"No, I'll walk back by myself!"

After this period of recuperation, Ye Zhiqiu once again recovered a little bit of true qi, nourishing the eight veins of the Qi Meridian that had dried up or even dried up, at least expelling the stinging pain of thunder and lightning passing through his body, and regaining control of his body.

The people of the White Camel Mountain Chamber of Commerce, looking at Ye Zhiqiu, who was covered in charcoal, took a steady step, the muscles on his body trembled inadvertently, and a lot of charred skin powder fell down in a flutter, revealing a palpitating blurred flesh and blood.

The scorching wind and sand rushed to his face, the bloody wounds hardened and scabbed at a speed visible to his eyes, Ye Zhiqiu endured the stinging pain of the red-hot sword stabbing his body, continued to take a step forward, and left the Colosseum along the exit of the passage.

There were gamblers who had lost their entire wealth and their eyes were red, appearing in front of Ye Zhiqiu in groups of three or five, and they waved their fists irrationally, wanting to hammer to death the culprit who caused them to lose money on the spot.

It's a pity that the guards of the White Camel Mountain Chamber of Commerce are not dry meals, and the two desert knife girls who are very fond of Ye Zhiqiu are even more protective of the people they care about, just by striking the back of the knife, they let the bold gambler lie on the ground with broken tendons.

After being hit so hard, these people finally regained their senses, knowing that neither the Colosseum nor the people behind the grizzly gambling market would let themselves go, and simply lay on the ground and pretended to be dead dogs.

Ye Zhiqiu squinted at the despicable and shameless appearance of these people of the Desert Empire, and couldn't help grinning: "Forget it! They must be unlucky ghosts who lost all their money, it is understandable that they have lost their minds temporarily, you should not be too embarrassed." Well...... It's enough to break two legs!"

originally thought that the Eastern warrior was a good old man and a citizen of the Desert Empire, but when he heard Ye Zhiqiu's last words, he finally couldn't help but tremble, especially the gamblers who were lying on the ground pretending to be dead dogs, they were really worried that their legs would be broken, so they stood up desperately, and jumped into the distance with a rolling belt, looking like they were not broken or broken at all, and they looked like they were going to die.

easily took advantage of the situation to solve the obstacles, and on Ye Zhiqiu's way back, there was no one who dared to take the initiative to embarrass him. Even the little nobles who lost money on the grizzly market, the tribal chiefs and princes couldn't help but admire when they saw the Eastern warriors calmly walking by.

This human legend who survived the Storm Lord's sand burial with the Storm Lord's nirvana "Thunderbolt of Fate", whose skin was charred all over his body and who could survive, is simply a demigod hero walking on the ground.

Many people of the Desert Empire who were locked on the Europa continent and were bent on conquering this barbarian land suddenly remembered Ye Zhiqiu's origin, a wandering warrior from the Great Eastern Empire, and couldn't help but recall the recent military intelligence.

The Eastern Tyrant, who had an immortal body and was one enemy of 10,000 people, was enraged by the defeat in the Battle of Talas, and sent an army of 100,000 Yulin to defend the capital of the empire.

These feathered professional soldiers, more difficult than the legendary Knights Templar, were not only able to switch freely between light cavalry and heavy knights, but were also equipped with muskets with longer range and higher accuracy, and even more terrifyingly, their firearms were not front-loading, but more advanced ammunition integrated bullets.

Sadly, the eastern branch of the Desert Empire, millions of people in Abbas Province, were slaughtered by 100,000 mad dogs, and the severed heads were piled up into pyramid-shaped buildings, from the battlefield of the Battle of Talas to the capital of Abbas Province, stretching for hundreds of miles, covered with the flesh and bones of the Empire's people.

No, to the dissatisfaction and even anger of the Desert Empire's top brass, the Great Eastern Empire stopped trading in silk, tea, and porcelain, and no matter how much gold the desert merchants spent, they could not buy even a cubit of silk from the far east.

It is a well-known fact that the body hair of the subjects of the empire, especially the royal nobles, is thick and flourishing, and no matter how fine linen clothes are worn on the body, after repeated friction with the action of raising hands and feet, the whole part of the body will be red and swollen, unlike the silk that is as soft as a cloud, which can soothe the pampered skin of the upper class of the empire.

All the mistakes are the fault of Abbas Province, but it is a pity that the Eastern Branch, far away from the Holy City and the capital of the Empire, has been completely destroyed by the punishment of the Great Eastern Empire, and those who are lucky enough to escape are all mentally disturbed and unable to ask anything at all, let alone obtain first-hand information about the Eastern Tyrant and the Yulin Army.

The number of more than 100,000 knights, retinues, servants, slaves, etc., accumulated to at least 500,000 people, such a huge army, how did the Great Empire of the East maintain logistical supplies.

This question became a problem for the scholars of the Desert Empire, and the emperor who was rich in the world was very dissatisfied, thinking that he had spent so much money and raised so many people to give him advice, but in the end, he did not get any benefits, but became more and more unsmooth.

How can trade with the East be restored? Is it necessary to pay a large-scale tribute? With the fall of Abbasid and the almost dry blood of millions of imperial subjects, is it a bit too much for the sake of the Battle of Talas?

The Desert Empire is a superpower that occupies three continents, although the Great Eastern Empire firmly controls the vast and rich territory, once extended its tentacles to the archipelago in the southern seas, as well as the super-large islands surrounded by the ocean, and even touched the distant New World, but they are not good at science and technology, and may have a chance to redeem all this.

Without the suppression of Abbasid Province, the remnants of the Persis Empire are likely to complete the restoration with the help of the army of the Eastern Empire, after all, they had a good relationship with the East, and on the eve of the fall of the Empire, the royal family and nobles of the Persis Empire took the initiative to flee and lay roots in the capital of the Eastern Empire.

After decades of recuperation, the descendants of the empire who were driven away by the slain desert scimitars, I don't know how many people have multiplied in the era of peace, will they still live a life under the fence, and they will definitely take the opportunity to rise.

After all, many people understand the truth that it is better to be the head of a chicken than an oxtail. Even if he obtains honors and official positions in the court of the Great Eastern Empire, it is always better to dominate one side by himself, ruling a huge territory and calling the emperor happy.

Having said that, the samurai from the Great Eastern Empire defeated the Crystallized Storm Lord of the Empire's science and technology in the Holy City Colosseum of the Desert Empire, even the ninth-ranked Sand Burial, which had already made the desert people, who thought highly of themselves, aware of the crisis.

The desert empire in its heyday, which once turned the Mediterranean Sea into an inland sea of the empire, is now rising strongly, and with the advice of the two holy places and the Druid Order, it is devouring the empire's territory.

At this moment, the Desert Empire is at odds with the Great Eastern Empire again, that is, the East and the West are enemies on both sides, and the imperial punishment of the Eastern tyrant is already very bearable, and the possibility of the rise of the Bosis Empire may be a good thing, at least there is a buffer zone!

As a result, the top of the empire, under the advice of the think tank, released goodwill to the great empire in the east, decided to sit back and watch the remnants of the Posis return to the country, and even secretly encouraged them to do so!

Ye Zhiqiu arrived at the temporary residence of the White Camel Mountain Chamber of Commerce, drank a large barrel of honey wine in one go, and then lay down in the bathtub groggy, allowing his maid to soak her body in milk.