party formation, and the place where the black chasing wind flag was dense should be the position of the commander of the Chinese army, followed by a baggage team of hundreds of camels.

The entire team was a few thousand men, and there were many patrol sentries on the grass fields on both sides of the brigade who were responsible for the guard duties of the two wings.

Just as we were fascinated by it, more than a dozen cavalry sergeants had already come to the horse, and after checking Demir's seal, they politely waved us to pass quickly.

"Demir, is there a war in your country?"

On the way down the mountain, I asked curiously as I looked at the horsemen rushing past us.

It was probably the first time that these Persian soldiers had seen us Oriental faces, and they would turn their heads and salute us in a friendly manner.

But no one stopped their horses, and the battle was imminent, and there was no room for the slightest slackness on the part of the sergeants.

"I don't know! Brother, where are you going? Demir shook his head, and asked in Persian one of the light cavalrymen who was passing by.

"Tanma reported that there were displaced people in the north who were in rebellion, and they were tempted to defect to Eastern Rome, and the general sent us to quell the rebellion!" The soldier replied hastily, and in an instant disappeared into the tide of people.

Sbohan was connected only by two narrow gates, east and west, and we followed Demir all the way into the city.

The Frue-Zoroastrian Chapel was located in the southwest corner of the castle, and it caused quite a stir as we exotic passers-by walked through the streets on horseback.

Looking closely at the street shops on both sides, all the items sold are related to the military supplies of the garrison, such as saddles, iron palms, grain and forage, sabers, armor, javelins, bows and arrows.

In addition, there are many fireworks and willow alleys that do the business of sergeants, and these camp girls of different colors and charms speak all kinds of words that they have never heard before, and solicit business from us.

The soldiers could not stay for long, and we were ready to part with Demir outside the city, but we couldn't bear the affectionate retention of this beautiful woman, so we followed her into the castle.

After a night's rest at the local church, head out tomorrow.

Surprisingly, in the midst of a castle so far away from Middle-earth, there is a shop that specializes in Eastern silk, bamboo, and lacquerware.

The proprietor was an old Persian man with a white beard, and when he saw us Orientals, he sincerely invited us to his shop.

The old man told us that he was a native of Persepolis, who lived by the sea and had been a seafarer for generations.

Now that he was too old to go to sea, he came to Sberham in the middle of the country, opened the inn, and handed over the original seafaring business to his sons.

"Young man, you oriental ships are magnificent! Taller than the walls of this castle! Hehe! In the east, not far from our Persian Sea, there is an island nation called Sinhala, where every year your Han ships dock! My family's business is to bring silk from the East back to our Persian kingdom from Sinhala, and the whole of Sparham has dealt with you Orientals about my Praryl family! Ha ha! Kid, lead your people to the store! ”

This old Persian man named Praryl took my hand as if he had met an old man I had not seen for a long time, and smiled heartily.

"Thank you, sir! When we go to the church in front of us and set it up, we will definitely come and meet our seniors! I also want to make a business with my seniors and raise some money on the way! ”

I walked away, and the people were tired from the long journey, and everyone wanted to get to the place where they settled as soon as possible.

"Well, the silk items in my store are running out of stock! The old man can get rid of as much supply as he wants, a hundred Sasanian silver coins for a brocade! Hehe! ”

Mr. Praryl patted the skin on our horse's back and smiled happily.

One hundred Sassanid silver coins and ten Roman gold coins, the price is fair.

If the silk we bring is sold here, it is already ten times more profitable.

Last year, in the Eastern Jin Dynasty Jiankang City, one gold could buy two fine coarse silk.

So it would be enough for us to throw three horses of silk and wrap them around all the roads throughout the kingdom of Sassanid Persia.

Leaving the shop of the old Persian, we stopped in front of an ancient castle built on a hill, and arrived at the branch church of the Zoroastrian Sparham.

One of the gatekeepers, after receiving Demir's Dharma Protector Seal, bowed deeply to us with a cross, and turned back to tell the Bishop.

After half a cup of tea, Bishop Speham, dressed in black religious uniform, and his usual priests, poured out into the small square in front of the church to greet the arrival of Lord Demir.

To make the sect leader of the important town bow down to her, Miss Demir's status in this Sassanid Fire Zoroastrian Sect is really not low.

If we look at the secular titles of our Eastern Han Kingdom, Demir is at least the third duke, and the rank of the Divine Cult may be second only to the sect leader and the priest.

"Demir, tell the Bishop, just arrange a place for us to stay, prepare some fodder for the horses, and we will take care of the meal during the day and tomorrow morning!"

After listening to my suggestion, Gurandot, who acted as the translator, almost burst out laughing, knowing that I hated the lack of water in the church.

"Alright! In this case, the Lord is free to entertain! I'm also thinking about going around the street, Mr. Young Master is a rich man, would you like to take me with you? ”

I don't know how the ghost woman Gurandot translated, Demir looked at me and smiled evilly.

"I can't ask for it! Ha ha! And Mani, Grande! I've been walking all the way in the past few days, and I'm going to find a good restaurant in the city to treat you well! ”

I laughed happily, in the red wasteland from the east, we and Demir's master and servant had shared weal and woe, and had formed a brotherly and sisterly friendship.

"Then thank you to the young master of Jincheng!"

Demir smiled at me, and then Bishop Sboham himself led the way to the Chapel to the superior rooms of the church, which were reserved for distinguished guests.

"Brothers! Hurry up and feed the horses and get a good night's sleep! In the afternoon we went out to eat! Drink! Play! Happy! ”

"Young master, this castle has come all the way, and I haven't seen any decent wine shops!" Liu Zhen'er carried a large leather silk cloth and shouted.

Dried meat and fried wheat flour have all relieved the Persian refugees, who have been eating red potatoes and cistanche as their staple foods for the past few days.

Coupled with the drought and heat, and the lack of drinking water, each of us has lost a lot of weight, and we are all looking forward to being able to eat and drink a lot after entering the city, replenish the fat and meat, and recover some vitality.

"If we don't have a wine store, we buy a few fat sheep and cook barbecues on the grass outside the city! Buy a few more jars of old wine! Bring a few Persian girls! Hahaha! ”

Qin Chong was still inexhaustible in energy, thinking of the exotic wine girls selling spring on the street just now, he couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

"Qin Chong! I don't think this Sbohan is any better than the city of Herat, there are tens of thousands of garrisons inside and outside the city! The regulars of every girl on the street are not generals but capitalists, and we can't afford to mess with them! ”

Since he had a daughter-in-law, Shamihan has not been as enthusiastic about this kind of flower and wine as before.

"Fuck it! As long as the girl is willing! Qin Chong was very unhappy with Sha Mihan's cold water.

"I have heard that there is a disease now prevalent in this Roman country, which is caused by men and women! Once it is infected for life, it will be difficult to cure, and it will make people lose their children and grandchildren! Now that we are getting closer and closer to the kingdom of Rome, the fireworks girl in this city and country, it is better for you little brothers to meet less! ”

Brother Hessrul exhorted earnestly as he poured the wheat into the manger.

At any of the liquor inns he met on the way, he and Big Brother Langton would never go out with us young men.

"My lord has always hated the fact that my fellows are messing with flowers and grass in the middle of business! The risks are unpredictable, and the blessings and misfortunes are unpredictable! Qin Chong, pot helmet! Bear with me, if you really want to be a woman, after this trip to Rome, let the young master fund the two of you to make a family! Marry a lady in one room, marry two rooms if one room doesn't work, one wife and one side room! What do you think? ”

Big Brother Langton also made fun of it, and couldn't help but laugh out loud at the thought of the wonders.

These two eldest brothers have had family affairs and have always been responsible people.

How do they know the endless wonders of dry wood, fire, and dew couples in boring business journeys?

Nine times out of ten, we young businessmen go to the rivers and lakes, one is loyalty, the other is money, and the third is beauty.

However, as a young master, the leader of the westbound horse team, it is indeed time to correct his own style.