Xuan black, painted with the nine-clawed Xuanlong of the Min Kingdom, the military might and pride of the Fujian State, but at this time was thrown to the ground without pity, not only that, the Wang Zi Banner, the Xue Zi Banner, the Li Zi, the eldest grandson, Dugu, a banner represents the honor and face of a general, but at this time it was thrown in a pile without pity. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

To save their king!

The two unfortunate camels that had been moved out of the Arab camp were slaughtered on the spot, the sharp blades were drawn, and the blood spurted out of the thick necks, and in the wailing, before the poor camel could die, the eldest grandson had already stabbed it with a knife that was not dirty.

Large chunks of fat were stripped from the camel's body and wrapped around a pole flag, and the flint struck desperately, and a moment later, the fangs and claws of the Min Kingdom were blazing.

He couldn't even care about the hot oil that kept dripping, and the eldest grandson Zhi anxiously grabbed the flagpole and waved it vigorously.

One by one, the flags were lit, and in a few moments, the huge torches dotted with stars opened a ray of hope from the rich and almost indissolvable darkness of the night.

Even Anna grabbed a flagpole and looked at the dark battlefield with anxious anticipation, silently thinking in her heart.

The proud and arrogant king of the big radish Min, come out quickly, if you don't show up, this princess won't marry you! Fast! Fast!

The darkness before dawn, with the dancing flagpole visible for several miles, brought hope to countless officers and men of the Tang Army who were still struggling in the night, but also brought goals to the enemy.

Almost mad with anger, Jabr no longer had the merciful face he used to have, and the wrinkles formed by the wind and sand on his face were all stretched into horizontal lines, like a dying vulture, fierce and cruel.

The war that had already been won or lost was already in this situation, and the last hope of the Arabs, the 500,000 army, he did not know how many were scattered and killed, and what made Jabr especially frightened was the means used by the Tang people that night.

The Order from Mecca was able to command the entire Arabian Peninsula under the banner of God, and tonight's miracles by the Tang people have shaken the position of the Order in Mecca, regardless of whether it is Allah or the devil who stands by the side of the Tang people.

"Ibrahimo, take your people, destroy the Tang army, the old man wants to kill them, don't leave a piece of armor, kill!"

The fierce Arab chieftain, who was cowering in front of the tent with a knotted muscle and covered in fish-scale armor, immediately bent down to caress his chest, drew his sword and was about to leave, but a calloused hand suddenly stood up.

"Slow!"

"Hou Mullah, at this time you have compassion for those Tang people, don't forget that you are a believer of Allah!" Gabr immediately roared like thunder, and in the face of his aggressive questioning, Hou Jie still shrugged his shoulders indifferently without hurrying.

"It is the devotion to Allah that makes me stand here, Elder Jabr, and do not forget that it is because of me that the kingdom of Min has fallen to such a point under the will of Allah, even if I enter Hell now to face the judgment of Allah, I dare to confront you!"

Hou Jie's humble rebuttal, and Jabr was stunned for a few seconds, and then finally put away his murderous clothes and stroked the chest of the young man Hou Jie.

"Brother Hou, I'm sorry, the devil's anger that tempted me overwhelmed my mind."

"But why don't you go after that gang of Tang people?"

Even after apologizing, Gabr was still full of doubts and rhetorical questions, looking at Gabriel's brown and dim eyes, a smile was hooked at the corner of Hou Jie's mouth, and when he raised his hand, Hou Jie pointed at the north quite inscrutablely.

"Elder Jabr, Saint Anmuk has taught us not to ignore the cunning of the wolves because of the ferocity of the tigers!"

"Wolves?" Frowning, Jabr suddenly exclaimed in astonishment, "Byzantines? Can't put it, at the moment the Byzantines are our allies, and together they are dealing with the Min State! ”

"Allies?" Hou Jie's smile turned into a sneer, and he hummed disdainfully: "Who saved the Byzantines from the brink of extinction?" The Tang people of Fujian! Those Greek bitches can even betray their saviors, who can trust him? Now that the forces at hand have been exhausted, even if the Fujian people break through, they will be dizzy, the south is our base camp, where they can run, what awaits them is probably only the Arabian Peninsula thirst and hostility to die, and they can't continue to spend their strength for them. ”

"Besides!" Raising his eyebrows, an unfathomable smile replaced a sneer, Hou Jie smiled at the stunned Jarbr and asked, "When did we make an alliance with the Byzantines?" What does the weapon that came to him be sent by Allah to his followers to defeat evil, and what does it have to do with his Byzantines? Moreover, the Byzantines also occupy Syria, where our Muslims shed blood and depended on for survival! ”

Without the slightest devotion of a believer, Hou Jie said with a wicked smile on his face and a devilish temptation: "Elder, the barren Arabian desert cannot support so many tribes, and we need Syrian grain to feed the army, so as to support the heir of His Majesty Ali to ascend to the throne of caliph!" Kuang Fu Orthodoxy! ”

To say that the betrayal ally who laughed in the face and slipped the knife behind the back was so fresh and refined, Hou Jie could be regarded as a must, but supporting the Hashemite family, the descendants of the Prophet Muhammad, to ascend to the caliphate has become a demonic obstacle for the Shiites, even if Hou Jie is like a devilish temptation, Jabr's eyes still bloomed, and he nodded thoughtfully.

"Hou Mullah said very well, supporting the orthodoxy of the Islamic kingdom of God is the big thing, but the old man is dizzy."

"Ibrahimo, go out and gather your people, we must have enough strength to deal with the infidels! As for the Min people, they are willing to go to the Arabian desert to find death, so let them go! ”

With Jabr's concession, the ancient and desolate and penetrating horn of the Chinese Arab army sounded, and the Bedouin nomads who were fighting in the dark seemed to have finally found the dawn, feeling the sound in the dark, and began to slowly assemble towards the Arab Chinese army.

The Tang army, which was still trapped in the Arab camp and fighting hard, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do you see King Min?"

"Do you see Your Highness?"

Every time a rickety figure walked out of the darkness, Changsun Zhi and the others anxiously greeted him, grabbing Tang Jun one by one and asking tirelessly, but until a dazzling white light came out of the east, he still didn't see Li Jie come out.

"What should I do, I should have been with him in the first place!" Sitting on the ground dejectedly, the eldest grandson looked at the killing field that had been fighting all night in despair, and tears crossed the corners of his eyes without fighting.

The clever plan in his mind seemed to have become blank, holding the shoulders of the eldest grandson weaving, Wu Meiniang also sat aside, and then Pei Ying.

Several women sat together decadently, Wang Fangyi, who had been busy presiding over military affairs next to him, was not empty-hearted, all along, Li Jie was like a dazzling sun, walking in front of everyone, leading everyone to play a happy land thousands of miles away, but this leader is now gone.

Even if he is like Wang Fangyi, standing in the unaccompanied Middle East, he doesn't know where to go for a while.

With a sense of responsibility, Wang Fangyi stepped forward and arched his hand: "Your Highness, hurry up!" It won't be long before the Arabs will catch up, and King Min has managed to let everyone escape, and he will never want to see you in danger again! ”

"No, we won't leave if we can't wait for him!"

Can't even say the decision, Pei Ying shook his head decadently, as for the eldest grandson weaving and Wu Meiniang, they simply didn't even look back, seeing this scene, they were silent for a moment, Wang Fangyi suddenly pulled out the horizontal knife that had been cut out of the gap, and roared angrily at the Tang Jun who was still watching behind him.

"This general is just a pawn in this pass, starting from the end, His Royal Highness does not think that my king Fangyi is dull, and he has repeatedly pulled it out, and he is a confidant, so there is today's king Fangyi! The king of Fujian is in trouble, why does my king Fangyi live alone? Only serve His Highness with a passion for his life! Revenge for Your Highness! Fight with him Arab barbarians! ”

Seeing Wang Fangyi dragging a horizontal knife and really striding towards the Arab military camp, the Tang army behind him immediately exploded.

Rampant for thousands of miles, who is not a hot-blooded person?

"Count me in!"

"The last general's life was given by His Highness, and now it will be returned to His Highness!"

"And me!"

In the chaotic roar, it seemed that the panic and exhaustion of breaking through and fleeing last night were thrown to the horizon, and the Tang troops who were tired and paralyzed on the ground sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and one by one the black phalanxes appeared on the horizon again.

"This!"

Not only was the eldest grandson stunned, but even Anna was stunned, and couldn't help muttering: "With such a big defeat, who gave this army such momentum?" Is Huaxia's cohesion really so strong? ”

"Even scolding is so imposing, wait, swearing?"

In Anna's eyes, not far from her, covered in blood, and just like a dead dog, a Tang general suddenly bounced up full of sorrow.

"It took me a long time to get you out of the Arab camp, and you haven't lived to serve me, who told you to find the dead?"

It was when the blood was boiling, when he heard this strange scream, the nearest brother Shu Namu immediately ran over with a belly, and shouted angrily: "That turtle son dares to fart here, Lao Tzu is going to be chopped alive. Forehead? His Royal Highness the King of Min!! ”

The blood stain on his face condensed into a lump, and it fell off because of the angry action, revealing a little white face, is it not Li Jie's guy or which? was scolded for some reason, and then an eight-foot man suddenly hugged his thighs and cried, and I don't know how many people surrounded him, seeing that Changsun Zhi and other girls were surrounded by tears, he couldn't help but scratch his head helplessly, Li Jie smiled and waved his hand.

"Guys, don't do this, I'll be embarrassed!"

The once majestic and solemn Fujian Daxu has now become a light pole, bare and black, but now in the eyes of the soldiers of the Fujian Kingdom, this Daxu has never been so exciting, because their backbone, His Royal Highness the King of Fujian, is under this pole.

Following this pole, tens of thousands of exhausted soldiers who escaped regained their strength again, and the rumbling horses' hooves once again vigorously trampled on the dry land of the Middle East, slamming into the sky like an earth dragon, and they escaped alive from hundreds of thousands of layers of encirclement!

"Hey! Just now, this princess personally pulled you to ask if you saw King Min, you actually tricked me, it's so conscienceless! In the galloping of ten thousand horses, Anna, who was unwilling, couldn't help but squeeze over with her horse, full of annoyance and waving her little fist and shouting angrily, Li Jie, who was driving a horse to identify the direction, was stunned for a moment, and then scratched his head depressedly.

"After fighting all night, I was confused, how do I know where the turtle son of King Min is?"

"Is that okay?"

Anna's bright eyes widened again