cpa300_4(); If the Arabs of Yemen and Oman want to establish themselves in the fertile crescent of Mesopotamia, the first thing they need to face is the city of Kufa, which they have captured, and for Saladin and their poor relatives in Monan of the Arabian Peninsula, the Abbasids clearly focused on defense, setting up heavy troops in Basra and Kufa, and recruiting the children of Mecca Medina for defense. "≤ reads the "≤ book" ≤ pavilion,, visit.

Among them, the Arab Empire relied most on the governor of Kufa, Ziyad, who was from the Umayyad family and even the half-brother of Mu'awiyah, but Ziyad's mother was a prostitute, and her humble background made her not recognized by the Umayyad family.

However, it was precisely because of this rejection that Ziyad escaped during the political purge, and because the remnants of the Mecca nobility had to take refuge in him, Houjie began to woo him and secure him the position of governor of Kufa.

Ziyad had about 20,000 Mecca soldiers in his hands, most of whom were veterans who had participated in the great expansion of the empire and defeated the two major empires of Persia and Byzantium, and Hou Jie allocated him an excessive amount of money and grain every year, as well as the rich agricultural and handicraft production of Mesopotamia.

In the past few years before the invasion of Damin, Saladin has fought with Ziyad a lot, and he still loses more than he wins, and Saladin's desire to obtain an enclave in the later Iraq region has been rejected by Ziyad. Saladin crossed the desert to invade Iraq in the autumn and winter of each year, and when the spring and summer heat were scorching, the Yemenis retreated to Monan Ziyad and regained a lot of the lost border areas, and saw each other year after year.

Saladin, who was so deadlocked, swore in public more than once that he would kill Ziyad.

At this time, when he was most depressed, let him go to Ziyad? It's worse than killing him.

However, the back road has been blocked, and under the blockade of Qi Yade and the pursuit of the Min people, they fled across the desert and returned to Monan? Of the 60,000 or 70,000 people outside the gate, it can be regarded as Allah's blessing to be able to flee back, and you don't see that Mu'awiyah's army of more than 100,000 people was forced into the Nefud desert by the Fujianese, less than half of the way to Yemen, and less than 5,000 people fled back to Damascus, and most of them died of thirst in the cruel desert and became a dry skeleton.

Outside the door, you can still faintly hear the boiling cheers of the desperate army of Fujian people on the other side of the river, at this time the half of the camel in front of you has been completely roasted, exuding the fragrance of oil, but the more than twenty desert heroes who bowed their heads have no appetite at this time, and they are all thinking about the way back.

Faintly appeared in my mind passing through the depths of the Nefde desert, the dry bones I saw, the thirst of the entire legion and the entire tribe in the desert, the corpses of people and camels sunburned without a trace of moisture superimposed together, and the dead corpses at the very edge were still round with sunburned eyes, looking at the distance I don't know if it was a mirage or what, desperately stretching out their arms and shouting, Berke shuddered when he thought about it.

Carrying a camel's leg, under the envious gaze of the passing soldiers, Becker swayed to his tent with blank eyes.

On the other side of the river, after cheering, the Fujian army was busy again, a door was black hole, and the cast iron Fujian cannon shining in the sun began to be carried to the bank of the river by the sergeants.

Even if they don't know anything about military engineering, the Bedouin cavalry looking across the river bank can still imagine how the infantry and cavalry of the Min people will quickly pass through this behemoth pontoon bridge and kill to the other side once the attack begins.

The seemingly dangerous Shatt al-Arab has no effect at all.

An air of despair permeated the whole army, and more people gathered the tribes who had escaped from Basra in the center, and listened to their exaggerated accounts of how terrible the Min army was, and how terrible it was, and how powerful it was, and how invulnerable it was.

On weekdays, the fierce officers do not stop them, they have more sense of smell than ordinary people, and many of them have secretly prepared how to escape their lives, where do they still have the heart to manage the army.

However, in a heap of people, a large group of tribal soldiers were gathered around a defeated soldier like a star arch moon, listening to him spitting and boasting about how invincible the Tang people were, making excuses for their failures, coldly, and a pair of hands opened several pairs of shoulders that were crowded together.

"Are the Min people really so terrible?"

The hoarse voice, with a slightly arrogant tone, suddenly made the onlookers tremble, and the defeated soldier's voice also stopped abruptly, and turned his head stiffly, but felt a cool air rising from his back.

There was a wisp of blood on his bulging face, and even if he smiled, he had the chilling smile before a crocodile devoured the living, wasn't it the Great Chief Bakel or which one?

The defeated soldiers can clearly remember that once they lost a battle with the Kufa army, and several of the defeated soldiers fled, and it was Bakel who buried a few of them in the sand with his own hands, cut their scalps with a meat cutting knife, and then smeared them with mountain honey, attracting tens of thousands of desert fire ants.

The painful, numb and itchy screams of the defeated soldiers lasted for two days and two nights, and finally the whole head almost made the ants eat into skeletons, thinking about such memories, the defeated soldiers also felt that their heads were itching for a while, but they didn't dare to scratch them, and the whole person trembled and couldn't control his body, and stayed there.

"You all disperse, it won't be long before the Min people will come over, if you don't want to die, prepare well, the old man will talk to this brother, so as to lead everyone to find a way to live."

In the shouting of Berkel, the onlookers of the tribesmen were really amnesty, and they scattered in an uproar, and there was no one else, but Berkel still hooked his finger at the defeated soldier with a smile: "Come with the old man, tell me about the situation of the Fujian army." ”

Obviously, he resisted to the extreme, and he wanted to turn around and flee immediately, but the fear in his heart was still like an iron chain, leading the tired and thirsty defeated soldier, and involuntarily followed Bakr to his tent of the Chinese army like the entrance to Hellfire.

However, there was no expected punishment, but a plate of cut camel meat, and even a bag of good cigarettes, most of the tobacco discarded by the Min people on the way was taken into his own pocket by Saladin, and even all the portions of Bakr were very small, more tempting than seeing a plate of meat, the defeated soldier was terrified, and the defeated soldier still couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"Come on, you're welcome, eat, and this cigarette, a puff of smoke after dinner, a race over the living immortals, haha."

The laughter was very painful, and Backer pushed both things over, but looking at the meat on the plate, the tobacco in the tobacco pouch that was more precious than gold, the defeated soldier's legs and stomach trembled violently, and after devouring two pieces of meat, and taking another puff of cigarette and choking and coughing, the defeated soldier could no longer hold back his fear, and simply collapsed to the ground with a soft plop on his legs, kowtowing and shouting with a crying voice.

"Big chief, the villain knows that he is wrong, the villain should not come back alive, he should fight with the Min people, please give me a chance, let me swim to the other side of the river, and fight to the death with those Fujian heretics to atone for my sins."

Seeing that the guy in front of him kowtowed like a breadworm, his brain was broken, and he was stunned for a moment, and Berkel hurriedly smiled and waved his hand: "Atonement? No. No, child, the Min people are invincible, and you have done your best, and Allah will forgive you. ”

The Great Chief, who has always been known for his horror, is so easy to speak? Raising his head in disbelief, the defeated soldier looked at Berkel in surprise with horizontal flesh and scars, and he didn't want a good person to have an old face.

It was also a full twist, and Bakr hesitated and asked the defeated soldiers with some shyness and fear: "You say, it was the governor of Basra who led the troops to attack, did the Min people reuse him, and did the Min army believe in us Arabs?" ”

After stumbling and stumbling, Berkel's ugly face was full of nervousness and anticipation, which made the defeated soldier stupid for half a minute.

However, it was the clever people who could run out, and they reacted coldly, and the defeated soldiers immediately smiled flatteringly and turned into a flower.

"That's right, that's right, the Min people trust the Governor of Basra, not only did they not deprive him of his army, but also gave a lot of good things, high-headed horses, Tang beauties, tobacco, yes, and tobacco, endless tobacco, that day I also saw the commander of the Tang people, what king Li Rang personally hooked up with the governor of Jude and came out, what kind of king, it seems to be the son of King Min, the king of the king of the Great Min Sha Khan Sha Wan King!"

As soon as he made up nonsense, the defeated soldier seemed to have seen it, and he couldn't stop his mouth and went out baldly, but when he heard Berkel's ears, it seemed to be like hearing a fairy sound, and his pupils nodded violently, and even stood up and turned around two times, and finally, Fang gritted his teeth and made up his mind, turned around and grabbed the shoulders of the defeated soldier again, and asked excitedly: "You say, can you swim across the Shatt al-Arab and go to the Fujian army?" ”

I thought I could escape just now, but I didn't expect that Burkel really forced him to cross the river and fight with the Min people, and the defeated soldier's face immediately turned white with fright, but he didn't dare to refuse, drowning is better than being scalped open and eaten alive by ants!

Seeing that the defeated soldier agreed, Berkel was overjoyed again, laughed and patted the defeated soldier's shoulder and said: "Okay, good, you will be my Berkel's brother in the future, and in the future, whoever dares to touch you again will not be able to get along with my Berkel, and fight for tribal revenge, and I will also help you out!" ”

Things went up and down so fast that the defeated soldier's head couldn't turn at all, but when he saw the fierce and cruel Yemeni tribal chief lying next to the defeated soldier's ear, he whispered softly, and the clever ghost's face was red and white for a while, half fear, half and incomparably excited...... The Tang Expeditionary Force

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