"Is there nothing you can do?" The Emperor of the Arab Empire asked in a deep voice while sitting on his throne looking at the noble ministers and generals below.
The hall was empty, with no one answering the phone.
As if there were some rare treasures on the floor, everyone looked at their toes carefully.
The emperor of the Arab Empire naturally knew what these people were thinking.
The strength of the Arab Empire was based on their powerful armies.
But in the Battle of Tianzhu, which was supposed to be easy to capture in the future, the monster Datang appeared.
In just a few months, their 600,000-strong army was defeated and beaten to death.
All Arabs have lost their past ambition to be number one in the world.
He sighed in his heart, and then said feebly: "I plan to seek peace with the Tang Dynasty. Do you have any opinions?"
"Seek peace?"
This time, there was finally some movement under the main hall.
After looking at each other, these noble ministers and generals remained silent.
Suing for peace is not a good option for them, and now they are in conflict with the Arab Emperor.
Once the peace is successful, the Arab emperor will definitely have to deal with them slowly after he calms down.
Moreover, a successful sum must be accompanied by a large amount of compensation. Where will this money come from? Their wealth must be plundered.
But they can't stand up and say: Your Majesty, let's surrender, you go to Chang'an to retire, and we think about how we can curry favor with the Tang Dynasty and still maintain some of our current status.
So just keep silent.
"Hmph!" With a sneer, the Emperor of the Arab Empire said: "Since everyone has no objections, Du Pu, go and talk to Datang!"
Ah Dupu is a position similar to that of a diplomat in the Arab Empire, and his status here is neither important nor important.
Now that the emperor had spoken, he had no choice but to comply.
"Yes, I wonder what your Majesty's conditions are?"
"Conditions..." The Emperor of the Arab Empire remembered at this moment that there were not many things he could offer as conditions.
"Pay reparations!"
He glanced at the noble minister below: "We still have some property in Damascus, let's see how much war compensation the Tang Dynasty wants!"
After saying that, he stared hard again and Du Pu gave him strength: "Only success is allowed, failure is not allowed, otherwise..."
Ah, Dupu felt a chill in his heart. If we can't win the war, what does it have to do with me, a diplomat?
Now that my hometown is about to be overthrown by others, I rush to the Tang Dynasty to ask for peace. Why should they agree to this?
Do I have a bigger face?
I could only keep my dissatisfaction in my heart. I bowed and went out with my entourage.
I rode a horse and ran to the city wall, and my heart went crazy when I saw the collapsed city wall.
Why is Datang so powerful! !
Ask the entourage to go out first and tell Datang that he wants peace talks.
The attendant was also afraid, so he simply took off his shirt to show that he had no weapons, and ran out on horseback with his hands raised high.
“There’s someone running naked across the street!!”
"Holy shit, this is a barbarian land, it's unbecoming!"
"Is it possible that he came to surrender?"
This follower was no threat and was directly put into their military formation by Datang. "We, sir, want to represent the Arab Empire and have peace talks with the Tang Empire!" He shouted in a trembling voice as he entered the military formation and was surrounded by the Tang Dynasty Divine Cannon. His feet felt a little weak.
"Peace talks?" Tang Ping walked out, and he was the only one who could understand what this man was talking about.
"Isn't it a little late for peace talks now?" He turned to ask Li Jing. Anyway, they had no intention of accepting peace talks from the beginning. They were originally here for Arab resources, and peace talks were not in their interests.
"Call me first and let's talk before we talk." Li Jing said.
Tang Ping thought about it for a while. Anyway, let's see what the other party said first. After telling the entourage that they agreed to start peace talks, the entourage nodded and bowed and ran back quickly.
Then soon, Dupu took him to the Tang Dynasty military formation.
After inviting the two of them in, Tang Ping set up a large table in a serious manner.
Then plates of hard dishes began to be served.
Well, Dupu was considered a minor nobleman in Damascus, so he had no shortage of food, but it had been a long time since he had set up a table with such a large amount of fish and meat.
After all, Damascus had been besieged for several months, so even if there was a surplus of food, it would not be too lavish, so it had to be eaten sparingly.
"Well...we are here..." As soon as Dupu started, he was interrupted by Tang Ping.
"Ah, Lord Du Pu, right?" Tang Ping introduced himself: "My name is Tang Ping, and I am Duke Ping of the Tang Dynasty. This is General Li Jing, the commander of our expeditionary force. This is our General Duan Zhixuan..."
After a round of introductions, Li Jing picked up the wine glass and said: "Let us welcome the Arab Empire, General Dupu!!"
Ah, Dupu was a little confused, I came here for peace talks today, right? Why do you feel like you were invited to drink by them?
But everyone has raised their glasses. If I don't drink this glass of wine, today's peace talks may not go on.
So he also imitated the generals of the Tang Dynasty and drank the wine in one gulp.
This was a high degree of alcohol, so Dupu usually had a pretty good drinking capacity, but this time he was choked and coughed again and again.
The generals of the Tang Dynasty all looked at him with a smile. Everyone had experienced this scene before, so naturally they couldn't let it go, Du Pu.
After finally stopping coughing, Duan Zhixuan came over with a wine glass and asked Tang Ping to translate for him.
"General Duan said that we hit it off with Mr. Dupu and wanted to make you a friend, so you drank this glass of wine no matter what!"
Everyone has said so, what can Dupu say?
I drank the wine while holding the glass. Fortunately, I was prepared this time and didn't make a fool of myself like before.
"Well, I'm here today..." Just as he was about to say that he was here for peace talks, Cheng Zhijie came again.
"What? Lao, if you and Lao Duan don't drink with me, Lao Cheng, are you not giving me face?" Cheng Zhijie asked, holding the wine glass with a tigerish face.
Tang Ping translated truthfully, and then whispered to Dupu: "This man is a devil in our Tang Dynasty. Even our emperor has to give him some respect."
After hearing what Tang Ping said and looking at Cheng Zhijie's face, what else could Du Pu do? Drink it!
After another drink, before he put the glass down, Niu Jinda took the wine bottle and refilled it for him.
"I, Lao Niu, don't know how to talk. I'm deeply emotional and stuffy, and all of it is in the wine." After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp.
Now there is no need for Tang Ping to translate, Ah Du Pu also knows what to do. He can't do it without drinking.
Take a sip and do it again.
Then the generals of the Tang Dynasty took turns going into battle. Anyway, there was only one word: drink!
In just half an hour, Du Pu's entourage stared blankly at his master lying on the chair and falling asleep.
