The timing of Li Jie's rectification of military discipline was just right.

Starting from Tianzhu, the army of the Great Min swelled up like a snowball, and the composition of the army was complex, the vassal state servant army, the government soldiers, the regular soldiers, and the Tianzhu people were divided into more than ten tribes alone, and the Tang people also included the Han people, the Turkic people, the Tiele people, the Goguryeo people, the Silla people, and even many Japanese people shouted that they also belonged to the Tang people.

As for the ethnic groups on the steppes of Central Asia, there are even more classified in West Asia, the languages of each ethnic group are not understood, and the customs are different, although the strong inclusiveness of Chinese culture has solved some problems for Li Jie, but after all, it is a multi-ethnic joint force, and it is still difficult to drive it like an arm.

In the case of this retreat, it is hateful that many Armenians and Mesopotamians have fled from the battle, but many do not have such thoughts in their hearts.

This is the world of the Tang people, why did Lao Tzu follow him to death?

Anyway, Lao Tzu is Armenian, and the king of Min can't control me!

With this mentality, it is not surprising that such a simple rout will occur.

Li Jie is actually good to his subordinates, as a Fujian soldier, the treatment is very high, and even if there is a judicial dispute, it must be resolved by a military court, and the magistrate can't control the soldier, and the generous treatment makes some soldiers grateful to Li Jie for his kindness, and the other part has developed a loose habit, which was quite tolerable in the previous stage when the wall was clear, but now it is highlighted.

Hussein and his subordinates have broken out of the encirclement of the Great Wall for thousands of miles, and the next war must be a cruel and arduous pursuit battle in the scorching heat.

So this time, through heavy hands, Li Jie made the army under his command recognize two things.

The first thing, no matter where you are born, now everyone is a Fujian army, eating in a pot, working side by side, there are no outsiders! The second thing, behind the generous treatment of Da Min, there are also strict military regulations and military discipline, and the salary of the prince of Min is not so easy to get.

Since then, the wasteland not far from the Great Wall has a new name, the buried army grassland, the large mound several meters high has also been renamed the buried army mountain, and every soldier who comes out of the buried army mountain, the whole spirit has changed.

The first to feel this change were the Arabs.

It was really like a robber who robbed a large part of the supplies of the Fujian army, and Hussein led the army to retreat all the way towards the desert, but this time, they did not go so chic.

Hundreds of thousands of stone wheat, cartloads of arrows, armor, bandages, fine steel knives, military cigarettes, for some reason a large number of spirits carried by the Fujian army, as well as tobacco and coffee, all of which the Arabs need to reluctantly discard.

In order to carry these and bring out all the cattle of the Fujian army, many Arabs even used their own mounts and camels to carry goods, and walked on their own, and in this state the Arabs lost their proud mobility.

On the contrary, in order to keep a certain chick that he finally got his hands on, Li Rang, the king of Hezhong County, rarely took out the momentum of a man who was angry at the crown, and Hussein, who had 50,000 iron soldiers, went to heaven and earth, and was embarrassed.

Most of the original Hezhong Iron Army under Li Rang's command were nomadic tribes with a heart for the Tang Dynasty, and the rest were mostly Arab mercenaries who were recruited from the army when they passed through the northeastern Arabian Peninsula.

The same desert warriors, the same people on horseback, the situation of the Arabs using mobile power to raid the Damin military camp in the past was reversed, several times, on the contrary, it was Li Rang who took advantage of the night, or the Arabs had lunch, and when they were resting for dinner, they beat Hussein several times and robbed the camp several times, killing thousands of Arab soldiers, and once Li Rang burned the torches of the camp and almost burned Hussein himself to death.

Li Rang made such a fierce assault, Hussein, who had lost his troops, didn't dare to fight back, because just a day or two away from Li Rang's troops, hundreds of thousands of angry Damin troops were staring at him with all their strength and rushing forward.

Hussein doesn't have a second daughter to play for him.

As a last resort, he ordered to give up heavy armor, knives, guns, and some property that had little to do with the war, and the speed of the Arab army finally increased, and he did not get rid of Li Jie's desperate pursuit.

But Hussein's other strategy has been successful, trading space for strategic advantage.

After starting the pursuit from the Great Wall, Hussein fled in a straight line to the Syrian desert, the straight line distance on the map, from the Great Wall of Qianli in the north of Damascus to here is thousands of kilometers, the Arabs are typical nomadic people, food and water supply can be solved through camel herds, but the Fujian army is not good, and has to divide troops along the way to establish military stations to protect the back road and reserve military food supplies.

After more than 20 days of pursuit, Li Jiekuai's 200,000-strong army has been dispersed, and an average of 10,000 people need to be reduced from the strategic forces in one day to protect the military supplies on the rear route.

On the fifth day of the tenth month of the fourth year of Kaiyuan, Hussein, who had been pursued to the southern border of the Syrian desert, planned another large-scale attack on the Fujian army's grain transportation team in order to get rid of the aggressive pursuit attitude of the Fujian army.

At noon on the fifth day of the first lunar month, a mixed grain transport team of about 5,000 Persians and Armenians was setting off from the previous military station, Sheila, escorting 50,000 stone of grain and some strange bamboo tube supplies to chase the main army, under the scorching sun, marching in the dry and hot Gala-barren wilderness.

The sweaty and hurried grain convoy did not notice it, and less than a few hundred miles away from the vicinity of the grain convoy, tens of thousands of Arab cavalry lay quietly in the barren and overgrown fields, and even the horses and camels were pressed down and lay down with their masters.

Leading the team is the fierce general of the Arab army, Hussein's right and left hand Abdul, for this ambush, Abdul's army abandoned the baggage and exceeded the army to advance for a day, and then ran to the southeast and ran wildly all night to avoid Li Rang's cavalry reconnaissance range, hundreds of miles of running, just to catch the Fujian army by surprise.

Seeing the dazed and ignorant Fujian army grain transportation team's dying banner in the sun came into view, the cruel smile on Abdul's rather fat, a bit like a Shar Pei dog drooping face, the last time he attacked the Great Fujian grain transportation team, he was the vanguard, and once took the lead in killing dozens of Fujian troops.

As if recalling the exhilarating sensation of blood splashing on his face, he licked his lips cruelly, and Abdul let out a long howl, and tens of thousands of Arab iron horsemen slammed their mounts from their hiding places, drew their sabers, and rushed forward with a roar.

The shining scimitars emitted a piercing cold light in the strong sun, the Arabic roar of ghosts and wolves, and the smoke and dust of horses' hooves that covered the sky, like mummies crawling out of the desert, the Arab army rushed to the unprepared food convoy with all the horrors, ferocity, and tyranny of the world.

Exactly like the last time he defeated the Min Hou army, Abdul had even foreseen the sound of his scimitar slashing through the throats of these damned infidels, but at this moment, in the shining sun, some black dots with a whistling sound suddenly enlarged in his pupils.

"Throw guns!"

Before Abdul finished exclaiming, the Arab cavalry, which was so arrogant that he didn't even release his bow and arrows, was completely shrouded in the range of heavy throwing spear strikes.

Before the unbelievable Arab cavalry woke up, the originally sheep-like Persian soldiers and the treacherous Armenian mountain soldiers were now howling like wolves and took the initiative to pounce, and in the same fierce roar, the short spears fiercely pierced the horse cavalry, and even the brave Fujian soldiers frantically pounced directly on the horse and smashed the Bedouin knight to the ground.

There are still pensions for those who died on the battlefield, and if they flee, they will be buried alive, especially some of the government soldiers and Caucasian soldiers who have experienced the slaughter of the legion, and would rather face the ferocious hooves of the Arabs than experience a devastating and desperate life-and-death draw.

The ferocity of fighting for their lives blinded the arrogant Arab cavalry.

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A few days later, on the east bank of the Jordan River, hundreds of remnants of the defeated army, thirsty lips cracked, skin bursting, and the dying Bedouin cavalry finally caught up with Hussein's main army, sitting on a small cart dragged by camels, Abdul, who had lost a leg, poured a skin of water into it, and then hugged Hussein and cried.

"Caliph, the last general is sorry for you! I don't know what magic the demon king Min King used, those Persian inferiors and Caucasian barbarians were like crazy, and the last general fought hard with them for a day, killing more than 2,000 of them before these heretics were repulsed, but at this time, the cavalry of the Min army had already wrapped up, and tens of thousands of soldiers, all of them, woo woo woo woo ...... "

Seeing that this usually majestic subordinate was crying like a child at this time, and then looking at the Bedouin knights who were ragged and finally escaped, Hussein sighed deeply again, closed his palms again, and muttered a prayer.

"Allah willing!"

At this time, at the forefront of the long Arab army, a dozen or so cavalrymen suddenly rushed back with great excitement, and even forgot the etiquette, and rushed directly to Hussein more than ten meters before turning over and dismounting, and shouted loudly with great excitement.

"Caliph, ahead, dozens of miles away is the Sea of Galilee, we are going home!"

A little jubilation came out of the cheeks of the Arabs, who were dragging heavy food and were dry and cracked from the sun, and the corners of Hussein's heavy eyes finally showed some relief......