In previous wars, the tactics of Fujian have also become more and more advanced, and this time the test is the ability of artillery cover and infantry artillery coordination.

Although the economy is developing day by day, in fact, the internal environment of the Great Min is not peaceful, since ancient times, the Indian Peninsula has never been unified, and now the rebellion of the southern Tianzhu is still intermittent, as well as the contradictions with the indigenous countries on the Indochina Peninsula, and the cannibals on the islands of Southeast Asia, but these have not only weakened the Great Min, but also sharpened for the Fujian army like a whetstone.

Larger-scale artillery equips the army, now almost every army has an independent artillery regiment, and the intensive artillery fire almost immediately blew up the Bedouins who were nervously defending on the other side of the river, and it is no wonder that when the war started, Li Jie still had the mind to laugh with Wu Meiniang, in terms of tactical thinking and equipment, the Min people threw out Saladin's army for hundreds of years.

In the Battle of Ctesiphon, the artillery of the Min people had actually been exposed to the eyes of the Arabs, and for this kind of evil and vulnerable devil weapon in the mouth of the imams, these rough men in the desert had already prepared in their hearts, but when it was really coming, they knew how fragile the flesh and blood were under the roar of this chemical energy.

The river was about two miles wide, and the tidal flats were three miles away, and the heavy artillery that fired the first round almost gnawed half of the riverbank, and the heavy lead bullets tore the ground, and even the Bedouin soldiers who did not reach it fell into the cracks in panic, and some were buried in life.

The next heavy artillery fire was the Tiger Squat Cannon, a large open flame weapon with the characteristics of about a thousand years in later generations.

In fact, the projectile of the tiger squat cannon is not large, about a large Chinese medicine pill, but this thing is the most fearful for the Bedouins, in the barrel of the cannon heated to red, hundreds of lead pellets rushed into the position with a sharp whistling sound that makes the scalp tingle, many Arabs did not even have time to scream, and a bloody hole had been pierced in the poof, and they collapsed to the ground with convulsions.

Not only people, but even the sturdy camels could not carry it, the camel caravan that was originally used as a circle of city walls on the shore was torn apart in a few seconds, and the huge camel body fell down with a wail, overpowering the dead owner below, and more camels had several shocking blood holes strung on their bodies, and they were no longer controlled, trampling on the human body all the way and hiding backwards with a wail.

Firearms are not omnipotent, more than 2,000 large and small artillery shells and three rounds of artillery fire have not been able to kill all the thousands of Bedouin cavalry guarding the river, but under the shocking attack of early firearms, driven by an indescribable sense of powerlessness, groups of Bedouin cavalry cried and fled backwards.

After the three rounds of artillery fire were all covered, the Fujian army resounded with an earth-shattering roar, and the tense screams of thousands of ants pushed the heavy pontoon bridge with all its might, so that these five behemoths pressed out a deep ravine on the ground, and the high hanging bridgehead advanced towards the other side of the river step by step.

Especially the pontoon car of the right army, with fire in his heart, seemed to vent all his anger on the heavy pontoon, the nails of both hands even left deep footprints on the hard cowhide, and the blood vessels on his forehead were swollen terrifyingly, like a fierce beast passing through the wilderness, step by step, and the house was pushing with all his might.

The pontoon bridges of the right army were also under this brute force, and they were a head ahead of other pontoon bridges.

In the sound of plopping, the dumplings under the ferry were pushed into the river, the centipede-like oars splashed a large area of water, and in less than a few breaths, the desperately rushing Fujian army tough guys had stepped on the bones of the Bedouins, and used their spears to hold a position for the pontoon.

Riding the tallest camel in the back to watch the battle, Saladin's face was twisted to the extreme, and this time, the voice was no longer like a living creature, roaring like a terrible ghost in the eighteen layers of hell, and the desert lord himself wielded a scimitar, forcing his tribe to climb up again.

Saladin's relatives even put arrows directly behind their backs, and retreating was also death, and advancing was also death, and one by one, the Bedouins, who were provoked to ferocity, had to once again rush up from the chaotic river bank in camels, and fought fiercely with the vanguard of the Fujian army.

Crazy to forget life and death, one by one Bedouins drove the camels directly into the Fujian army's spears, the camels were pierced by sharp and heavy armor-piercing guns, and collapsed to the ground with a wail, taking advantage of this opportunity to bypass the gun array, the desert soldiers with short spears and scimitars fiercely rushed forward, hand-to-hand combat, forcing the Min army to drop their spears and pull out their sabers to face the battle.

The narrow river beach, people are even crowded together, and at such a distance, even many families have no room to learn martial arts, relying only on their tempered bodies and cold weapons in their hands.

After all, the number of people who can be transported by the ferry at one time is limited, and the Min army crossing the river has fallen behind for a while, but relying on the hard armor that comes out of the body and the long-term drills on weekdays, the Min army can still support it.

And the balance of victory is still constantly tilting towards the Min army, time passes minute by minute, the pontoon bridge behind him has crossed half of the river, and even the crossbowman lying on the bridge has begun to accurately fire crossbows and crossbows at the Bedouins on the opposite bank to suppress the enemy!

The distance is pulled in minute by minute.

"Kill!"

In the crowded battlefield, there is no room for even roaring, it seems to have become hissed, in such a chaotic scene, he was sent to the forefront to personally participate in the fight, but Zanpo's son Gar Xiangling is a big advantage, his father is a Tubo, his mother is a Tang person of Xianbei descendants, and the bloodline of his parents has given him more physical strength and strength than ordinary people, and in the dull roar, the three-edged crossbow thorn in his hand that has been killed with blood glittering once again stabbed into the body of the desert coyote that was sticking over and roaring.

Blood poured out at once, wolf-like eyes still had a fierce glint in them, but the cheeks quickly turned pale and lifeless, and another Bedouin collapsed on the riverbank.

With such a fierce crowding of people and pushing people, even if Gar Xiangling has experienced such a long period of fighting, he has become out of breath, but his sturdy face has a more and more smile, and on his head, the faint shadow of the pontoon bridge has been covered, as long as the bridge is on the river bank, today's war will be won.

Muster up courage, this Jiangmen, who was born in Tibet but became the core of the Fujian State, plucked up his courage and held high the three-edged crossbow thorn dripping with blood in his hand, intending to continue to drive out of an open space for the soldiers.

But at this moment, a strange smell of burnt paste reached his nostrils, and the next moment, two bright fires reflected in his eyes, and he couldn't help it, and Xiangling roared anxiously.

"It's fierce fire oil, stop them!"

Although the rise of the Arabs is too short, and the culture and civilization are still in the shallow stage of tribal clans, they can establish a huge Islamic empire across Europe, Asia and Africa, and the Arabs naturally have more advantages than other peoples.

Good at learning.

On the one hand, they invaded Persia and Byzantium, and the Arabs were hungry to absorb knowledge from the two countries, the Persian ironclad cavalry, the Byzantine infantry brigade tactics, in the invasion of the Great Min, although the Arabs still did not figure out how the gunpowder of the Min people was made, but the common things around them were still added to the Arabs' war weapons.

Petroleum!

In later generations, Kuwaitis can even bathe with oil, Saudi Arabia is also oil as a pillar industry, in this era, in the dry desert, the surface oil spews out, you can see it everywhere, more than 20 Arabs with torches, hundreds of Bedouin riders with camels dragging heavy oil cylinders, fearless to death rushed to the approaching Damin pontoon bridge.

But he knew too much about the importance of the pontoon bridge to himself, even if he didn't hear Xiangling's roar, the first batch of Fujian army Zuo Jinwu guards who rushed over on the bank of the river had spontaneously tried their best to intercept it.

"Kill, ah!" In the hoarse voice, more than a dozen Fujian soldiers directly hugged the Bedouins holding torches, fell to the mud and fought, and some simply hugged the camel's legs in a hurry, and let the anxious Arabs behind them desperately slash down with scimitars, killing blood on their backs.

I also know that this is the key to whether the battle to defend the river can be held, and the Bedouins who have carried the oil they have dealt with are also fighting, and they do not care about the swords, guns and crossbows that come over from left and right, and there is even a strong Bedouin man, who was stabbed in two blood holes by a three-edged thorn in his thigh, and the blood water spurted out like a spring, still frantically beating the camel.

In the end, almost half of the losses were lost, and in such a desperate assault, these Bedouins still squeezed into the riverbank defense battlefield less than a few hundred meters but crowded with thousands of people.

The first tank was thrown at the pontoon, which was already close to the shore.

"No!"

Roaring violently, Gar Xiangling actually jumped up more than two meters high, hugged the flying oil tank out of thin air, and the viscous oil was immediately scattered on him, holding the oil tank and turning over a few times, Xiangling stopped at this time, and before he could take a breath, in his sight, more black oil cans were thrown out by these outlaw Bedouins.

Smack, smack~

Under the angry gaze of Xiangling, the Arabs carrying torches roared with the same tragic roar that they couldn't understand, and threw themselves at the pontoon bridge.

At the moment when one of them brandished a torch, a desperate Fujian warrior who came from the casserole slashed and cut off his arm, and like that, half of his arm sprayed with blood beads still flew out with the torch.

In a second, two seconds, the flames suddenly rushed up, and the more than ten crossbowmen lying on the pontoon turned into ten fireballs in an instant, screaming and falling down, and in an instant, Xiangling's tall body was also full of flames, and he rolled helplessly in anxiety and threw himself into the river.

The pontoon bridge that had approached first burned into a large match, and the faint light of the fire reflected in Saladin's pupils, reflecting a smug cruelty, and more fierce fire oil daredevils continued to crowd over the other pontoons.

Saladin didn't notice that behind him, Berker, who had been his most loyal lackey, was now full of apprehension and panic in his eyes.

Yesterday, the little soldier named Suleiman was sent by him to cross the river and surrender to the Min people, and he has not come back with a message until now, and he does not know whether the Min people accept it, and now, the attack of the Min people is frustrated, once he threatens himself with Suleiman, he may drag the tribe into a catastrophe.

Looking at Saladin's back, Berkel was full of fierce light.

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