The forces of nature will always be the masters of this world.

Just to the east of China, hundreds of years later, there was a people who relied on the wind of nature to defeat a strong enemy, protect the country, and survive the wave of civilization destruction.

That is the Wa Kingdom, in the overwhelming destruction war of the Mongol army, from the east to the west countless powerful imperial kings and monarchs were crushed under the hooves of the Mongol Great Khan, and even the Western Arab Empire Caliph and the Great Song Emperor of the Eastern Civilization Center died under the trampling of thousands of troops and horses, but a small island country dared to roar at Kublai Khan, the overlord of the world, at this time.

The envoys were killed by the Kamakura shogunate twice, and the enraged Mongol Khan launched two large-scale wars for this purpose and vowed to conquer the Wa Kingdom, but the first time he encountered a typhoon in Kitakyushu and wiped out the entire army, and the second time he encountered a typhoon, hundreds of thousands of people lost more than seven floors, and the Mongols never attacked Japan again.

It is from this origin that Japan named the kamikaze in World War II to resist the aircraft formation organized by the U.S. fleet in a desperate struggle.

In Western Asia, however, there is another people who have already used the storm as a weapon: the Arabs.

In the battle of the Yarmouk River with the Eastern Roman Empire, hundreds of thousands of Roman troops formed a formation fell into a sandstorm, unable to see, unable to cut with a knife, and then this opportunity, ****** to one as ten, bravely attacked the Roman army formation, even if the proud soldiers who had just defeated Sassanid Persia could not resist such an impact, and finally the whole army collapsed, tens of thousands of people were killed, tens of thousands of people drowned in the Yarmouk River, and only a thousand people fled back.

In the decisive battle of Karadia between the Arabs and Sassanid Persia, the ****** battle array was almost collapsed by the impact of the Persian war elephants, and the sudden storm saved the ****** army, and the Persian commander was blown off by the storm and killed by the Arabs, and the hundreds of thousands of Persian troops collapsed.

In the following battle of Nehavand, the invincible Persian ironclad heavy cavalry also lost their sight and became confused because of the sandstorm, and were dismounted by the Arab elite light infantry with spears.

Similarly, sand and dust is also a mortal threat to the Fujian army, and in the previous battle of Acacia, tens of thousands of Fujian troops were also wiped out under the blow of the sandstorm.

So this time, Hussein chose the battlefield here, hoping that the sandstorm would help the Arabs defeat the invincible Damin.

Maybe Hussein's Lord really has a spirit, and God did not disappoint Hussein, although it was a little late, but the scale of the sandstorm that came was unprecedented even in Hussein's life.

Retreat to the Torgan Grand Canyon to escape the storm overnight, and when the Arab army came out again, even the terrain along the way changed, new sand dunes undulated, and some small grassland lakes that were still growing with weeds disappeared without a trace, everything seemed so strange.

This is very good news for the Arab army that has rested and recuperated, and the blow to the Fujian army on such a scale of sand and dust can be imagined.

"Allah willing!"

While riding on a camel and meandering forward, Hussein still clasped his palms together and prayed incessantly, while Abdul, Shehr and other Arab sheikhs next to him were elated and couldn't help shouting at each other.

"Cursed by Satan, this group of damned Min people finally died under the sand!"

"Go back this time, if there are any more Min people alive, Lao Tzu will cut their throats with a scimitar!"

"The sandstorm is so strong, the tobacco of the Min people will not be damaged, right? The first thing I did was to dig out a few boxes and have a good time! ”

"No, the tobacco of the Min people is Lao Tzu's spoils!"

Before returning to the battlefield, several Arab generals actually fought because of the distribution of spoils, and the roar made hundreds of middle- and lower-level chieftains and officers around them all laugh and look at the excitement, although the march of the army was chaotic, but looking at the few bearded men under his command who were blushing and thick-necked, Hussein himself was full of smiles, and he had no intention of blocking at all.

Let's make trouble, they've been through so much stress these days, it's time to vent.

Among so many people, there is a depressed expression on the face of one person, on the one hand, the devastating sandstorm in front of him is indeed convincing, but on the other hand, Gamal has no bottom in his heart, the other party is the king of Min, the king of Min who creates miracles!

In the battle ten years ago, Gamal once led tens of thousands of cavalry to chase Li Jie, and chased him to the edge of the Dead Sea.

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

King Min did fulfill his oath, not only did he return, but he also pressed the Arab Empire to its current crumbling position, and although the caliph's plan has succeeded, fear still lingers in Gamal's heart.

What if Allah's wrath does not defeat the Min army?

In the whole army, only Gamar was still worried, and the rest, up to the caliph imam, and the ordinary nomadic cavalry below, everyone was immersed in joy, some talked and laughed, and some even planned how to recover Damascus, how to plunder Antioch, how to bring picturesque Mesopotamia into the sleeves of the Arabs again, and even to sack the legendary Jingshi, Chang'an, and Fuzhou, and plant the banner of the stars and moons to the easternmost part of the world.

In such a state of mind, the Arab cavalry stopped and stopped, set off in the morning, and arrived on the bank of the Yarmouk River until almost noon, seeing that the results of their plan were about to be revealed in front of them, even Hussein, who was as plain as water in his heart, couldn't help but be excited, and led more than ten generals to the front line to be the first to witness the wreckage of the Fujian army.

A new little sand dune appeared not far from the river, full of excitement, Hussein ran up with his camel, not even wearing his usual mask, looking down excitedly, but at first glance, he felt that his blood was going to freeze cold.

"How is that possible!"

Then Abdul, who ran up, screamed directly and incredibly, the weather at this time had just experienced a sandstorm, the heat was sweating, and the generals who ran up were like being in the coldest snow valley in the Caucasus Mountains, and the cold was heartwarming.

Under the small sand dunes, the magnificent unabated Fujian army is lined up on the riverbank, the black banner, the infantry array, and the elite cavalry group, just like yesterday's sandstorm, can not be seen at a glance, magnificent and shocking.

Hussein was facing the Great Min ironclad cavalry, and vaguely seemed to be able to see the one-armed general wrapped in steel heavy armor at the forefront smiling fiercely, waving his scimitar and roaring loudly.

"Entering the !!"

The Min army approached like a shadow of the sun on the horizon, but the Arab troops who rushed to the dunes one after another did not have the slightest fighting spirit, only the terrified screams of the Arab sergeants who rushed up the hills.

"How is this possible?"

"Are the Min people ghosts? Such a powerful sandstorm didn't kill them? ”

"O Allah! Have you abandoned your believers? ”

A cavalryman jumped off his horse, knelt on the hot sand, and wept loudly, and soon the cry spread throughout the army, and countless desert barbarians who shed blood and turned around without crying wept bitterly and wept incessantly.

"Devil, everything is an illusion of the devil, you are all devils! It's all the devil! An Arab soldier with a nervous breakdown drew his scimitar and slashed around as if he were crazy, and several of his comrades were hacked to death in the blink of an eye, and then a soldier who also collapsed howled and slashed off his head.

Chaos and cannibalism were entangled in the Arab army, which was full of hope a few minutes ago, and before the Min army could fight, the sacred banner of the stars and moons had been thrown everywhere, and the flesh and blood of their own people were flying, and at the edge, countless collapsed cavalry galloped wildly, flying away from the battlefield, I am afraid that they would not have the courage to pick up a knife again in their lives.

His hands were shaking, his body was shaking, he wanted to open his mouth, his tongue was shaking, his fingernails were digging into his flesh, and it took a while for Hussein to force himself to turn around calmly, intending to fulfill his last duty as a caliph, the leader and protector of all ****** military.

"Generals, draw your weapons and let us do the last ............ for the glory of the Lord"

However, before he finished speaking, Hussein suddenly felt a chill behind him, and he turned his head in disbelief.

"You ............"