Fortunately, even after learning the defensive and counterattacking tactics of the Great Min, the tactical thinking of the Arabs still stayed in the white-knuckle warfare of large-scale group attacks, which did not conform to the strategic purpose of trench warfare to protect themselves and consume the enemy.

Before the start of the war, Li Jie already had the consciousness of saying that this war would be a war of attrition.

Most of the arrows raining down were stuck on the big shield on his back, and the sparse skirmish line formation protected the death squad fighters well, but this did not mean that there was no danger, just like just now, with a sigh, the heavy ballista projectile was the shield on the back of the Sogdian warrior beside Yao Geluo, and the almost crisp sound of bone breaking sounded at the same time as the dull sound of impact, slightly turning his head, Yao Geluo watched the mouth spurt blood and internal organ fragments, and the bowling ball flew out.

The bluffed medicine Geluo's heart was beating wildly, and he used up all his strength to eat, and ran forward desperately.

Some of the death squad were hit by arrows in the legs, and pounced on the ground, and then the arrows like rain densely pierced his legs, so that the Fujian soldiers let out a cruel and terrible scream, and some forgot to bow their heads halfway through, and the heavy arrows pierced into the back of the head in a daze, and the arrows in the sky were no less than the rain of bullets in later generations, and about 100 people were either injured or killed in front of the position, and the casualty rate was one-fifth.

If it's not dangerous, you won't need death squads! The opportunity for huge sacrifices is also unprecedented, nearly more than 5,000 Arabs have emerged in less than a few miles, and there are more than 100 ballistas and trebuchets, which are simply a feat in the eyes of the Fujian army.

Different from Qi Jiguang's tiger squat cannon, Damin's tiger squat cannon is more similar to the mortars of later generations, which can adjust the height of the two grabs, and in the projectile of more than 50 degrees, the dense fist-sized projectiles with a sharp whistling sound that makes the scalp tingle, fiercely plunged into the position of the Arabs with their heads exposed.

It's exactly the same as the mythical Doomsday Judgment, in the sound of puff,

And this is only the first wave, after picking up the tiger squat cannon and knocking out the cannon fodder inside, the soldiers of the Fujian army quickly launched the second wave, the third wave, the bee-like sound almost never stopped, in just a few minutes, five thousand projectiles poured on the heads of the Arabs, when the fifth round was launched, the first line of the Arab Empire's trenches that had just returned to the head of the silkworms, the middle of the second and third lanes directly became dead silence.

A wound was torn from the corner of Aladur's mouth to his ear, but he had no time to care about such a tragic wound, his ears were buzzing, and he looked at the disgraced corpses of his fellow clans in the trench in disbelief, countless people were covered with wounds, wriggling on the ground in pain, some retracted in time, and a few pieces of metal were inserted in their backs, but people were frightened and stupid.

Not only the sergeants at the front, but even the Arab generals who commanded the battle behind were dumbfounded, Hussein muttered the name of Allah, and the two rows of big teeth of the hashib were all exposed.

"Cross the sea without sinking, and return to King's Landing!"

The muttered Arabic whisper of shock sounded behind him, causing the lame Abdul to turn his head in astonishment and ask in astonishment.

"What did you say, Gamal?"

"No, nothing!" A rather sturdy and old Arab general who came to his senses quickly shook his head heavily, but the shock in his eyes could not be eliminated.

At this time, Hussein turned his head suddenly, with an extremely gloomy voice in his voice, and quickly ordered anxiously: "Immediately send the order, and the sergeant is not allowed to stand up and fight back like this again!" ”

"But what if the Min people use a small force to throw Greek fire and burn our soldiers?"

Needless to say, before Abdul's words fell, the shouts of killing sounded again in the Fujian army's formation, and the Fujian army's death squad, which was pulled into a skirmish line, was full of 1,000 people this time, and under the leadership of Yao Geluo, they once again rushed towards the Arab trench with a shield.

Seeing this scene, Hussein gritted his teeth and roared like a beast: "Could it be that the Min people have warriors who dare to die, but we Arabs and God's believers don't have them?" Tell the warriors at the front to die for the holy war, the glory of heaven is waiting for them, rush out of the trenches, and intercept the Min people! ”

All the Arab generals who heard this were trembling, and Hussein was also about to start taking human lives.

If they could go to heaven after dying in the holy war, what would they resist? simply rushed up and let the Fujian people kill them all, and everyone was happy. However, the battle situation was forced to such a point, even if they were distressed, they had to go up, and a group of generals looked at each other a few times, dispersed, returned to their own clan, and began to transfer the most courageous soldiers in the clan.

At this time, Yao Geluo had already rushed into the first section of the trench that had been undefended with his daredevils, and in the roar, countless fire oil canisters were thrown to the position of the Arabs, the shield of the Min army and the fire oil canister were designed quite exquisitely, the shield was breaded with iron, and it was soft and light nanmu, and the shield looked like a heavy shield was actually not too heavy, and the spine of the shield was still a girl-shaped tree fork, and it happened that a large slingshot exposed the top of the shield, and the legs could shoot far away after being inserted into the ground and kicking the shield with both legs.

The canister is also special, the mouth of the canister is stored with tinder, the bottom of the canister is full of kerosene, it can't be touched in the hand, but it can be thrown on the ground, the fierce canister will immediately burn fiercely, dozens of canisters are thrown into the thing, and the Arab sergeants in the trench who came to reinforce on the left and right immediately screamed and retreated.

But before Yao Geluo led the death squad to expand the results of the battle and crawled towards the second trench, suddenly the fierce Arabic shouting and scolding above his head suddenly came, Yao Geluo hurriedly raised his head, and as soon as the sun dimmed, a tall and strong young Bedouin man had already pounced on him.

"For the Lord! Die! ”

Just pressed on Yao Geluo's body, the Bedouin's sharp scimitar went straight to Yao Geluo's throat and wiped it fiercely, and his right hand grabbed his hand that cut into his throat, Yao Geluo also had blue tendons on his head, and saw that the sharp Damascus scimitar blade was about to cut through Yao Geluo's throat, but the blood spurted out first.

His eyes became dim, and he muttered to the Lord before he died, and the young Bedouin man's hand holding the knife finally drooped weakly, flipped the corpse aside, pulled out a sharp and incomparable three-edged thorn from the man's chest, shook his head with emotion, shook off the viscous blood in his hand, and then Yao Geluo held the thorn upside down again, and stabbed it into the back of the other man who was on the side and himself.

Slashing and stabbing to death, in such a narrow trench battle, the commandos are almost all equipped with hand crossbows and triangular thorns.

The awakened Arabs threw more troops into battle, and the Min continued to increase their troops, invading the Arab positions like sponge ink, crowded into narrow trenches, and the brutality of hand-to-hand combat was beyond imagination, sometimes stacked corpses blocked the trenches.

On the head, the Arabs' ballistae, catapults are also used more carefully, and they immediately push back regardless of whether they hit or not, and in order to deal with them, the Fujian army's brigade also had to stick closer, and the tiger squatted and placed the cannon flat, specializing in sniping these ballistas and the like, and the projectiles whistling above their heads came and went.

In the back, the Arabs' counterweight trebuchet finally couldn't bear the loneliness and began to attack, this time the projection was not only the weak burning camel dung, but also the tanks of fierce fire oil, the sudden burst of onslaught The large army of the Fujian army was also embarrassed, hundreds of people fell into the fire and screamed all over the ground, forcing the Fujian army to also transport more than a dozen general cannons out of the trench, chasing those counterweight trebuchets to fight, and the larger flowering bombs kicked up pieces of ash and dust in the Arab army formation, Hussein and his group of elders had to hide under the trench to watch the battle.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, the Arabs who had already broken through the five trenches and were beaten to the center of the military formation by the Fujian finally could not support it, and 40,000 elite Arab cavalry were shot out on both wings, and they rushed to the four guards supported by the Fujian army's artillery in the rear road, forcing the four guards who were loosely formed to shrink, and at the same time, more than 10,000 impatient ironclad cavalry who had been waiting for a long time responded to the battle in two directions with the same momentum, and the cavalry battle could be regarded as slowing down the speed of the Fujian army's breakthrough.

The melee between the two armies lasted until more than four o'clock in the afternoon, seeing that the sun was in the west, and it was impossible to break through the Arab army formation today, Li Jie finally ordered the withdrawal of troops, and in the desolate bull's horn and the sharp sound of gold, more than 4,000 death squads that had fought with the enemy in the trench for more than a day were finally pardoned, dragging their shields and climbing out of the trenches, and withdrawing from the rear army tiredly.

Seeing that the four guards of the Fujian army converged with the death squad and retreated, and the Arab cavalry who went out to fight also hurriedly retreated, the battlefield of the two armies that had been dusty for a day was finally exposed again under the iron hooves and horse boots.

Under the reflection of the blood-colored remnant sun, the entire land and the flowing Yamouk River seemed to be covered with a layer of bloody light, and the corpses fell on the battlefield horizontally, and the viscous blood soaked the earth softly, looking at the bright red corpses on the ground, even Li Jie couldn't help but feel melancholy.

Qianqiu hegemony is tired of white bones, and it is true!

Just when Li Jie was also emotional, suddenly there was a commotion from the already calm battlefield, and the soldiers were stunned to lie on the fence in front of the trench and look around, but saw a group of Arabs fiercely and brutally carrying more than 100 seriously wounded Fujian army death squads rushed out of the trench.

Although the Great Min took advantage of it today, it must have been the side that took the initiative to attack, and the exhausted death squads still left some of the wounded who had passed out or were exhausted on the battlefield, and in the remorse or panic shouts of those death squads, the Arabs threw these wounded on the ground, and the spears and scimitars cut them without a head or brain, and they were actually killed prisoners on the spot.

The soldiers of the Min army, who were still hoping that the Great Min could redeem or save the captives, were immediately shocked, and the sound of anger like a wave roared in the camp of the Min army.

Li Jie put down the telescope and got off the command platform silently, the Arabs killed the prisoners not only expected, but even because of him and Wang Xuance, Li Ji's hand pushed, deliberately left a box of cigarette butts to provoke the Arabs, after all, even if it is as strong as Da Min, it is impossible to pay a huge price to redeem the captives every day, and sometimes, those who become big things have to be ruthless to their own people.

Li Rang, who handled this, naturally understood the joints, and when he saw Li Jie walking off the lookout, Li Rang greeted him silently and made a gesture.

"In the evening, take your people up." Li Jie, who was in a bad mood, casually commanded, and plunged into the mobile palace.

Now all this is fighting for himself, Li Rang seems to have learned the cruelty of power earlier, listening to the angry shouts of the front camp, Li Rang did not have the slightest impact, turned his head coldly, and looked at the Arab camp in the sunset opposite with cold eyes, and in his eyes, there was slowly a cold killing intent.