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The killers of the night, as terrifying and silent as the ghouls in Arabian legends, are all black.

Once Hou Jie created a precedent for black night raids, recruited naturalized cannibals in Southeast Asia as soldiers, and once established miraculous achievements in the war to defeat the Chalou people, and Li Rang was very close to Africa, and the black slave trade was one of his important trades in the Persian Gulf, which made Li Rang begin to contact blacks.

On the other side of the Red Sea, in Africa, the local blacks have completely abandoned the Nubian civilization that coexisted with the ancient Egyptian civilization, and returned to the primitive tribal clan system, some tribes are extremely primitive, using stone tools, almost no language, and relying on collective hunting to survive.

Accustomed to fighting Nile crocodiles, African hyenas and other wild beasts in the darkness of the night, changing into steel weapons, and dealing with weaker people, these ferocious nomadic peoples on the other side of the Red Sea can imagine the lethality.

However, the recruitment of blacks into the army was not deliberately done by Li Rang, it was really because of financial constraints, some communicable tribes on the other side of the Red Sea, giving some food in exchange for the loyalty of most of the tribesmen, this time there were 2,000 barbarian warriors from Li Rang.

However, 2,000 to 20,000 is still a little less, in addition to being caught off guard by the sneak attack at the beginning, the Syrian army that was gradually awakened also began to counterattack, the Arabs in the front row relied on the numerical advantage to begin to divide the Fujian army sneak attack army, and the Arabs in the back row climbed on camels and war horses, relying on movement and height to shoot the Fujian army from all directions.

The troops used for the sneak attack were all extremely light troops, they did not even have a shield in their hands, and the armor was also the lightest leather armor, and in the sky full of feathered arrows, these African warriors fell in groups, and their corpses were even piled up in a small pile.

The chaotic sound of horses' hooves shook the earth, and the sand and dust all over the ground were trampled up.

I don't know how much hatred I have for the Arabs, but even when I am so surrounded, the kite is still like an angry female leopard, and the gorgeous dagger in her hand flies up and down, sometimes passing past the sturdy but slightly clumsy Arabs, taking one life after another.

However, there are too many Arabs!

The dagger had just slashed through the throat of a Mecca warrior, and before the kite could burrow into the crowd again, the Egyptian bow of the Hejaz archer, who had been staring at her for a long time, let go of his hand, and a sword slammed into the kite's slender but muscular back, striking her with a stagger, and the next second, a deadly attack came to her chest.

On the battlefield, no one can guarantee their absolute safety, but they dodge this abdominal blow with the flexibility and flexibility of their bodies, and the full chest of such a kite is still cut open, and the wheat-colored flesh ball stretches open the tight leather armor, revealing a small half, but the middle of the meat ball is a shocking wound.

Seeing that the next blow was slashed at her slender neck, in the face of death, the kite seemed to have already come to her senses, and only used her last bit of time to grab the dagger across her chest, and the exquisite dagger became a silver glittering cross in the night light.

With a crisp click, with bright red blood, the head flew out.

With the help of horses and camels, the Arabs quickly turned the tide of battle, but the shock caused by the messy hooves of horses and camels concealed other important things.

In the sound of the brush, rows of desert serpentine arrows fell from the sky, and a large row of desert warriors were directly hit to the ground by inertia.

Pulling the arrow from behind, the surviving soldiers immediately turned around in annoyance, and the next moment, they let out a cry of shock.

It's an Arab, yes, but an Arab in the black cavalry armor of the Fujian army! Li Rang recruited 23,000 soldiers from the 27 tribes** close to the Great Min as the regular army in the river, and now these elite cavalry have gone around the back of the Syrian army through the confusion of horses' hooves.

On the other hand, the servant army of Yemen and Oman, plus the elite soldiers of the Arab Protectorate from the left and right, also swept out of the hills, even if they are also Arabs, these people's bows and arrows and scimitars are still not soft at all, before the rise of Islam, the Arabs killed more Arabs, and there was no special sin.

The slaughter in the mountains and the cries of the dying shook the edge of the desert, and it seemed that even the moon was covered with a layer of blood red.

The slaughter continued from midnight until dawn, and the Syrian cavalry who fell into Li Rang's plan to lure the enemy suffered extremely heavy losses, killing almost 7,000 people on the spot, and the rest were also broken and fleeing in all directions, and it is estimated that there is no need to worry about the number of 20,000 Arab cavalry for at least a year.

The riding boots were stained with blood-red sand, and Li Rang walked quickly through the blood-drenched and sticky sand, walking out tiredly and hurriedly.

The violent vibration finally woke the scarred kite from the coma, and the first thing he saw was the sparse beard on the man's chin, listening to the sound of the heartbeat that was not very strong but extraordinarily powerful against his chest, he hesitated for a moment, and the kite who was held horizontally stretched out his arms with great difficulty and hugged Li Rang's neck.

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Damin's bird transmission technology is already very mature, more than 100 kilometers away, and the first drop of blood in this Damin Arabian life-and-death battle flowed in front of Li Jie at noon that day.

But seeing the exciting battle report written in blood, Li Jie couldn't be happy.

According to the news from the inside, Hussein had indeed gathered all the tribal soldiers who could fight under his command to Damascus, and even the tribes in Mecca and Medina in the western part of the Arabian Peninsula were requisitioned.

No less than 200,000!

But now there are only 20,000, where are the remaining more than 100,000 Arab cavalry? There is always a solution to the enemy exposed on the battlefield, and the unknown enemy is always the most terrifying.

Staring at the map, Li Jie, Li Ji, Wang Xuance, Xi Junmai, Fang Yiai, Li Yexu and a large number of high-level executives in Damin, all of them frowned, knocking on the sand table, Li Jie couldn't help but deduce the battle situation in his mind, and after a while, he smiled helplessly and bitterly after a clue.

It's really the same wishful thinking, the Eastern Roman army stopped under its own delaying strategy, intending to see the Arabs fighting with the Great Min, Hussein was simply more realistic, and the 200,000 cavalry reinforcements promised to Constantine IV were directly reduced to 20,000, and it was also up to the Eastern Romans to fight with themselves.

However, the Arabs are more dangerous than the Romans, and the mobility of the Arab cavalry in this era is comparable to that of the Mongol cavalry.

But where can they be?

Everyone was pondering and meditating, but an old Arab man in his forties and fifty, with triangular eyes and a treacherous appearance, was restless like a monkey, until a long time, Saladin, the former ruler of Oman, Yemen, spoke in his dry and broken Tang language.

"Kufa! Hussein's goal is in Kufa! ”

Hearing this, more than a dozen high-level executives of the Great Min all broke out in a cold sweat behind their backs, the position of Kufa is too important, the southern gate of Mesopotamia, a large part of the reason for the defeat of the last Great Min army was that Kufa was lost and the back road was cut off. However, after thinking for a moment, Saladin's nominal grandfather, Li Ji, shook his head.

"Impossible."

"Syria is hundreds of miles away from Kufa, and there are military stations of my Damin along the way, and even if Hussein can fly, the thirsty desert can leave him there forever!"

This is true, even in the later generations of tourists who get lost and thirsty in the Arabian Peninsula are not uncommon, not to mention this era without cars and the Internet, the last time Mu'awiyah's defeated army was driven into the desert by the Great Min, more than 100,000 people lost as much as two-thirds, and only a few hundred people followed Muawiya back to Damascus, which shows the cruelty of the desert.

Li Jie also nodded reassuringly, who knew that Saladin was still stubbornly squeezed to the edge of the sand table.

"None of you are Arabs! Don't understand the Arabs! ”

"When Khaled, the sword of Allah, spent ten days across the desert, and then destroyed the Persian Empire, the desert is the cruel mother of our Arabs, we can use camel water, we can kill camels at critical times, and take water from camels' stomachs to quench our thirst!"

"In the desert, there is always a way for the Arabs to survive!"

Listening to Saladin's heavy words, everyone's eyes were once again on Li Jie.

Recalling the TV that survived in the wilderness in later generations, Li Jie was also wandering for a while, seeing that he fell into hesitation, Li Ji asked a little anxiously.

"Zhuge is only cautious in his life, there is nothing wrong with being careful, Your Majesty, do you want to order the King of Hezhong County to return to Kufa?"

There was a fierce gaze in his eyes, but Li Jie shook his head heavily: "No, Li Rang, the king of the county in the river, will directly attack Syria!" Cross Mount Sheikh and attack Damascus! ”

"The war has just started, and Lone was forced by him Hussein to take care of the front and back, how can the battle be fought?"

It is the general who reins in the precipice, and it is the king who does not rein in the precipice! The heroes of the ancients, either successful or defeated and killed, but one thing in common is that they all have a gambler-like ruthlessness! Without this kind of enthusiasm, who can lay down a country?

Listening to Li Jie's decision, Li Ji and other generals were speechless, and they also did not wait for their approval or not, Li Jie's finger was fiercely pointed on the sand table, and it was really like a giant crushing a big city with one finger.

With this ruthlessness, Li Jie shouted fiercely and dictatorically.

"Deal with the ants in front of the widow first! Eastern Rome! Byzantium! ”