The addition of the Persian legions and the Tocharian army brought the total strength of the southern expedition to more than 100,000.

The real one hundred thousand.

That's not what it claims.

Moreover, the vast majority of these 100,000 troops were on horseback or camel, and the number of pure infantry was almost zero, that is to say, no one walked on their feet, and it was precisely because of this that their next march exceeded a hundred miles a day.

The striker was, of course, the Persian legion.

Li Zhongshun, the king of Persia, and Li Yi, the governor of the Persian governorship, led 10,000 Persian troops, attacking in front while recruiting rebels, and the number of his subordinates not only did not decrease, but the number of fighters increased, and soon exceeded 20,000.

There are still a lot of Zoroastrians in this area, and the Nestorian cultists and the like are regarded as slave livestock by the Great Cannibals, after all, it has only been a few decades since the fall, and the Great Eaters have not been so thorough, especially those hiding in the Hindu Kush Mountains, and it is still difficult to solve the problem in a short time if the ghost place wants to resist stubbornly. Now that the king has returned, and he is still with the last time he fought the Great Food Army and suffered a heavy defeat, even Abu. The elite soldiers of the Tang Dynasty who were almost shot to death by the Mu Si Lin, the Tang Dynasty who was regarded as a demon by the Great Cannibals came with the Governor of the River, then these Great Cannibals were muddy at their feet, and immediately saw where their light was, and the Zoroastrians in the mountains of the Hindu Kush poured out of the barren barren mountains and joined under the banner of the Persian king.

The army reached Memane without incident.

However, because of the poor combat effectiveness, the rabble's attack on Memane still failed.

Of course, it was a surprise that they were able to win.

"It's rubbish!"

Yang Feng scolded angrily.

"Jieshuai, we have killed and injured more than 3,000 people!"

Lee Young-e protested.

"More than 3,000 people were killed and wounded, and they haven't captured such a small city, isn't it a waste?"

Yang Feng shouted.

After speaking, he stretched out his hand, grabbed Li Ying'e's belt, and in her exclamation, he directly dragged it to his horse, and before Li Yi and the others could react, Yang Dashuai raised his Mo knife and pointed at Meima Neicheng.

"Brothers, let them see what a real man is!"

After speaking, Yang Dashuai urged the war horse.

Just when he rushed to the city of Memane with the stupid Li Ying'e, a soldier behind him drove a carriage to the same way, and the five hundred mounted cavalry also urged the war horses in the stupid eyes of those Persians, and the torrent of iron cavalry rushed straight to this small city, and behind the mounted cavalry, Nan Jiyun and Xie Xiong, who were on the battlefield for the first time, raised their swords and maces in their hands respectively, and behind them, four thousand heavy infantry began to move forward like a wall.

Li Ying'e in Yang Feng's arms looked at this savage and rude guy like a dream, and kept moving forward with the bumps of his war horse.

"Look at it!"

At the moment when he entered the range of the trebuchet on the city wall, Yang Feng suddenly took the war horse and shouted.

Immediately after Yang Dashuai jumped up, he picked up a huge mace from the accompanying carriage at the moment of landing, and dragged this exaggerated weapon with a shout and began to run towards the city gate, almost all the trebuchets on the city wall threw a piece of hundreds of pounds of boulders towards him, one of the boulders reached the top of his head like a god, and the mace in Yang Feng's hand in the wild rush swept up very casually, and under the blow of the eight-hundred-pound mace, the boulder suddenly became countless pieces, and he continued to run wildly in a shocking way, In the tens of thousands of shocked eyes of the front and back sides, they rushed straight to the city gate, roared angrily, picked up the mace in his hand, and smashed it on the city gate.

The next moment, everyone shuddered at the same time.

For the heavy wooden gates shattered with the loud sound of his fall.

Not only was the city gate broken, but even the city wall above the city gate was shaken and collapsed, and in front of the splashed dust, Yang Dashuai stood proudly facing the outside of the city with a mace.

"Kill, don't leave chickens and dogs!"

He yelled at all the coalition forces outside.

Then he dragged his mace back, and he had barely taken a few steps when a torrent of five hundred mounted cavalry swept past him at a rapid pace, and slammed into the fortress with ferocity, followed by the heavy infantry led by Nan Jiyun and Xie Xiong, and behind them, all the soldiers of the Persian legions howled madly, and rushed to the fortress in desperation without even waiting for their commander to give the order.

"This is the man!"

Yang Feng returned to his war horse and said to Li Ying'e with a proud face.

Immediately after the latter screamed, jumped off the horse at once, and then threw himself into his arms, kissing his face like crazy, since this is the case, Yang Dashuai is not welcome, he simply picked her up, threw directly into the carriage next to him, and then glared at the soldier who was driving the car. The latter came to his senses and quickly ran to the side, and then Yang Feng followed closely into the carriage, and the next moment, with a few tearing sounds, some of Li Ying'e's armor and pieces of clothes flew out, followed by the screams of the iron pieces hitting the woman and the squeak of the carriage being overwhelmed.

Those female soldiers under Li Ying'e surrounded with red faces.

From time to time, someone sneaked a glance into the carriage, and then their faces turned even redder.

And in the distance, smoke billowed from the city of Memane, countless screams and wails cried like hellish ghosts, and the revelry coalition soldiers continued to worship the violently shaking carriage and poured into the fortress without stopping.

Three hours later, the battle ended.

The battle in the city and in the carriage were over.

Obviously, Li Ying'e's combat strength is amazing, of course, it is mainly the female soldiers outside who provide some support.

"Marshal, what to do with the captives?"

Nan Jiyun saluted Yang Dashuai who walked out of the carriage and asked.

"Let the injured let those female soldiers be responsible for cutting them all, the uninjured ones will be tied up and sent to Champion City, and all the dead ones will be cut off and put on the carriage to carry."

Yang Feng said as he straightened out his armor.

In the carriage behind him, a small white hand stretched out and waved weakly at a female soldier, who hurriedly handed over a cloak, Nan Jiyun didn't dare to look at it, lowered his head and asked with some doubts: "Jie Shuai, what's the use of taking these heads?" ”

"You always have to bring some gifts when you come to your door!"

Yang Feng said with a cruel smile.

Six days later, Herat.

This famous ancient city is the most important city in northeastern Persia, originally built by Alexander of the Macedonian Empire, and is one of the four components of Khorasan, the other three being Barihe, Mare, and Mashhad, of course, at this time there was no such name, it was still called Tus and Nazapur. At this time, nearly 30,000 cavalry of Anguo, Huoxun, and Tuqishi on the western road of the coalition army had just completed the occupation of the Mare Oasis, and according to the battle report, 10,000 were beheaded and 20,000 slaves were captured, so that half of the entire Khorasan had actually been captured by the coalition army, and now the army led by Yang Feng himself finally began to attack the third part.

And it's very important here.

Because it is a rare agricultural area on the barren and arid Persian plateau.

The Hari River, which flows out of the Hindu Kush Mountains, provides sufficient irrigation water for here, originally in history, this valley plain of only a few thousand square kilometers, even supported more than 400,000 people, but was killed by the westward expedition to the mines to only 40, and Persian historians record that 2 million were killed, this is obviously too exaggerated, this place can not hold more than 2 million people.

"How about the land, the people, and the wealth to you, the king?

Yang Feng said to Li Zhongshun.

After speaking, he pointed behind him, behind him the various units of the coalition army were arrayed, whether it was the Sogdians, the Turgish, the Tocharians or even the Tang soldiers, they were all looking at the city with eager eyes, as if they were looking at a steaming piece of barbecue.

"Everything is according to the festival!"

Chinese New Year's Eve is thirty years old, and his writing is weaker, and it is even said that he likes to write poetry, and the Persian king who participated in the imperial examination said respectfully.

Whether he or the people accompanying him, including Li Yi and several other Persian families, they were all overwhelmed by a huge sense of happiness at this time, they really never thought that everything was so simple, even if they were the most optimistic estimates before, they only thought about being able to capture Mare, and then build a small country in Mare, relying on the protection of the Tang Dynasty, and being their little monarch there. They never thought that they would be able to truly re-enter the hinterland of Persia and have the day when the king will return, but now, this never dreamed of it has become a reality, they are standing under the city of Herat, they have really entered the Persian plateau, they are standing in front of the gate of the whole of Persia, the city of Gulling is in front of them, and the city of Tus and Nazapur are only a stone's throw away.

It can be said that by this point, they have gained more than they imagined.

Since that's the case, be generous.

Of course, he is not generous and he can't!

Yang Fengneng asked him a sentence to give him face, if he didn't ask him, he couldn't help it, and I am afraid that this face is largely for his sister who has not dared to walk so far, whether it is the Tang Army or those coalition forces, the reason why they came to help him restore the country is definitely not for the friendship of friends, people are nothing more than to grab money and women, he has to get land and people to get money and women, this is very reasonable, if he is not generous, he will be dead if he turns around and leaves, not to mention that even if he rebuilds the Persian country here in the future, It is also necessary to rely on the protection of Yang Feng and these small countries, without them, the ten thousand men of the Persian Legion alone are of little use.

"Brothers, the king of Persia said, after the city is broken, you will be at your disposal for money and women!"

Yang Feng shouted.

"Reward from King Shebo!"

There was a laughing shout from behind.

Of course, Yang Feng's move was actually to clarify the relationship between the two sides, to let the Persians remember that they were nothing more than a vassal, and also to let those coalition parties remember that the Persian state was just their little brother.

"Quick, bring us our gifts!"

Yang Feng then shouted.

Then the carriages full of heads slowly stepped forward, and just at that moment the gates of Herat opened, and a group of people came out.