23 They are in the village (1)

Li-Ban was amazed at the frankness, the barbarian, no one had dared to talk to him like that before. He became convinced of his vaena as a young general. Li-Ban only now realized himself as a frog at the bottom of the well. The words of the Western barbarian made sense, there was some new information for him about the world and its place in it. Indeed, in this barbaric country, he Li-Ban was nobody and his name was nothing. Without the Gift, it could easily have been sold into slavery, eat wild animals, or simply killed.

Only now did he realize that strength and mind should go hand in hand.

Li-Ban stunned rose from the stone, this time it was easy for him to go. He did not feel the pressure, tiredly left, he could distinctly see the faces of the highlanders who were hiding on top behind the rocky ledges.

They had the thought in their heads, "let's attack them and see what's in their pockets ... why they know our secret path ... who they are ... why there is a barbarian from the east."

- "Wow, they consider me a civilized person, a general, a great Tang empire, a barbarian? Are they completely crazy?" Li-bang was talking to himself in his head.

"Well, you are a fool," Dara intervened in his thoughts, "of course you are barbarians for them, because you have a weaker weapon than them, they are all descendants of the great DAHA empire, which was already 1000 years ago. It had huge forts in oases that have now become a desert. They had magnificent palaces, and the eastern barbarians, that is, you, came to the great empire of DAHA for help in the fight against the Ephtalites! "

- "but I did not know about it!" The stunned Li-Ban remarked in dismay.

"If you don't know something, it doesn't mean that this isn't!" instructively noticed Dara.

Li-Ban never shared his thoughts with anyone, and then his mind just read, and even a Western barbarian. Li-ban could not forgive himself for being a general of the great Tang empire, worse than a barbarian.

"Well, a fool! You yourself are a barbarian, and even arrogant and uneducated," Dara began to mock. He did not like the arrogant, arrogant attitude of the dance, who is he? He came to visit himself and behaves like an ill-mannered owner and not a polite guest!

Dara, said, "I must open your eyes to what is happening in the world, otherwise you will not return home!"

"A good traveler, one who always returns home!" "And how can he return home if he is a boor and does not respect the traditions of another country?"

Li-Ban thought, yes, this Dara from among those people who know more than they show it in public!

"Yes, yes, you're absolutely right here, the researcher should behave this way if he wants not to draw attention to himself and return home alive, and even bring good gifts. Ahhahahahahaha, what young fools are sent on trips. But it can and well, whoever comes back alive will learn a lot about the world and people! " laughing laughed Dara.

"I did not expect this from a trip to the West," Li-Ban honestly admitted.

"As they say, live forever, learn a century," remarked Dara with a smile, Li-Ban studied on the go, "maybe it will be good for you"? said kindly to Dara.

"Maybe it will, wait and see," Li-Ban replied stupidly.

"I thought you wanted to sell me to the Highlanders," Li-Ban said with resentment in his voice.

To which Dara answered him "Mard az sukhanash. Cher az rohash barnamegardad"!

Li-Ban is surprisingly ponl Farsi - a man will not change his word, a lion will not turn out of his way!

Grinning, Li-Ban said, "Az Dusti Nodon, Dushmani Dono Beh!" What in Farsi meant - Smart enemy, better than a stupid friend.

A decoction of magic coins - acted !!!!

"Olima, kash amal nabosh yer, Khar buvad, kash whale bob horse bor" - Uchk = yen, who is not friends with practice, is like a donkey loaded with books.

Both laughed.

And Li-Ban thought, it is necessary to apply in life, that he learned new!

"Yes, the only way to get out of the problems!"

Well enough to talk, let's go to the village, it is no good to make our highlanders wait.

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The entrance to the mountain village was blocked by a high hill made by people, with a height of 15 gas (1 gas Persian measure of 63.1 to 65.7 cm) and an area of ​​20 guz per 15 guz (1 guz = 1.04 meters).

On it stood a small stone fortress, for 7-11 people. There were warriors who were on duty, archers, javellers and those who could deftly lay down the stacked stones on the top of the hill, which would block the way to the entrance to the valley.

7-11 people were enough to delay a detachment of 100-300 riders.