When Sheng Lianshan came back, it was almost one o'clock in the afternoon.

Captain Lu didn't survive in the end, the Arab's long arrow pierced through the back of his chest and shot his lung, plus the infection caused by the poisoning of camel dung in the arrow, it was a miracle that Captain Lu was able to survive all the way back at such a long distance.

However, before he died, this venerable nobody still held on to his last breath and left the information on the strategic map of Li Yexu and Sheng Lianshan.

Because he really couldn't touch the position of the main force of the Arabs, and there were no radars and reconnaissance planes in those days, Li Jie had to use a stupid method to scatter almost all the scout cavalry of all the departments with Damascus as the center.

Li Yexu and Sheng Lianshan's Right Route Army is naturally not an exception, Captain Lu belongs to the Right Qianniu Guard Tabai Battalion, don't think that the scout cavalry is weaker than the main force, in fact, the scouts who can be selected into the army are the most elite soldiers, because these soldiers not only have to defeat the equally strong enemy scouts in one-on-one battles, but also learn how to survive in the wilderness.

However, Captain Lu's more than 100 elite scouts were sent to the Jordan direction to reconnoiter for only three days, but they returned with such a remnant of defeat, and they also brought back extremely unfavorable news.

"What? The Arabs are coming to us! ”

The bull's eyes were round, patting the map, Sheng Lianshan jumped up in disbelief, until he saw Li Yexu's gloomy eyes, and then sat back stupidly.

Worry appeared on his face, and Li Yexu stroked the map with his palm, nodding very heavily.

"Captain Lu encountered thousands of white flags, more than 20 miles of company camps, and it is estimated that the Arab barbarians could not ride more than 100,000, and they gave up half of the Syrian province in a row, but Hussein suddenly came to us, I am afraid that the comers are not good."

"The situation here, brother, I have already sent a pigeon to the king of Min, and sent an additional eight hundred miles to expedite, and now the top priority is where to go for our right army!"

Li Yexu couldn't help but be worried, although he had confidence in his own army, he also knew that now his right army was the most prominent part of the Fujian army, and within a radius of two or three hundred miles, there was no strong Fujian army enough to rescue.

In history, there is indeed a Han Dynasty Li Ling light car 5,000 decisive battle against the Huns more than 100,000 troops, killing tens of thousands, and running out of arrows, but the Arab cavalry at this time is not the simple cavalry of the Huns, Hussein received the technology and culture of Persia and the Eastern Roman Empire, and the equipment is not inferior to the Fujian army, and Hussein himself is also cunning and abnormal, can pacify the Arabs who are almost one-fifth of the whole world, how can it be underestimated?

And Li Yexu now has 50,000 troops, 30,000 are government soldiers, and their combat effectiveness is second to that of Qianniuwei on the left and right, and most of them are foot soldiers.

Fighting a strong enemy alone and riding with infantry is not what Li Yexu wants to see.

Listening to Li Yexu's worried inquiry, he didn't want Sheng Lianshan's reckless man to slap his thigh with a big grin: "What should I do?" Send troops to meet the battle. ”

"Lao Sheng, are you sober, the other party is at least 100,000 to 150,000 elite cavalry of the Arab Empire, you haven't seen the spirit of these desert barbarians fighting for their lives in Dubai City, the top priority is to think about the soldiers, find a place to hold on, and wait for Your Majesty's reinforcements! Are you going to kill more than 50,000 lives of our left and right Qianniuwei and these government soldiers and brothers behind you? Put away your stubborn temper! ”

The situation was so urgent, Li Yexu was also annoyed that he didn't save a little face for Sheng Lianshan, and angrily reprimanded him, who knew that Sheng Lianshan, who was sprayed with saliva, shrugged his shoulders naughtily.

"Brother Li, can you outrun the Arab cavalry?"

Li Yexu, who asked this, was dumbfounded, although the Fujian army had many horses, which was higher than the horse equipment rate of the armies of all dynasties, but it was only limited to one person and two horses, and there were more than 30,000 local government soldiers behind them, and some of them only had mules or donkeys to walk, so they could not outrun the Arab light cavalry with a number of horses.

"Besides, there is no strong city to defend within this radius of a hundred miles, at most a large enclosure, the cavalry will collapse as soon as they rush, it is better to rush forward, in the Lebanese mountains to meet the Arabs, the mountains can also limit the advantage of the Arab light cavalry, and win us a glimmer of life."

Seeing the rugged mountain roads on the map where the Lebanese Mountains went deeper inland, farther away from the rescue, Li Yexu couldn't help but muttered and shook his head.

"You're crazy!"

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Most of the Lebanon Mountains are located in the Lebanon region under the Syrian province, almost parallel to the Mediterranean coast, about 100 miles away from the sea, the whole mountain range is towering and beautiful, the canyon is twisting and turning, and it is a famous mountain with beautiful scenery in West Asia.

But at this time, the Min army had completely neglected to look at the scenery, and since yesterday afternoon they had been anxiously rushing here, marching all night, only resting for less than two hours, and nearly 40,000 soldiers were woken up to dig bunkers and trenches, and everyone was tired and sweating.

"You're a ...... Lose your marbles! ”

With a shovel, he dug out the hard stones from the halfway up the mountain and threw them to the foot of the mountain, Li Yexu, who was sweating profusely, was still chattering endlessly, and when he heard it, he simply hit the shirtless Sheng Lianshan, but he touched his sweaty head and laughed.

"Don't you scholars often say, how often is it rare to be crazy in life? In such a beautiful place, I can go from a horseman in Jinzhong to a general today, even if I die here, what can I do? ”

"I've been crazy all the time, haha!"

With a grinning mouth full of beards, the mountains that were shocked by even the honest laughter of the mountains were shocked, and Li Yexu, who watched it, couldn't help but sway for his heart.

Sheng Lianshan, a simple person, is indeed not as smart as himself, nor is he as full of poetry and books as himself, although the relationship between the two is the best on weekdays, Li Yexu sometimes despises and even is a little jealous of this guy, jealous that this guy is inferior to himself everywhere, but the title and official position are above him.

Now it seems that there is one thing that this guy can't catch up with, and that is this boldness from the ranger.

Anyway, it has come to this point, what's the use of worrying, he raised his thumb at Sheng Lianshan, and Li Yexu himself relaxed, humming a mountain song while briskly rotating a shovel.

There are a lot of immigrants in Guanlong, who may have been inspired by the main general, and I don't know who also hummed the folk songs of northern Shaanxi, and unconsciously, the desolate and sad folk songs floated across the entire hillside.

A trench several miles long and half a meter deep is also taking shape.

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The art of war is like a fire, immobile like a mountain, the Arab light cavalry is definitely the most in line with this art of war in this era, there is no one, two days ago encountered Hussein's main cavalry, the best of these deserts in the afternoon crossed thousands of miles, arrived in the Lebanese mountains.

The earthy yellow desert heroes are like a group of migratory locusts, fighting for hundreds of years, and the various totems representing the glorious history of various tribes are also swaggering in the middle, Islam has given this tenacious nation a unified mind, and the Arab cavalry that has plundered and fought each other in the desert for hundreds of years is like a group of devils to show their sharp claws to the world.

Hussein, dressed in black caliphate robes and wearing a metal mask, did not have any special treatment at all, and simply rode a camel like a small soldier to follow the team, if there was anything special, the Arab guards who followed him were exceptionally strong and strong.

The term caliph has also undergone several changes among the Arabs, from the first leaders of Allah's arrival to the earth, Mu'awiyah, Hassan, and Huj gradually elevated to the title of secular emperor, and now, Hussein seems to have returned it to its roots, reinstating the leaders of the people who rushed outward with the Arabs.

It is also this simplicity that allows the old enemies of Mecca, Medina, Shia, Sunni, and Hawarijite factions to put aside their prejudices and reunite under the banner of the caliphate.

Hussein can be regarded as the most difficult and terrible enemy of Damin.

However, this enthusiasm seems to have gone too far, and while walking, a large group of military aristocrats of the Arab Empire, such as Jabr and Abdul, are still chattering and complaining.

"Caliph, didn't we Arabs unite under the leadership of God last time, and beat the Fujian people to the ground in one go? Now that the entire Hejaz is united under your command, we can fight to the death against the Min people, why are we hiding in Tibet like this? ”

"Nope! No! No! ”

The metal mask mask's voice was a little muffled, but through the iron mask, Hussein's smile could still be seen.

"My predecessors, the kings of various countries, and all the heroes have one thing in common, that is, they believe too much that they can defeat the Min people, so they all fell under the sword of the King of Min one by one."

"The reason why I'm still alive now is that I recognize the gap with Damin! Da Min is not terrible, but like a big tree, it needs to be cut with a knife! ”

Just as a group of tribal leaders were listening to the clouds and mountains and fog, the Bedouin light riders on the front line galloped back anxiously, shouting loudly from a distance.

"Caliph, there is an ambush of the Min people ahead!"

"No, the first axe is coming!"

Looking back in distress, looking at his group of supporters, Hussein's voice was faintly showing a little excitement............