With a "click!", Abu.

The Muslim drew his sword and cut the table with a sword. He was furious and kicked over the small table again. All the parchments scattered on the small table rolled to the ground.

"Tell me my order!" He turned around and roared, "All statues of gods that appear everywhere will be destroyed, and any one in the army who dares to discuss this matter will be killed!"

The statues created by the Tang army in various places in the river caused great trouble to him. The believers of the Zorocratic Cult who rushed to worship the statues were like a turbulent cloud. If they were to kill each other, they would not have the courage to kill them, but now they are not afraid of anything. Isn’t it because it was a statue built by the Tang Dynasty? What made Muslims even more angry was that the military was instability. The believers of the Zorocratic Cult left behind their training and went to worship the sun. They actually respected the enemy. Can this war be won?

After giving the order, he regretted it a little again and immediately ordered someone to recover the military order, and sent Abu angrily.

The Muslim became restless and paced back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back. Although he ordered the destruction of the statue, he also understood that doing so would make the Sogdians even more opposed to him. The storm caused by Li Qing'an used religion to hit him in the vital light, leaving him with helplessness.

At this time, a personal guard came from the door: "His Highness Mansour has arrived."

The defense loopholes that appeared in Hedong made Abu.

The Muslim was a little short of breath, and he nodded and said, "Please come in!"

"His Excellency Muslim Governor, is it that I came at the wrong time?"

Mansour walked into the room with a sarcastic tone. He glanced at the rolls all over the ground, bent down and picked them up, patted the dust and said with a smile: "This Tang army commander knows us very well. Unlike the last time General Gao, he will do some stupid things that are beneficial to us. Governor General, I want to ask you, how are you going to deal with this matter?"

The Muslim had completely calmed down. He understood that blocking could not block the flood. Only by reconciling the solution was to solve it by evacuation. Only when he showed a better sincerity than the Tang army could the Sogdians work hard for him. He sighed and said, "His Highness Mansour, it is related to the stability of the morale of the army. I want to adapt to the Sogdians' request and temporarily release the restrictions on their worship of temples and statues."

"Absolutely not possible!"

Mansour turned against him. He was afraid that the Muslims would make concessions to the Sogdians, so he rushed to him. Unexpectedly, he really wanted to do this.

"The faith of Islam is the national policy of great food. No matter what happens, we must not give in at this point. On the contrary, if the Tang Dynasty supports the Aocago religion, we must restrict the Aocago more severely. In terms of faith, it is disrespect to Allah. Muslim General. If you dare to give in on this matter, I will let the Caliph abolish your position as governor."

Mansour's tone was decisive and firm, without any room for negotiation. The Muslim sighed secretly. What should he do if the morale of the army was unstable? But his lips moved and he did not say it in the end. Just as Mansour said, anything can be given up, but Islamic beliefs cannot give in.

Mansour snorted heavily and said, "I will deal with this matter. Since I have conquered the river, I will look like a conqueror. Any weakness or concession is an insult to our Abbasid Dynasty."

Under Mansour's tough statement, the Dashi Army, mainly composed of the Syrian army, drove to various countries in the Hezhong. They destroyed the statues of the gods erected by the Tang army, destroyed the temples built by the Zoropause religious believers, searched the Tang army spies from door to door, and also searched for related Zoropause objects, small statues, scriptures, imitations of holy objects, etc. A huge spiritual suppression was in full swing in the various countries in the Hezhong.

The Zoroastrian temple of Samarkand, this Sogdian final spiritual destination faces the arrival of destruction. Mansour used tough measures to suppress the Sogdians' demand for faith to reach its climax in demolishing the temple.

Five thousand fully armed Syrian soldiers were neatly arranged in the square in front of the temple. They all held iron rods in their hands, and were full of murderous aura, waiting for the commander's order.

In front of the temple, more than a thousand Zorosagos, led by their two elders, were desperately protecting their homes with their bodies. Two months ago, their statue of the Lord had collapsed, and now it was their turn to the temple again. The Zorosagos looked up at the sun and silently prayed for the appearance of the Lord.

Mansour looked indifferently at the temple with nearly six hundred years of history. Two months ago, the elders of the temple deceived him with lies and temporarily saved the temple. Today, it is time for their lies to retribution.

"Start!" The order to demolish the temple burst out between Mansour's cold lips.

Five thousand soldiers slowly started to move. They raised their iron rods and walked towards the temple step by step. The believers met without fear. They used their bodies to block the army's progress, but they were hit like a storm. The head was broken and bloody, the bones were broken and the tendons were broken. The believers were knocked to the ground. The soldiers stepped on their bodies and continued to move forward. The two elderly elders were knocked to the ground. Blood flowed down their faces. Several saints helped them aside. They shouted to the sky and the earth, and shouted to the sun sadly: "Master God Ahuramaz! Save your temple!"

At this moment, a burst of exclamations came from the square, and the army stopped. A young saint dressed in a white holy robe appeared on the platform of the temple. She held a red gem high in her hand, and there was a faint flame rising from the gem.

"Ah! The Eye of the Lord God of Ahuramaz."

All the believers in the square knelt down and worshiped piously at the holy stone that suddenly appeared. The two elders widened their eyes. Why is she back?

Mansour was excited and walked forward involuntarily for a few steps. He saw the holy stone that the Caliph indicated to him. For this holy stone, he had been blamed by the Caliph.

The square became quiet, and Ju Lan took a deep breath to calm her chest.

"Let Prince Mansour come forward to answer the conversation!" Her loud voice was sent to every corner of the square by the wind.

Mansour slowly walked forward and said with a gloomy face: "I am Mansour, tell me!"

Julan looked at him with beautiful eyes and said word by word: "I am the twelfth saint of the Temple of Samarkand. The holy object in my hand is the Eye of Light. In the name of the Lord God Ahuramaz, I order you to stop killing the temple."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Mansour's mouth, "What if I don't agree?"

"If you don't agree, you won't get the Eye of Light."

At this time, a Samarkand official whispered to Mansour. Mansour nodded and smiled: "So you are Princess Kulan of Tashkent. If you think carefully, you will lose your life for this."

"Before I lose my life, the eyes of light will be crushed to pieces!" Ju Lan said tit-for-tat.

Mansour's face changed and he said coldly: "You dare to threaten me!"

Ju Lan didn't look at her. She bit her lips and took a step back, holding up the flame gem high. The gem emitted a dazzling light under the sun, and the square suddenly exclaimed.

Mansour rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Okay! I promise you to stop demolishing the Holy Temple immediately."

"No! I want you to swear that for the rest of your life, no one will destroy the Temple of Samarkand."

Mansour's face changed drastically. He was an Islamist and the heir to the Caliph. How could he swear at will?

"You dream!" Mansour gritted his teeth.

Ju Lan pulled out a sharp dagger from her waist. When Li Qing'an and her were surrounded by the thunderbolts in the stone forest, Li Qing'an gave her the dagger to defend herself. Years passed, and this dagger was always treasured by her, and today the dagger pointed at her chest.

"If you don't swear, I will smash the Eye of Light!"

At this moment, the air in the square seemed to solidify, and time stopped moving forward. Nearly ten thousand pairs of eyes were staring at the beautiful and holy sacred goddess of light in the sun.

Mansour's face turned pale and his eyes were staring at her sharply. Ju Lan was not afraid at all, and looked back at Mansour coldly. This was a contest of will and determination.

"I'll count three times, if you don't agree, I will immediately break the Eye of Light, one!"

There was no sound in the square, and there was no expression on Mansour's face, as if he was unmoved at all, but the dagger in Ju Lan's hand had pierced her chest, and blood stained her white holy robe red.

"two!"

Her arms were raised higher, and strength began to accumulate in her hands, and Mansour saw a determination to be willing to be crushed in her eyes.

"Okay! I promise you." Mansour finally gave in.

He turned slowly and announced to everyone in the square in a low voice, "From this moment, the Temple of Samarkand before me will be preserved forever, and neither my descendants nor me will destroy it again. This is the promise of me, Mansour, the heir of the Abbasid Caliph."

The square suddenly became boiling, and the believers hugged each other with excitement. The two elders couldn't help crying at each other, and the temple was finally saved.

Mansour turned to Julan and said, "Princess Tashkent, you won!"

He couldn't help but look at a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Ju Lan breathed a light sigh. She knelt down in front of the sun and prayed silently in her heart, "The extremely holy Lord Ahuramaz, in order to protect the temple, I have to hand over your holy things to the enemy, but my heart is not unclean or disrespectful to you, Lord God! I am willing to accept all your punishments and bless your believers!"

She stood up and turned to reach out to Mansour, the red gem of flame shining on her palm.

"Take it!"

"No!"

Mansour shook his head slowly, "I want you to present the gem to His Majesty Abbas Caliph!"

Among the nine Sogdian countries, the closest to the Shi Kingdom was not Kang State, but Dongcao State. It was a small country among the nine Sogdian countries with a population of less than 100,000. During the expansion of the great cannibals, it was no exception to be conquered.

This time, the Tang army advanced westward with Yaoshe as the boundary. Yaoshe was controlled by the Tang army to the east of Yaoshe, and to the south of the west, there was a sphere of influence of the cannibals.

The Dongcao Kingdom is located within the sphere of influence of the Dashi power close to the Yaosha River, which is the only way for Samarkand to go to the Shi Kingdom. In addition, in Bosi Mountain south of Dongcao, there is the famous Bosi silver mine of the Umayyad Dynasty. The silver it produces accounts for 20% of the silver coins required for the Umayyad Dynasty to cast.

The Abbasid Dynasty replaced the Umayyad Dynasty, and this silver mine became an important financial source. Therefore, a city was built at the foot of the Possier Mountain. The locals called the Possier City, while the Great Cannibals called it the Silver City, where two thousand Great Cannibals were stationed, supervising nearly 50,000 slaves to mine silver mines for them.

The Tang-A War broke out. In order to protect this important silver mine, Abu.

The Muslims increased their troops to Silver City by 3,000, making its total force reach 5,000.

On the Autumn Harvest Festival, Dongcao Kingdom also received a gift from the Tang army: a statue of the Lord Ahuramaz, but it was soon destroyed by the Great Food soldiers.

This feeling of losing just now brought great pain to the people of Dongcao. For several days, tens of thousands of citizens gathered in front of the palace to protest the surrender of King Zheng to Dashi with silence.

In the palace, Suthina, the king of the Eastern Cao Kingdom, was receiving two special guests, one was Fern, the younger brother of the King of Shi Kingdom Teller, and the other was Bai Xiaode, the general of the Tang army.

Fern was sent by the King of the Stone Kingdom, Teller, to persuade Suthina to surrender to the Tang Dynasty.

"Your Highness, you should have seen it too. Your subjects have been gathering next to your palace for three days. They are telling their anger towards Dashi and their dissatisfaction with you. My brother hopes that you can follow the example of Shiguo and regain allegiance to the Tiankhan of the Tang Dynasty. This is your chance. Datang will forgive your past disloyalty with its broad mind."

Before the expansion of the Great Food East, the Dongcao Kingdom was actually a vassal state of the Shi Kingdom. The first thing their king did after ascending the throne was to go to Tuozhi City to express allegiance to the King of Shi Kingdom. Although the Dongcao Kingdom broke free from the control of the Shi Kingdom after the expansion of the Great Food East, the historical origins made the Shi Kingdom still have a strong influence on it.

Suthina is nearly sixty years old today, and his age has made him even more timid. He is full of fear of the big food. This fear has been deeply rooted in his heart, so that the protests of his subjects and the persuasion of Fern have no effect. He lowered his head and said nothing.

At this time, Bai Xiaode, who had been silent on the side, saw the stubbornness in the old king's heart. He didn't want to say anything more, so he stood up and said to Fern: "Since the king refused to surrender to the Tang Dynasty, we don't have to force him anymore. Let's go back and report!"

Fern sighed, and couldn't help but persuade him again, "Your Highness, this is your last chance, please repent!"

Suthina shook her head slowly and said in a very low but very firm tone: "My army is already loyal to Samarkand, I have no choice, you guys go!"

Suthina's ultimate refusal brought another ending to the Dongcao Kingdom. Two days later, 20,000 Tang army vanguards arrived at another small country about 150 miles away from Dongcao. King Ju Zhanti surrendered without fighting. 20,000 Tang army crossed the Yaoshu River from Ju Zhanti and killed the water, and rushed to the Dongcao Kingdom. At the same time, Qi Yade, the vanguard of the Dashi Army, also led 30,000 mixed troops from Samarkand to the Dongcao Kingdom.
Chapter completed!