82_82988 "Captain Li, what's wrong?" ”

Wrapped in a turban, with a big beard, and a long Arab white robe, and even his demeanor was the same as that of the Arabs in the desert, but his words were authentic Tang Yin, his face was full of greasy sweat, and Wu Yuanshuang turned his head in doubt. Reading artifact. YAnKuAi.

Turning his head from the place where he suddenly stared for a few seconds, Li Que shook his head with disdain, and snorted disdainfully: "It's nothing, it's just a few mice."

Black turban, black veil, black robe, Li Que and his entourage stayed in Suez for two months, during this time, everyone systematically attacked the Arabic language and customs, Wu Yuanshuang, who was born with a natural talent for language, can also speak fluent Arabic vernacular, and now Li Que is also dressed as a full Arab girl.

The only thing that hasn't changed is her silver mask, half of the iron mask is still exposed on the veil, the smooth mask reflects the sunlight, and the piercing Wu Yuanshuang's eyes hurt, and tears are shaking out.

Lowering his head, rubbing his eyes, Wu Yuanshuang was still full of depression, he was really curious about the most mysterious and trusted person around the King of Min, no one had ever seen her true face, some people said it was a girl, some people said it was an old woman, and some even said that Li Que was a feminine man, so he covered his face, he was the male favorite of King Min, and he originally wanted to take the opportunity to sneak into the Arab Empire to see her face, but he didn't expect her to cover it up so thoroughly.

"What's wrong with Lord Wu?"

The bright light was still shining on his head, and Wu Yuanshuang waved his hand sadly: "It's okay, let's go"

Glancing at him inexplicably, Li Que pulled down the veil again and plunged into the wilderness of the yellow sand again.

After traveling less than five or six miles to the west, we arrived at the battlefield between the Fujian and the Arabs, and the wind and smoke all over the ground have disappeared, and the once strict camp is still only a ruin.

"Look!"

After walking for a while behind the camp, suddenly the scout at the head of the row galloped back in surprise, pointed ahead and roared in panic, raised his head in astonishment, and on the undulating hills not far away, countless innocent things came into Wu Yuanshuang's eyes, and the entire wilderness was everywhere.

"So many skeletons!"

Looking at the white bones lying across the field, just like the scene of walking into hell, Wu Yuanshuang almost fell off the camel without being frightened, the boundless bones, the dried corpses fell on both sides of the road, it seemed that everyone had to struggle to get up, grab his legs and tell him about his misery.

However, Li Que was more calm, kicked the camel's belly and hurried to the front, turned over and got off the camel, and casually checked it on the side of a dried corpse.

Immediately following him, Wu Yuanshuang asked in shock: "This is my soldier of the Min Kingdom?"

"Nope."

Pinching up a wisp of armor, a cold smile appeared in the corner of Li Que's eyes behind the mask, turning over the armor that had been worn down and corroded in the wind and sand, there was a beam of shiny reflection reflected in the desert, and the double-headed eagle logo on the armor was bright and dazzling.

"It's the Byzantine army, the battle has been going on for at least two years, and it seems that the intelligence of my Fujian country is indeed lagging behind!"

Although he complained about the intelligence of Fujian, Li Que was not angry at all, but completely cold and happy, at the beginning, in order to build this Byzantine army, Anna even called herself to go to the Turkic tribe Latin, it can be said that among the 170,000 Byzantine army, there is also Li Que's hard work, but now, looking at the mess of corpses and bones Li Que has no regret except for happiness.

"It seems that Byzantium, which is united with the Arabs, is not having a good time either!"

The white bones are wild, but Li Que is smiling in it, a weird, terrifying feeling arises spontaneously, making Wu Yuanshuang's hot day rise from the tail vertebrae.

followed Li Que back to the camel team, looking at Li Que admiring the corpses all over the ground with a little pleasure, looking left and right, Wu Yuanshuang couldn't help but shake his fat head and big ears and complained.

"Hey...... None of them are normal! ”

It seems that the bones of the road only show a part of the desolation of Western Asia, and the road from Jerusalem to Damascus has become even more desolate in front of the eyes of the people of Fujian.

From Damascus to Antioch, once the most prosperous region in the Middle East, the Bairada River, which originated in the former Lebanon Mountains, watered a large oasis in this area and disappeared into the desert.

The last time Li Que passed through here with the army of Fujian, this area was still full of farms, and there was an endless stream of merchants coming and going, where Western trade and European trade converged, gathering in Damascus, and the tea and silk of the East were exported to Rome and Europe, and at the same time, European fish, cured meat, wine, olive oil, etc. were also continuously imported here.

Even if it is from the hostile side, the prosperity here still makes Li Que remember deeply, but now, all the way, there are abandoned villages, abandoned fields, and date palm trees are also listlessly wilting and drooping their heads under the sun, and between the roads, you can also see starved corpses lying dry and hideous on the side of the road.

This is the land of fish and rice before West Asia!

There were not a few people on the way, but the robbers encountered a large number of them, and even a group of Palestinians who were so hungry that they were already skinny stopped in front of the road like wolves, shouting frantically for Wu Yuanshuang and others to hand over the camels and belongings, until Li Que took out a milling gun from his bag and opened a bloody hole in the head of the robbers led by him, and the rest of the robbers scattered in horror.

Jerusalem is not far from Damascus, a day's or so journey away, but here, the once rich Damascus has let Li Que and others see what it means to be desolate, outside the city gate, countless refugees squatting under the city walls in tattered clothes, starving people can be seen everywhere, and some refugees can't even stand cutting meat from the corpses to eat.

Occasionally, a group of caravans went out of the city, and countless refugees immediately swarmed up to beg for food, so that the Arab soldiers guarding the surrounding area were like facing a great enemy, and the whips and guns were pulled away, and even poked directly with the tips of the guns, so that a bloody road was created, and some of the refugees who were killed by the guns were also directly dragged to the back to share food on the spot.

On the other side, another group of merchants, escorted by the Arab cavalry, did not know what to shout, and the refugees surrounded them like hornets, and each seemed to want to show his strongest side, and the merchants looked all the way like carrying cattle, and the horsewhips were weighed at will, and the people who were pointed out were immediately chained by the Arab soldiers behind them, and led out like dogs.

However, the refugees who were chained were as if they had won millions of jackpots, nodding and following them, and those who were not selected were more eager to squeeze through.

Thorn~ In the tearing sound of the cloth, the exposed bosom of a Persian girl was suddenly exposed, the girl cried and covered her chest, but several Arab businessmen laughed, waved their hands and asked the servants to tie up the girl and lead her back.

"Shameless stinky man!"

Seeing this scene in the telescope, Li Que's performance overturned the possibility that she was the male favorite of the King of Fujian, pinching the horsewhip, Li Que turned his head disdainfully and scolded in a low voice.

But at this time, Wu Yuanshuang didn't care about this anymore, smelled the smell of his peers, Wu Yuanqing licked his lips greedily, and sighed with emotion: "When will it be so easy for Fujian to buy slaves."

First of all, the Tang people have a very high status in Fujian, and few good-looking Tang women are willing to sell their bodies, even if they sell their bodies, they are protected by a large number of rules and regulations of Fujian law, and they can't drive Ruyi like female slaves of other clans.

Even if the female slaves of other clans, the general reception is the big businessmen who have cooperated with the Fujian commercial houses and the merry princes and gentry, the romantic atmosphere of the Tang Dynasty, the sons of the world are not ashamed of prostitutes, in order to cater to them, each workshop naturally has to teach the female slaves of other clans to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

But after learning Tang poetry and articles, many female slaves can apply for the Tang language fourth and sixth level exams, and obtain the same identity and legal status as the Tang people, and the owners of the sect are not allowed to restrict them, because the first provision of the Fujian law on the basis of the Tang law is that everyone has the right to be civilized and progressive, and anyone who dares to obstruct will be raided!

As a result, the bustling Fengyue Field is also like flowing water, and the newly trained slave girl may redeem herself and marry herself in two years, so that Wu Yuanshuang and the two of them want to be daughters and do their best to hold the top brand, and they have to continue to scout to discover new "talents".

The appearance and style of the Persian girl just now were absolutely top-grade under the scan of Wu Yuanshuang's thief's eyes, if this was in the port of Fujian, it would cost at least one or two thousand silver coins, and she would have to wait for her life when she went back, which was good, the Arab slave traders took it away without spending a penny, which made Wu Yuanshuang feel the same as his daughter and other men entering the hotel to open a room, not to mention how aggrieved he was.

It's a pity that Wu Yuanshuang has to endure it at this time, after looking at the miserable city wall of Damascus, Li Que quickly recruited a member of the Praetorian Guard, handed over a bamboo tube, and explained a few times in a low voice, and then the Praetorian Guard respectfully held the bamboo tube and rode out on a fast horse.

About a quarter of an hour later, a splendid lotus flower bloomed on a high platform not far west of Damascus, and the fiery flower immediately attracted countless refugees outside the city walls to fall to their knees in tears and cry out like a tidal wave for Allah's apparition.

The movement of the refugees immediately made the defenders of Damascus nervous, and a moment later the gates of the city opened, and thousands of fast horses headed straight for the west of the city.

The suddenly lit fireworks attracted everyone's attention, and no one noticed that in the date palm grove next to the official road in the east of the city, a small group of alien centaurs were crouching cautiously.

After sending the signal according to the contact information given by King Min, Li Que's heart fluttered, and through the black pupils behind a pair of silver masks, he stared at the city wall, and under her gaze, the closed door of the servant's water corner suddenly opened, and then several people in black cloaks hurriedly rushed out of the corner gate.

"Captain, someone is coming!"

"Hmm!"

Listening to the report of the guards around her, Li Que nodded softly, and in the process of agreeing, her hand was poking into the bag, and a small milling javelin painted black, sharp and restrained, but simple but full of murderous intent was skillful in her hand, and the cold glow was just pointing at the leader of the black cloaked people who were rushing over......