At the end of the day, the night has already fallen, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the breeze is light, it is a rare good weather in the desert, but the officers and soldiers stationed on the banks of the Amu Darya River obviously have no intention of enjoying such beautiful scenery, the wails of the wounded soldiers that sound from time to time in the camp are terrifying, and the officers and soldiers after the fiasco have lost their spirit in the past, and they have lost the hustle and bustle of the camp a few days ago, all of them are sitting in their respective tents, their hearts are like ashes, and people are like wood carvings and clay sculptures.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, several large butter candles were burning brightly, seeping the dim light into the thick black, but it could not reduce the darkness in the huge tent, but made the gloomy atmosphere in the big tent a little stronger, the pale face of Mustafa Ibn Yang was covered with a thick blanket, his eyes were closed on the not very wide marching couch, motionless, as if he had passed away, a few steps in front of the couch, the sad face of Muhammad Subn Hussein stared blankly at the governor on the couch, His eyes were a dead gray.

The army was defeated, it was defeated, since the establishment of the Great Food Country, it has never been so miserable, the 150,000 army, only one day of fighting, has sacrificed the lives of nearly 30,000 soldiers, and the wounded are more than 10,000, this kind of fiasco makes Muhammad Suben Hussein shudder when he thinks about it, what kind of devils are the ** lying in ambush on all sides, can so easily beat his own 150,000 troops into such a shape.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Just when Muhammad Suben Hussein was in a state of his thoughts, Mustafa Ibnyan, who was lying on the marching couch, suddenly burst out into a violent cough and wheezing, and his pale face instantly turned a deep purple color.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency!"

Hearing the loud noise, not only the attendants around Mustafa Ibn Yang rushed forward, but also Muhammad Subn Hussein rushed to the front of the bed, calling nervously.

"I'm fine, stand down, step down!"

Mustafa Ibn Jan straightened up with difficulty, frowned and waved his hand, and drove all the attendants out of the tent, leaving Muhammad Subn Hussein alone in the tent, sighing miserably and not saying a word for a long time.

"My lord, the matter has not yet reached the impossible thing, early tomorrow morning, the last general should raise heavy troops to fight again, and it is necessary to break through the valley!"

Muhammad Subn Hussein, who had always been deeply favored by Mustafa Ibn Yang, and who had always served Mustafa Ibn Ian as an uncle, saw that Mustafa Ibn Jan's heart was so sad that a wave of anger suddenly rose, and he gritted his teeth and cursed.

"It's useless, things can no longer be done, anger can not be vented, although there are still 100,000 people in my army today, but it is already cold and unusable, and it is difficult to break the valley again, the old man no longer thinks about it."

Mustafa ibn Ibn could feel the fervor and persistence in Muhammad Subn Hussein's heart, but instead of saying words of encouragement, he shook his head and pointed out the truth in a heavy tone.

"Adults treat me like a father, but the last general can't share the worries of adults, the last general is ashamed, and the last general ......"

Remembering that the reason why the army was under siege was because of his own greed for merit, Muhammad Suben Hussein was so sad that he could not stop talking, and tears could not stop flowing.

"Don't talk about this, listen up, the old man has something for you to do."

Mustafa Ibn Yang has led his troops to fight for most of his life, and he has not been defeated, but he has never seemed to be defeated as badly as he is today, and he has already had the realization of complete defeat in his heart, but he can't sit back and watch the entire Great Food Empire fall into the crisis of annihilation.

"Your Excellency, you say, the last general will do it even if he fights to the death!"

Upon hearing Mustafa ibn Yang's strange words, Muhammad Subn Hussein could not care more about his sadness, and hurriedly wiped away the tears on his face and answered the sentence with dignity.

"Today's battle, you participated in the whole process, let's talk about it, how is the combat power of ** compared to my big food strong army?"

Mustafa Ibn Yan did not rush to explain, but exhaled lightly and asked in a gloomy tone.

"If you go back to your lordship, the strength of ** is still above my strong army, especially the advanced armament, which is beyond my reach."

Although Muhammad Suben Hussein did not want to admit it in his heart, he honestly stated his judgment.

"Yes, it is a lot stronger than my big food, the soldiers are brave, well-armed, and very ambitious, this is not my big food can be the enemy of the country, strong to fight, I am afraid of dying without land, the old man died here is a trivial matter, if the caliph can not get accurate news, I am afraid that the anger will rise again, if so, then my big food is in danger, there is an Eastern Rome as the enemy is already troublesome, plus the Tang Dynasty, the fierce wolf, how can I have a foothold in the big food, the old man wants you to do is to take advantage of the night to go down the river, with a raft down the river, rushed to Damascus, Meet the caliph, give the details of this battle and the old man's advice, be sure to send an envoy to obtain the understanding of the Tang Dynasty in order to conclude a peace treaty, remember, remember! ”

Mustafa Ibn Jan took a few big breaths, calmed down, shook his head sentimentally, and then uttered a series of words that left Muhammad Subn Hussein dumbfounded.

"Ah......, this, your ......."

As soon as he heard Mustafa Ibn Yang's last words, his heart suddenly sank to the bottom, and his eyes were wide open for persuasion, but for a moment he didn't know where to start, and he was so anxious that the green tendons on his forehead burst out.

"The old man is fine, these more than 100,000 sons were led out by the old man, the old man should naturally give them an explanation, tomorrow the old man will lead the army to try to cross the river and go, if you can take it off, it's easy to say, if not, everything can only depend on you, Hussein, don't disappoint the old man, go."

Mustafa ibn Jan smiled intently, the gloom was gone, and he spoke proudly, and at the end he patted Muhammad Subn Hussein on the shoulder, and gave the order to evict the guest with great anticipation.

"Your Excellency!"

Muhammad Suben Hussein cried out sadly, but without further ado, he kowtowed a few times, got up, and strode away from the tent without looking back.

"Tomorrow will be a good day, hehe, I hope so, God is above!"

Mustafa Ibn Yang's mood suddenly relaxed, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he stretched his waist, sighed, and then fell heavily on the marching couch, closed his eyes, and did not make a sound......

On April 27, the third year of Yifeng, four o'clock, sunny, the sky was not yet bright, Lin Chengbin was already awake, hurriedly freshened up, and then strode out of the tent, but before he reached the highest point of the mountain, he saw a sentry hurriedly greeted him, Lin Chengbin immediately stood still, raised his eyebrows lightly without being noticed, but did not hurry to ask.

"General, the enemy camp by the river has changed, it seems that a lot of rafts and kayaks have been set up overnight, it should be preparing to cross the river and escape, please make it clear to the general."

The sentry took a few steps, grabbed Lin Chengbin's side, and hurriedly said a word.

"Oh?"

As soon as he heard that the Great Food Army was going to cross the river now, Lin Chengbin's brows suddenly wrinkled, obviously, the Big Food Army's move was somewhat unexpected by Lin Chengbin, in his mind, the Great Food Army should have chosen such a road when it was at the end of the road, after all, the Amu Darya River at this time was during the spring flood, the water was turbulent, and it was difficult for people and horses to cross, coupled with the scarcity of trees in the surrounding mountains, there were almost no materials that could be used to make boats. If more than 100,000 troops want to cross the Amu Darya River, it will take ten days to say the least, once it is unsuccessful, the morale of the army is only afraid that it will be all over, this move is obviously too risky, Lin Chengbin couldn't guess what the other party's commander's intentions were for a while, so he didn't rush to give an order, but said noncommittally and strode to the top of the mountain.

The Great Food Army is really preparing to cross the river, although the sky is not yet fully bright, through the monoculars, Lin Chengbin can still easily see the busyness behind the Great Food Barracks, only to see dozens of simple boats made of carriages and leather tents scattered along the river, a team of Big Food Army is busy making the final reinforcement for the boats, large bundles of leather ropes are piled up half of the boats, it is obvious that the Big Food Army does not intend to rely on these small boats to cross the whole army across the river, Instead, he plans to build several rope bridges over the Amu Darya, which is completely desperate, and the bet is that the ** will not have enough troops on the other side!

"Order, send a signal to the other side, all departments are ready to fight immediately, and be sure to crush the thief's attempt to cross the river!"

After Lin Chengbin watched for a while, he determined that the Great Food Army was really going to cross the river, not to design a trick to go down the mountain for a decisive battle, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he couldn't help but sneer, raised his hand, and resolutely gave the order.

"No!"

Lin Chengbin gave this order, and the herald who was accompanying him did not dare to slack off, so he responded loudly, and hurriedly waved the two small flags in his hand, and conveyed the order to Xiao Sanlang's department who was ambushed in the mountains on the other side of the river.

The sun had poked out from the top of the mountain, and the golden sunlight was like a sharp sword to dispel the mist floating on the river, and with the sound of a terrible horn in the Great Food Barracks, nearly a hundred small boats that had been on standby for a long time brushed the ground, and the great death eaters on the boat cut through the water with the rough wood pulp made in a hurry, and crossed the river with all their might......