The Arabs' command art has indeed improved year by year, and during the period of great expansion, the Arabs still mainly led the army with tribal nobles and chieftains, but now, there are already professional officers leading the regular army to participate in the war as war elements, and artillery, cavalry, and infantry also have a detailed division of arms to fight together.

Although the logistics, medical care, and Arabs are still far behind, it does not delay the Arab army from becoming a sophisticated killing machine.

Early in the morning, the battle horn made of rhinoceros horns from Africa spread desolately throughout the camp, and the flag-bearers with flags on their camels were the first to leave the camp, and laid out a rough frame outside the east gate of Shiraz with some rules that only their own people could understand, and a moment later the Hessesen cavalry filled the container like a rushing wave.

From a bird's-eye view in mid-air, the huge Arab army presents an irregular trapezoidal shape, thin in front and thick in the back, and the cavalry scattered throughout it is not regular, but it presents a mysterious ripple, like the magic pattern of a wizard, which is moving.

In the center of the cavalry, the place where the Arabs studied Fujian became more and more obvious, with banners and war drums, and a command system composed of banners and drums controlled the entire army like a nerve.

Under the most solemn flag, the person standing was wearing a golden crown, wearing a dragon robe imitating Fujian, and a noble sheikh embroidered with Arabic mantras on his body, and even carried an orthodox Fujian horse lance in his hand.

The person holding the real thing is also outstanding, with thick eyebrows that protect the eagle's sharp but deep-set eye sockets, and a towering hooked nose like an eagle's beak, compared to a few years ago, the original thin mustache has become a thick beard.

It looks even more hawkish.

Saladin, Oman, and Yemen's masters, after the overthrow of the Damascus regime, crowned themselves as Arab caliphs, and continued to march north to fight against Ziyad, the governor of Kufa on Mesopotamia, and the Mukirea, the governor of Basra, intending to encroach on the rich Mesopotamia.

Only the raiding of the border of Fujian, not because of the so-called declaration of war on the Arab rebels in Fujian, in fact, it is just a routine, the living environment of the desert is extremely harsh, so that other civilizations, have always been the robbery of thieves, but in Arabia it has become a national custom.

The nomadic Bedouins in the desert naturally believed that might was right, and according to the morality of the Arab era, raiding was a natural and logical action, so that the more robbing and plundering a tribe became, the more a tribe became the core of worship and a sign of strength among the surrounding Arabs.

Even ancient Arabic poetry openly recounts this social condition.

We have a slight occupation to plunder our enemies and neighbors.

If there is no one for us to plunder, we will plunder our own brothers.

In this case, it is not surprising that the caliph led the state plunder, and every year the Arabs would commit the border, but this time the fight was particularly smooth, the first time to break through the strong defense line of the Zagros Mountains of the behemoth of the Min Empire, and taste the fragrance of the fruit behind the hard shell, and the wealth of Shiraz made the Bedouin cavalry who rushed into the city even think that they had arrived in the paradise depicted in Islam.

So much so that after a few days of Pangeng, after hearing that the army of Fujian was leaving, Saladin still did not retreat, and led the army to ambush in the southern Jaenbir valley where the cold and heat alternated, waiting for Li Yexu's army to chase out far enough like a lurking poisonous snake, and then he issued another brazen blow to Shiraz.

More sharp than yesterday, holding high the horse lance that had been taken from Li Jingye's hands and had become a symbol of power, Saladin roared gloomily.

"Go to war, take the city in the name of the Lord, plunder it, and let the riches of Shiraz nourish the thirsty throats of the desert warriors!"

They have all seen the wealth of the cities of Fujian, and under such an order, thousands of Arab light cavalry at the front of the trapezoidal military formation seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and everyone was excited, and their voices and eyes trembled, and they roared and drove their horses forward.

But it was the ballista that roared first.

As if yesterday evening's offensive continued, there were more than twenty more ballista arrays than yesterday in no particular order to the city wall tilting their anger, more than ten pounds of stones smashed on the city wall, the city stomping, the first time the wide east city gate bloomed everywhere, the battlements were splashed with sharp stone chips, occasionally you can see the Fujian army soldiers hiding behind screaming and falling down, pieces of wall skin fell off, the bricks were torn apart, and the dense arrow rain added a layer of black pressure spikes to the city head, like a full of reeds.

Under the terrifying attack as if the end of the world had collapsed, the huge walls were wailing.

The roaring attack lasted for an hour, and the stomping on the city wall was as uneven as the caries of a slacker who drank Coke and didn't brush his teeth, and could vaguely watch the dark red blood flow on the exposed rammed earth and potholed city wall.

After shooting arrows for a long time, the light cavalry with sore arms retreated like a cloud, and behind, riding camels, shouting and rushing up, some warriors with thicker leather armor arrived at the city with a fighting spirit.

When it comes to Arabs, people always have the impression of iron horses who come and go like the wind, but they don't know that the Arabs are also semi-agricultural and semi-nomadic, living in a desert oasis with a narrow area of arable land, in order to defend the poor results, the fierceness of the Arab settled tribes is even above the nomadic tribes, and the early army of the Prophet Muhammad also relied on camel infantry to fight the world.

Yemen and Oman were originally the richest regions in the entire Arabian Peninsula, which were most affected by the maritime monsoon, and the land was fertile, known as the pearl of the peninsula, but wealth also brought disasters, which were conquered and plundered by Ethiopia and Sassanid Persia.

In particular, the shift of the economic center to Mesopotamia in the Persian Gulf and to the shores of the Mediterranean instead of the Red Sea has had disastrous consequences for both regions, but it was Islam that dealt the final blow to Yemen.

The kingdom of Lehmi, the Arab dynasty that ruled the Omani generation, was finally Sassanid Persia, and suffered a devastating blow at the first time of Islamic expansion, and the fate of the conquered can be imagined.

Later, the opening of the Suez Canal turned the international trade route back to the Red Sea coast, but unfortunately this did not bring any practical benefits to the thirsty Yemen and Oman, but they knew too well the plundering character of the Arabs.

Watching ships and ships of Fujian silk and porcelain drifting across the ocean, not even touching the hair, the resentment of these desert raiders can be imagined, camels carrying ladders, groups of elite Yemeni infantry almost with red eyes and scimitars in their mouths, and climbing towards the city wall like ants.

The city, which had been silent for an hour, finally regained some vitality, behind the broken city wall, the soldiers of the Fujian army roared and smashed the heavy wood and stones obtained from the demolition of the houses, and sometimes the heads of the Arabians who could be smashed by a large stone were broken, and the brains were splashed, and a large number of people fell down the ladder.

With extraordinary determination, the Yemeni infantry fought to the death, and climbed desperately towards the city under the rain of rolling stones and skulls at the head of the city.

It was more than ten minutes of shocking bloody battle, a Fujian soldier from Tianzhu had just carried a stone to the battlement, and the cold and sudden rush up of the Yemeni infantry was cut off by the cold and shining scimitar, blood splashed, and the heads of the soldiers fell to the ground with a whirl, and immediately, the Yemeni infantry wearing camel skin armor, strong and strong like primitive people, finally the first to climb the city wall, the two scimitars set off a flash melody of blood and metal like a spinning top.

The balance that had been going on was finally broken, and a moment later the walls of the eastern city were like a broken sailboat, and the Yemeni camel infantry rushed up like a leak, and on this wall, the Min and Arabs engaged in a cruel and bloody battle to chop the city.

The first attack hit the city wall, and the Saladin Caliph looking from behind couldn't help but squint his sunken eyes, watching this scene with satisfaction.

He didn't have the luxury of expecting to take Shiraz in one attack, and the Fujian army and reserves were not dispatched, but the first time it was able to greatly kill and injure the defenders and dampen the opponent's spirit, which also made the Yemeni caliph who had absorbed the oriental culture in recent years extremely satisfied.

"It's time to retreat."

Reciting a word of Arabic, Saladin waved his heavy lance at the servant again, but before the servant could pass the order in the form of a flag, an incredible scene occurred.

The night before yesterday was lifted down, the heavy door blocking beast head was pushed open suddenly, and the rich rancid smell of the corpses of people and horses pressed below came to the face, but in just a moment, the smell was dispersed by the impact of the crowd, and the black Fujian infantry armor tide also rushed out like a flood, and countless Fujian soldiers actually went out of the city to fight.

The well-trained government soldiers formed a small battle formation, and the spearmen's dense spears stabbed the camel infantry who stayed under the city like raindrops, and the Yemeni infantry who were still riding on camels were assassinated and dismounted in shock, and the situation of the originally precarious city wall suddenly changed, and the city soldiers fought back more ferociously, and the Yemeni infantry who were cut off from the back road were panicked, jumping down the city like dumplings, and the corpses even filled the stranded trenches.

Seeing this scene, Caliph Saladin couldn't help frowning and shook his head suspiciously.

"The Min people actually went out of the city to die? Why? ”