Li Jie guards the South Road with Fang Yiai, on the one hand, Fang Yiai himself has a general, and there is also the assistance of his staff, but he can be a general all the way, on the one hand, he can't stand the nagging of Princess Gaoyang, and the most important thing is that Fang Yiai can endure it!

Whether it is Li Jie's love in this life or in history.

Princess Gaoyang's cheating affair with the debate monk can be regarded as the ancestor of the ninja sect in history, as for this life, although under the care of Li Jie, Gao Yang has not yet fallen to the pioneer of extramarital love, and the negative teaching material of the princess of the Tang Dynasty in later generations, but her strong character is still intact.

In the Beijing Division, the reputation of the general who fears the interior spreads far and wide, even if Li Jie is Gao Yang's brother, Li Jie feels that this brother-in-law has endured a little too much, and he makes his wife count down every day, sometimes in public, even Gao Yang doesn't pay much attention to his Langjun's face, if he were to be himself, Li Jie estimated that he would either be mad, or he would have divorced Gao Yang a long time ago.

Fang Yiai is still different from Qin Huaiyang, even if he is also afraid of guilt. It's good that Li Xueyan has not been favored by two generations of kings like Gao Yang, and having a little temper is the spice of life, most of the time is knowledgeable, compared to Fang Yiai, Qin Huaiyang is really in the sky.

It was also because of his character that Li Jie sent him to the south, not seeking meritorious service, but self-preservation.

It's no wonder that Hussein scolded him as a turtle, and now the Fang Yi Ai Department is really defensive like a turtle, and the big wood transported from the Zagros Mountains is tied into a five-meter-high wall, and there is a moat outside the wall, and the Fujian army patrolling back and forth with a steel crossbow does not say, a single door stands at the opening under the wall, revealing the cold muzzle of the Fujian artillery, I don't know how many soldiers' lives to fill.

"Caliph, Ziyad, governor of Kufa, is here!"

Just as Hussein was distracted, a young boy with a delicate face who did not look like a Bedouin of this era suddenly rode over on horseback and shouted anxiously in front of Hussein.

Finally, he glanced at the Min army, which had no tendency to send troops at all, and finally sighed, and also turned over and got on his horse, and Hussein followed this little boy all the way to the north and went north.

Southwest of the city of Kufa, less than twenty miles away is a vineyard.

The dry vines were full of dead branches and leaves, barely covering the faint figures hidden inside, twenty tall Bedouin strong men with scimitars in their arms, full of vigilance left and right, in the middle of the vines, sitting on the bunk, a black robe, also wrapped in a black turban, looking simple old man stayed there quietly cross-legged.

However, if you look closely, you can find that the black robe on the old man's body is not simple at all, the color has this unique charm in the sun, and the fine pattern is the verse of the Quran, such a dress must be of special quality, and it is estimated that the manual cost alone can quickly feed one or two hundred people.

This is really a low-key luxury.

I don't know how long I have been waiting, suddenly there was a small sound of rustling from the opposite side of the vineyard, and the twenty bodyguard men immediately vigilantly put their hands on the hilt of the knife to look over, but after a while, even these murderous Bedouin strong men couldn't help but feel a chill behind them.

What kind of hideous face turned out from the corner, under the same black bandana, the fine scar almost covered a piece of skin, especially on the right face, under the peeling face, the healed flesh grew into a tumor piece by piece, a disgusting scar, and the eyelid of the right eye was even cracked.

The once handsome male god of the Arab Empire is gone, replaced by Hussein, who is now full of weather, but he doesn't seem to have any disgust and inferiority for his current image, looking around at the fearful gaze of the guards, full of heart-wrenching smiles, Hussein smiled and nodded.

"In order to teach me humility, the Lord has given me this appearance, and I feel the kindness of the Lord more than before, so don't be surprised!"

The two of them were political enemies since Hou Jie was still there, listening to Hussein's indifferent voice and opening his eyes, watching him open-mindedly walk into the encirclement of his guards, Qi Yad admired Hussein's indifference and boldness.

Unfortunately, the admiration only lasted less than a second, and it was replaced by annoyance, Huo Ran stood up, and Ziyad pointed at Hussein's nose in annoyance and scolded angrily.

"Is it true that the Lord has taught you to be unfaithful? At the end of February, the Sultan had already allocated grain and grass to you, but now that it has been more than April, the army of the Min people has crossed Kufa to Mount Lebanon, and there are no reinforcements in Mecca. ”

It is no wonder that Qi Yade was annoyed, his son was arrested by the Fujianese, and he was waiting for Hussein to come to help, but what he was waiting for was the overwhelming encirclement of the Fujian army, and now his forces are almost compressed in the vicinity of Kufa less than a few dozen miles, even if the Kufa Governor's Mansion was rich in the past, more than 100,000 people are still anxious.

finally looked forward to Hussein's reinforcements, but he saw how Qi Yad could not be angry when he was alone.

"Don't want to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight! Seeing that the Sultan and the Fujian people fought to the death, the old man told you, Hussein, if you don't solve the siege of Kufa within a month, the old man will also lead a large army to defect to the Min people, without my Kufa in front of you, see if you can stand it in Syria? ”

Seeing that Ziyad was so angry, that he didn't even care about his demeanor, and that his angry appearance was still so magnanimous, Hussein shook his head in distress, and immediately took out the map from the pocket hanging behind his gray coarse cloth cloak.

"Governor Ziyad, it's not that this caliph doesn't want to lead troops to save Kufa, but he can't come to save him!"

A worn-out, somewhat dull map of West Asia was spread out on the ground by Hussein, and at first Ziyad glanced at it with disdain, but in an instant, Ziyad's attention was completely attracted by Hussein's military posture drawn with a red pen, and his faint old eyes widened.

Kufa is the southern gate of Mesopotamia, the city of Kufa relies on the Euphrates River, the Kufa army is also one of the few backbones of the Arab Empire, Ziyad is even more willing to spend money on the army, equipped with the Kufa army is even better than Muawiyah's Syrian army, until now, the Min army has not officially attacked Kufa, hold here, the rule of the Min in Mesopotamia has always been unstable, and may face the danger of Bedouins attacking the heart of the heart from the desert at any time.

Even if he was worried, Ziyad was still very proud for a while.

As you can see from the map, this is not the case at all.

On the south road, the 120,000 people of the Fang Yi Ai Department were like nails, firmly nailed to the south of Kufa, and in the middle of the road, after the more than 200,000 Chinese troops led by Li Jieqin occupied Taixifeng, they were led by the general of Zuo Yulingwei, Hei Ya Changzhi, and approached the Euphrates River valley.

There are also more than 100,000 Caucasian people in the North Road, plus a steady stream of Caucasian Mountains thrown into the arms of Damin, and after reaching the mountains of northwest Syria, they did not further march to Syria, but also turned around and went south.

Today's Kufa is like a snail pinched by these three fingers, surrounded in the middle, and the Fujian people have been slow to beat him Kufa, not too hard to gnaw and fear, but deliberately waiting for fishing.

Who is he Ziyad, Hussein? Arab! The pride of the desert! Indeed, in this era, the Bedou cavalry endured hardships and stood hard work, and set foot on a third of the civilized world, but the Arabs were best at desert warfare, which was humbled by Byzantium, Persia, and Damin.

The battle of Muyak, where the Arabs and Byzantines fought in Syria, was fought in the desert near the Muyak River, and the battle of Qadisia, which was a decisive battle with the Persian Empire, and the battle of Nahavand was also a Bedouin retreat, which would attract the Persian army to the desert, and only when it was thirsty and weak, did not launch a general attack.

The desert was an ally of the Arabs, not only in this era, but also 500 years later, during the Crusaders, Saladin of that era also lured the Knights Templar and the main force of the Kingdom of Jerusalem into the desert, and almost completely annihilated the main force of the Crusaders in the Battle of Hardin.

Therefore, even Li Jie did not want to fight a decisive battle with this group of immortal old logs in the desert, and deliberately set aside the opening of Kufa to wait for the Bedouin army to attack, and then the three roads were encircled, and the main forces of the Islamic army in Syria and Mecca were all left in the two river valleys with abundant water and grass.

It was also for this reason that Hussein did recruit the Hawari tribes in the desert, and even forcibly persuaded many Shiite helpers to join the army as a descendant of the Hashemite family, and he still did not dare to lead the army into Mesopotamia.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground like the ancient Arabs, Hussein's hideous face could see a rich wry smile, and he spread his hands in distress, pinching his chin and looking at the map.

The truth is this truth, but it is himself who can be pinched in the center of the hands of the Min people, with the Syrian desert, Hussein can also deal with the Min people for a while, he has not run away, who wants to be crushed alive by the Min army?

After a long silence, Ziyad looked at Hussein with a hoarse voice, his eyes bloodshot and terrifying.

"So, Mecca can't save Kufa anyway?"

"It's not that you can't save it, it's that you can't save it!"

Looking at Hussein's distress, Ziyad's old face became even more gloomy, and after shaking his body, his face immediately showed a little ruthlessness, and Hussein, who saw it, couldn't help but feel a sudden burst in his heart, but he whistled lightly.

At Sasha's voice, dozens of bows emerged from the dead branches and leaves of the vine, and the Ziad guard, who was about to move, suddenly froze in place vigilantly, and then carefully gathered around Ziyad.

"Good, good, worthy of being Ali's son, the leader of the rebellion!" Looking at the bow and arrow pointed at him, Qi Yade also laughed angrily, and said with a cold mockery.

Hussein, who was listening, was even more distressed, and smiled bitterly, Hussein stood up sincerely, and walked towards Ziyad again.

"The Caliph is not afraid of death, but he cannot forget the kingdom of God in my hands!"

After muttering a sentence, Hussein whispered a few words under the vigilant gaze of Ziyad's guards, attached his ear to Qiyad's side.

The old man's face changed violently, and he hesitated for a few minutes, and finally, Ziyad let out a sigh of relief and said in a gloomy and indignant voice.

"Well, Ben Sultan will give you two more months!"

After receiving this promise, without further words, Hussein left the vineyard and quickly disappeared into the desert......