Mullen's conscription order has been issued, and with the tightness of the Crescent Order's organization, the efficiency of its operations, and the speed with which the monks react and march, within ten months, the monks from all over the country will rush to the east on a large scale. So there isn't much time for Saidianchi.

On how to quickly and effectively befriend Mohd, Zhang Changan helped Sai Dianchi make a plan overnight. As an official who has been in charge of the affairs of the grassland state for many years, Zhang Changan is accustomed to taking all the details that can be taken into account into the scope of control, and formulating measures to deal with the unexpected, and strive not to make any mistakes.

In the middle of the night, the two of them were in full swing planning, and by the time the sky was bright, a careful plan had already been formulated. After Zhang Changan confirmed that Sai Dianchi knew all about the plan, he burned the documents with a spiritual fire, leaving no traces.

Sai Dianchi left Zhang Chang'an's residence and went to the Great Temple to be on duty. Of course, he knew that part of the task of the call-up order would fall to him today. When he was making a plan with Zhang Changan in the second half of the night yesterday, the five elders of the Great Divine Temple must have also made another plan together.

Now, it's time for everyone to get moving, and Saidianchi himself is the only one who has to carry out the two plans.

An inexplicable smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Saidian's red mouth, feeling as if he was the most mysterious existence in the entire Baghdad City, and there was a powerful force behind it, which was extremely powerful.

This kind of experience is very mysterious, and it is inexplicable, but it makes him have a sense of superiority for no reason when he looks at other people, including several other presiding high priests.

It is as if they are high gods, and the other party is just ants on the ground, they do not know their fate, let alone what will happen to them, and all this depends on their own actions.

It's a feeling like controlling the fate of others, and Sai Dianchi feels like a god walking in darkness, powerful and unpredictable, majestic and wise.

Entering the Great Temple, Saidianchi felt a solemn atmosphere, and the monks who came and went were all in a hurry, with solemn expressions and awe-inspiring eyes. There was a dangerous aura in the air, like a beast that hid its fate, no one could escape its control, it would choose to devour people at any time.

Sai Dianchi's back gradually chilled, and at this time, the inexplicable sense of superiority and power in his heart was disappearing bit by bit. He realizes that although he has double strength, he is also taking double the risk in this war.

If you are a little careless, not only will you die, but your family will also be affected by yourself, not to mention the bones, and you will be spurned by the people. These thoughts made Saidianchi's steps look heavy, and he could no longer see the slightest hint of relief on his face, and even a little uneasy.

His appearance falls in the eyes of others, and naturally has a different meaning.

People with a lower status than him can't stand the speculation, even the chief high priest is walking on thin ice, how serious is the war in the east?

And when people with the same status as him or even higher than him see it, they will think that Saidianchi is worried about the country and the people, and feel uneasy about the situation in the country. This is not a qualified performance of a quiet superior, but it is also a testament to his unbridled loyalty.

"Grand Priest Saidianchi, your face doesn't look very good, didn't you rest last night?"

Sai Dianchi, who was immersed in his thoughts, suddenly heard someone talking to him, his heartbeat suddenly beat faster, he looked up uneasily, and what he saw was Mohard's face with a close smile.

At this moment, Saidianchi's mood was extremely complicated.

It was Mohard who spoke, and the third-rate nobles who wanted to be "conquered" would inevitably become the "weakling" used by themselves in Zhang Changan's plan.

If he encounters another elder, he may be terrified and preoccupied with how to hide his true thoughts. But in front of Mohard, he immediately stabilized his mind a little, barely squeezed out a smile, and said enthusiastically: "It's because I'm worried about the conscription order, but when it comes to hardship, it's definitely not as good as the elders." ”

As a powerhouse in the high-level shaman realm, it doesn't matter if he doesn't rest for a few days, and he definitely doesn't have a bad complexion, Saidianchi knows that Mohad is just looking for a conversation and talking to him. Saidianchi is a top nobleman, and after returning to Baghdad this time, he intends to make friends with others, so he is very popular now.

Without any surprise, Saidian Chi and Mohard greeted each other. It was still early at the moment, and before it was time to discuss the matter, the two went to have some breakfast together, and they talked happily during the period.

When the two of them came to the council hall, it was already full of people, in addition to the five elders, the thirteen chiefs, and some deputies and other roles, adding up to thirty or forty people. After last night's deliberations, today the elders will announce the plan for the implementation of the call-up order.

Saidianchi came to his seat and sat down, and to his surprise, he actually saw Kusu Nadine and Satuk! These two people, one is the chief priest of the Crescent Sect in Qarakhanid, and the other is the prince of Qarakhanid, how could they appear here together when they are not on the side of Mulu City right now?

Soon, Saidianchi thought of part of the reason.

The Karakhanid has been completely occupied by the Tang army, and it is considered a de facto death, and Kusu Nadine has no place or errand there, so he naturally wants to come back.

It's just that although Kusu Nadine's status is not low, and he also has some credit in Karakhan, but in the end, he lost Karakhan, and he failed to solve the Tang Dynasty's fine strength, too much merit, and only became a deputy chief priest after returning.

And Satuk, as the son of the dead king, has no decent army under his command, so he can only hug the thighs of the big food, but his strength is weak, and his position cannot be prominent. can only rely on his identity in the Crescent Moon Sect to barely get a place in the Great Temple.

However, if he can come to the center of the Crescent Sect, as long as he makes more friends with powerful people, and in the future, the Great Eclipse will restore the territory of the Qarakhanid, and Satuq may be able to be the king of the Qarakhanid - or the Qarakhanid will die, and he will at most go back to be a local magistrate and a feudal official - that would not be bad.

Because of the "ghost in his heart", Sai Dianchi has been concentrating at the meeting, wanting to hear more useful news.

However, things did not go as smoothly as he imagined, and at the beginning, the Great Elder glanced at everyone with a solemn expression: "A large part of the reason for the defeat of the Holy Army in the Karakhanid War is that the meticulous work of the Tang Dynasty people is pervasive, and they have collected a lot of information for them before the battle!

"The confrontation between the Supervision Yuan and the Tang people has shown that they also have a large number of people in the country, and until now, because of the outbreak of war, we have not been able to concentrate our forces in time to dig them out!

Hearing these words, especially touching the Great Elder's cold gaze full of scrutiny and suspicion, Saidianchi's heart suddenly felt a chill. The common sense of being a thief makes him sit on pins and needles.

However, he had also received a lot of training from Zhang Changan, so he would not easily show his feet, and he mustered up his courage at the moment and did not avoid the eyes of the great elder.

After the other party's eyes were removed, Saidianchi secretly sighed, and it took a lot of effort to suppress the disorder of heartbeat. He knew very well that with the cultivation of the Great Elder, even if he only had an abnormal heartbeat and breathing, it would become a fatal flaw at this time.

Sai Dianchi, who was sitting on pins and needles, gradually became a little dizzy because of his irrepressible nervousness, so that he didn't continue to hear what the Great Elder was saying. In this hall, all the most powerful masters of the Crescent Moon Sect, the wisest superiors, and they are all their own opponents!

Saidianchi felt a strong threat, as if he was alone in the midst of thousands of troops, and every moment there were countless swords and swords and shadows, rushing towards him, and he would be crushed to pieces of meat at any time, and he would never recover!

Calmly dealing with challenges, it is easy to say, but when things come to an end, when everyone is the enemy, how many people can do it like water?

What's more, he is not a professional meticulous worker, and he has not received rigorous training for a long time.

Saidianchi gradually couldn't hold himself, and fine beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

He is a big cannibal and a top nobleman, and now, he is plotting to do something harmful to the country and be a traitor! What a despicable and shameless act, he will be nailed to the pillar of shame in history and spurned by all people!

The more Saidianchi thought about it, the more confused he became.

He inevitably thought of retreating, of confession, of being lost. There were even many such stories in his mind.

Those heroes who were coerced for a while, or lost their minds for a while, and embarked on the road of betrayal, but because of their timely awakening, they did not cause mistakes, but made meritorious deeds, and were praised by future generations, lingered in Saidianchi's mind.

At this time, his hand subconsciously touched an accessory under his clothes, which was as clear as ice. For a moment, almost habitually, Saidian's heart shook. It was a jade jue given to him by Zhang Changan, which was not very special, but the intention was clear.

"When you're upset, rubbing it will calm you down. Saidianchi remembered Zhang Changan's words. This jade jue is actually not a magic weapon, and it does not have the effect of concentrating and calming the mind, but in the past long training, Sai Dianchi has cultivated such a habit.

The beads of sweat on Saidian's red forehead gradually dissipated, and the voice of the Great Elder returned to normal in his ears, no longer as hazy as before, as far as near, as real as illusory.

"If I make a mistake, I will die, and I will not have a chance to become a hero at all!"

Sai Dianchi's eyes slowly returned to clarity, and a hint of fierceness gradually emerged, "Besides, what is a hero? Those stories are just tricks to deceive people." How can I believe that the king is using it to fool the people into serving them to their own death!"

Saidianchi continued: "There are only two kinds of people in this world, those who drive people and those who are driven by people.

"The king establishes a state, thereby confirming his supremacy, and making all the people his flock, in the final analysis, but to raise his own dignity with the power of the four seas!

In order to ensure his own position, the king wants to demagogue, let the people be loyal to the king and serve the country, fight for themselves and die for themselves, and what he says is really the greatest shamelessness in the world! It is ridiculous that those stupid people have been indoctrinated by the king with these ideas, reduced to a flock of sheep and a sword, and are still proud of it!

"That's right, the people are weak after all, and if they don't hold together and have no country, they can't have security and can't guarantee their own survival. But I'm different, I'm a shaman, I have a high level of cultivation, why should I be a sword for the caliph? When the country is prosperous, I will be able to wield more power? If the country dies, I will definitely die?

"No, regime change is just a common thing. Only one's own interests and strength can truly protect oneself. The Tang Dynasty also needs people to govern here, and I will still be a great noble! What does the caliph's throne have to do with me?"

Saidianchi's eyes were as sharp as swords, bloodshot eyes, "The caliph himself is not good at what he can, he was defeated like a mountain in Qarakhani, and now he can only defend Mulu City, and now he is about to die, I can't give him a funeral!

Thinking of this, Saidianchi finally persuaded and hypnotized himself.

He has a clear, reasonable, self-admitted, no flaws, no loopholes, and very powerful three views. Such three views are enough to support his next actions, so that he is no longer confused or frightened.

Everyone needs their own philosophy of life, and they all do. Whether it is right or wrong, it will become the moon above your head, illuminating your own path.

"If you want to gain more power and let yourself have more powerful resources, you must make meritorious contributions!" Saidianchi felt that he was refreshed and full of energy. In order to make yourself stronger, even if you are in danger, it is still due, and even if you encounter difficulties, it must be overcome.

With clear eyes, he began to listen carefully to the Great Elder's words, and to pay attention to the reactions of the crowd.