Suddenly, Jiang Fengxiang actually burst into tears, and the flag shook left and right, again and again, as if his heart was stirring, tearing his heart for a moment, and calming his mind for a moment.

This banner is more important than life for every soldier of the Shenwu Army, including Jiang Fengxiang, and before that, Jiang Fengxiang did not think so.

"Soldiers of the Shenwu Army, the Prime Minister's banner must not fall, everyone will kill me, kill it!"

Jiang Fengxiang's loud shouting infected the people around him, so he also shouted loudly with him:

"The flag can't arrive, kill it, kill it!"

In the blink of an eye, the shout of "kill the past" filled the entire battlefield, and the morale of the blood stirred up drove countless Han men to follow one after another.

The Shenwu Army has never faced such a situation where they must face a hard battle, and now, their soul and commander are under siege, and the Great Cannibal is desperate to capture or kill him.

How can this be tolerated by a good man of the Han family?

Losing all the space for flickering and maneuvering, there is no room for half a point of opportunism, and all the hard battles are fought with real swords and guns.

In Jiang Fengxiang's memory, the Shenwu Army has always used firearms as a strong force to attack fortifications, and it is the first time that they have fought so hard like now.

However, this time, even he himself sighed, from now on, who is questioning that the Shenwu army will return to its original form and become a soft lamb without artillery, and today's battle is the best proof to refute them.

The sudden outbreak of bloody morale miraculously cut a hole in the defense line like the big cannibal iron bucket, and the soldiers swarmed in, and the big cannibal was a little blind for a while.

But the big cannibal was worthy of the desert lion that swept across the continent, and soon stabilized his position again, and the new defense line was blocked layer by layer in the mouth.

Jiang Fengxiang's eyes were red, even if the big cannibal organized another hundred and a thousand lines of defense, he would still spare his life to chisel it open and cut a road to Xuqi, no matter how dangerous this road would be.

Mahdi finally felt the pressure, and he couldn't attack the Qiqi guards who only had a thousand people for a long time, and the Tang people behind him launched a strong attack like a wave.

Even when he fought against the water under the city of Constantinople and faced the desperate resistance of the Roman infantry phalanx, he had never felt this sense of oppression.

Remembering that battle, the Romans finally cowardly chose to escape in the face of the scimitars and arrows of the Great Eclipse, and retreated back to the city of Justoinople, relying on the fortified city to withstand the onslaught of the Great Eclipse.

Now, these Tang people looked short and thin, obviously not the best warriors, but they stood firmly in place from beginning to end, and never flinched.

For the first time, Mahdi scratched his scalp a little tightly, and at the same time there was a little excitement in his heart about meeting his opponent. The Romans were beaten by the Great Iron Eater Army and lost their fighting spirit, and under normal circumstances, they only dared to retreat in the fortified city, and fought with the Great Eater Warriors with the strong city, and now suddenly there is a group of madmen who dare to shake the Great Iron Eater Army head-on, and he just wants to make this group of madmen realize as soon as possible that it is the stupidest choice to choose to fight head-on with the Great Iron Eater Army.

Thinking of this, Mahdi quickly made a decision, and launched two swoops with two fists, all he wanted was to completely annihilate those stupid Tang people in one fell swoop.

At this time, some of the people suggested that Mahdi use the steppe barbarians as vassals, but he did not hesitate to refuse, these steppe barbarians have always been only the most unstable factor on the battlefield, once they are involved, the savage mind that is accustomed to seeing the wind and the rudder, and is skilled in despicable trickery, will be the most difficult unreliable force for him to master.

Last year, the caliph besieged Constantinople, and those Slavs who had been attached to the great food were actually bribed by the shameful Romans at a critical moment, and turned the knife around at a critical moment, and the caliph was forced to choose to retreat.

As one of the witnesses himself, Mahdi clearly knew that this was the closest the caliph had come to the capture of Constantinople, but unfortunately it was undone by the Slavs.

However, Mahdi preferred to let these barbarians either act alone or watch the excitement honestly from the sidelines. Between the two, Mahdi chose the latter.

Mahdi stared intently at the Tang banner not far away, which caused him to lose a lot of the Great Food Warriors, including his Praetorian Guards, and suffered heavy casualties.

For the banner of the Tang Dynasty, the two commanders that Mahdi trusted and reused the most have given their lives, and now it is absolutely impossible to give up halfway, he wants to capture the Tang Dynasty prime minister under that banner alive and send him to Ctesiphon to the caliph to make a horse stone.

This was the usual humiliating method of the Persians against the high-ranking captives of the enemy, and the Great Cannibals also inherited the humiliating method of "going to the horse stone" after replacing the Persians as the rulers of the land.

It's a pity that the Great Cannibal has not had the glorious achievements that the Persians have so far, and can drive the emperor of the Roman Empire to be his own stepping stone, and I am afraid that only Shapur, the king of kings of Sassanid Persia, can achieve this supreme glory.

Although Mahdi is now only one of the princes of the Great Eclipse, and the caliph has not explicitly stated that he will be raised as an heir, he has always regarded himself as the most suitable heir of the caliph, and he has always been strict with the caliph's successor.

Therefore, Mahdi wants to be like Shapur, the king of kings of the Persians, and trample the emperor of the Roman Empire under his feet, and what is the Tang prime minister in front of him?

These earth rat-like Tang people will eventually prostrate as slaves in front of the big cannibals, wagging their tails and begging for mercy.

A sneer flashed through Mahdi's eyes, but then there was a burst of undisguised surprise.

I only heard him murmur from his mouth:

"This, how is this possible?"

Because he suddenly found that four of the six thousand-man teams attacking Xuqi had withdrawn.

Mahdiden was furious, and he wanted to tie up the four commanders and kill them, and the retreat was not necessarily killed, but if it affected the occupation, it would be punished by killing.

But the answer he got was unexpected.

There was a cavalry to help, and it seemed that it was a barbarian tribe that did not belong to Khorasan.

"The barbarians do not know fear, and how can the anger of the caliph be borne by them?"

Mahdi clenched his fists and sent his Praetorian Guards to charge again, no matter what, he had to keep this barbarian cavalry back, and he must not let them get close to the banner, otherwise wouldn't today's efforts be to make a wedding dress for others?

In an instant, he changed his decision again and decisively ordered that the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty be treated whether he lived or died......