Pull the Khorasan legion together to do this big one.

His ideal Persian side should be the Persian king occupying Khorasan, but Persia outside Khorasan is better to be divided as well, as for what the faith is, it doesn't matter, heretics are always more hateful than infidels, there are always more dead people in civil wars than in foreign wars, once the Persians are established, then they will be the number one enemy of the Great Food Empire.

And the latter is no different.

Yang Feng's plan was to lure the Khorasan army away from the Great Food Empire.

Use the gold and silver treasures of Kufa as bait.

The Khorasan legions could not have been truly loyal to the al-Mansur of Kufa, they were the Mavari, the word means freed slaves, in fact, not only the Persians, but all the believers in the lands conquered by the Great Cannibals were called Mavari, and these people could not be loyal to the conqueror as slaves of the country, especially since this conqueror was long gone. In less than ten years, the Khorasan army has twice dominated the political situation of the Great Eclipse, and twice defeated the main Great Eclipse Army in decisive battles, and it is impossible for such conquerors to gain their awe, who will be in awe of those who have been defeated by themselves twice in a row? The weakening of the Great Cannibals, these Great Cannibalized Persians saw it very clearly.

In the same way, they are well aware of the riches of the two rivers and the mountains of wealth in the treasury palace.

They just got back from there.

They had just finished fighting the Battle of Nisibin for Mansur there.

Will they covet the riches there?

Definitely.

No one will resist the temptation of gold and silver treasures, and even gods are of little use in the presence of such things.

Abu. Mu Silin didn't speak, but the generals under him were looking at each other, and the greedy flames in their eyes were burning, they knew better than Yang Feng the success rate of doing so, in fact, Yang Feng was not needed, the Khorasan army alone was fifty percent sure of breaking through Kufa, and they knew better than Yang Feng what the situation of Mansour's army was.

The waste relied entirely on them to defeat Abdullah's army.

Mansour couldn't stop them.

And their only trouble is that once Mansur holds the city, they will not be able to conquer it in a short time, and the armies of the kings from all walks of life will arrive, and they will be the ones who will lose at that time.

But Yang Feng solved this problem.

There is no fortified city in front of this demon.

What's more, Yang Feng also has an army under his command that is not inferior to the Khorasan Legion, with the strength equivalent to twice the Khorasan Legion, to deal with the enemy that only the Khorasan Legion can defeat, it is completely crushed without any suspense, although the distance here is relatively far, theoretically there must be countless cities to block, but the problem is that these cities are also all Great Cannibal Persians, as long as they are not moved, those Mavari people who have no feelings for the Great Cannibal will not care about Mansour's life or death at all, The great families who actually controlled the cities along the route would not have done their duty for al-Mansur and risked being slaughtered to fight them.

In other words, they will not have any fight until they enter the two rivers.

There was almost no doubt about this success.

"I'm not going to be a rebel!"

Abu. Mu Silin said slowly.

One by one, his generals stared at him with discontented eyes.

"Do you think that if you don't become a rebel, Mansour will let you go? You are so naïve! Maybe you should listen to a story. ”

Yang Feng said with a smile.

"More than two hundred years ago, we called it the era of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, there was a country in the north called Qi State, and there was a general in Qi State called Hu Luguang, who was the son of the founding father, the guardian of that country, and defeated the enemy's attacks again and again for his monarch.

One year there was a coup d'état in that country.

The king's younger brother killed the king's favored ministers, and then led thousands of elite troops to surround the palace, and the ministers either stayed out of the matter or joined his brother's side, and the monarch had only a few hundred palace guards and was practically hopeless. And at this time, Hu Luguang rushed to the palace, he didn't bring any troops, he walked up to the monarch's younger brother alone, grabbed his hand and said with a smile, the monarch's own brother killed a house slave, why should he be afraid to rebel? After saying that, he took the hand of the king's younger brother and walked towards the king, because he was like a god of war in the eyes of the soldiers of this country, and none of the soldiers who participated in the coup dared to stop him, seeing that he took the king's younger brother and handed it over to the king.

This is how the coup ended.

But soon after the coup d'état, the monarch did not hesitate to kill Hu Lüguang and his entire family.

No monarch could tolerate such a minister.

Even if the minister is faithful.

In less than ten years, you defeated the Umayyad family for the Hashemite family, and defeated Abdullah for Mansur, you and the Khorasan army changed the Great Food Dynasty and changed two emperors, you can easily decide the throne of the Great Food Empire, and whoever wants to be the emperor of the Great Food Empire can be said to have the final say.

Do you want to live after all this?

What is the use of being faithful? Mansur doesn't care if you're loyal or not, he cares about the strength of you to change an emperor at any time.

Today you can make him emperor, and tomorrow what if you turn to support someone else? If you can let the Hashemite defeat the Umayyad today, will tomorrow defeat the Hashemite for the other families? Even what if you take the Khorasan army and simply dominate the side on your own? Loyalty? A monarch never believes in any loyalty! So for al-Mansur, you must die, your Khorasan legions must die, the birds will be gone, the good bow will be hidden, the cunning rabbit will die, the lackeys will cook, you are useless, he will not need you anymore, on the contrary, it will be difficult for him to sleep if he keeps you.

You want to live.

Your Khorasan legions want to live.

Then there is no other choice but to be this rebel. ”

Yang Feng said with a wine glass.

"And between us?"

One of the generals couldn't help but say.

"It's very simple, Khorasan is mine, so the city of Nezapur, you must give it up to me, the Persians in the city who believe in the Great Food Religion can leave with their property, but the Great Cannibal and their property must be left to me, and my support for the Persian king ends here, I will not continue to grab more land for him, that is to say, Sistan, Khorasan belongs to the Persian king, but the land in the rest of Persia belongs to you, and half of the Hilcanian family in the north belongs to me, and the west belongs to you.

As for what happens between you and the king of Persia in the future, I will not care.

What he does is his business.

My army will not attack westward.

In fact, you have nothing worthy of my attack, your barren mountainous areas have no attraction to me, and I have the strength to attack you, so I might as well go east to grab Tianzhu, where you have much richer money, and of course, in the future, you have to ensure that the trade routes from the east to the west are unblocked, and this will also be good for you. In short, if you want to sign any peace agreement after this vote, I don't mind signing it, and I can even do business with you and provide you with some armor and weapons and other things, but you can't get involved in Khorasan anymore, the Persian Kingdom is a subject country of the Tang Dynasty, if you dare to invade the land of the Persian king, then as the envoy of the Tang Dynasty, I have the responsibility to protect the territory of the Tang Dynasty.

Yang Feng said.

As long as Kufa is ransacked, then the Great Food will be unattractive to him for the time being.

Next he needs to eat the civil strife.

After the big food was torn apart and the interior was made into a pot of porridge, he basically finished everything that should be dealt with in the country, and Hezhong and Tocharo and other places were also operating almost well, and at that time it was nothing more than a flat push.

But in ten years he will remain peaceful.

Of course, the premise is that he has to break through Kufa and ransack it first.

"Of course, you can refuse, if you refuse, I will immediately attack the city, I think the Zoroastrians, Nestorians, Manichaeans and slaves in the city can't wait, if we break through Nizapur, then you will all die, my soldiers are also impatient for the riches of the city, in fact they will be unhappy if you agree."

Then he added.

"General, it's time to make a decision, we saved Mansour, but Mansur doesn't care about our life or death at all, and doesn't even give us reinforcements, it is clear that he wants to borrow the hands of the Tang Army to let us die, why should we still be loyal to him, this Persian land was originally our Persians, why do we still have those useless wastes!"

The general immediately turned to Abu. Mu Silin said.

Abu. Mu Silin was still hesitating.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside, and then a big food general rushed in with dozens of soldiers, and went straight to Abu. Wood sirling forest.

"Your Excellency, what are you doing?"

He shouted loudly.

Abu. Mu Silin sat there silently and motionless, while Yang Feng glanced at the Khorasan general closest to the Great Food General, who changed his smile and faced the Great Food General, as if he wanted to explain something, and before the Great Food General could react, he suddenly pulled out the short knife on his waist and stabbed it in the chest.

And at the same time, Abu. Mu Silin let out a long sigh.

The next moment, Yang Feng suddenly jumped out, picked up the mace at the moment of jumping out, and crashed into the middle of those big food soldiers with a splash of flesh and blood, and behind him, all the generals of the Khorasan Legion pulled out their knives and rushed towards the big food soldiers, relying on Yang Feng's strong combat effectiveness, they almost killed the big cannibals in this hall in a blink of an eye, and then rushed out of the hall directly, in the stunned eyes of the Khorasan soldiers and the big food soldiers outside, Yang Feng scanned the front with a mace like a demon god, The Khorasan generals behind him poured out.

"Persians, it's time to pay the blood debt from the Great Cannibal!"

A Khorasan general roared with a blood-dripping scimitar.