The translator looked at Mosley Massa with some embarrassment, and translated Pei Min's words to him.

Mosley Massa's expression froze when he listened, and when he thought about it, after a few contacts, he really didn't take advantage, thinking that he couldn't beat it, so he pulled the reins and left.

Pei Min shouted, "Where is the duke?" ”

Mosley Massa said without looking back.

The interpreter stayed and said, "Duke Remassa said that he is going back to Arabia, and if there is a chance to let the Duke go to Arabia, he will entertain you well." ”

Pei Min listened to the translator finish speaking, and Mosley Massa had already relied on the strength of the sweaty BMW to run away.

He tugged at the reins, turned around and chased after him, shouting, "Acting is all set, don't be in a hurry to go!" ”

This time, Mosley Massa no longer controlled the horse's speed and sprinted straight to the end in one go.

Pei Min also knew that he was running short distances than the outbreak, and Xiao Limao couldn't catch up with the sweaty horse, and he was still running at an average speed that was not dead or alive.

About half an hour, Pei Min once again came from behind.

Mosley Massa rests his horse in a tea shed on the street, and there are some lamb with wine sauce on the table.

Even if you don't understand words, as long as you have money, you can still buy food.

Pei Min sat down in front of him, asked the shopkeeper for a cup of tea, took out two chopsticks from the bamboo chopsticks on the table, and reached out to clip the sauce mutton on the table.

Mosley Massa, however, had already taken precautions and moved the sauce mutton in front of him first, glared at him, and refused to give him food.

Pei Min laughed and laughed, and also ordered sauce mutton and roast pig ears.

Compared to the savagery of Mosley Masa, he eats elegantly with chopsticks.

They could not speak or speak, and they were full of food and drink, when the interpreter and a group of guards hurried in.

Mosley Massa said a few words to the translator.

The interpreter also ordered a meal, and together with the guards, he found a seat and sat down.

Mosley Massa was not in a hurry, looking around boredly, waiting.

Pei Min also knew that he was sympathetic to his subordinates, and only this kind of person could win the loyalty of the soldiers.

Pei Min originally planned to stay overnight in Hangu, but at this point, he had to return to Chang'an.

At this moment, there is a strange smell in Chang'an City.

Although Pei Min has been away from Chang'an for many years, he has always left his legend.

Today, he suddenly led a team to attack and took people in public, and then there were small-scale riots everywhere in Chang'an. A large number of soldiers arrested people for a purpose, and some rumors inevitably made some noise.

Of course, the most alarmed was the Byzantine chief inspector Stinny.

Justinian was born into a wealthy Byzantine family, studied theology since childhood, and was extremely obsessed with alchemy.

Alchemy in the West, like alchemy in the East, is a prelude to the development of physical chemistry in later generations.

It was also because of his obsession with this aspect that Justinian was able to understand the value and significance of "thunder".

Justinian knew that the "thunder" was very likely to be the second Greek fire. At first, Greece was nothing more than a brilliant fireworks, but through the research and development of their insiders, it has become a great weapon for Byzantium to resist the invasion of the Arab Empire.

Without Greek fire, there would be no Byzantium today.

Justinian believed that "thunder", like Greek fire, had great room for development and could be used on the battlefield.

Faced with this temptation, Justinian couldn't bear it, and happened to have a hidden strength in his hand to use it.

He couldn't have imagined that before he could do it, the hidden Godolan mercenary group would be uprooted.

Nearly wiped out!

Only a few escaped and informed Justinian of the situation.

Justinian was completely dumbfounded, and sat on the mat for a moment, not knowing what to do.

"Father, run!"

With Justinian came his favorite third son, Boniface, a scholar in the West, and the great man Aristotle, who admired the great man of ancient Greece the most.

The useless scholar is talking about people like Boniface.

A lifetime of knowledge, but the most fearful thing.

In response to the theft of the thunder, Boniface was not less involved, but as soon as the incident happened, he was immediately frightened and at a loss, and only cared about his own life.

Justinian frowned, "Where are you going?" Chang'an is 100,000 miles away from Byzantium, of which 80,000 li is under the control of the Tang Dynasty. We don't understand the language, our appearance is conspicuous, even if we get out of Chang'an City, we can't get out of the territory of 80,000 miles. ”

"What then?" Boniface was about to burst into tears.

Justinian sighed, "Leave it to fate! ”

He knew that he would never be able to escape, so he chose to close his eyes and wait for his death.

In this way, even if you die, you can die a decent death.

Boniface trembled with fright, like a great god.

"Governor, the Imperial Observatory has sent a big box!" The head of the guard looked a little frightened.

Justinian was also in the mood to ignore his expression and said, "Bring the box up." ”

Several of the guards looked uneasy and carried the heavy wooden boxes into the hall.

When Justinian saw the wooden box, he finally knew why the chief of the guard had that expression, and the wooden box was oozing bright red blood all around it.

"You all get out!"

Justinian drove all the guards out, walked over to the wooden box, and opened it.

The four bloody heads rolled together in a haphazard manner, their expressions full of fear, and there were multiple scars on their faces, which showed that they were under harsh punishment in front of them.

One was his confidant, and the other three he had met two were the deputy head of the Godoran mercenary group and his deputy brain.

When Boniface saw the situation in the box, he exclaimed directly, and fainted in shock.

Justinian thought that he was a military general, and finally produced a scholar who loved him in every way, but he didn't want to be so weak, so he shook his head in disappointment.

Close your eyes again and wait for the hair to fall......

Just one hour passes, and another hour passes!

It was dusk, and there was still no news.

Justinian's heart was a little loose, and his mind was full of "Why?" ”

Did the Tang Dynasty not want to make extraneous troubles and provoke Byzantium?

No, it's not!

If the Tang Dynasty was really afraid of things, he would not use this method, without saying a word, and directly sent the head.

But what is the purpose of ignoring this?

Justinian really couldn't figure it out, and walked out of the main hall with curiosity, and walked to the street of the Siyi Pavilion.

The pedestrians of the Siyi Pavilion still came and went in a hurry, and there was nothing unusual at all.

When such a thing happened, the Tang Dynasty even thought it hadn't happened?

Justinian was confused, and stood in the street for a long time, before returning to the house, and asked him to go to the young master of Turgysh, and ask him to help him inquire about the situation.

However, in an hour, news came from the Turgy Shi, and there was no major change in the entire Chang'an, and they were all immersed in joy.

Li Longji also invited the envoys of various countries who had not left to the Ziyun Tower for a banquet......

Justinian was even more inexplicable in his heart, but it was certain that the Tang Dynasty was not indifferent, at least he was not notified of today's dinner.

The last piece of news sparked his idea.

His old enemy, Mosley Massa, followed Pei Min to Hangu Pass......