Datang Fenghua Road

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All the emperors in the world are the same, they are good at making cakes for their ministers. The Arab Empire and Persia have not yet decided the winner. There is even a Byzantine Empire in the western region not far away, but Harry the Great has already set his sights on it. In the East, this is the pattern and desire of a heroic emperor.

In one of his war personal shows, the busy scribes were sweating and writing, while the generals who wielded machetes were imposing, and their mouths kept roaring to conquer the distance and conquer everything.

The night was blurred, the cold wind was howling, the huge butter candles in the tent were crackling and burning, and the air was filled with an unpleasant smell of smoke.

Emperor Harry stood there quietly, his eagle-like eyes constantly scanning the roaring generals, and when everyone's fighting spirit was inflated to the highest level, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, turned and ran behind the camp.

The generals were still roaring, but their voices gradually became smaller and weaker. At this time, countless maids filed in with steaming pans, and the large chunks of roasted mutton grease in the pans were full of fragrance and charming.

Tonight was a big dinner, a big dinner where Emperor Harry rewarded the heroes. Soon there was a carnival sound in the tent of the Nuo camp, and some musicians played the melodious oud.

Harry the Great left the tent all the way, and soon returned to the tent where he slept. This tent was not as simple as the previous tent. The tent was dotted with exquisite gold and silver utensils, and white jade and precious stones were scattered on the ground. After a beautiful Persian woman saw him come back, she was very obedient and began to dance a wonderful dance.

The honor of the emperor, even when he was on the march, he did not forget to enjoy himself. Although the living habits of the Arabs were rough, Harry the Great was a person who liked to enjoy.

He walked slowly to the middle of the tent and sat down, slowly tasting the cup of delicious wine, looking at the Persian dancing girl with eagle-like eyes from time to time, and making a man-specific tut tut.

This is his own tent, which is placed in the Tang Dynasty's palace, which is similar to the emperor's palace. The strange thing is that there are outsiders in the tent. Seven or eight old people have stayed here long before the return of Harry the Great.

It turned out that this was his real staff, and the generals in the camp in front of him were just warring generals.

Emperor Harry drank the wine in his hand, and suddenly glanced coldly at the seven or eight old men. He didn't know when the smile disappeared, and said solemnly: "Is there any news?"

This question was ignorant, but a few old men seemed to know what he was asking, but an old man coughed and said softly: "Report to my great emperor, the matter has been investigated and understood. When the mobilization order for war was launched, Prince Khalim did answer your call!"

Harry the Great stared at the old man and asked: "Since he responded to my call, why didn't the army come? This time I almost lost the battle of Cadysia. Could it be that he deliberately wanted to drag me to death?"

The old man shook his head quickly, coughed again in embarrassment, his face showed a strange look, and explained in a low voice: "Don't misunderstand, the great emperor, there is no need to doubt Prince Harimu's loyalty to you. According to the information we obtained from our investigation, he received Immediately after the call, he led his 20 troops on the road, and his initial marching route was definitely to gather towards the holy capital. It's a pity, a pity..."

"What a pity?" Emperor Harry snorted coldly, his eyes already impatient.

"It's a pity that he encountered a black sandstorm that is hard to see in a century. Prince Harim's army lost its direction in the sandstorm. They went farther and farther along the way, and went to the far east..."

boom!

The table suddenly made a muffled sound, shaking the beautiful jade plate placed on it. This was caused by Emperor Harry's punch on the table, and he shouted angrily: "This idiot can lead the army to go in the wrong direction, it's just an insult to me. Noble blood is the biggest mockery, if it wasn't for her powerful mother clan, I would definitely send him to the desert to eat sand."

Several old men were silent, and no one was willing to speak on this kind of thing. No one knew the truth of what the emperor said.

Sure enough, he only heard a few roars from Emperor Harry, and his anger disappeared in a blink of an eye. He flicked his fingers on the table in front of him, and suddenly asked curiously, "You said just now that he went to the East, so do you have any news about this idiot? Passed it over? What did he do when he went to the East, and why didn't he turn around for a whole year?"

Several old men looked at each other, and the first one slammed his head in place and said excitedly: "Great Emperor, a thousand-year opportunity, Prince Harim has definitely made a great contribution this time by mistake, he found it in the far east. God's weapon..."

"Oh? The weapon of the gods?" Emperor Harry narrowed his eyes, seemingly slightly interested, but in fact it was full of light.

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Chapter 804 East, conquer the East

"Yes, God's weapon!"

The old man nodded heavily, and continued with a frenzy on his face: "This weapon has never been seen before in the world, and the power is a bit scary!"

As he spoke, he raised his head, his face became more fanatical, and he said loudly: "We have verified it in private, and found that weak children can also use it. Just pull a thing called a trigger, even weak children can use it." This weapon kills a steer..."

"What did you say?"

Emperor Harry suddenly stood up, his eyes flashed and he shouted, "Are you sure?"

The Arab Empire advocates conquest, and if you want to conquer, you have to recruit soldiers and horses. Although the Arab population is large, the soldiers are still struggling. King Harry is definitely a character like Li Shimin. Hearing that children can kill bullocks with weapons, they immediately thought of a lot .

His empire has as many as 300 million subjects, but the number of soldiers recruited can only be guaranteed to be [-] million at most. No matter how many, it is not that they cannot be recruited, but the country cannot afford to support so many troops.

But his opponent was so powerful that even Harry the Great was afraid.

The Persian Empire has a history of thousands of years of inheritance. The Sassanid Dynasty is a behemoth that dominates this area. This time, his empire and the opponent fought in Kadysia for a year. Although they defeated the other side's army, they also lost most of their troops.

If he wanted to conquer Persia, he would have to fight at least three more times with the same level of fighting spirit, which meant that he would have to continue recruiting troops three times. The recruited troops could not immediately go into battle, and they needed at least half a year of training.

All the talented and generous emperors in the world have a problem, that is, they can't wait, they don't want to wait, there is endless land waiting for them in their eyes, and they want to conquer the whole world in their lifetime.

King Harry the Great also had this desire, he wanted the eagle flag temperament of the Arab Empire to be inserted in the world.However, due to military strength and national power, the desire of countless emperors was just an extravagant hope until their death.

"Where is the weapon, quickly bring it to me to see..."

Harry the Great suddenly spoke again, and there was already an urgent look in his eyes. He knew that these staff were all mature and serious people, and he would definitely not fool himself with some stupid things.

Several old men seemed to have expected it when they heard the order. One of them directly reached into his arms and took out something. He stood up from the ground carefully, then bent over and lowered his head with both hands holding the thing forward. Emperor Harry didn't have time to take care of the old man. As a courtesy, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the thing in his hand.

"Huh? It's heavy to start with, it's made of fine steel?" He pondered, his eyes were burning, and he continued to check, and then said: "But the color is as white as silver, so this thing really has something unique..."

Speaking of this, he raised his head suddenly, stared at the old man and asked, "Since you have already tried it in private, tell me now how to use this thing? God's weapon, I, Harry, must try it!"

While talking, he didn't forget to fiddle with the things in his hand. In the end, he accidentally made a correct way of holding it for him. Then he keenly found that there was something in this weapon that seemed to be suitable for fingers, so he could just follow it without thinking about it. Guessing pulled a bit.

The old man on the opposite side was frightened and shouted in panic, "Great Emperor, don't..."

boom!

With a gunshot, the old man stepped back five steps. The weapon in Emperor Harry's hand was smoking blue, but the old man's skull was half blown away.

"hiss!"

Emperor Harry sucked in a breath of cold air, and blurted out with shock on his face: "It's so powerful, it's really a weapon of the gods..." He instantly stuffed the pistol into his arms, his eyes flashing with greed.

Then the next moment, he pretended to discover the fact that the old man's skull had been overturned. Emperors can act, and Harry is also a leader in all kinds of scenes. My sage, you actually sacrificed your life to verify the weapons of the gods. I will give your family and your children 100 million lands. Ah, ah, you have followed me for 20 years, and your loyalty is like a scripture engraved in mud. The same cannot be rewritten!"

Speaking of this, he became more and more sad, and shook his head loudly: "One million land is too little, I will give your children another city, allow them to form a large team of merchants, and they can do business in all territories. They will become the wealthiest group of people in the Arab Empire, this is a generous gift from me, King Harry, to the heroes."

The cat is crying, the mouse is fake, or the emperor is born to be a group of people who are good at performing. At this moment, Emperor Harry really shed tears, holding the old man's body and shaking constantly as if his father died.

Several old men in the tent were silent, and the two dancing Persian dancers had long since passed out. Only the cry of Harry the Great echoed throughout the tent, but the cry had stopped for a moment.

He suddenly threw the old man's body on the ground, turned his head and said to several old men with grief: "Balagan has gone to follow in the footsteps of the saint, we living people must continue to work hard for our faith, and order him to be buried well and thickly. Well, when the burial is buried, the Emperor will personally go to pray..."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his feet and took a few steps forward. His tall body directly looked down at the old men, his eyes burning brightly: "Tell me, how many god weapons are there?"

Several old men seemed to be very confused about his changes, no one felt the slightest sense of abruptness, everyone secretly glanced at each other, one of them smiled wryly and saluted: "Report to the honorable Emperor Harry, there is only one weapon of the gods, it is Prince Harim sent it back from the far east, along with two warriors, stating that this weapon can only be used three times after it was sent back, and we have secretly killed those two warriors to prevent them from talking nonsense and leaking. Confidential..."

Harry the Great didn't care if the soldier died or not, he just frowned and said with regret: "There is only one, and it can only be used three times?"

He took out his pistol again, and gestured to check again.

Several old men took three steps back subconsciously, one of them was sweating profusely and terrified, and said in a hurry: "My lord, this weapon has only one chance left, and we used it once for verification when we sent it back, just now you killed it Barragan... Uh, you used it once during verification, and now there is only the last one left, so please don't waste it, my lord."