Originally, the grass dam of Guedes was a long and narrow terrain from east to west and narrow from north to south, which was not suitable for heavy cavalry operations, but if Massoud wanted to return to Ctesiphon, they had to kill from here, and the reality was that they had to bite the bullet and charge the British army, on the one hand, the soft soil of the grass dam after the rain limited the speed of the Persians' horses, and on the other hand, due to the width of the Persian formation, and the mountains on both sides brought them to the center of the battlefield, making them closer and closer to each other. After the charge, the Persian heavy cavalry forwards found it more difficult to move as they got closer to the enemy, as they were forced to step on the ground that had been trodden by the cavalry in front of them.

When Massoud's cavalry reunited, the British musketeers of the 17th Division had already lined up in a neat line, they quickly drew lead bullets, and then quickly retreated, and the British soldiers behind raised their already loaded rifles against the Persian cavalry. The rain of bullets was so dense, so rapid, so violent, like a dark cloud obscuring the light before it passed before the sun. Then the sharp lead bullet pierced through the chain mail and pierced into the skin, and the screams and sorrows of the cavalry of the Masood army resounded through the heavens and the earth. The frightened horses neighed and struggled like madness, uncontrollable. Some frightened horses struggled to charge forward, often nailed head-on to their stakes. Ahmadinejad's cavalry was in shambles, and the men were on their backs.

Due to the softness of the ground, some of the stakes had sunk, and Ahmadinejad simply ordered to jump over the fence, but unfortunately, his own mount happened to hit an unsunken stake, so he flew straight out of the saddle, plunged headlong into the mud, and was killed by one of his opponent's buckshot before he could regain consciousness. The rest of the Persian cavalry, seeing that their commander was killed, turned around and left, and the first wave of the Persian charge ended in a hurry.

The Damascus regiment, which was following behind, was also faltering on the battlefield at this time. The failure of the Massoud cavalry attack had an even worse effect. The charge of the first wave of cavalry was the key to losing the entire battle. Unable to control the wounded and frightened mounts, they rushed through the ranks of their own men, and confusion arose like a wave, which was made more effective due to the unusually dense formation of the Masood army.

The heavy infantry, still toiling through the mud, had to avoid being trampled by fleeing horses, and were completely exposed to the rain of bullets on their hands. They had to endure round after round of deadly bullet raindowns.

The Damascus legionnaires of the Masooud army, who simply abandoned their horses and charged the British on foot, continued their advance in a hurry, dodging the out-of-control cavalry and horses, pushing each other. The grass under his feet, although slightly hardened by the frost of last night, had been repeatedly trampled by thousands of horse's hooves of the cavalry, trampled into a large mud pool, and nearly 10,000 dismounted hoplites rumbled over it, and from time to time some people slipped and fell.

The British musketeers continued to add to the confusion, with the warm winter sun behind them, and with no difficulty in raining down bullets at the right distance. The cavalrymen of the Massoud army, though heavily armoured, had to walk with their heads bowed, fearing that the opponent's lead bullets would penetrate through the gaps in their masks.

When the distance was close to fifty paces, the British increased the intensity of their fire again, and their lead bullets pierced through the armor, and the wounded Persian cavalry fell to the ground, and those behind were tripped up, and in this constant struggle, Massoud's cavalry and dismounted heavy infantry had exhausted their physical strength.

Faced with such a situation, a reasonable countermeasure would be to return fire with the same firepower, but Massoud could not do this. His archers were located in the rear of the infantry and cavalry, and the range of bows and arrows could not cover the British army. If they are too far back, they will injure their own people if they shoot their bows. Although the archers on the flanks could not hurt their own men, their range, power, and speed were completely incomparable to those of the British.

"Give it all to me, if you can't rush through, then we really won't be able to go back to Ctesiphon, think about your wife and children, think about your family, they are still waiting for you to come home......" Massoud loudly encouraged his subordinates, this is also no way, so the Persians withstood the rain of bullets in the British army, and the large army still followed closely behind, advancing towards death.

Those cavalrymen who did not carry shields could only pull down their masks to protect their fragile faces. Even so, they are not completely safe. Buckshot was still pervasive, and the powerful penetrating force could penetrate their armor, and the cavalry could only hope for the blessing of the great god Ahura.

Supported by the resentment of returning home, there were still quite a few Massoud troops in heavy armor who approached the British, and the two armies began to engage in close combat, and under the command of Guan Sai, the British cavalry rushed up to cover the retreat of the musketeers, who were armed with sharp sabers; Massoud's cavalry, on the other hand, used spears more, and although they were slightly shorter in size than those used on horseback, they found the array too dense, and even if they had the strength to lift their weapons, there was no room for movement.

The battle between the hoplites began, and since they were wrapped from head to toe without any flaws, they could only overwhelm each other with strength, and in this scuffle, the British were initially repulsed by numbers and suffered considerable losses. The commander of the British cavalry regiment was killed by the Massoud army, and even Guan Sai himself almost suffered the same fate, several of his own soldiers were killed, and when the two sides were in a group, the musketeers rushed forward with bayonets, and since they were not dragged down by armor and would not sink into the mud, they easily tripped the hoplites to the ground.

The Masood forces forced the British center to retreat about twenty paces in the first wave, but they were soon completely crushed by a powerful British counterattack. At this time, the quagmire trodden out of the quagmire of thousands of armoured horses on the grass dam of Gedes had become a death trap for the chainmail-clad Persians.

The hoplites of nearly 10,000 infantry were so far overwhelmed, some were dead, some were unconscious, some were unconscious, and some were lying in the mud or were held down by others and could not move. The rest ran back in a daze, crashing into the thousands of cavalry in the second formation, repeating the chaos and tragedy ahead.

Thousands of soldiers of the Massoud army were scattered on the battlefield, and Massoud lost at least 3,000 heavy cavalry in this wave of attacks, there were at least 2,000 Azatan heavy cavalry from Northern Persia, and more than 1,000 cavalry were the undead army and holy cavalry that had always been valued by the Sassanid royal family. As for the infantry and hussars in low positions, the losses are already difficult to count. The casualties of the British army, especially those of the cavalry, were very small compared to Massoud's; The biggest loss was the commander of the cavalry regiment, his helmet was flattened, his skull was shattered, and in addition to that, the losses of the two thousand East Persian cavalry were somewhat large, and they were killed and wounded more than half, but compared with the losses of Massoud, they were negligible.

At this time, in the rear of the entire battlefield, Massoud's third formation was still intact, and many men were waiting on horseback to pursue the fleeing enemy. They watched the development of the battle in amazement, the first two formations were digested, what should they do? At this time, Massoud was also dumbfounded, and just when he was stunned, Massoud's third formation was in chaos, and I don't know who started it, everyone shouted and dispersed.

When the commander of the British army saw that the Persians were in turmoil, he immediately realized that their army was in disarray, and immediately ordered the whole army to pursue, "give the order not to let Massoud go......

Massoud reacted at this time, and he immediately dragged one of his own personal soldiers, and put his shiny armor on his own soldiers, and replaced himself with the leather armor of an ordinary Persian soldier, and he forced the personal soldier to ride his war horse, while he himself prepared to flee in disguise with a few cronies.

After all, Massoud is a Persian, he is still very familiar with the terrain near the Guedes grass dam, he led a few cronies to turn left and right, got rid of the pursuit of the British army, escaped from a small canyon, after being sure that he was safe, Massoud collapsed to the ground, crying loudly, since he was promoted by Kavard II to become the general of the army, such a fiasco, Massoud is the first time, he brought tens of thousands of elites all under the Taoli City and the Gedes grass dam was destroyed, this time the Northern Persia under his control was injured, where can he not cry?

"Damn, this isn't a fucking Massoud......" Looking at the fake Massoud who was scared into chaff, he was so angry, at this time, Ho Jin and Bayesset They also rushed to the Guedes battlefield, and as soon as they saw Ho Jin, Guan Se said, "Boss, this Massoud is really cunning, he actually ran away from the golden cicada......

"It's not surprising, Massoud is a cunning man..."Bayesset said with a smile, "It is already a great victory to be able to keep him all, besides, Massoud can outrun the monk and can't run the temple......" Bayezett is very fluent in Chinese, and his jokes made Ho Jin and Guan Sai laugh.

"Hurry up and tap the results of the battle and clean up the battlefield..."He Jin said to Guan Sai with a smile, "You kid, this battle is good..."

"Where, where... I'm going to be far worse than you, boss..."Guan Sai said with a smile, "By the way, boss, that kid Kumaji wants to tell me about his sister as a mother-in-law, do I want it or not?" "The mother-in-law of Guansai died in childbirth last year, so he is now a happy single man, which has attracted the attention of some East Persian nobles, among whom Kumaji, who is good at drilling, is the most active.

"Yes, why not?" He Jin smiled and punched Guan Sai, "Kumaji, this kid still has a bit of an eye for people, your kid has a great future, he naturally wants to climb your high branch......" Before He Jin came to Persia, Li Lu had explained to him, asking him to vigorously promote the intermarriage between the Persians and the Han and the Sinicized Hu people, and if he wanted to increase the connection between the two different ethnic groups, intermarriage is undoubtedly one of the most effective means. I want to talk about "Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty as a Khan" with more like-minded people, and "chat with more book friends about your favorite books."