The gold as a trophy greatly stimulated the fighting enthusiasm of the new Persian army, and they all believed that it was most correct to unite closely around the young prince Khuslao, and perhaps one day, this young prince would lead the Persian army back to Ctesiphon, which had been absent for hundreds of years.

Ctesiphon was both familiar and unfamiliar to most Persian soldiers.

For as long as they can remember, the old people have been telling about the wealth and prosperity of Ctesiphon, but all these glories that belonged to the old Persian Empire were completely torn apart by the Great Cannibal one day more than a hundred years ago.

The hungry wolves that emerged from the desert destroyed the Persian edifice that had stood for thousands of years, leaving the once proud sons of heaven to live in the shadow of the devil, or to survive in Tocharian or the barren lands closer to the east.

Fortunately, more than 100 years of forbearance have not been in vain, and this is the closest the Persian army has come to Ctesiphon since the rise of the Great Eclipse.

"Hit Ctesiphon, hit Ctesiphon!"

The ranks were already chanting slogans against Ctesiphon.

This surprise attack gave the confidence of the new Persian army, and everyone thought that as long as their prince was willing to make a decision, it would not be a problem to enter Ctesiphon.

However, at this time, Kuth Lao was not as optimistic as his soldiers, and he was now tormenting whether to march with a huge amount of gold.

This convoy was extremely laborious, and coupled with the slow march, sooner or later it would become the target of the big cannibals.

"Kill all the mules and horses, burn all the pack carts, and throw all the gold into the river!"

At last, on the edge of a tributary of the Tigris, he decided to give up the huge amount of gold for the sake of a greater victory.

The soldiers and generals were puzzled, but because of the strict discipline of the new Persian army and the tradition of military orders like mountains, everyone firmly carried out the order.

However, he was too late, and just as the soldiers began to throw gold nuggets into the river, the horses brought bad news, and the Great Food Army was coming from the east and west, and there were very large cavalry among them.

Kuth Lao frowned, and an ominous premonition suddenly rose, he had always felt that something was wrong, but now he understood where the root cause was.

"Oh no, I've been tricked!"

Although he didn't want to admit it in his heart, Ku Silao still understood that he had been tricked.

And, most likely, it's an irreparable mistake.

The Great Cannibal has sacrificed a lot of manpower and material resources, how can he allow himself to evacuate calmly?

"Leave the gold alone, everyone get on their horses, retreat, hurry, retreat!"

ordered the retreat at the first time, but Ku Silao rarely did not explain the direction of the retreat, and only added a sentence after being reminded by the general:

"To the north, to the north!"

To the south is the Pingchuan River of the Two River Valleys, and only to the north, retreat to the endless mountains, and perhaps there is a glimmer of life.

In the blink of an eye, he fell from the sky to the ground, and all the previous longing and ambition became a joke.

The new Persian army did not know the state of mind of Kuthlao, and thought that this was one of the countless rapid transfers, and they relaxed and dropped the gold in their hands, and began to assemble, preparing to evacuate north.

However, the vanguard of the Great Eater cavalry had already arrived, and they were coming much faster than Kuth had predicted, so that the new Persian army had not yet prepared its rear formation.

The Iron Cavalry of the Great Eclipse Striker collided with the Persian soldiers with a huge inertia, and in an instant, the Persian soldiers who were not ready for battle were crushed to pieces.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

At this point, the new Persian army woke up like a dream, shouting loudly for warning.

Unfortunately, it was too late, and the army of the Imperial Palace, which had been bitten by the vanguard of the Great Eclipse, had little power to fight back, and fell in pieces under the slashing of swords and the trampling of iron hooves.

Witnessing this situation, Kuth's old heart was like a knife, and the victory came too suddenly, and it was the prelude to this nightmare!

"Cunning cannibal!"

In anger and frustration, Kusi finally admitted the fact that he was unwilling to admit that he still had a big gap with Mahdi.

"Withdraw, withdraw all who can!"

In another moment, Ku Si Lao had already made a choice, those soldiers who were bitten would definitely not be able to escape, instead of returning to their heads to die, it was better to exchange their sacrifices for most of them to live!

Because only by surviving can Persia have hope, and can re-enter Ctesiphon, where their ancestors have lived for thousands of years!

When he made this decision, Ku Silao's heart was resistant and painful, but he had no choice, and the things that were once regarded as supreme honor were now turned into a heavy burden on his shoulders, heavy as a mountain.

Elder Kuth finally understood the root of his father's constant pain, which turned out that all the pain came from the pressure of this mountain and the hope that seemed to be forever out of reach.

When the Tang people's Shenwu army crossed the green ridge from Anxi, Zamas did not hesitate to bow down at their feet, and its roots also lie in this.

Otherwise, would there be any hope for the Persians to be restored?

The war horse shook off its hooves and galloped lifelessly, bursts of desolation rose in Kusilao's chest, is this his fate......

No! No! No!

Old Kuth cried out silently, unwilling to admit the fact of defeat.

His hunch was right, and the decision he made was also the most appropriate, the sudden appearance of the Great Eclipse Striker was only a small part, and soon countless Great Eclipse Riders appeared from all directions, surrounding the river valley.

Many of the soldiers who did not have time to retreat fought for a whole day, and after the hopelessness of breaking through, they chose to commit suicide.

By the time the battlefield was cleared the next morning, there was not a single prisoner, and Mahdi had fought with the caliph for many years, and he had never encountered a time when there were no prisoners.

It dawned on him that perhaps Persia today would be very different from the Persia in the memories of the elders, and that perhaps they would be one of the most difficult enemies to deal with in the future.

"Where's Kuth, has his body been found?"

By now, Mahdi had given up hope of capturing Kusilao alive, even if he could get the man's head.

He was disappointed by the fact that the Persians, who had seen Kuslao, identified the severed heads one by one, none of which resembled the Persian princes.

The siege was undoubtedly a success, with more than 5,000 heads captured, which was equivalent to half of the Persian army that had penetrated deep into the hinterland of the Great Eclipse.

According to the practice of the battlefield, if a team loses more than 30% of its men and horses, its morale will reach the brink of collapse, and it will be difficult to enter the battle again, let alone lose more than half of it in a battle?

"Chase, catch up with them, kill everyone!"

Mahdi coldly ordered!