I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

If this group of people wears swords and armor.

This group of people reacted like this, and Xue Rengui could quite understand it—after all, a soldier is an ominous weapon, and this is the case no matter which country he is in.

But my group of people didn't wear armor. Although they wore swords, they didn't show it.

As for being afraid of becoming like this?

I'm afraid this group of people in the city are not afraid of swords and weapons, but strangers.

How much psychological trauma did that group of thieves bring to this group of people?

"Xiao Langjun, what should we do?" The rangers were also dumbfounded. People like them just take the soft but not the strong, and they are a little helpless in this situation.

Xue Rengui sighed, what can he do?Can only use the most stupid way.

He took a deep breath, the breath fell into his dantian, and the breath came out with a burst of energy. He spoke Persian in a stuttering manner, but Xue Rengui felt that they should be able to understand: "We are not big cannibals. The guests who come from the far side of the sea are ready to do business with you and come to help you.”

"The group of thieves who harassed you have been killed by us!"

There was still no movement in the small town.

They are like villagers who have been deceived countless times by little boys, and they don't believe a word of what strangers say.

Xue Rengui felt a little regretful, why couldn't he be more perverted?

Wouldn't it be more convincing if the heads of those thieves could be brought up and displayed in front of these people at this time?
Xue Rengui yelled this two or three times, but no one answered him, which made him a little at a loss. After thinking for a while, he said helplessly: "If there is no one else, I can't wait like this."

"Just smash down the door of any house... Which house did you pay attention to just now?"

A ranger thought for a while, and was about to raise his hand, pointing to one of the houses, and was about to say that he had seen five or six people go into that house just now.

crunch.

The door of a room near them was opened, and half of his face was exposed through the crack of the door. The man spoke in unproficient Chinese: "How many nobles are from Tang Dynasty?"

Xue Rengui was taken aback.

It was unexpected to him that there were people who could speak Chinese in such a place so far from Datang.

"We are, how can you speak Tang dialect?" Xue Rengui nodded, looked at the half face in the door, and asked.

Is it a descendant of Datang?

The door was suddenly widened, revealing a thin, scarred Persian face, who looked like a young man in his 20s: "You are really from Tang Dynasty!"

"It's unbelievable to imagine seeing you all here."

Xue Rengui squinted at him.

After the young man got excited, he suddenly remembered something: "I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Babak."

"I can speak Tang because... my father used to be a big businessman in Persia. He used to have a lot of business contacts with Datang."

"I was raised by my father and learned Tanghua."

"It's just... my father suddenly disappeared one day. It is said that the glass he sold suddenly became worthless, so I was arrested and sent here as a slave."

"I didn't expect that by chance, I would run into you people."

Although his Chinese is stuttering, his level is not low, at least he doesn't have the kind of word mistakes that foreigners often use.

Xue Rengui listened to his words with a complicated expression on his face.

Dad suddenly disappeared...

What a human tragedy this is.

"What happened here? Why did they all hide when they saw us?" Xue Rengui waved his hand. He didn't care much about this young man's life.

Babak's face became complicated, and he sighed: "We Persia and Dashi are at war. When I was young, we still had the upper hand, but for some reason in the past few years, it has suddenly become like this."

"Our army can't beat Dashi's army."

"The thieves from Dashi broke into our place, burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil... Over the past year, there have been three or four batches of thieves."

"They don't recognize the clothes of the nobles of the Tang Dynasty, they just think they are another batch of new Dashi thieves."

Xue Rengui touched his chin: "Persia lost badly?"

Babak hesitated and shook his head: "Before I was sent as a slave, I only heard that the Holy Land was lost, but...after I was sent here as a slave, I didn't know anything about it."

Saying that, he paused.

Then he said in a low voice: "However... this place is far away from Dashi. Unless they can be as great as Datang, otherwise even if they master the ability to sail far, they probably won't be able to get here."

Xue Rengui was thoughtful: "Even if they can get to the inner abdomen, Persia will not ignore it and let this place be plagued by big food bandits for a year?"

Babak nodded.

Xue Rengui had some pleasant surprises in his eyes. What does this mean? It means that the Persian Royal Court may have lost control of most areas—even if those areas have not yet fallen.

This means that the Persian royal court is now an old man who can be bullied.

this means……

They are already drowning people, even if it is a straw, they will promise huge benefits—after all, when the country dies, all benefits will disappear.

Take advantage of the fire.

This is something Xue Rengui is best at, especially after Wu Jue's training.

"Where is the capital of Persia now? Is it still Taixifeng?" Xue Rengui asked again.

Babak shook his head: "Tesiphon has fallen, and the current capital has moved to the east of Khorasan, it seems to be in Balkh or Yeri."

Xue Rengui raised his eyebrows: "Where is that?"

Babak was thinking of explaining to Xue Rengui, Xue Rengui waved his hand again, and said softly: "Forget it, do you have a map of Persia?"

"Or did the thieves have a map of Persia?"

Babak paused and shook his head: "We are a small town where slaves gather. The nobles have been killed by those thieves. I heard that they once had a map of Persia in their hands. Now it should be in the hands of those thieves. hands."

Xue Rengui raised his eyebrows again: "Where are those thieves?"

Babak raised his hand and pointed in one direction.

Xue Rengui glanced back, and was about to tell his rangers to go in that direction to snatch back the map of Persia.

Babak took a deep breath, stopped him quickly, and said bravely, "Dear Tang people, do you want to go to those thieves right now?"

Xue Rengui nodded as a matter of course.

Babak hurriedly dissuaded: "You shouldn't be so reckless, there are at least a hundred thieves there."

"They are all experienced fighters who kill without batting an eye."

"Even those noble knights are not their opponents."