The voice of the translation is loud and it can be spread farther with the help of a copper speaker.

Mansour's face turned ugly purple-red, and he seemed to be pulled and slapped dozens of mouths, furious!

The two armies were extremely quiet, especially on the side of Dashi. Even the war horses lowered their heads and did not dare to make loud neighs, for fear of annoying their king.

The general translator of the Great Zhou shouted again, "This is your soldiers, please take back their bodies!"

"Please take it back!"

The Great Zhou Tongyi roared repeatedly, and Mansour's blood rushed to his brain, and the red liquid under his skin was almost blown.

At this moment, the old man behind him whispered: "Your Majesty, the wise king should treat them well for the brave and devoted one's life!"

Mansour clenched his fists, his chest fluctuated violently... In his eyes, those people were not warriors at all, but wastes! If they could not beat Da Zhou, they deserved to die!

But he read another meaning from the teacher's eyes. This was a plan from the Great Zhou. If you take the ear, it would be like being slapped in the face and losing face. But don't accept it? What do you think of Dashi soldiers? Everyone is a living person with flesh and blood, and you can't lose your morale!

Mansour suppressed his anger and asked someone to come forward and bring his ears back.

At this moment, Chai Rong and Ye Hua came out of the military formation one after another, and the tall dragon flag fluttered in the wind. They walked forward thirty steps, and the two sides were about a hundred steps away.

The general translator said loudly: "The Emperor of Great Zhou, King Samantha will be allowed to meet you!"

Taking advantage again!

Mansour was going crazy, but his teacher didn't care.

"Your Majesty, these are all small things. Those who say that the Central Plains achieve great things will not be conscientious. As long as you defeat the Great Zhou, your Majesty can naturally be crowned and emperor. At that time, not only the entire Great Food, but even the Central Plains will crawl at your feet!"

Mansour gritted his teeth, finally endured his anger, and took another thirty steps forward.

Chai Rong also urged the horse and walked forward thirty steps. The two sides were about forty steps apart. They could hear each other and see their faces clearly.

Mansour is not very old, with his eyes as sharp as an eagle. His back is slightly hunched, and he looks like an eagle looking at a wolf.

Ye Hua didn't care about Mansour, because according to Muxin's information, this guy had just succeeded to the throne and was just a arrogant and arrogant child. The truly powerful old man in black robe around Mansour, an elder from Baghdad, and Ibn, the most powerful scholar in the Great Food Empire... It was at his instigation that the Saman Dynasty formed an alliance with Hei Khan and decided to participate in the Western Regions.

Ye Hua examined the pair of monarch, minister and disciple, and the other party was also looking at them. Chai Rong was tall and handsome. Although he was over forty years old, he was the peak of a man, mature and domineering, and full of the majesty of the emperor. Even Ibn had to admit that Chai Rong was stronger than his disciples.

As for Ye Hua, he was even younger, riding on the black sweat-blooded horse, with a faint smile on his face, calmly, as if he didn't care about the big food soldiers in front of him!

"The Central Plains people have emerged in many ways, and they are indeed well-known!" Ibn spoke, "But you have your world, this place belongs to the Great Food. Baghdad has awarded General Jalati the title of Chinese Governor General, and your country should withdraw its troops immediately!"

Ye Hua laughed, "You can just appoint a Chinese governor, and we will withdraw our troops. Why don't you say that, let us give up the Central Plains too? Tell you, since ancient times, all the kings under the world are kings, and all the kings are kings! My Great Zhou emperor has appointed the Persian Protector, Baghdad Protector, and even the Eastern Roman Protector, Egypt Protector! You want the Western Regions, and the Great Zhou wants the whole world!"

Accompanied by the loud voice of the translation, Mansour breathed rapidly and clenched his fists involuntarily. His greatest wish was to unify the food, but in comparison, Da Zhou had already set his sights on Eastern Rome. In terms of ambition, it was really incomparable!

"Everyone can expect more land, but they must have enough strength!" Ibn said coldly: "In the heyday of your country, you were defeated by Talas. What is waiting for your country this time will only be a greater failure!"

"Hahaha!"

Ye Hua said: "The strength of the Great Zhou is far from comparable to the Tang Dynasty, and you are no longer the Great Food Empire of the past... My Lord can tell you that I, Dazhou, not only have strong soldiers on land, but also our world at sea. A thousand warships have set off from Guangzhou and taken straight to India. I believe they will soon kill to the Persian Gulf and the Red Sea coast. Your nest is completely within the range of the Great Zhou's attack. I can tell you responsibly that there is only one way left for you, that is, please immediately give tribute and become a vassal of the Great Zhou, and there is still a glimmer of life. Otherwise, the wrath of thunder will not be something you can bear!"

When it comes to making a fool of others, Ye Hua is not afraid of anyone, not to mention that Xu Shiling did lead a fleet southward, preparing to enter the Indian Ocean, and it is not considered Ye Hua deceived them.

Ibn's face was also ugly. He did not believe that the Great Zhou had the strength to defeat the Great Zhou with the navy, but in just a few words, he could hear that the Great Zhou's understanding of the Great Zhou was very detailed.

This is the most terrifying thing. Could it be that the Great Zhou really had ambition to conquer the entire Great Food?

"Your country's ambition is really admirable." Ibn sneered: "My Great Food Warriors will use the scimitar in their hands to cut off your ambitions little by little and throw them into the yellow sand to bury them!"

"Then let me see if your scimitar is powerful or your musket is sharp!"

"war!"

"war!"

The negotiations collapsed instantly, and both sides went back together. From beginning to end, Chai Rong didn't say a word. He was like a lofty wise man, looking down at everything, holding the universe and the emperor's atmosphere, and the pressure on the other party was no less than that of Ye Hua.

As for Mansour I, he breathed rapidly and his eyes widened, but instead looked like an immature child. Moreover, since Dazhou prepared a copper trumpet, even if the translation of Dashi was shouting through his throat, it would be useless.

After a brief meeting, Dashi was at a disadvantage again!

"We can't wait any longer, we can't wait any longer. We have insufficient food and grass. We must defeat the Great Zhou as soon as possible!"

After returning to the Dashi military formation, Mansour immediately issued a command for combat.

As a cannon fodder force, the Black Khanate was once again pushed to the front.

Thirty thousand invaders rushed towards the direction of the Great Zhou.

"After learning from one's mistakes, the Black Khan Guojun has some skills."

Ye Hua chuckled and said, "Facing with firearms and using people to charge is much better than untrained war horses."

Obviously, under the city of Yutian, Hei Han had suffered enough of the firearms. However, it was also a delusion to break through the military formation of the Great Zhou by relying on 30,000 cannon fodder!

Ye Hua waved the flag in his hand, and all the artillery and musketeers were ready to fight.

Ye Hua also ordered Li Guangrui and Murong Yan to make their two cavalry protrude and attack the positions of the Dashi Alliance from both wings.

You have cannon fodder, and I have it in my hands too!

Chai Rong has handed over all his command power to Ye Hua. Perhaps Ye Hua is not the strongest general of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but his command is definitely stable and unobstructed.

A battle of more than 500,000 people is comparing who makes fewer mistakes. Obviously, Ye Hua is a master in this field!

Li Guangrui and Murong Yan were like two long dragons, sweeping across the yellow sand, like two long swords, and piercing towards each other.

"Hmph, ignorant Zhou people!" Mansur immediately sneered when he saw Ye Hua's arrangement: "The only thing worthy of the Great Zhou Dynasty is firearms. It's simply delusional to want to win with cavalry!"

He immediately ordered that two teams of ten thousand people rushed up to Li Guangrui and Murong Yan.

The cavalry began to strangle on the battlefield.

Murong Yan waved the long sword in his hand and slashed against the Dashi Cavalry opposite him.

The scimitar in the hands of the big cannibals was made of stainless steel. The Persians regarded the forging technology as the most secret. Each scimitar was very sharp. In the past, the Uighurs' weapons were not as good as theirs.

But since surrendering to the Great Zhou, Uighur soldiers have put on plate armor and have more weapons from the Great Zhou in their hands.

Murong Yan fought twice in a row, but the other party's scimitar broke.

He was full of confidence, wielding weapons frantically, and slashing one big cannibal after another.

The Uighur soldiers were very energetic and actually pushed a team of 10,000 people to fight, forcing them to step back...

"Waste! All are waste!"

Mansour was like an angry lion. He knew that the Great Zhou firearm was powerful, so he hoped that the cavalry could break through the two wings, restrain the Zhou soldiers, and win the victory.

But I never expected that the Dashi Cavalry could not even suppress the Uighurs and saw the ghost!

"Your Majesty, it is obviously the Zhou soldiers who armed the Uighurs!" Ibn said muffled: "In time, the Uighurs alone will be enough to cause us a lot of trouble. We will win this battle!"

"This battle...will win!"

Mansour pondered for a moment and immediately attracted his confidant, asking him to lead the cavalry to fight the Uighurs...

"After this battle, select 300 Uighur warriors and guards to the East Palace!"

Chai Rong said in a deep voice, obviously, he was very satisfied with the bravery of the Uighurs.

Chai Rong's vision returned to the front battlefield again, and the large number of black sweat soldiers had rushed to the range of the artillery.

"Grape bomb!"

"shooting!"

The bomb rain from the sky exploded in the middle of the crowd, and the soldiers fell down. The flesh and blood and corpses were flying all over the sky, but they did not dare to retreat. Behind the military formation was the supervising team of the cannibals, and the sharp scimitar was waiting for them.

There is no way, so I can only rush forward with a tough bullet.

Artillery, grenades, turbulent oil, rockets... The army of the Great Zhou Dynasty was always renovated, with various attack weapons emerging one after another, constantly exploding on the heads of the black sweat soldiers. The broken limbs and the crowds burned into black charcoal made people shudder.

Finally, after paying a heavy price, the Black Khan soldiers entered about fifty steps. At this time, the musketeers' shooting began. A row of projectiles hit him, and all the Black Khan soldiers rushing in front fell down. Some were broken in their heads, and some were penetrated, which was extremely miserable...

Thirty thousand people disappeared nearly one-third!

Moussa's heart was bleeding, but his face was about to be happy, "We have done our best!"

Mansour squeezed out a smile, "Zhou Bing's strength has been tested. Next, let our most elite warriors rush forward!"
Chapter completed!