Kaiza curled her lips secretly. His cheap son-in-law seemed to be really frightened.
It turned out that there was already a situation of empty ears.
"Your Majesty, you are not a Han army, but an envoy from the Han Kingdom!" Kayza said respectfully as before.
The contempt in his heart was something he would never dare to express.
His cheap son-in-law, Azimede I, was a ruthless man who killed almost all his uncles and brothers after ascending to the throne of the empire.
Kayiza, this worthless father-in-law, did not want to be forced to death by Azimede I.
"The Envoy of Han"
When Azimide I heard this, he was overjoyed.
It's a messenger, not an army!
That's simply great!
This shows that the Han Dynasty does not want to destroy itself yet, and there is still room for peace talks.
"We have arrived at the eastern boundary of Barhei City. I have sent people to greet them. They should be arriving in the city soon," Kayiza said.
"Quickly, go quickly!" Azimede I said loudly.
Kaiza immediately ran out.
When Ma Zhong, as an envoy of the Han Dynasty, entered the city of Barhei, he was shocked by the Sasanian Persian capital.
The layout of Barhei City is quite grand, although it is not as densely populated as the cities of the Han Dynasty in the Central Plains.
But when it comes to being well-organized, there is no need to give in too much.
Ma Zhong originally thought that Barhei City was a barbarian tent area, but he did not expect that it turned out to be a prosperous city.
When he entered the Sasanian Persian palace, he was not surprised to see the exquisite style along the way.
As the envoy of the victorious party, Ma Zhong immediately displayed his diplomatic talents as soon as he saw Azimede I.
Azimede I, who originally wanted to put on airs and pretend to talk about conditions, was immediately at a disadvantage.
In the end, he could only agree to the four conditions put forward by Ran Liang.
After all, as long as these conditions are agreed to, the Han army will withdraw from the siege of Khorasan and let Nazabal and the 10,000 Sasanian Persians return to the city of Barhei.
As long as Sasanian Persia has soldiers and horses, there is hope that it can turn around in the future.
However, regarding the last item, the so-called marriage matter, Azimede I was a little embarrassed.
"this,,,"
"I only have two sons, the eldest is only three years old, and the youngest is still eating rice. If he is a hostage, something might go wrong." Azimede I said.
He may have offended the God of Darkness too much in his previous life. Boys born in the Sassanian Persian palace often died after being raised for only a few months.
After being the emperor for two years, the sons who were over one year old were either ill or accidentally injured, but now only these two are left.
"Since there is still one in infancy, let's send the older one as a hostage. This is the request of King Pingxi. If you don't agree, then prepare to fight!" Ma Zhong said unceremoniously. x33 novel mobile version: tts:ヽ.
"Promise, promise!" Azimede I immediately agreed.
Ma Zhong's big deception just now blew Ran Min's powerful new army to 100,000.
When Azimed I heard this, he almost peed with fright.
With just five thousand new troops, it would be enough to beat oneself into a panic. If there were one hundred thousand, let alone one hundred thousand, even if they were half and half, there would be enough to destroy the Sasanian Persian kingdom with fifty thousand.
"As for the marriage, does the Sasanian king still want to refuse?" Ma Zhong said coldly.
"No, no, I completely agree with the marriage!" Azimede I replied happily.
It is not easy to support the sons of Azimede I, but he does have many daughters. Now there are almost four or five unmarried princesses of the right age.
"Then please invite all the princesses to come out and take a look!" Ma Zhong said.
"Okay, okay!" Azimede I could only agree reluctantly.
When several teenage Sasanian Persian princesses, oh, they should be princesses, were invited out one by one, Ma Zhong was not polite.
I saw him taking out the paintbrush from his entourage and starting to paint the daughters of Azimede I one by one.
"Your envoy, you actually know how to paint." Azimede I was surprised again.
This Ma Zhong was originally a cross-breed of Xianbei Qiang people in Hexi Province, with a bandit temperament that was not easy to mess with.
There is really no artistic elegance.
"Hehe, this was taught by King Pingxi himself." Ma Zhong said.
I saw Ma Zhong quickly painted the portraits of several women.
Although it was only a charcoal sketch, the depiction was vivid.
Azimede I who was standing aside was already dumbfounded.
He had never seen such a painting before.
A complete appearance can be reproduced by simply adding depth and reality.
"What kind of painting technique is this?" Azimede I asked, staring at the painting.
"This is a painting technique invented by His Majesty the Emperor of Han Dynasty. It's called sketching!" Ma Zhong said.
Ran Liang had previously studied at the Taixue School in Luoyang, where he had taken a painting course from Liu Yu, and was relatively familiar with sketching techniques.
By chance, he discovered that Ma Zhong had a talent for painting, and taught Ma Zhong his sketch.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be one of Ma Zhong's special skills.
"The people of the Han Dynasty are all gods and immortals in the sky. Now it seems that this is indeed the case!" said Azimede I.
The Emperor of the Han Dynasty invented this magical sketching technique.
At this moment, Azimede I even began to envy the Huns.
Those barbarians don't care about culture or not. They will run away if they lose, and they don't have to worry about their homeland.
And he met a group of oriental people who were both capable of fighting and thieving, as well as painting and art.
The future of the Great Sasanian Empire is worrying.
It's really an unfair fate.
Ma Zhong hurriedly returned with the negotiated peace talks and sketches of several daughters of Azimede I.
When he saw Ran Liang, he told what happened.
"Your Majesty, I will observe that Sasanian Persia still has the strength to fight, and the top and bottom are united. If we attack by force, it will definitely not be a quick victory." Ma Zhong said.
"Well, I do know this." Ran Liang nodded.
Of course he knew that Sasanian Persia was not easy to deal with.
It was a mountainous area with crisscrossed ravines, and even if there was an army of cavalry, they would still have to circle around in the ravines.
Especially attacking from the direction of Khorasan in the east is an even more dangerous journey.
Only by attacking from the northern grasslands can we quickly penetrate into the Barhei City plain on the Black Sea coast.
However, as long as he takes Khorasan, he will have a more forward bridgehead.
It will change the previous strategic passivity and be able to establish bases on plateau outposts.
"Your Majesty, these are portraits of the daughters of Azimede I."
Ma Zhong said as he took out the painting from his side.
Ran Liang took the paintings and began to read them one by one.
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The era of blood of Wuhu
