The drum surface shook violently, and the arm-thick drumsticks and the thick cowhide drum surface fought each other desperately as if they were not sharing the same hatred, and the sound waves even shook the dust on the city wall and fell downward.

Around this, the shocking drums still could not suppress the shouts of the warriors like boiling water, the October sun with the last viciousness and weakness of the scorching earth, under the strong sun, neat as a cloud of black phalanxes lined up under the city, the shield soldiers beat the shields, the spearmen's guns smashed on the ground, everyone's thirsty mouth, but they were screaming with all their might.

"Kill, kill!"

Amid the fierce flag-waving and shouting of all the sergeants, in the wilderness in front of Basra, fierce fighting on the southern front was in full swing.

About six or seven thousand elite Arab cavalry were wrapped in the Yemeni camel infantry, roaring wildly, trampling on the dried autumn grass, and facing them, the Min cavalry of one town charged fiercely in the middle, and the elite infantry of about four provinces lined up on both sides to follow the slow advance.

Like a tough shield, the spear array stretched out in front was as unstoppable as a hedgehog, and the camel infantry from Yemen on the opposite side had to sacrifice camels to resist, relying on the corpses of camels to block the footsteps of the Fujian infantry, and then took advantage of this gap to rush into the tight Great Min army formation, slashed and killed for a while among the spearmen, and finally were killed by the protective sword and shield soldiers in the array.

Blood was spilling all the time, and people were screaming and falling almost every minute, especially the Chinese army that was in contact with the Arabs, the two elite cavalry kept hedging and fighting back and forth, and in the crowded crowd, they also tried their best to maintain their speed. Speed is two gods, both for the Min cavalry and the enemy Nefta desert cavalry.

God of War and Death!

The desert environment in Mesopotamia and central Arabia is particularly harsh, and the hardened cavalry is also particularly fierce, almost everyone seems to know what death is, and when the two horses meet, it is completely like fighting to the death, and the Persian heavy cavalry spear in his hand fiercely goes straight to the opposite door.

The Min cavalry is not easy to mess with, the spirit of tolerance of the Tang Dynasty has created the most extensive territory in Chinese history, with this spirit rushed out of the Chinese Min army, and continued to absorb all the major ethnic groups in Asia, Turkic, Tiele, Yueshi, and Tatar people wear a kind of battle robe, and the long-trained Guanzhong athletes are even more unwilling to be reluctant, and the majestic spirit makes these river iron armies also fearless.

The sophisticated standard weapons and armor made them even more powerful, and the wielding of the horse lance was fierce, which would surely bring out a large string of blood flowers.

The center of the forefront of the battle array is also the most fierce position of the entire battlefield, the vanguard will hunt and hunt and fly, around the flag, the blood of the fight almost dyes the body of the flag guard, and the horse lance in the hands of a black-armored general in front of everyone is like a poisonous dragon, struggling left and right, and the oncoming desert cavalry is all screaming and falling off the horse, and there is no enemy.

Watching Na Min kill the warriors of his clan like a meat grinder, full of rage, another desert god drove a camel to the face fiercely, and the mace waved high was all with afterimages.

It's a pity that the Min general who faced it didn't even put his eyelids on it, slightly prostrate his body and lightly kicked the war horse, and passed through it before the mace fell, and hit the air with all his strength, and the strong Arab man was uncomfortable and wanted to vomit blood.

On the battlefield, there is often only one chance, and before the strong Arab man who had estimated the wrong time to attack withdrew his weapon, the deadly wind had already sounded from the back of his head.

The round hammer hanging under the head of the horse's lance burst another head with elasticity, and Xue Ne raised the tail of the lance expressionlessly, and gently slashed the throat that the Persian chain mail of the Nefta cavalry who had come to pick up the cheap Nefta cavalry was not protecting.

"Well done!"

Looking at this scene, Sheng Lianshan, who was holding the left army in the rear, was red with excitement, clapping his hands, and Li Yexu on the side also admitted with jealousy that the Xue family's marksmanship was indeed better than his Li family's horse lance method.

It is no wonder that Li Jing is good at strategic command and is not a brave general who charges into battle, but Xue Li is, and the best skills are often handed down by battlefield survivors like him.

"No wonder the king of Hezhong County would rather take out a thousand iron cavalry to supplement your and our army, and also change this kid to the past, look at it this way, our sixteen guards are at a loss."

Looking at the battlefield in the distance, Li Yexu hugged his arms and muttered sourly.

His neck was about to be sour, and he couldn't wait to go into battle in person, and he was excited for a long time with red eyes, Sheng Lianshan turned back to Li Ye in annoyance and shouted: "I said Brother Li, it's been three or four days since you fought like this, when will we replace the main forces on the field and pinch and blow up the eggs of this group of desert barbarians!"

"Wait! Lao Tzu is about to come out of the bird! ”

A big mouth buzzed, his beard flew up, Sheng Lianshan shouted dissatisfiedly, and Li Yexu picked his ears lightly.

"The king of the river is the chief manager, he doesn't give the order to fight, you urgently have a bird?"

"Oh, I'm dying, the king of Hezhong County is young, and he doesn't look decisive at all, he really isn't a gentleman!"

Listening to the old partner around him, Li Yexu was also quite speechless, in fact, he was largely promoted by him.

Rome was not built in a day, and the battle was not fought in a day.

These gathered in front of you are the most elite Arab army in western West Asia, almost these armies, defeating half of the Persian Empire, the combat effectiveness can not be underestimated, and the ambitious Fujian army does not want to defeat these Arabs, from Li Rang to Li Yexu, what they want is to annihilate and destroy them, Yemen and Oman in the south no longer have the power to unify under one banner, and it will be much easier for the follow-up Fujian army to advance.

Now, Guo Beifeng's 10,000 cavalry is moving from the southern desert to the rear of Saladin's army in front of him, and the current battle formation, Li Chou's cavalry of the left army is also staring at the gap of the Arabs on the opposite side all the time.

However, up to now, the battle formation of the Arabs is still as stable as ever, so the test of patience of the commanders of the two armies must continue, just like two supreme swordsmen, who loses first.

Originally, the character was not radical, Li Rang was calm enough, and continued to wait quietly, the left army Li Yexu passed on from Li Jing's teachings, and was like a cold-blooded and quiet poisonous snake, although on this day, Xue Ne led his subordinates to press the Nefta cavalry again and again, and killed its brave generals several times, the Min army was still calmly stationed under the city of Basrajian, and did not attack indiscriminately.

The blood-boiling slaughter continued until the sun set in the west, half of the sun had sunk into the distant desert, and the Fujian army retreated in the unfavorable environment of the eastern sunshine, and the exhausted Arabs were also unable to pursue, and led the camels back to the camp with scars, ending the day's bloodshed.

In the evening, the Red Gourd Team of the Fujian Army and the Arab imam priests silently kept their heads silently in understanding, receiving the wounded on the battlefield and collecting the corpses of their own soldiers.

It's just that before leaving, looking back at the Arab camp that was as stable as Mount Tai, a question suddenly popped up in Li Yexu's mind.

Min came to the aid in a big way, even if Saladin was kicked in the head by a donkey, he knew that he couldn't beat Basra, he was not in a hurry to retreat and escape, what supported him to attack Basra so calmly?

With this doubt, Li Yexu thought about returning to the Damin military camp, which was getting darker and darker.

In the middle of the Zagros Mountains, a dangerous mountain pass.

Since ancient times, it has been a battleground for soldiers, the ancient Persian Empire originated from here, and finally conquered Mesopotamia, the Assyrian Empire, the Jewish Kingdom, annexed Asia Minor in later Turkey, and even the Aegean Sea.

However, since Alexander the Great destroyed Persia, for more than a thousand years, it has not returned to the strength of the former Persian Empire, until now.

It was also on camels that they carried full of blankets, and the Persian people who came out of Khorasan sweated profusely and transported bags of weapons, grain and grass to the front line.

After the confrontation with the Arab Empire, the trade in the Persian Gulf was reduced by half, and the Fujian army and navy did not have a foothold in the west of the Zagros Mountains.

The grain convoy from Posistin almost blocked the middle road in the Zagros Mountains.

Human beings are really a miracle in the history of evolution, and only the human empire can gather such a great force in such a short period of time, and in half a month, the huge warehouses filled with rice grain and equipment supplies are densely covered with the piedmont plains of the West Zagros Mountains like mushrooms after rain.

In a warehouse at the westernmost end, in the envious and almost jealous shouts of the garrison guarding the warehouse, wagons loaded with heavy supplies headed west.

Nowadays, the composition of the Confucian soldiers is not so simple, all too students, after the battle of Shiraz, the main forces of several disabled prefectures were simply supplemented into the Confucian soldiers, and many veterans who have been soldiers for several years have added a lot of backbone to the Confucian soldiers.

Many of the people who came to supply were the original government soldiers, full of heavy armor and feather arrows, four sets of military uniforms, and the amount of fruits and vegetables and dried meat was so sufficient that they could not be moved.

The student soldiers, who don't know the cost of firewood and rice, are a little absent-minded.

Song Fat Man is riding a horse with his head stuffed and walking at the front of the whole army, don't look at his usual frolic, but he is the most responsible at the critical moment, his chubby face is full of seriousness, and he is majestically patrolling left and right.

Behind him, a chattering voice was noisy.

"Our Confucian soldiers are the first-class corps of the Great Min Empire! The Battle of Basra, such a decisive battle that decided the course of the war, actually left us behind, and it was unbearable for others!! ”