The translator looked at Mosremasa awkwardly and translated Pei Min's words to him.

Mosremasa's expression froze when she heard it. When she recalled it carefully, after several contacts, she had never taken advantage of it. She thought that she could not beat it, so she pulled the reins and left.

Pei Min shouted: "Where is the Duke going?"

Mosremasa said without looking back.

The translator stayed and said, "Duke Remasa said he was going back to Arabia and had the opportunity to let the Duke go to Arabia, and he would treat you well."

After hearing what the interpreter said, Pei Min said that Mosremasa had already run away with the strength of the sweat-blooded BMW.

He pulled the reins, turned around and chased after him, shouting, "It's all the acting, don't rush to leave!"

This time, Mosremasa no longer controlled the horse speed and rushed to the end in one breath.

Pei Min also knew that the short-distance attack broke out. No matter how she did, Xiaolimao could not catch up with the sweaty horse, and she still ran at an equal speed.

After about half an hour, Pei Min came from behind again.

Mosremasa rested in the tea shed on the street, and there was some mutton with wine and sauce on the table.

Even if you can't speak, you can still buy food as long as you have money.

Pei Min sat down in front of him, asked the waiter to call a cup of tea, took out two chopsticks from the bamboo chopsticks on the table, and reached out to pick up the mutton sauce on the table.

But Mosremasa was prepared to move the mutton sauce to him first, glared at him, and refused to give it to him.

Pei Min was ridiculous and also called mutton sauce and roasted pig ears.

Compared to Mosremasa's barbarity, she ate it elegantly with chopsticks.

They were speechless and did not speak. They had enough food and drink, and the interpreter and a group of guards rushed over.

Mosremasa said a few words to the translator.

The translator also ordered food and found a seat with the guard to sit down.

Mosremasa was not rushing to go, and looked around in boredom and waited.

Pei Min also knew that he was sympathetic to his subordinates, and only such people could be loyal to the soldiers.

Pei Min originally planned to stay in Hangu for a night, but now that was the case, he had no choice but to return to Chang'an.

At this moment, there was a strange smell all over Chang'an City.

Although Pei Min has been away from Chang'an for many years, he has always been left with his legend.

Today, he suddenly led the team to attack and took people in public. Then, there were small-scale riots everywhere in Chang'an. A large number of soldiers arrested people with purpose, and there was a hurricane.

Of course, the most panicked thing was Justinian, the governor of Byzantine.

Justinian was born into a Byzantine family and studied theology since childhood. He was extremely obsessed with alchemy.

Western alchemy is like Eastern alchemy, and is a prelude to the development of physics and chemistry in later generations.

It is also because of his obsession with this aspect that Justinian can understand the value and significance of "Thunder Booming the Sky".

Justinian knew that "Thunderbolt" was highly likely to be the second Greek fire. At the beginning, Greece was just a brilliant firework, but after research and development by their insiders, it has become a powerful weapon for Byzantine to resist the invasion of the Arab Empire.

Without Greek fire, there would be no Byzantine today.

Justinian believes that "thunder bombing" is like Greek fire, and there is still a lot of room for development and can be used on the battlefield.

Faced with this temptation, Justinian couldn't stand it, and he happened to have a hidden strength in his hand and use it.

He never expected that before he could do this, the hidden Gedolan mercenary group would be uprooted.

Almost all the troops were wiped out!

Only some escaped by chance and told Justinian the situation.

Justinian was completely stunned and sat on the mat. For a while, he didn't know what to do.

"Father, run away!"

The one who came with Justinian was his favorite third son, Bonifers, a Western scholar and admired the great man Aristotle, the most. This time, he begged his father to come together, because he admired the ancient culture of the East and wanted to see the world.

The useless scholar is talking about people like Bonifers.

Learning for a lifetime is the most fearful thing.

Bonifers was involved in the theft of the sky-blasting thunder, but as soon as the incident happened, he was immediately scared and was at a loss and was only concerned about running for his own life.

Justinian frowned and said, "Where can we go? Chang'an is 100,000 miles away from my Byzantium, and 80,000 of them are under the control of the Tang Dynasty. We are speechless and have a conspicuous appearance. Even if we leave Chang'an City, we cannot leave the territory of 80,000 miles."

"What should I do?" Bonifers was about to cry.

Justinian sighed, "Leave it to fate!"

He knew that he would never be able to escape, so he chose to keep his eyes closed and listen.

In this way, even if you die, you can die more decently.

Bonifers was even more frightened and trembled, just like a great god's upper body.

"Governor, the Censorate has sent someone a big box!" The guard looked a little frightened.

Justinian was not in the mood to pay attention to his expression and said, "Please lift the box up."

Several guards carried the bulky wooden boxes into the hall with uneasy expressions.

When Justinian saw the wooden box, he finally knew why the guard had that expression. There were bright red blood around the wooden box.

"You all go out!"

Justinian drove all the guards out, walked to the wooden box, and opened the box.

Four bloody heads rolled together randomly, their expressions were filled with fear, and there were many scars on their faces, which showed that they were subjected to severe criminal law.

One is his confidant, and two of the other three, namely the deputy leader of the Godolan Mercenary Group and his deputy think tank.

When Bonifers saw the situation in the box, he exclaimed directly and fainted in a daze.

Justinian thought of his military general, and finally produced a scholar who loved him in every way, but did not want to be so weak, so he shook his head in disappointment.

Close your eyes and wait for the end...

Just one hour passed, another hour passed!

It was dusk, and there was still no news.

Justinian's heart, who was waiting to die, couldn't help but feel a little loose, and his mind was full of "Why?"

Did the Tang Dynasty not want to cause trouble and dissuade Byzantium?

No, not right!

If the Tang Dynasty was really afraid of trouble, he would not use such means and would not have said a word and would send the heads directly.

But why should I pursue this ignorance and ignorance?

Justinian couldn't figure it out, so he walked out of the hall with curiosity and walked to the street of the Siyi Pavilion.

The pedestrians in Siyiguan were still coming and going in a hurry, with nothing strange at all.

What happened like this, and the Tang Dynasty actually thought it hadn't happened?

Justinian was confused and stood on the street for a long time before returning to the house and asked someone to find the young master of Tuqishi and ask him to help inquire about the situation.

In just one hour, Tuqishi heard news that there was no major abnormal movement in Chang'an, and they were immersed in joy.

Li Longji also invited the envoys of all countries who had not left to go to Ziyun Tower to have a banquet...

Justinian felt even more inexplicable, but it was certain that the Tang Dynasty was not indifferent, at least he did not receive any notice for today's dinner.

The last news aroused his idea.
Chapter completed!