The crow happily left the camp and then went back to greet his companions to prepare for the banquet. They were not good at fighting. If they could not handle such food, drink and entertainment, it would be better to buy a piece of tofu and kill him.

Soon, the depressed Hu merchants regrouped under the crow's inspiration. They led their servants to send all the utensils they carried outside the large tent of Shen Guang, and then asked someone to sweep the surroundings, and also used the drinking water they stored.

Jinpan, silver cups, carved wooden tools, Chen Guang had just allowed the crows and the others to follow the team, but he didn't expect that these Hu merchants were very particular even when traveling far away. No wonder Feng Changqing was always worried that he could not be too concerned about the heavy taxes of those Hu merchants.

However, these people have helped him a lot. He didn't know whether the identity of the great nobleman of the Fukuo country was true or false, but he had to make a judgment after meeting him. If it was true, he wouldn't mind making a good relationship with the other party. If it was false, don't blame him for being rude.

The fang soldiers and veterans led the Han'er to clean the armor and then put on the clothes again. Then the young and strong Han'er went to the front of the camp to wait.

Chen Mahasuo asked the remaining veterans to cut off the heads of the bandits, gathered soil and sealed the bodies in front of the camp, and built a Jingguan. The surviving prisoners knelt on the side, all of them looked like earth. They were really afraid that these Tang soldiers would cut off their heads and accompany the leaders in Jingguan later.

After the construction of Jingguan, Chen Mohe stepped on the foundation that was sealed with soil below, and then he showed satisfaction. Then he said to the prisoners who were scared to pee, "The benevolent man has saved your life, but I will stare at you. If anyone dares to be irritated or wants to escape, you will all die and go with them."

After saying that, Chen Mohe ignored the group of prisoners who had been kowtowing and went straight back to the camp.

Just on Shen Guang's side, the banquet was just arranged, and Lu Xiong had already returned with the veterans he brought in front of the camp. When he saw the men standing straight in bright armor, he couldn't help but look back at the Furian in a purple robe. He thought that the man was really a vain, and he actually knew that this Furian was really a great nobleman.

The Tang Dynasty was valued by purple purple, and purple robes were only worn by senior officials of the third rank or above. If the Furians could wear purple robes, they must be considered a great noble in the Furian Kingdom.

As Lu Xiong waved his hand, the veterans naturally rode their horses to get out of the way so that the great Furian nobleman named Faucas could see the men's queue clearly.

After seeing the scene in front of him, Fokas was so happy that he was about to dance. The mighty Tang soldiers were all wearing shining iron armor, and the spears in their hands looked extremely sharp. The robbers kneeling beside them crawled on the ground like frightened quails, all demonstrating the dignity and power of the camp owners.

As the team got closer, Faucas and the Romans in the team couldn't help but breathe rapidly when they saw the Jingguan where the soil was gathered and sealed. Rome also had such a military tradition of showing off its martial arts. Of course, Hannibal initially piled up the corpses of Roman soldiers, shocking the whole of Rome.

After Rome completely destroyed Carthage, the Roman legion inherited Hannibal's craft and carried it forward. Now the Byzantine Empire, where Rome orthodox is located, also inherited this great tradition. When Olus served in the imperial army, he followed his general to make the Bulgarian heads into spires to shock the barbarians.

Now seeing this familiar art of death in the distant East, Olus and his Roman soldiers were not afraid, but instead felt a little close. As a powerful army of the civilized empire, they should treat those damn barbarians like this, so that they would know the consequences of going against the empire.

When Focas was less than ten meters away from the Han'er's queue, he took the initiative to get off the horse. The noble general of the Tang Dynasty had already shown his strength and respect for him, and he should have respect for him for granted.

After Focas walked into the camp, he changed into a round neck and long sleeves and led a few companions to greet the great nobleman from the country of Florida. One of them happened to have learned Greek and could be used as a general translator.

"I would like to represent the guardian of the Western Frontier of the Tang Dynasty, the commander of Yanqi's army, the judge of Yancheng, and the Lord Chen Guangda, welcome you!"

The playboy who served as a general translator came from Kangguo. His mother was a Greek slave sold to the river from Byzantium. He learned Greek and knew a lot about the customs and customs of the country. Naturally, he knew what the great nobles of the country liked.

Langjun is the judge of the Anxi Protectorate and the owner of Yanqi's camp. There is nothing wrong with reporting such a common name!

Hearing the long list of names, Focas and his Romans were in awe, but he was a little embarrassed because he had no official position in Byzantium, so he could only say, "Focas of the Scipio family of the Roman Empire expressed his most sincere gratitude to the Lord."

"Please come with me, sir."

Feucas, who felt a little unequal in his identity, looked more and more humble and cautious, and the Romans behind him followed the Crows and the others without looking at him, although they were full of curiosity about the camp at this time.

The land swept in front of the camp has a moist atmosphere, which looks particularly fresh under the scorching sun, and the pergola supported by a curtain also blocks the hanging sun.

Seeing the young general sitting in the main seat, Forcas took the lead in giving Roman etiquette greetings. Although the other party did not stand up and return the greetings, he was not offended. Compared with this prominent Tang nobleman, his identity is indeed not worthy of the other party's response with relative etiquette.

After sitting on the table, Forkas looked at the exquisitely carved gold and silverware, and also made a rough assessment of the financial resources of the young Tang Dynasty nobleman.

Handsome, rich, and powerful, this is probably the first concept of Chen Guang in Romans. Although they don’t know how the playboy recommended by the crow translated, Chen Guang didn’t mind the other party misunderstanding his identity.

"Would you like to go to Chang'an or Liangzhou to do business?"

After the greetings, Chen Guang asked the slaves to pour wine and serve food, and asked why the Romans, who claimed to be the Scipio family, came to the Tang Dynasty.
Chapter completed!