A short distance further is the Euphrates, after which at the speed of the Arab light cavalry can reach Edessa in two or three days, and the opponent is the Great Min, and even these Arabs, who claim to be the pride of the sky, are not sure that they will be able to retreat with their whole body, and on the last night before entering the Great Plains, the commanders who are as iron-blooded as Bedouin, full of nostalgia, ordered to rest for one night in the familiar sands of the Nefd Desert.XshuOTXt.CoM

The dry and warm yellow sand, the prickly camel thorns, the camels and the war horses are surrounded by twos and threes to form a wind-blocking wall, and a bonfire is lit with dry camel dung in the middle of the wall, relying on the camels lying on the ground, and the nomads in the desert are also slowly falling asleep with nostalgia and tiredness.

I don't know who has trouble sleeping, the melodious sound of the oud piano keeps echoing back and forth between the singing sands, as if an indomitable desert soul is constantly shouting back and forth in this dry and desolate place.

Not far from the sand valley where the Arabs were encamped, a pair of binoculars were constantly patrolling the Arab camp under the dunes.

There are at least dozens of generals who can fight in Damin, and there are more than ten of them who can be called famous generals, but in the desert battle, the first one sent is Li Rang, the king of Hezhong County, who no one can imagine.

Power is the most changeable, in the hot and desolate Arabian Peninsula for more than half a year, Li Rang has already lived up to the weak scholar of the year, the slightly round cheeks that originally looked elegant have also become thin and angular, more sharp, buckled under the helmet carved with fierce beasts, a pair of eyes especially have a killing intent.

In a year and a half, Li Rangke was tossed enough, facing the biggest crisis in his life after his second rise.

First of all, Li Jie recalled Anna, took away his political crutch, and experienced Li Chou's acacia defeat, forcing Li Rang to personally come out of the layers of deep mansions, personally select, figure out, and decide on the abilities of various officials and generals under his command, the contradictions between each other, and ponder his own employment skills.

Before Li Rang could come out of the shadow of the defeat of the acacia, a second round of disasters weighed on him, first the Tibetan invasion, and then Li Jin's complete control of the river, occupying Li Rang's lair.

Not only could he not go back, but the biggest impact on Li Rang was that the taxes from the Silk Road were gone.

The Silk Road has carried thousands of years of economic and cultural exchanges between the East and the West, and even if Li Jie's rise opened up the Maritime Silk Road, the taxes and trading profits of this golden old road are still equivalent to one-fifteenth of the huge treasury revenue of Fujian.

With this money, Li Rangcai extravagantly supported the 50,000 Hezhong Iron Army, and also supported a huge staff system.

The loss of the river made Li Rang, who had always been a big spender, have to taste how to live a hard life, and had no choice but to cut the army expansion plan by more than half, and the scribes and Qingke were also dismissed, leaving only some that are really useful for government affairs, and at the same time, Li Rang, who has always been a gentleman, also had to learn how to deal with those merchants who were disgusted and derogatory in the teachings of the saints.

In the most difficult time, Li Rang even had to take out the treasures collected by the palace and sell them in exchange for the exquisite weapons and armor produced in Beitianzhu, and he once condescended to crowd with the big merchants in order to occupy a place in the crowded Shangjing merchant alliance, and talked about the copper smelly things that he disdained to talk about, but the most unacceptable thing for him was his mother's eldest grandson weaving to support his kindness by using the queen's own money to withdraw money and silk.

For more than a year in Mesopotamia, he was recuperating in Mesopotamia, and in order to escape his mother's embarrassing love, Li Rang spent most of his time in the desert, with Al Maigai, Maher and other Arab chiefs who had taken refuge in him on camels.

People were really forced out, deep into the desert to fight more than 100 big battles and small battles, the most difficult time Li let himself not drink water for two days, under the hard fighting, now restructured into the Upper Arabian Protectorate Li Rang's subordinates finally broke through the Hanifa Valley, captured the Arab sheikh Bosman who betrayed the Great Min in Riyadh, and escorted him to the street of Tessiphon to be beheaded.

Now Li Rang has also survived, almost all the Arab tribes in the entire Nefud Desert have fallen at his feet, and the Yemeni Caliph and the Sultan of Oman also recognize Li Rang's power, this time Li Jie has the entire Damin and its clans and tribes, Yemen and Oman have 30,000 Arab light cavalry standing here as Li Rang.

However, Li Rang's biggest harvest is estimated to have tasted the bitterness and loneliness that match the sweet taste of power.

Under the telescope, the dark eyes were like torches, Li Rang stared coldly and emotionlessly at the unsuspecting Arab army in front of him, and the yellow sand-colored cover on his head kept sliding down on his face, but Li Rang was unconscious.

I don't know how long I watched it, but the look of disappointment continued to show on Li Rang's cheeks, and finally he simply pulled the telescope to his chest in annoyance.

Seeing his movements, a crisp and cold voice sounded beside him.

"Your Highness, there are no 200,000 people at all, at most there are only 20,000 people!"

It was a woman who spoke, the last time she appeared in public as an Islamic according to Li Jie's wishes, she was taught by Li Jieyan, Li Rang seemed to understand the fun of women, and it was a coincidence that not long after returning to Dubai, Li Rang, who personally led the troops to fight, got this woman after breaking a rebellious tribe.

The Arab tribes conquered Persia, conquered the Roman provinces of the East, and countless rich and noble people from the conquered regions were sold as slaves throughout the Arabian Peninsula, and this woman was the descendant of these captive slaves, the descendants of the Greeks, but unlike other slaves, this woman was still wild and untamed in the second generation.

Li Rang still remembers the first time he saw this guy, the woman's clothes were torn, she had an iron chain around her neck, she was left by her Arab master in the strong sun, her hair was messy, and she couldn't see her appearance.

A sword cut the chain around her neck, and Li Rang casually dropped another bag of water, who knew that the woman staggered and followed her. Until now, Li Rang didn't know what her name was, and he didn't bother to ask her what her name was, so he simply gave her a code name, Kite!

The kite is a kind of eagle, used to hunt foxes on the grassland, this woman is worthy of this code name, under the neatly groomed bangs, the sharp pupils in the dark purple eyeshadow are just swept around, and the approximate number is reported in blunt Tang language.

Listening to this amount, Li Rang couldn't help but show a look of annoyance again.

His Hezhong army did not set out from Ctesiphon with Li Jie, and the king of Min painstakingly tried his best to cover him from the edge of the desert to the Syrian border, in order to ambush Hussein's main force, and Li Rang's task, even if he did not defeat Hussein, would give him a painful wound, in that case, even if Hussein still stubbornly joined the Eastern Roman army, it would also bury divisions and suspicions.

These two things are the medicine that tears apart all alliances!

But now, the Arabs have played this trick, and it is no wonder that Li Rang is suspicious.

After hesitating for a while, Li Rang said gloomily: "Come on, the flying pigeon will send a message to King Min Xingying and report the situation here!"

"Then, Your Highness, what about these people?"

The one who spoke was wearing a ruby turban and a large white beard on the other side, and had taken refuge in Ziyad, the former Kufa Sultan under Li Rang.

Seeing that he was still a little unbearable to point to the Arab army under the hill, Li Rang's eyes suddenly revealed unprecedented violence.

"Your Majesty entrusted Lone to ambush here, of course he killed!"

Listening to Li Rang's murderous words, the kite's purple eyes couldn't help but reveal a touch of heartfelt excitement.

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The sound of the oud played in the hands of the Arabian falconer who was on guard suddenly stopped abruptly, and a pair of narrow eyes looked into the distance suspiciously, and then the falconer quickly lay on the already cold sand, listened attentively, and listened for a while, the falconer got up anxiously, and was about to turn around and run towards the camp, but the figure that suddenly appeared behind him made his pupils dilate to the extreme, and a pair of purple eyes were reflected in his eyes.

Poof~ The gem-encrusted Persian short sword spurted out of the falconer's neck with a cloud of blood, completely suppressing the cry in his throat.

With unforgettable hatred and contempt, she flicked her dagger, and the kite tightened her earthy yellow cloak again, and touched forward like a ghost.

Behind her, the Min army, densely covered with earthy yellow cloaks, crawled forward like migrating killer ants in the desert.

Puff ~ Puff ~ A series of blood sprayed on this crawling route.

In the windshield surrounded by camels, a Medina knight rolled uncomfortably, and there was always a drowning suffocation feeling entangled, and finally, after turning his body a few times in a row, the Arab rider still opened his eyes, and the next second, a more nightmarish scene reflected his pupils.

Under the light of the fire that the camel dung had not yet been extinguished, several ghost shadows wearing yellow cloaks but with black skin were wielding snowy scimitars and silently slashing their comrades of the same clan, the suffocation was the blood spurting from the necks of the blood relatives of the same tribe around him, and as he opened his eyes, the black shadow who had just killed his teammates suddenly turned his head, and a pair of cruel green pupils happened to meet him.

"Ah......h

Half of the screams came to an abrupt end, but it was enough to arouse the already nervous Arabian riders, like mushrooms after rain, one by one the riders hurriedly got up in the bloody air, and after a moment of consternation, they drew their scimitars and murdered the uninvited guests who had invaded the edge of the camp.

As if he turned a blind eye to the murderous aura of the Arabs rushing in his face, his right hand reached out like lightning, and the Arab rider who pounced on his side immediately spurted blood from his neck, and fell backwards, still so dull and silent, the kite was silent and killed the crowd.

Under the cold light of the moon, in the huge Arab camp, the night raiders melted into it like a drop of ink, but the liquid that blended the two was red!