Chapter 1,163

"No need!"

Wang Chong and Gao Xianzhi stand side by side, looking at the inside of Khorasan City, the smoke rising from everywhere:

"Abu Mussi / Lin, if you want to escape, the city is so big, we can hardly find him, and the next step, we need to consider not fighting or killing someone, but Need to consider the overall situation of the strategy. General Cheng, is the letter I told you ready?"

"I have already been ready. By the teacher to catch the pen, you can always go to Baghdad through the hunting hunters of those big foods."

A voice came from behind, and Cheng Qianli gently touched the city and quickly rushed up from the rear.

The top generals will always consider the victory and defeat of a war, and Wang Chong considers not only the things on the battlefield, but also the strategic overall situation outside the battlefield. His vision and pattern are enough to make the imperial generals on this continent stunned. Lost color. This is why Cheng Qianli admired him.

The army quickly rushed in. Without the presence of Abu and Ziad, the speed at which tens of thousands of troops collapsed and was annihilated was much faster than ever. From the opening of the city gate to the entry of the army, it took only two hours before and after. Wang Chong led the army to take over completely, the military town at the end of the west side of the Silk Road.

"Is this Tigris?"

On the west side of Khorasan City, on the high walls, Wang Chong, Gao Xianzhi, Cheng Qianli, Li Yiye, and Yuan Shurong and Bakhram, Qi Qi boarded the top of this magnificent city wall. Stopped on the wall on the east side of Khorasan City, looking over the past, Wang Chong saw the city of Khorasan at a glance, not far from each other, a wide and huge river rushing past.

This river is fifty or sixty feet wide. I don't know how deep it is. Although the river is in a hurry, it is not as turbid as I imagined.

——Wang Chong’s life, for the first time, saw the west of the green hills, one of the two most famous rivers in the original Sassan Dynasty, one Tigris River and one Euphrates River.

This is the root of the entire Sassanid civilization, and is now the most important river in the entire food empire.

"This is just a tributary of the Tigris River. The backbone of this river is wider and more magnificent than what you are seeing now. Our Sassan people can breed thousands of years of history and become the most powerful country on the shore of the sea. These two rivers, but now all have fallen into the hands of the Great Food Empire. They even imposed heavy taxes on all the people who passed through the river. We Sayan people can’t live without the two rivers. How much wealth was searched by them and flowed into the treasury of the big eater."

Bakhram sighed.

Wang Chong listened in silence, and some thoughts flashed through his mind, but he soon returned to calm.

History and Wang Chong’s memory have undergone no small changes. At least in Wang Chong’s memory, there is no tributary of the Tigris River outside the city of Khorasan. The eyes stay on this famous river and the river for a long time. Wang Rushing slowly, his eyes looked at the endless distance and swept through the heavy space. Wang Chong faintly "seeed" a huge capital city, where it was the political, power, cultural and military center of the entire western continent.

"Baghdad!"

Wang Chong’s mind flashed a thought quickly.

Aibu* wants to break through Russell, occupy the Western Regions, and fight under the city, and win the entire Central Plains. However, the irony is that at the end, Aibu* did not intimidate Changan, but instead, he went all the way, went deep into the food, along the way. The Silk Road, in turn, arrived at the city at the end of the Silk Road in Khorasan.

"General Cheng will start!"

Wang Chong looked at the front and didn't look back.

"Yes!"

Cheng Qianli’s voice just fell, and after a while, he screamed, a big food hunting hunter quickly rose to the sky, all the way across the heavy space, toward the king of the big empire, Baghdad.

More than two hundred and two hundred kilometers, this is already a very close distance...

Starting from Khorasan, crossing the Tigris River and the Euphrates River, all the way west, and more than 1,300 kilometers, is the core of the entire food empire.

The city is majestic, and the towers and domes are densely forested and point to the sky. In this small place, there are a large number of soldiers and horses, millions of people, and countless business travellers. The economy, culture and politics are extremely developed.

- This is Baghdad, the largest center of the entire food empire.

Throughout Xiqiao, it also has another resounding name, "Never Night City"! In this capital city, everyone celebrates day and night, day and night, and is known as the city that never sleeps.

Hey!

Suddenly, a sharp cymbal came from the air, just above Baghdad, a huge food hunting scorpion spread its wings, swaying, swaying like a sharp arrow, wraping the airflow and flying into Baghdad. In the palace at the highest point of the center.

Bang!

However, no one knows, when this big food hunting scorpion descends from the sky and flies into the palace, it suddenly falls like a huge stone, and it has set off waves in this empire.

"Baby!!"

In the Golden Summit Palace at the highest point in Baghdad, the Thunder angered and rang through the whole food. Countless Governors, military commanders and nobles fell to the ground and shuddered.

At the highest point of the main hall, on the throne of gold casting, the eclipse of the empire of the caliphate Mutasim III, wearing a white silver silk gown, with a gold crown, bursting with a thunderous flame in his eyes.

As the monarch of the entire food empire, Mutasim III claimed the entire great empire, the greatest king of all time, the whole great empire in his hands, how many forces were destroyed, and the territory of the empire was expanded by him. To the point where it has not been added, it has reached an unprecedented state of prosperity.

Numerous famous ministers, millions of elite iron riders, and powerful legions, all of them will be able to conquer the world at any time.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is one of the most powerful and powerful rulers in the world.

But at this moment, all the glory that was once created, all the glory, all disappeared.

The Great Beasts were destroyed, the Aurora Legion was hit hard, the Bottom War was killed, Aybek was killed, Osman was killed, Mamluk was destroyed... During this time he heard too much trouble.

For this expedition, Mutasim III had great expectations and hoped to use the huge army to conquer the East, unify the entire mainland, and complete unprecedented great achievements.

But now, everything is shattered. Not only that, even an Eastern pagan general has been under the city and threatened his Baghdad.

Moreover, the other party’s letter raised extremely excessive demands.

This is a shameful shame and how Mutasim III can bear it.

"Your Majesty, these Tang people only gave us three days of reply time, but it takes two days for the pigeons to travel. If they do not receive a reply or refuse their request, they will immediately take action and cross the Tigris River all the way to the west. To capture more cities. I am afraid that it will cause panic in the entire empire, which is extremely unfavorable to the empire."

Under the Great Hall, a minister of food, who is dressed in jewels, crouched on the ground, and sincerely feared.

"Useless things! With so many horses and horses, countless governors and generals, will they be threatened by a pagan? The will of the people, the Tang people, together with the dynasty, will be annihilated."

Mutasim III is like an angry lion, roaring.

Oh, for a moment, the hall was dead, everyone crouched on the ground, and the head fell to the ground.

"Why don't you talk, talk! So many soldiers and horses, so many military commanders, can't you eliminate more than 200,000 people?"

Mutasim III angered.

"Hey, Your Majesty. The previous battles, Cairo, the North and the East, all our terracotta warriors were sent to Jurass, and there were nearly 500,000 soldiers and horses. The battle was defeated, almost the whole army was wiped out, now we are In the east, it is already in a state where no soldiers are available."

A general soldier of the big food will support me.

"More than that, Qudeibo and Aibu* have always been the strongest governors in the empire's number one and second place. There are only a handful of empirees that can be compared with them. Even if they send troops in the past, it is hard to beat them. The mobilization is not something that can be achieved in three or five days, but if they do not immediately agree to the requirements of the pagans, they will soon cross the Tigris River, attack all other cities, and even the soldiers... Baghdad!"

Another military commander is also brave.

Hey!

The voices of the two men just fell, and suddenly there was a loud noise on the hall. Mutasim III took five fingers and received the moment, and the handrail of the throne in the right hand was squeezed into pieces. And his original white face is even more red.

As the most powerful emperor in the history of the Great Food Empire, he was for the first time forced to the point where no soldiers were available.

"One billion two gold, one billion two! Do you mean to answer the Eastern fanatic, accept his extortion, and give them so much wealth!"

Mutasim III looked violent and his eyes were gloomy.

One billion two gold!

Even if the big food is rich and the enemy, hundreds of years of conquest have searched the treasures of countless kingdoms and forces, and accumulated huge wealth, which is still a huge number for big food.

"But my Majesty, if we don't agree with them, I am afraid that the loss will be far more than one billion gold. They can go east from Khorasan and capture a large number of territories, 200,000 soldiers and horses, and those who can fight for the good." The generals, we can't resist in a short time! In the end, even if we drive them out of the empire, I am afraid that it will be a heavy loss."

His Royal Highness, a big food aristocrat, trembled.

The eastern city is in jeopardy. The 200,000 soldiers and horses stayed in Khorasan, ready to go, but not to be released. This is even more shocking than their real attacks. In the name of war reparations, the asking price of one billion gold is unprecedented. This has never been seen before, even in the constant expedition of the big food empire.

However, everyone has to seriously consider that the other party has strength and ambition, and more forceful, and from Samarkand to Khorasan, the vast territory that has fallen, has already explained that the other side is not a false intimidation.