In the night, two groups of cavalry drove their precious war horses and galloped out quickly to the east and south, and at the same time, a cage of pigeons circled in the sky above the city of Qom, and after a few circles, it also disappeared into the vast night. XsHuotXT

On the other side of the river, the bright bonfires were connected into a patch, and from a distance it looked like a city of fire, and the noise on the other side of the river was deafening from afar, and almost all the camels and sheep of the Takuisi people were slaughtered to reward these hungry relatives who had just arrived from the desert.

In vain they became destitute, but the Arabs of the Takuisi clan did not feel sorry at all, because their leader, the Caliph of Saladin, had promised them a paradise.

The mountains of grain could not be eaten for decades, cloth could cover the Shatt al-Arab, and as for the precious oriental peppers, iron pots, armor and weapons, there were countless of them, as long as they followed the caliph to kill them, these were all theirs!

Drinking camel milk, eating barbecue, and camping more than 100,000 Arabs were like a pack of bloodthirsty desert jackals, and the terrible appetite for food was chilling.

Even during the period of the greatest expansion of the Islamic faith, a large part of the reason for the courage to expand the Bedouin cavalry was the poverty of life and the yearning for a country with a fertile land in the fertile land of the crescent, the famous poet Abu at that time. Tai Ma Mu was impressed and wrote this share* in his "Collected Poems".

You abandoned your homeland not in search of paradise, but it was the bread and dates that drew you far away.

The spirit of struggle of the more than 100,000 poor tribes who were fighting for their own good life was particularly terrifying, and this terrible and intuitive reaction was in the eyes of the two dull brothers on the other side of the river, and with a force of more than 2,000 troops, they wanted to contain this formidable and huge enemy army for as long as possible.

As if it were an impossible task.

Yao Chong and Song Jing must make this impossible possible, and they also have to protect the wealth and beauty of Damin today.

Looking at the other side of the river for a while, the shock was deeply suppressed in the bottom of their hearts, and the two of them rode their war horses and galloped towards the river at high speed......

Next.

The weather seemed to be colder than yesterday, the autumn wind was bleak, the weeds were rustling, and the military tents of the Arabs were also belating in the cold.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, a man with a rather long figure, a prominent nose, and triangular eyes like an eagle with bright eyes, leaning on the couch, vaguely seemed to be able to see a ferocious posture of an eagle and a wolf.

Fortunately, the hero seemed to be in a good mood today, and could always see a slight smug smile on his face, and his subordinates, the twenty or so fierce and savage chiefs of the tribe, were full of hideous faces gnawing on the remnants of the camel's body, like a pack of hyenas.

Li Yexu and Li Rang, who were still fighting on the southern front, probably never dreamed that Saladin, who they thought was catching turtles in the urn, was now sitting behind them energetically, and there were 140,000 desert coyotes riding by their side.

The rise of the Great Min can be regarded as the nemesis of the Arabs, the first contact, the Indian attack of the Great Min curbed the trend of the Islamic army to Central Asia, the original Arab Empire backbone of the huge Central Asia completely gathered under the Chinese Confucian culture, almost ten years ago the invasion almost hit the Arabs to the country.

However, Da Min was regarded as his lucky star for Saladin, because in order to resist the invasion of the Min people, Mecca, which locked Yemen in a cage, had to allow the southeastern Arab tribes that had been conquest and added some humiliating conditions to rise again, giving Saladin a chance.

In the last war, almost trampling on the bones of the Fujianese, Saladin plundered unimaginable wealth in Mesopotamia, and returned to Yemen while others were busy plundering, conquered most of the tribes, and had the strength to compete with Mecca, claiming to be caliph.

It is also because of the aggressive military power of the Great Min, after driving out the Min people, almost all the tribes of the Mo Nan Arabs participated in the blood oath, once the Great Min invaded again, no matter how blood feud between the tribes, it must be put down, everyone must take up arms to resist the Min people, through this blood oath, after the defeat from the central Zagros Mountains, Saladin quickly led his troops to the south, to the entire Oman, Yemen Arab tribes sent a warning of the invasion of the Min people.

Da Min is too strong, the last time the back road of Da Min was cut off, the two countries and the two ethnic groups could even be called incompatible, for fear of revenge from the Min people, and coveted the wealth of the Min people, almost more than half of the Bedouin men of the Yemeni tribe boasted of war horses and responded to Saladin's call.

This is the origin of Saladin's army of 180,000 troops.

The scheming Saladin knew the importance of Basra to Min, left 40,000 soldiers to attack Basra, and hid his entire army on the edge of the desert, living on dates in the oasis.

The more he thought about it, the happier he became, looking at the chieftains who were gobbling up under his command, Saladin couldn't help but laugh and raise his glass, and roared happily.

"The wolves of the desert, eat and drink enough, in a few days, we will have the entire Fujian Jinshan that needs to be moved back to the desert, don't lose the face of the Arabs due to lack of strength at that time!"

"Harry has a heart, loot, when will we Arabs be lagging behind!"

Listening to Saladin's relaxed tone, the other chiefs also laughed, no one took the weak border defense of the remaining Fujian army in their eyes, and captured the granary of Damin, as easy as going to their own backyard to pick dates.

With the promise of plunder, after breakfast, the Bedouin army, which had exhausted hundreds of miles, was once again demoralized, led by the tribesmen of the Takuisi clan, and in the desolate sound of bull's horns, countless desert horsemen slain the shallows of the Shatt al-Arab like locusts.

At first, under the leadership of the Takuisi, the Yemeni infantry also carefully set up siege ladders, but in less than a few minutes, the construction took more than a month, and the Xinhe fort, which cost tens of thousands of dollars, fell into the hands of the Arabs.

The Min people have long been empty, leaving only bloodstains. The news quickly reached back across the river.

"Hahahaha, the Min people are just like that, they are as timid as mice, they don't even have the courage to compete with the caliphate's army, the caliph, take the Great Min and conquer the capital division is just around the corner!"

Completely forgetting how he was beaten by the Fujian cavalry outside Shiraz like a dog, Berke, who had fled, couldn't help but raise his fierce head and laugh loudly.

Although it was a small victory, the first victory was still pleasant, and without scolding Berk's nonsense, Saladin nodded with a smile, and then shouted at the chiefs who followed behind him.

"Everyone, follow the Ben Caliph across the river and plunder the Great Min!"

"Yes!"

Amid the cheers, hundreds of fierce noble knights raised their whips.

The shoals of the Shatt al-Arab are indeed very gentle, and there is no sign of the vastness of the confluence of the two great rivers of Central Asia, the Euphrates and the Tigris, and the water has only barely crossed the horses' hooves, and the sentinel cavalry, guided by the sentinel cavalry, marched on the bottom of the river full of pebbles, and the cavalry of Saladin crossed half the river briskly.

However, when he first arrived at the center of the river, there were suddenly a few faint thunderstorms from the upper reaches of the river, and Saladin, who was listening, frowned and couldn't help but stop.

"Caliph, just a few thunders, maybe it's raining in the distance, don't pay attention." Chief Berke, who was anxious to see if there was anything good left behind in the Fujian fortress opposite, urged again, but Saladin's brows twisted into two pimples when he said a word.

"No, it's been a month, how can there be thunder, Ainur, you immediately take the rider north to see if it's a conspiracy concocted by the Min people!"

"Yes!" After receiving the order, a dark-faced, muscular Yemeni warrior beside Saladin immediately shouted loudly and jerked his horses and galloped out, and a hundred cavalry made a beautiful turn and galloped upstream.

Before the cavalry could run out of Saladin's sight, a silver line suddenly appeared on the northern horizon, and along with the silver line, a strange symphony of thunder and roars could be faintly heard, and the noise attracted everyone's attention.

After being stupid for two or three seconds, Ainur, who was running at the front, shouted loudly in fear.

"Flood, the Lord is angry, run!"

Before he could pull the panicked war horse and turn around, a high-pitched roaring Hong Feng directly threw him to the ground, engulfing more than a hundred elite Arab knights in a short time.

Saladin turned his horse's head around without even thinking about it, and time was only given a few seconds, and the rushing waves also toppled his horse, and the great caliph fell headlong into the pebbles with a furious shout.

The flood came too suddenly, and the thousands of cavalry lined up on the opposite bank were swallowed up by a big wave, and the waist-deep rapid river water floated everywhere with flags, scabbards, Arabs' wine bags and water bags, and the sudden diversion of the river even hit the Fujian Xinhe Fort fiercely, and the rammed earth low wall collapsed more than half directly in the roar, tilting and crumbling a few times, and the 20-meter-high tower fell down with a bang, and the Bedouin warriors who roared in terror were buried under the flood and ruins.

Staggering out of the mud, covering the bleeding wounds on his face, looking at the embarrassed appearance of his army, Saladin was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, and he cursed loudly and viciously with his feet.

"Damn the Min people, this caliph is going to cut you all with a thousand knives and stones! Leave none behind! ”

Almost at the same time, looking at the big stones on the river embankment that had not been dug up for half the night after the explosion of more than a dozen boxes of black powder, and then looking at Song Jing, who was grinning with his teeth bared in pain after the explosion of more than a dozen boxes of black powder, and then looked at the big stones on the river embankment that had not been dug up for half the night, and then looked at the fat beside him with his face on the ground and his butt facing the sky, and Song Jing grinning in pain, pinching the lead, Yao Chong couldn't help but gasp.

"Good boy! It's too powerful! ”