The good news is that it is not that you are not afraid of being too late. The clues of this person have always pointed to three years ago, because he only had a serious identity three years ago. Although this identity is not a household registration, it can also allow him to work and live normally in Chang'an.

Although the information on the identity is written as Huang Amao, the column of the hometown clearly states that it is Semuhu.

The next thing is much easier. Just conduct a round of investigation into the Semuhu in Chang'an, and you can basically determine where Huang Amao is now.

Now Chang'an has long been one of the few super metropolises of this era. More than ten years of construction have gradually replaced the concept of Chang'an by outsiders during the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Today, Chang'an is Chang'an, the dream capital of the East, and a huge city that even Damascus is compared with Chang'an, which is called "Chang'an of Persia".

The permanent population reached an astonishing 3.3 million, and the migrant population even reached as many as five million at one time. This is definitely the size of a super-giant city in this era.

However, the number of Semuhu people is not large, because Persians do not like this title, they prefer to be called Persians, and in terms of identity information they also directly belong to Persians, and the grassland people are called Mongols. The Western Regions, who were originally called Semu people, are also getting rid of this name as much as possible. Now they have their own names. Some Western Regions who have been naturalized are called Unity or United, while those who are not naturalized are called Altai or Turks.

What remained after that were some common southern ethnic groups, Miao, Zhuang, etc. Semuhu was the smallest group, with about 100,000 people.

Anyone who is marked as Semuhu is not naturalized. They have their own settlements and live a relatively stable life there.

Through this direction, Song Beiyun quickly called the leader of Semuhu to his side.

Although he had never seen the great god Song Beiyun, the leader of the Seminar Hu had heard of him. He kissed Song Beiyun's boots with the most pious etiquette, and the expression on his face was almost pilgrimage.

Song Beiyun did not directly get into the topic. He just made some polite decisions and asked them about the living conditions of Seminu people, whether they needed any help. After a few rounds of Q&A, the topic then entered the strange person.

"Huang Amao...I don't have any impression of this person, but sir, give me some time and I'll go back and ask, as long as he's still in Chang'an."

"good."

Song Beiyun nodded and said, "By the way, you can ask if any of your people have escaped from the west, and ask carefully."

"clear."

The next thing was to wait for the result quietly. The leader of the Semu people was executed as an imperial edict. He soon began to search the carpet-style search through the people under his command.

Not to mention, these guys are very efficient when doing things seriously. The next afternoon, a message came from the other end that Huang Amao had found it, but there were four duplicate names, and they had about the same time to come here.

"What are you waiting for? Bring them all."

Not long after Song Beiyun finished speaking, four white men were brought to him. These four people all had typical white looks, but their height was not as tall as the white men in Song Beiyun's memory, and they were even worse than the average height of the people of Song Dynasty.

"Who can speak Chinese?"

The four of them raised their heads and said that they could speak Chinese. Thinking about it, these people have been here for ten years and have to live and work in Chang'an. Learning Chinese is a compulsory course. Even if they don't want to, they have to go to night school, so it is not uncommon for them to speak Chinese at all.

"All four of you are Huang Amao?" Song Beiyun's eyes lingered on these four people: "Who came from Europe?"

The four people were confused on their faces, and when Song Beiyun saw this scene, he realized that although the concept of continents was proposed in ancient Greece, the concept of geography by ordinary people in this era is still very vague, so it is impossible to understand the so-called continents, so their confusion is understandable.

But Song Beiyun really didn't know what Europe is called now, so he thought about it and pulled out the paper with ten thousand paintings: "Who do you know this pattern?"

Three of the four people had confusion in their eyes, but one of them couldn't help but tremble when he saw the ten thousand-character picture in the circle. His head dropped, and he didn't even dare to look up and take a look throughout the whole process. He was in a state of extreme tension.

"Okay." Seeing this scene, Song Beiyun had already determined who was the real master: "You three will go back after you receive the reward."

The three semen and Hu people left with great gratitude, leaving behind the most nervous foreigner.

Song Beiyun came to him, moved a stool and placed it beside him, patted the stool and said, "Sit down."

The foreigner sat on the stool tremblingly, his knees together, his whole body tense, and obviously he was in a state of fear.

"You drink some water first to calm down." Song Beiyun patted his shoulder: "I'll ask you later."

Huang Amao held the water cup in both hands, his hands trembling in an incredible way, and even his toes were arched.

Song Beiyun was not in a hurry to sit there. He knew that this would happen when a person recalled the horrors of the past. If he had a basic disease, he would just get sick and pass by.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the man finally got a little better. He raised his head and looked at Song Beiyun, and said in a tone that was almost scattered: "That's the devil... they are a group of devils... they should all die..."

Song Beiyun nodded, walked up and patted his shoulder again: "Don't panic, this is Da Song, you are very safe."

The man calmed down and took several deep breaths before telling Song Beiyun what he knew.

The cause of the incident was actually similar to what Song Beiyun expected. Almost thirty years ago, a very strange man suddenly rose with the power of the church at that time. In less than five years, he launched a coup in Italy at that time, and then established a theocracy. It took him only a few years to make this country very powerful and then continue to annex the surrounding small countries.

Things that followed were also done with the flow. In this era, Europe's combat power was really inferior to that of dogs. It took him less than ten years to almost unify it. Then the man began to close the country and clean up all those who disobeyed the rule and all those who spoke Hebrew.

Huang Amao was one of the Hebrew speakers. The reason why he escaped here was because of the massacre. He was only twenty years old at the time. His parents, sister, wife and son were thrown into the burning steel furnace by people in strange costumes, and he survived because of his blacksmith's craft.

Later, while those people took them to the river to take a bath, he used his good ability to hold their breath since childhood to escape from their claws. After that, he ignored everything and ran eastward. It was not until he came to Asia Minor that he was rescued by the Byzantine people around him.

But before two years of stability, those people appeared in the city where he was, and the original Byzantine flags and badges were replaced as the symbol of the god of death.

He was worried that the horror of the past would take place again, so he left the city early and followed a Persian caravan all the way to the east. After five years, he came to Chang'an. After many twists and turns, he knew that the place was a powerful and inclusive country, so he settled here.

"I tried to warn people here, but they all thought I was a lunatic."

The man still seemed a little shocked: "Those devils can kill tens of thousands of people overnight, treating us like animals."

Of course, Song Beiyun knew that Japan had done unforgivable things to China in the past, which could be said to be the most evil in the world. But compared to Japan, their European alliance was the real messenger of hell. It destroyed six million people in just a few years. This number is a huge number, let alone humans.

And in this era, what they did would never be more merciful, so he could understand Huang Amao's current fear.

Moreover, Huang Amao said that as long as they spoke Hebrew, they could conclude that their butcher knife was not just stretched towards the Jews.

This is a big horror.

In addition to Huang Amao's statement, they may have reached their tentacles to Constantinople, and these hell messengers have already touched the edge of Asia, and they are likely to step by step into the sphere of influence of the Song Dynasty from the line of Iran and Afghanistan. According to the future world map, they are only two countries away from China.

This is a very close distance. Although it is far away in this era, as Song Beiyun, he must be prepared to deal with it while maintaining restraint.

Next, Song Beiyun calmed down and continued to ask Huang Amao many questions, mainly focusing on the other party's equipment, technology and number of soldiers.

The main thing is technology. The development of technology is the key to determining the superstructure. If the other party has technology that cannot be matched by the Song Dynasty, then this war will inevitably be a hard battle.

"When I came..." Huang Amao thought about it carefully, then suddenly raised his head: "I am a blacksmith. I don't know anything else, but they are far from casting."

“What’s the difference?”

"It's far from our Song Dynasty." Huang Amao described: "Their iron is not enough to forge steel. Most of their soldiers still use guns that recharge guns, but that happened twenty years ago."

Song Beiyun frowned and picked up the telescope: "Do you know this?"

Huang Amao was stunned for a moment when he saw the telescope, and nodded quickly: "I brought this secretly and sold it to a Persian merchant at that time."

“Is it the latest model?”

"It should be, because the officers who were guarding us at the time showed it to their companions..."

Song Beiyun nodded: "I understand. Then you tell me everything you know now. I want to see if I can destroy those people at once."

After learning that Song Beiyun's idea was to destroy the devils, Huang Amao completely let go. He searched all his memories and told them all that could be told to Song Beiyun, without leaving any legacy.

Through his language fragments, Song Beiyun gradually pieced together the other party's information. It was indeed a fanatical bearded pink who traveled there, and he had certain scientific research capabilities, but there seemed to be some problem, that is, that person seemed to be more proficient in machinery than others.

If compared at the same time, the smelting, chemical industry, medicine, logistics and other aspects there will be lagging behind, and it may be quite much behind.

These things are behind, so their strength may not be high. However, although Song Beiyun breathed a sigh of relief, he still did not dare to underestimate the enemy, because the thing on the opposite side was full of soldiers, and they seemed to be developing Africa earlier than the Song Dynasty and the United States, and various resources were richer.

In addition, the cost of developing Africa is much lower than the cost of developing America, so... it is not easy to take it lightly.

However, one thing that makes Song Beiyun very relieved is that they do not have the ability to win and resist. They will fight after one round, and they will be carried away if they cannot win, because in terms of logistics support, they do not have new crops as a guarantee or a complete logistics structure.

This is the case that the Song Dynasty surpassed them for hundreds of years, and if it fights against the deep and long distances for a long time, the Song Dynasty can be said to have the advantage.

There seems to be nothing to say about weapons, because smelting is backward, so weapons will inevitably fall behind by an era.

But no matter which era it is, as long as you eat a bullet, it will be a life. In addition, Song Beiyun doesn’t know how Huang Amao’s development is going on in the past ten or twenty years along the way.

Although they can be ridiculed strategically, they must be taken very seriously in tactical terms. If a lion fights a rabbit underestimates the enemy, he may be kicked blind by the rabbit, and the opposite side is not a rabbit.

"By the way, I remember that person said in his speech that he would slaughter the grievances of the nation and would go east. They would come soon."

Song Beiyun frowned when he heard Huang Amao's words. But he quickly smiled and said, "Then he can try it. Try to see what it means to activate the nightmare mission. You go and get the reward and go back."

Huang Amao didn't move when he heard this. He raised his head and looked at Song Beiyun. After looking for a while, he knelt down for him with a thud: "Sir, please... If you want to attack them, take me with you!"

"Um?"

"I want to take revenge...I can lead you. When I ran away, I drew a map along the way! It's a topographic map!"

"Do you have this skill?"

"My father...my father is the cartographer in the church, I can do it. Please wait, and I will get the map for you. As long as I can take me there, I am willing to do anything. I am still a good blacksmith! Please, sir."

Huang Amao became more and more excited as he spoke, and even began to kowtow. The sound of the bang made people tremble. In the end, blood broke out from his forehead but still did not stop.
Chapter completed!