is really the son of Hou Junji, the Duke of Chen, under the exercise of Fujian, Hou Jie seems to be more blue, even older than his old son back then, and I don't know what he did during the three days of the pilgrimage to Mecca, and his power in the Arab world has grown amazingly. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

Turning back to Isfahan, Hou Jie's squad actually called in an Arab warship and swaggered towards the island of Cyprus, the Empire's naval base and the largest port leading to the western Mediterranean, where it was replaced by a large merchant ship.

Even if the war is raging, the merchant ships from Italy, Spain, North Africa and other places to and from the Mediterranean are still like crucians crossing the river, gathered in this trade distribution point of the Eastern Mediterranean, since the Phoenician era, the Mediterranean Sea as a fast channel for trade, has never rested, although Venice, ****** Philemeralds and other famous commercial ports have not risen at this time, as early as a few centuries ago the commercial network formed in the ancient Roman period is still tenaciously surviving.

However, political changes still had an impact on commerce, and many merchants from Christian countries were either not allowed or unwilling to land on Islamic soils, so thousands of Mediterranean galleons docked directly in the safe havens of Cyprus and traded on the spot, making Cyprus more prosperous.

Unlike the Chinese light merchants, the Prophet Muhammad himself praised commerce long ago, and the barren Arabian Peninsula was rife with caravans, and after the rise of the empire, these Arab merchants were like fish in water, and the ports were full of belly-licking, bearded Arab merchants bargaining with merchants from other parts of the Mediterranean.

The history of the ancient city of Cyprus has been thousands of years, and the most recent traces of civilization are still Byzantium, but the cathedral of the ancient city of Cyprus has now been converted into a mosque, and in this foreign land, a young man and a woman stroll through the streets, but it is not idle and abrupt, few people can notice the black hair and black eyes of men wrapped in turbans, and the masks worn by women on their faces attract the attention of a few Arab nobles.

In the Islamic faith, the shame of men is on the lower body, and women are from head to toe, the "Quran" once said: You said to the believers, tell them to cover their chests with veils, and do not show jewelry, unless they ...... their husbands, for the cover of women, the Arabs simply do too much, eager to show the women a little flesh, Li Que wears a silver mask even covers the forehead and near the eyes, but gave them a lot of inspiration.

The two had just come out of the military port of the Arab Empire, and had just come out of the military port of the Arab Empire, and under the leadership of Muawiyah, the Arab navy had defeated the enemy forces of the Byzantine navy, which was several times larger than their own, ended the battle of the ship's mast, and fought for sea power in the western Mediterranean.

However, he easily got most of the information of the Arab Navy and drew a sketch of the Arab triremes of the paddle galleon, but Li Que was never happy, but kept his head down in worry.

"Captain Li, staying alive is also one of the missions this time, you haven't eaten since the morning, let's go have a meal together." Walking on the bustling street, looking at the fresh sea fish that had just been transported by the harbor, Hou Jie suddenly turned his head and proposed.

Obviously unprepared, Li Que was stunned for a moment before he reacted, looked at Hou Jie's excited eyes, and nodded hesitantly.

Although there is no variety of Chinese dishes, Arabic cooking is also unique, anyway, Hou Mullah is not bad for money, all kinds of flavors are coming, what Arabic marinated naan, fried pigeons, barbecue, especially just saw fresh sea fish, is baked with a bread oven, just smeared with a little sea salt is fragrant, fascinating, in the exotic restaurant by the port to eat these fresh seafood, but also quite enjoyable.

Unceremoniously, after picking off the baked fish with a knife, Hou Jie directly stuffed a large piece of fish meat into his mouth, without hesitating a large amount of fish oil flowing down from his beard, seeing that he was eating well, Li Que always seemed worried, and he stopped talking, hesitated for a while, Li Que simply bit his lip and raised his head.

"Zhonghujun, or we will give up the mission."

"Why?" I almost choked, so I quickly took a sip of bad wine and swallowed the fish, wiped my mouth with a big grin, grabbed the fish again, and asked Hou Jie indifferently, but asked Li Que even more worried.

"The reason is that you don't know that in Byzantium, our biggest supporters have been executed, and the Byzantine Praetorian Guard is even more heavily guarded. Give up at this time, even the King of Min will not blame us, you have a great future in the middle protection army, why bother to send you to death in vain......"

"Do you know the difference between you and Li Yu'er?"

Hou Jie's sudden rhetorical question made Li Que couldn't help but be stunned, she couldn't keep up with Hou Jie's jumping thinking, seeing Li Que's eyes in a daze, Hou Jie didn't wait for her to say, put down the table knife full of oil, and talked to herself.

"The first point, you don't have her stubbornness, if Li Yu'er is here, she will kill Constantinople no matter what, even if I don't go, she will go, at this point, you will always be a substitute, and you will not be able to become the real her."

There was no expected anger, Li Yuer's eyeballs jumped in confusion, which made Hou Jie's snacks startled, and then shook his head indifferently.

"The second point, Li Yu'er absolutely believes me, she will believe that I can do anything, isn't it just a little Constantinople?"

is so confident that he is stinky, shaking the mustache that is twisted with oil, Hou Jie held his head high, pointing at the country, and didn't notice how funny he was, which made Li Que stare at him in amazement for a full minute, and the next moment, Li Que smiled.

Although she only showed a little bit of a small mouth under the mask, the smile that aroused Li Que covered her bulging breasts, lying on the table and laughing, the girlish style was still strong, this scene couldn't help but make Hou Jie stunned, his throat became dry, and the Adam's apple surged up and down.

Too familiar, too familiar!

After laughing, Li Que also reached out to grab the baked fish, and even more than Hou Jie, regardless of the image, he gnawed it directly, and the sudden appetite made Hou Jie stunned for a while, and then he muttered depressedly to the empty plate: "Li Duwei, don't you can't eat it?" ”

"Why can't you eat it? Besides, how can you fight if you don't have enough? Anyway, I'll leave the brain-using things to you, the middle guards are not afraid of death, what am I afraid of as a little woman? ”

The sudden strong sense of trust made Hou Jie's heart beat twice again, and then he also picked up the roast mutton and devoured it......

After preparing for a day in Cyprus, the Fujian team embarked on an unknown journey on the second day.

Although he knew that Hou Mullah was going to Asia Minor to wander and preach, and the Arab Imperial Admiral Hussein enthusiastically wanted to provide a warship, but this time, Hou Jie had to deal with a lot of dirty things, how could it be exposed, so he politely declined, and hired an inconspicuous merchant ship instead.

A three-masted traditional Arab merchant ship, a typical Mediterranean ship, with a dozen or so freelancers controlling triangular sails, and forty slave oarsmen under the cleats, all confined to their cabins, with thick chains around their waists, barely ever had a chance to get out of here.

The turbid, dirty, and foul-smelling air in the cabin made Li Que pout his lips with disdain, turned around and went to the bow of the ship, most of the ships of the Arab Imperial Navy were like this, in her opinion, they were simply vulnerable compared to the fleet of the Fujian State.

Seen off by dozens of Shiite naval officials of the Arab Empire, Hou Jie stood on the arched aft cabin of the ship and waved goodbye to them.

On a sunny morning, mixed with more than a dozen merchant ships, the Fujian team sailed out of the port in a very low-key manner.

Don't look at the small ship, in fact, this Arab ship is sponsored by merchants in Fujian, equipped with the most skilled sailors and sophisticated charts, however, the sea is so capricious, even if the captain who knows the direction of the wind and the current, he can't predict the sudden bad temper of the sea, but Hou Jie and his party are not very lucky, the first day of the sea encountered bad weather, the sky is as black as the bottom of the pot.

The Arabian ship tossed up and down the ocean for about three days, but fortunately it sailed along the coast and reached the coast of Asia Minor, but instead of following its scheduled route in Cappadocia, which was already under the control of the Arab Empire, the Arab Empire, the Arab Empire had departed, to enjoy the Byzantine naval base of Rhodes.

A few days later, the wreckage of an Arab ship, including the bodies of the slaves under the ship, washed up on the shores of Cappadocia, causing the Shiites who had been waiting for the arrival of the Mullah to lament.

On the seashore, the lamenting Arabs were unaware that they thought they had died in a shipwreck, and that the wise man and devout Mullah of China had arrived in Caesarea, still under Byzantine control, on a Byzantine warship.

At this time, Caesarea was also panicked, under the sharp soldiers of Muawiyah, the Byzantine strongholds in Asia Minor were pulled out one by one, Caesarea, Ephos, and Rhodes and other places have become the last lifeline of the Romans, and almost all the remnants of the military soldiers in Asia Minor are gathered in these castles, even if tens of thousands of soldiers are under the armor, the strong apocalyptic atmosphere is still permeating the streets and alleys of Caesarea.

In the confusion of the people, no one noticed that the procession under the cover of a Syrian priest included a bearded Islamist in a white turban, and under the guidance of a few sneaky Byzantine infantry, the detachment turned around and burrowed into the humble inn along the deep Greek alleys.

In the large room on the second floor, as soon as he pushed the door open, a strong smell of wine came to his face, looking at the mess of the table, Li Que couldn't help but clench his fists in annoyance......