"Negotiation? Delay time?"

Yang Feng sneered.

In fact, his southern expedition took advantage of the situation, because Abu Musilin was not in Khorasan like last time, and even the elite of the Khorasan army were not there. They went south to help Mansour seize the throne. Although the Battle of Bissini still ended with the victory of the Khorasan army, the army that had just won had not had time to return to defend their hometown.

There are only some left-behind here.

And Abu Musilin never thought that this villain would come once a year!

After all, this place has already exceeded the attack limit of the Tang army. No northern army will enter the Persian plateau. Even the Turks in their heyday only expanded to Tochar. The Tang army will enter the Persian plateau. This is completely beyond Abu Musilin's imagination. He didn't even know that Yang Feng was back. At this time, the intelligence collection and transmission were very primitive. Yang Feng returned to Shuye and left the iron gate within a month and a half. Abu Musilin, who was far away in Kufa, had no idea, and he thought that this terrible Tang Dynasty

The Governor of Central Asia is still in Chang'an to meet the Emperor of Tang! This is a 20,000-mile journey. Why can't he come back next year under normal circumstances? You must know that he has to run half a year on the road alone! The final result is that Yang Feng has already arrived at Herat, and his main force has not returned in the two rivers. It is estimated that it would be good to get news of Yang Feng's attack at this time. Then his subordinates who stayed here delayed the time by negotiation and tried to support more days to wait for the return of the Khorasan army. This is a very normal thing.

but……

"Sir, we are sincere."

An envoy sent by the defenders, a Hu Shang who had been to the Tang Dynasty, said humbly.

"Sir, it's useless even if we wait until Abu Musilin comes back. He was defeated by you in Balihe last time. You will definitely defeat him this time. At that time, we still have to bear your anger. If that's the case, how can we continue to be enemies with you?"

The messenger continued.

"You are very sensible, but this is the land of the Persian Kingdom. As the rebellion of the Persian Kingdom, you have no such cheap good things. You can surrender. You can tie all the men of the Great Food here, tie all the women of the Great Food here, and send their property here. I mean all the people who believe in the Great Food, whether they were the Great Food or the Persian before, as long as they believed in that set of things, they would burn them down by themselves, and they would be loyal to the King of Persia, and organize the army to fight with us."

Yang Feng said.

"Sir, this is impossible!"

The messenger exclaimed.

This is definitely impossible. If this is the case, half of the people in Herat would have to be given to him, and they are all upper classes in the city. So what is the point of surrender? The leaders of the surrender were these upper classes. They wanted to escape this disaster in this way, even if they were replaced by a king, they did not care. They were not loyal to the Hashem family.

But according to Yang Feng, they could only fight.

"As long as you allow us to retain our faith and accept our surrender, we are willing to offer 100,000 gold coins, be loyal to the Persian king, and even send soldiers to fight, but if you insist on this, we will have to fight to the end."

He then said with a determined look on his face.

"Then you go and fight to the end, cut all his ears and noses, smear his stuff, and throw it back!"

Yang Feng said without hesitation.

In the panic scream of the messenger, several soldiers, like wolves and tigers, immediately rushed up, dragged him aside, and began to use swords in his struggle. At this time, the heads of the carriages had been thrown down, and a not-so-large Jingguan was piled up. Six soldiers came forward with cans filled with crude oil and poured the black crude oil on it. Yang Feng took the torch handed over by a soldier, and then handed it over to a Zoroastrian monk, who immediately stepped forward to ignite the crude oil. The rising flames instantly flooded Jingguan. The raging fire burned under the gaze of countless defenders in the city of Herat in the screams.

"Listen to the believers of the Holy Fire."

Yang Feng stood in front of the fire, holding an iron trumpet in his hand, and shouted in big whispers.

"The time of reckoning has come! The time of revenge has come! Once you have a brilliant past, you have a powerful empire, your ancestors have made the Byzantines tremble, the hundred-foot arch of Tessifon record your glory, and the glory of the Holy Fire shines on the banks of the Euphrates. But now, except for those rebels, you, the loyal believers of the Holy Fire, are like wild dogs under the trampling of the great cannibals, they have robbed your land, snatched your money, and snatched your women, the former Persian princess wept under the dirty barbarians, and the once glorious Tessifon became a paradise for the great cannibals, and you have become their slaves.

They ravage you!

They rude you!

They trampled you under their feet!

Now the time for revenge has come, and it is time to take back everything that belongs to you. Your prince has returned, and the descendants of Aluohan have returned with the Iron Cavalry of the Tang Dynasty and will lead you to recreate your glory.

Take you back everything you have lost!

Take back your land!

Regain your wealth!

Take back your women!

This is the will of the gods, this is the will of Ahura Mazda! The sacred fire will guide you, what are you waiting for, pick up your weapons, swords, sticks, stones, kill the great cannibals, kill those rebels, cut off their heads, and use their heads to ignite the sacred fire, so that such a sacred fire will burn in every city in Persia!”

Yang Feng roared excitedly.

All the Persians, Tocharis, even Sogdians, Turkish, and a large number of soldiers began to recite Zoroastrian scriptures. Although the Western Regions are actually in chaos in religion, Zoroastrianism, Manichaeism, Nestorians and even Buddhism, Zoroastrianism is still the mainstream. Most of the Sogdians are. The Tocharis are greatly influenced by Buddhism, but there are also many Zoroastrians. In fact, the Tocharis cannot be said to be Tocharis people. They are actually Turks, the authentic Blue Turks, and the Turkic Ashina family that conquered Tocharis. Turkish Shiren was actually considered Turks in the past, and they also believed in Zoroastrianism. It can be said that the coalition forces under Yang Feng were completely a coalition forces dominated by Zoroastrianism. At this moment, tens of thousands of people were guarding a bunch of flames from their heads, and the scene of chanting scriptures in their own language was also quite spectacular.

Just as they recited the scriptures, the envoy of the defender was thrown out and carried back to Herat by his followers, which also represented the final hope of the Herat.

Just as the city gate was closed again, Yang Feng also raised his mace.

"kill!"

He shouted without hesitation.

Then he began to run wildly.

Of course, there is no suspense about his attack.

Up to now, the coalition forces have become extremely skilled in the tactics with him as the core. When he dragged the mace and rushed to the city gate in the desperate eyes of the big cannibals guarding the city, the huge rocks, arrows, and guns were thrown into the city gate with fiercely sticks, and then the heavy armored assault corps of Tang army entered the city first. Relying on their unstoppable assault ability, they moved forward with their commander and opened the city gate in all directions. Then the coalition forces of various tribes outside the city rushed in. The remaining street fighting and killing did not require the Tang army. They followed Yang Feng to seize the most valuable target and then stopped to watch the fun.

Such a tactic is completely unsolvable.

In this era, the core of a city's defense is nothing more than the city gate. All attacks are also aimed at the city gate. As long as the city gate is opened, it basically means that the city is captured.

And no city gate could block Yang Feng.

He is more effective than any siege hammer.

In the past, I needed some tricks. After having these 800 kilograms of mace, I didn't even have to consider the means. I just smashed the mace in the simplest and most rough way. As for defense, I didn't have to consider it. His charge speed exceeded the war horse. At this time, the time window for the weapon to attack him was no more than twenty seconds. And it was a catapult with no accuracy at all. In other words, the time when the stone flew in the sky was enough for him to run hundreds of meters. The only thing that might threaten him was the bed crossbow, but the Persians did not have this, and it was useless to have it. The initial speed of that thing was actually more than one hundred. Even if he aimed at him, he would run dozens of meters after the crossbow arrow was shot out.

What's more, that's not a rifle, how could it hit a person who was moving at high speed hundreds of meters away?

Do you really think there is any Roman sniper crossbow?

Herat City can be said to be broken in the blink of an eye.

The real battle is actually street fighting in the city.

After all, if they fall into the hands of the coalition forces, they will either die or become eunuchs, and their property will be unsecured as women. In this way, the cannibals in the city will definitely resist to the death, but those soldiers of all races who came with the craze fanatic will not be afraid of this.

The craze for grabbing money and women has long flooded their brains.

And not only them, but more importantly, the Zoropatras, Nestorians, Manicheans in the city, all those who were trampled by the cannibals and the Persians, treated like livestock, and all the slaves saw their hope. After all, after the cannibals were killed, the abundant farmland outside was returned to them. When the Persian legion entered the city and began to spread the news of the return of the Persian king, the Zoropatras of the Persian state religion were the first to join their king's flag. Then when the Persian king would reward all the land to his loyal subjects, whether Nestorians or Manicheans, or even slaves, could get the land, almost all non-Grandians in the entire city of Herat joined the killing team.

The entire city of Herat was filled with corpses and blood.
Chapter completed!