Wu Laoqi knew better in his heart that these brothers could leave but not. Gu Qing was not such a easy person to deal with. If he left, his brothers might not be able to survive. If he handed over himself to Gu Qing, he might be able to save his brothers' lives.

Looking at everyone, Wu Laoqi made up his mind that he would have lived in Gu Qing's hands for the rest of his life, at least for these brothers, he could struggle and move in Gu Qing's hands and let his brothers save their lives.

The sea breeze blew, and Wu Laoqi looked at the endless sea, and was fascinated by Zhongyuan. He didn't know if he could go back to see his hometown before he died. There were some roads he had to choose, and some things he had to fight for even death.

From the sea to the west and across the Central Plains, the Roman army is now outside the city of Dashi.

Now the Roman Emperor, Masicmian stared at the Central Plains man in front of him and whispered: "How many years have you lived in my Rome?"

"It's been two years." Fu Zheng replied in unfluential Roman words.

The Great Roman Emperor smiled and said, "Without you, this Rome might be ruined in my hands. I am very grateful to you. You helped me kill the Goths. You made great contributions in Constantine's battle. You have not rewarded you well yet. I am willing to give you the Roman surname, become my Roman noble, and give you land and castles."

"I don't need it." Fu Zheng said again, "The respected Emperor Mian and Dashi are the best in our alliance, and there is no need to fight them."

After the man said that, he looked at the man who ruled Rome in front of him. He was a proud and conceited person. He despised Dashi and wanted to capture Dashi several times. This is also the reason why the army has been slow to move outside the Dashi area, and it is the biggest difference between him and him.

"There is one thing I have been thinking about for a long time. You are from the East, how could you help me so hard and do your best?" said Emperor Mian.

The mansion hesitated for a while, and said with hatred in his eyes: "I hate! I hate someone!"

"Who?" Emperor Mian was intrigued.

"A man named Gu Qing! It was his biggest mistake not to kill me." Fu Zheng said almost gritted his teeth, "Gu Qing set up a plan to deal with me. The person I envy the most in this world is him, and the person I hate the most is him. He ruined my life's ideals and my life's persistence. Even if I can't live forever in this life, I will destroy him. To say that the Central Plains is a great dream for Gu Qing. Everything established in the Central Plains is Gu Qing's dream, so I will destroy his dream. He ruined my life's goal, and I will destroy the great dream he sticks to!"

"I was wandered on the sea for two years! I couldn't find the direction, and I didn't know where I was. During that time, my people and I lived by eating raw sea fish and quenched thirst with rain. In the past two years, I had thought countless times that I would die on the sea. After a while, I was really starving to death. We watched each other eat who fell first. I began to get tired of myself because I knew what human flesh tasted."

"I paint Gu Qing's appearance on the sea every day and night. One day I stand in front of him, I must make him regret it!"

After hearing his words, Emperor Mian looked at the mansion and said, "Then do you still remember what your enemy looks like?"

"Unforgettable!" Fu Zheng answered in Zhongyuan's dialect.

I don't know what this sentence means, but Emperor Mian still heard a certain tone, "I have heard these days that there is a very wealthy country in the East, richer than Rome?"

"Indeed, the wealth in the Central Plains is beyond imagination. There are food everywhere, and there are endless treasures to use in one lifetime." Fu Zheng said again: "Dear Emperor Mian, we must unite with the Great Food and conquer Persia! After taking down India, occupying Tubo, rest for a year, and rectify our troops, and then we can attack the Central Plains! As long as there is no Tubo, there will be no barriers in the Central Plains."

"Hahaha!" Emperor Mian laughed and said, "With you by your side, the end of this land is Roman territory!"

Fu Zheng bowed and said nothing. Emperor Mian still did not give him a clear answer. A conceited person was easy to control Fu Zheng understood in his heart, but he was not only himself but a counselor, because he was an oriental, and he did not trust him very much. He was always on guard against himself. Rome is a sword. This powerful country is enough to take revenge on his own, so he could not convince him that he had to use other means.

You can’t wait any longer. When the Tang Dynasty comes back to its senses, the best opportunity to win Tubo will be missed.

The mansion was walking out of the camp, looking at the Roman soldiers shouting and holding the big-food women for fun in the camp, turning their heads off and not looking, and whispering: "A group of reckless men, mobs."

When I came to my tent, I was beginning to analyze the current situation in Rome. There was another woman behind Mian, a very beautiful woman. Mian followed her advice.

Emperor Mian also knew very well that the Central Plains people were of great use. In several wars, they relied on the Central Plains people to let Rome win with less. In other words, the military strategy this person said was indeed magical. He won one after another with war methods that Rome had never used before. He was very curious about what kind of country the Central Plains was. The Central Plains could create a state of exile, and how many such prefectures were in the Central Plains.

Gu Qing? Mian is looking forward to how powerful this person named Gu Qing is.

On the other side of Persia, Songtsen Gampo was anxious when he looked at the West.

"Why haven't the Tang Dynasty sent troops yet?" Lu Dongzan said standing beside Songzan Gampo.

"There is not enough time." Songtsen Gampo whispered: "Once Rome and the Great Food unite, Persia and India will be in danger."

"Yes, the most ridiculous thing is that the Persians don't know yet. Their people are lazy all day long, without any previous tension, as if they already knew that Rome would not attack."

"Enjoy can make people weak. When the crisis is ahead, they are very nervous. After a long time, they will relax. After healing, the scar will forget to hurt!" Songtsen Gampo said sadly: "Have all the people in the tribe arranged?"

"Arranged." Lu Dongzan nodded, "Once something happens in Persia, our people will immediately retreat east of Tubo."

Songzan Gampo nodded and took out a letter and handed it to Lu Dongzan, "I have someone handed this letter to Gu Qing. If I explain it in the letter, I can't wait for this battle anymore. If I wait any longer, the Romans should wake up."

"Yes!" Lu Dongzan took the letter and ran away immediately.
Chapter completed!