Tumeng: I am a national advisor in the Golden Family

"Foolish Mongolian invaders, you don't know at all that you are hurting the Messenger of Allah. Allah will be angry. As long as you reach the city of Baghdad, the heaven and earth will collapse, floods will fall, volcanoes will descend, and they will destroy you." The messenger said passionately.

At this time, some Mongolian officers in the Mongolian group who could understand Persian frowned.

The Persian merchant who was in charge of the translation wiped the sweat from his forehead and translated the words helplessly.

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire Mongol Western Expedition camp fell silent. Zhang Dingxia widened his eyes and looked at the messenger in front of him with some disbelief.

He could understand Persian, so he naturally understood what the other party said.

Was he mistaken? He originally thought that the Caliph had sent someone to beg for mercy and to say something nice to him.

He could have imagined that the Caliph might even offer some suggestions for surrender, but the only thing he didn't expect was that the Caliph would dare to threaten him, and would dare to threaten him under such circumstances.

This Caliph, don't you know the difference in our strength? You know exactly how much fighting power there is in the entire city of Baghdad.

The combat effectiveness of your army is extremely weak. With such an army, I can destroy you with just a few charges.

But he did not expect that the Caliph would send an envoy to threaten him and use theological things to threaten him.

You are right. You actually threatened me with this kind of thing. Do you know who my father is? Do you know where my father has been?

His father had truly entered the territory of the gods and met them in person. He also received gifts from them and returned to the human world.

Over the years, his father had used the knowledge and magical weapons bestowed by these gods to win wars again and again, to gain territory after territory, and to win the entire world.

"What a bastard! He actually dares to say such things in front of us. Second Prince, don't be polite to him. Let's just drag this man out and behead him." A Han army general said angrily.

As the saying goes, if the master is humiliated, the minister will die. As a minister, once your master is insulted, the only way to wash away the shame is to kill the other person.

This envoy from the Western Regions, this envoy from the Abbasid Dynasty, actually dared to speak so brazenly.

Your caliph is indeed extremely noble, but our emperor is also the son of God, so who is weaker than who?
You actually threatened us with this kind of natural disaster. Have you seen our flying weapons? Have you seen how much psychological damage the flying weapons will cause to the defenders after they fly into the sky?
"What a bastard, Commander! We should drive this man out and chop off his head, so that the Caliph of Baghdad will know how powerful we are."

"I would rather kill this man, Commander."

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!" In an instant, all the Han army officers, Mongolian officers, and even some Khwarezmian officers in the entire tent shouted excitedly, "Kill the messenger!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Dingxia nodded, then waved his hand, signaling everyone to stop shouting.

The Caliph's face was full of arrogance at this time, and he didn't even show any fear at all. He looked at Zhang Dingxia calmly.

"What you just said! Did the Caliph tell you to convey it to me? He said he was a messenger from heaven.

So, doesn't he know that my father is a great prophet?" Zhang Dingxia asked.

"Hahaha! That's ridiculous! Do you know our religion? Do you know the story of the great prophet?

When the Great Immortal died, he had already said that he was a sealed prophet and even his own face could not be passed down.

The Great Immortal will be the last person to communicate with God. From now on, after him, God will never communicate with any mortal again. This is what the Great Prophet said himself. "The Caliph's messenger said.

"You are right, the great prophet did say so, but what about before that? Before the great prophet, there were other great prophets." Zhang Dingxia said.

Hearing this, the Caliph's messenger was a little surprised. Do you still want to make a fuss about this matter?
You are not trying to tell me that the Great Prophet once went to the East and left some blood in the East? But they will not recognize this blood, and they will not even recognize the idea of ​​blood rule.

When the great prophet died, he had already made his own will, and even because of some internal power struggles, several of his sons died.

The bloodline of the great prophet's son was not passed down, and the only one who survived was a daughter named Fatima. (This is not the Fatima next to the protagonist, but a person from hundreds of years ago. This name is very common in the Western Regions, especially in Persia.)
Even the Caliph living in Baghdad now is not strictly speaking a descendant of the great prophet, but only his successor.

“My father, Emperor Zhang Yong, came from more than a thousand years ago, during the Han Dynasty, which is also the period of your Persian Empire.

There were other great prophets in this period, so my father was also a great prophet, and he also received divine revelation. "Zhang Dingxia said.

He believed this statement without a doubt, including his mother, the Persians, Khwarezmians, Turks, and Aunt Fatima who followed his mother.

They all firmly believed that their father was the great prophet because what he brought from God was the best proof.

"Hahaha! This is really ridiculous. You mean your father? The emperor from the East! He came from more than a thousand years ago.

This is the funniest joke I have ever heard! How can a mortal live for more than a thousand years? "said the Caliph's messenger.

This is really funny. How could a mortal live for more than a thousand years? Even a great prophet can only live up to the lifespan of an ordinary person.

"Hahaha! That's because you are surprised by what you have seen. How do you know it's not true if you haven't heard of it?

My father once entered the territory of the gods and stayed there for three years to study. Three years passed, but a thousand years passed in the outside world. "Zhang Dingxia said.

His father lived in the cave of the gods for three years, but a thousand years had passed in the outside world. Many people questioned this matter at the beginning, but as his father produced more and more strong evidence.

As more and more knowledge came from the gods, no one doubted this matter anymore. At least in the East, no one ever dared to doubt it.

Otherwise, how to explain where his father's artifacts came from? Could it be that besides the high and mighty gods, there are other beings that can create artifacts?

“You are talking nonsense. You are blaspheming the true God. Your father has no evidence to prove this.

We will never acknowledge his status as a great prophet, so give up on this idea!

The true successor to the Great Prophet is the Caliph alone."

The Caliph's messenger spoke in an agitated tone. He could communicate about anything, but he would never give in when it came to matters of faith.

So he must correct this mistake, even if the other party puts a knife to his neck, the result will be the same.

"Hahaha! Since your caliph claims to be the messenger of the true God and the successor of the great prophet, I wonder if he can fly to the sky and communicate with the true God?" Zhang Dingxia smiled, suddenly changed the subject and asked.

“Only the Great Immortals can communicate with the Great True God, even though the Caliph is the successor of the Great Prophet.

But the Caliph is only faithfully carrying out the teachings and all the things that the Great Prophet had left behind. The Great Prophet has arranged everything and he has communicated with God. "The Caliph's messenger said.

Does he need to explain this matter? Who in the entire Central Asian world doesn't know about this matter!
The great prophet is the one who communicates with God, while the others are just carrying out the orders left by the great prophet.

"Hahaha! I know a legend called "Dengxiao Yexing Dengxiao"! The great prophet once rode a Pegasus from the Mai family and flew into the sky, to the ninth heaven. He communicated with the legendary gods and established new doctrines and rules." Zhang Dingxia said.

"Yes, the great prophet did go to the sky and communicate with God. This is a well-known fact." The Caliph's messenger nodded and spoke.

The story of the great prophet ascending to heaven is like the story of Emperor Xuanyuan riding a dragon in the East. It is a folk legend, and anyone with a little knowledge will know about it.

Even the children here, even if they do not learn knowledge, will learn doctrines and rules, and will know about the great prophet's ascension to heaven.

The envoy really couldn't understand why the commander-in-chief of Eastern Mongolia suddenly brought up this matter.

"Soon my army will arrive at Baghdad, I will capture the city, and in front of everyone I will perform a huge ascent to the sky.

Then go and meet the great true God in person." Zhang Dingxia stood up, opened his hands, smiled and said.

This was something I had discussed with my father before during the Western Expedition. We would use a hot air balloon and two huge searchlights to conduct a night march.

In order to accomplish this task, my father specially gave me a battery and two huge headlights removed from the sacred iron chariot.

This magical device will be installed on a hot air balloon and then operated, and it will fly into the sky at night in front of everyone.

By then, we can completely destroy the faith here, their so-called myths.

It is very dangerous to fly a hot air balloon at night, but the brave hot air balloon operators of their own soldiers tried to fly into the sky at night countless times during their more than a year in Khwarezm.

With a huge searchlight, it is relatively safe for the hot air balloon to fly into the sky as long as a safety rope is tied. After all, it is just for a show for everyone.

"You! You are lying, you shameless liar. How can a person fly into the sky? Unless God sends someone to pick you up, or the human God sends his own angels to take you to heaven, no one can set foot in the sky, because the sky is the realm of God, a place that mortals cannot set foot in." The Caliph's messenger said.

Regardless of which sect they belong to, there is an inexplicable worship of the sky, and the sky is extremely sacred.

So if you can really fly into the sky, then this can indeed prove that you have been called by God and that you have accepted the call of the true God.

But how is this possible? How can a mortal fly into the sky?
The great prophet was also inspired by God. He rode a Pegasus and flew into the sky. He met other prophets and the true God.

And after my own pleading, the great true God decided to change the 50 prayers a day to 5 times.

"Hahaha! That's right, we have something that can fly into the sky."

"We deployed it when we attacked Samarkand. Haven't you heard of something that can fly into the sky?"

"You said the sky is God's forbidden land. Let me tell you, we control the sky. What do you think?"

The Mongolian generals present all started laughing and told the Caliph's envoy about their previous battle results.

Baghdad naturally knew about the battle report of Samarkand, but the specific process was so fantastic and legendary that people could not believe that it was really happening.

Because if you admit that this is true, then it is equivalent to admitting that the enemy can fly into the sky. Your enemy has conquered the sky. How can you defeat such an enemy?

"What you see with your eyes is true. What you cannot see with your eyes but hear may be false, because someone will spread false news and tell you false news. This is the teaching of the great prophet." The Caliph's messenger snorted coldly and spoke.

The Mongols must have wanted to scare him, saying that they had a flying weapon. The outrageous intelligence coming from their attack on Samarkand was in preparation for this day, but as the Caliph's messenger, he would not be scared by such nonsense.

"What? It seems that you don't believe that we have a magical weapon that can fly into the sky?" Zhang Dingxia smiled and asked.

"This is fake. If you really have such a flying device, then can the great Mongolian commander let me ride on this so-called thing that can fly into the sky and let me see it myself in the sky?" The Caliph's messenger sneered and said.

"Hahaha! Second Prince, since he wants to ride the Flying God to go up and take a look, then we will fulfill his wish and let him fly up and take a look!" A Mongolian captain said with a laugh.

"Yes, Second Prince, since he wants to see it, let's show it to him. Let him see how powerful our Daqian Empire's Western Expedition Army is, and let him see this kind of magic weapon." Que Debuhua said.

"Commander! If this person doesn't believe it, then we must let him see it, so as to avoid being ridiculed by others and saying that we are just empty talkers, saying that we have flying artifacts but have never shown them." Guo Kan said.

Only the generals of Khwarezm, Mongolia and Han army had seen the flying artifact, but some other newly surrendered vassal troops, especially the army of the Assassin organization, had never seen such a thing.

At this time, the commander of the Assa organization, Rukredin, also pricked up his ears and even opened his mouth with a look of disbelief.

He had also heard of this flying device, but like the Caliph's messenger, he thought it was fake and just something made up to scare people!
However! Looking at the tone of these Mongolian and Han generals, could it be! Could it be that there really is such a shocking thing in this world? Is there really a magical weapon that can fly into the sky?
"It's still early today. In that case, please invite the Caliph's messenger to ride this flying device in person, and then you can go back and tell the great Caliph what you have seen and heard." Zhang Dingxia said.

"Yes! Let these Western barbarians see our flying magic weapon."

"Let them see how powerful we are."

All of a sudden, all the officers in the tent started shouting, and the Caliph's messenger was a little confused when he saw this scene.

Could it be! Could it be that there is something in this world that can make people fly into the sky? How is this possible?

But whether it was true or not, he would know it soon. Soon, several soldiers took him out, and then the Western Expedition Army began to prepare.

He was taken to an open square area where the terrain was very flat and the wind direction was good.

"The only advantage of this land in the Western Regions is that the weather doesn't change too much. There is no particularly bad weather. It is usually sunny." A hot air balloon operator next to Zhang Dingxia said.

Isn't it? In the East, it is very difficult to launch a hot air balloon. Good weather is required, and some areas in the South are mostly cloudy and rainy.

The flight will be very difficult, and hot air balloons are weapons that can only fly smoothly in the north.

But in this land, the weather is very hot and dry.

Unlike in the East, flying into the sky at noon is actually very disadvantageous, but if it is at night or in the afternoon, then it is very good.

"It seems that our hot air balloon should be able to perform very well in this land. You go and prepare and take the Caliph's messenger to the sky. Let him fly higher." Zhang Dingxia said.

"Please rest assured, Second Prince. Leave this matter to us. We will make sure he will never forget it in his life." The soldier in charge of operating the hot air balloon nodded and bowed to Zhang Dingxia.

Soon the Caliph's messenger was brought over, and then the hot air balloon army began various operations to inflate the huge hot air balloon.

A huge red object, like a giant human head, appeared in front of the Caliph's messenger. (End of this chapter)