Medina, the capital of the Arab Empire
"Assholes, what the hell are you guys doing? Have you forgotten what you are here for? You haven't packed these things in such a long time. Do you want me to do it myself? Don't forget who you are. If you don't finish this work before sunset, I will chop off your hands and feet."
A soldier from the Arab Empire said loudly that there were about a thousand slaves here. These people were plundered by the Arab Empire from other places. At this moment, they were pulling various supplies to prepare for war.
The slaves have been working for a long time. In the weather with temperatures reaching over 30 degrees Celsius, many people can hardly bear it. But if you stop, the whip next to you will immediately hit you. Don't expect these Arab soldiers to have mercy on you. In their eyes, you are no different from animals.
"Borta, why are you transporting so many things again? Didn't you just come back from the front? Weren't those guys who believed in the cross defeated by you? Are you going to fight again?"
A bearded man in his forties came from afar. He was a citizen of the Arab Empire, but this guy was actually a spy of the Tang Dynasty. More than a year ago, people from the Tang Dynasty found him and eventually made him change his mind and become a spy of the Tang Dynasty.
Of course, this is also a very normal thing. He had two sons and should have been able to live a good life, but the Arab Empire took away both of his sons. One son went to the far East and is now in the Tang Dynasty military camp, and the other son went to the West and died in battle.
Because the son was controlled by the Tang Dynasty army, the people of the Tang Dynasty wanted him to be an insider. He did not need to deliberately inquire about the news, he just needed to report everything he saw.
Both of this guy's sons died on the battlefield, so he was very loved by the surrounding soldiers. When he saw him coming, the soldier who had just beaten him put away his whip.
"Uncle Zayk, we're not going to the West to fight this time. We're going to the East. Far away in the East, there's a powerful country called Datang. Have you forgotten? Your son was killed by them. We were careless last time. This time, we've brought hundreds of thousands of troops, and we're sure to win."
Borta said very proudly that they had won the victory on the western battlefield and beat the white people so hard that they could not raise their heads. Now they have all run back. It is precisely because of this that they have an army of more than 200,000.
In the impression of these imperial warriors, there is no country they cannot conquer, so the Tang Dynasty is no problem. No matter how powerful the Tang Dynasty is, as long as they become our enemy, we must retaliate against them. The people of the Arab Empire represent the will of God and must never surrender to anyone. Even if they have defeated us before, we will cut off their heads with scimitars.
"Oh my God, has the empire finally accumulated enough strength? If so, I must use the last of my savings to support you in your conquest of the distant Tang Dynasty. I lost a son there, and I no longer have any concerns."
Zaik said excitedly that of course he couldn't donate all his property, but this was told to him by the spies of the Tang Dynasty. Only in this way could more people in the Arab Empire army believe him, and only in this way could he get more information.
Sure enough, after he said this, several soldiers nearby came over. They all respected Uncle Zayk very much. After this guy's two children died in the battlefield, they would take the initiative to help Uncle Zayk if he had any problems. Now they heard that the imperial army was going to go to the battlefield, and they were actually going to donate all their property as military expenses. This kind of emotion moved them so much.
"Uncle Zayk, we appreciate your kindness. Now that both of your sons have died on the battlefield, you must save some money for your retirement. If you donate it all, your life will be in trouble in the future. The Empire has plundered a large amount of wealth in the West, enough for us to conquer the Tang Empire. You just need to wait for us in the capital. When we return from the Tang Empire, we will definitely bring you a lot of spoils."
A man who looked like a junior officer came over, and the ordinary soldiers around him stepped back. Zaik was different from the others. He had only two sons, and both of them died fighting for the great caliph.
This can be said to be a typical example in the neighborhood. If you donate all your property, it would be bad if you really starve to death.
Although the Arab Empire continued to win foreign wars, the lives of their people did not improve much. The main reason was that the place where they lived was too harsh. Almost most of the place was desert, and only a few oases allowed them to survive. But even in these few oases, the water sources were pitifully scarce.
The Arab Empire had been fighting abroad for many years and had acquired a large amount of habitable land, but the people were unwilling to live on this land, so they could only ship out everything they had obtained abroad.
But the problem is that gold, silver and treasures can be transported here, but can the water be transported here?
Uncle Zaik chatted with these people for a while, then encouraged them, and then walked towards his home with a basket on his shoulder. He was thinking that he must spread the news. The army has begun to assemble. At the current speed, they will be able to gather in the northern part of the empire in three or two months at most.
Then he entered the jurisdiction of the Andong Governor's Office. It was said that the jurisdiction of the Andong Governor's Office was also occupied by the Tang Dynasty army. Perhaps a war was about to break out there. When the people of the Tang Dynasty found him, they said that if he wanted to save his son's life, he must report the movements of the Arab Empire army in time. If he delayed, his son would have to die.
In fact, he didn't know whether his son was alive or dead. After all, the Tang people had only brought a letter. If someone was impersonating him, he would have no other choice. But at this moment, he could only choose to believe those Tang spies and hope that his son was still alive...
