cpa300_4(); The attack of Constantine IV once again completely pushed Eastern Rome and Great Min to the opposite side, and for this reason, Li Jie was also unceremonious, and also hung the two-headed dragon banner in the army. ^^^Baidu & Search @ Suo ~ Wu Shen Ji + Read @ This Book # Latest~ Chapter ^^^

The meaning of the dragon in China is as important as the meaning of the eagle in Rome, and the majestic dragon head takes into account the east on the one hand and the west on the other, revealing Li Jie's ambition nakedly, and at the same time, this totem also reveals the vigorous confidence and fighting spirit of Damin.

Even if there is a strong enemy outside, what if there is a rebellion inside? The dragon fights in the wild, and its blood is yellow! I'm never afraid of challenges!

Looking at this banner similar to that of Eastern Rome, Constantine IV saw a strong sense of challenge, Li Jie married Anna, according to Byzantine jurisprudence, their husband and wife and future heirs have the right to inherit the Byzantine throne, Li Jie is a provocation to his position.

Leaning out his left hand from the thick purple robe of the emperor, stroking the cold gold double-headed eagle epaulette on his right shoulder, looking at Mezchos, the nervous and heavy face of Alesikin's general, Constantine IV was expressionless, and coldly spit out a few words.

"Attack!"

In the whistling sound, the proud ballista of the Romans, the trebuchet began to sound the roar of the new day, different from the stone cannonballs on weekdays, this time, the Romans used one huge clay pot after another, and the viscous Greek fire was projectile in the Damin military camp, and immediately burned a raging fire.

Without showing weakness, the newly arrived cannon of the Fujian army also spewed out deafening anger, more than half a foot long fire spewed out from the muzzle of the cannon one after another, and the heavy lead ball also bounced and raged in the Byzantine military camp, and a material point for hoarding Greek fire was suddenly ignited by the red-hot lead ball, and in the panicked shouting, the thick black smoke was also blazing in the Byzantine military camp.

The Double-Headed Eagle Banner and the Double-Headed Dragon Banner burned together.

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Ctesiphon, the Hall of Virtue.

After Li Jie left, Wu Meiniang also devoted herself to crazy work without sleep.

After all, the dominant system of possession of the army was that the 179 Ochong provinces throughout Mesopotamia secretly controlled most of the strategic points, and although they experienced the initial chaos and losses, the local Ochong provinces were now reintegrated and began to strangle the rebellious Arab tribes in an orderly manner.

After all, the Bedouins who moved from the Arabian Peninsula are still a minority, and most of the Persians are still grateful for the virtue and politics of the Great Min, and cooperate with the Fujian army to enter the hanging, and the tribes that rose out of the riots were gradually compressed into the corners, and Hussein only thought about how to incite the Arab tribes under the rule of the Great Min, but he did not think about how to do the incitement, and the rebels without unified command were like headless flies, and even because of sectarian conflicts, several powerful tribes began to fight among themselves.

Several tribes began to surrender to Damin, and the great rebellion, which had been raging for more than ten days, began to show a weak follow-up.

It's just that Wu Meiniang is worried about more than that, Da Min has invested a huge amount of money in the eastern half of Mesopotamia, and Wu Meiniang has to work hard to preserve the fruits of the tuntian fields and the wheat fields cultivated.

"Ridiculous, rubbish!"

Wu Meiniang, who was blackened in the eyes of another piece of music, threw down the steps angrily, but this time, the news received was not the news of the defeat of the army under his command, but the result of the defeat of the Duhu Mansion in the lower reaches of the Tigris River.

Li Chou's army was defeated in the acacia oasis near the Tigris River, so it is also called the defeat of the acacia, this defeat is after the last Arab defeat, the unprecedented defeat of Damin, the loss is unprecedented.

The whole army was up and down, and the elite iron army of the Protectorate in the river was damaged, with more than 180 generals below the rank of captain, more than 12,650 regular troops, more than 3,720 Persian mercenaries, more than 5,000 Tianzhu mercenaries, 37,000 horses, 30,000 camels, 80,000 knives, 10,000 steel crossbows, 20,000 armor collars, and countless arrows, crossbows, and food supplies.

The greatest loss in this battle was the military might that the Metropolitan Protectorate carried when it first entered the Arabian Peninsula.

Seeing Wu Meiniang, the number one iron lady in the political arena of Da Min, Tie Qing's face, the Hezhong Protector who came to report the news made Yang Xiancheng's trembling legs soften, and he knelt on the ground and almost prayed with crying.

"The sand thieves and barbarians in the desert are in a hurry, most of the military forts of the Protectorate in the west have been breached, and the rebel Busman Beard has even hit the port of Dubai, an important stronghold of the Persian Gulf, and even the king of the county in the river has personally put on armor and gone up to the city to defend, and the minister is stunned, and I implore Fengge to send reinforcements!"

Yang Xiancheng was almost crying blood and tears, but Wu Meiniang, who was covered with frost, didn't even blink her eyes, and directly waved her sleeves coldly: "Enough!" ”

"Go back and tell Li Rang that there are no reinforcements! He poked out the basket and let him settle it himself, and if he lost the Arabian Peninsula, he was not worthy to be the son of his father! Pull it down! ”

didn't waste a penny of lips and tongues, Wu Meiniang turned back to the table again, studied the new battle report, and was dragged by several forbidden soldiers by the sleeves and pulled outward, Yang Xiancheng was still desperately waving his arms in the big sleeves back, and he couldn't even care about the Jinxian crown on his head.

"reads;! The Duhu Mansion is the southern barrier of Damin, so I have to take care of it! Once Dubai is lost, the southern part of Damin will be exposed to the noses of sand thieves! ”

"After all, the king of Hezhong is the queen's own flesh and blood, and you are also the mother of the king of Hezhong, if you don't save you when you die, how can you bear it!"

It's a pity that no matter how he shouted, even Wu Meiniang's attention didn't attract a trace of attention.

Li Rang is indeed the southern barrier of the Fujian army in Mesopotamia, but now that the hinterland is not protected, who has the heart to take care of the barrier?

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Dubai Port.

In the past few months, the wind and sand are particularly violent, in the confluence of sea and land winds, a large stream of sand is like a coiling dragon hovering fiercely in the air at a height of more than ten meters.

After the First Battle of the Acacia, the army of Busmansu snowballed rapidly, and the Great Min stopped trading with the tribes in the desert, and the tribes who had only lived a few comfortable days were particularly angry, and the desire to plunder also flourished with the defeat of the Min army.

Nowadays, the Metropolitan Protectorate can't count how many Bedouins have looted the Arab enclave that has been built with great difficulty in Damin, anyway, there are now more than 30,000 Bedouin sand thieves riding under Dubai Port City.

Yang Xiancheng is not exaggerating, now the troops in his hands are stretched, and the river iron army guarding the port of Dubai is only more than 7,000, and under the huge disparity between the enemy and us, Li Rang also had to personally put on armor and go to the city to boost morale.

Fortunately, some time ago, the major trading houses did not remember the cost of donations, and there were also the non-sleepless smashing of the hired ethnic groups, and there was a circle of unfinished walls of about five meters around the port of Dubai, so as not to let the Fujian army and the Bedouin sand pirates with superior forces fight in the field.

However, the situation is still not optimistic.

In front of him were countless Arab cavalry =, under the cover of yellow sand, bravely rushed to the city, arrows made of bones fell on the city like raindrops, and before they had time to build the city stampede, the defending sergeant had to carefully cover his whole body with a half-man-high oar, and the square shield was already full of arrows like a porcupine.

Even Li Rang's command post was no exception, on the six-meter-high platform, more than a dozen guards of the Imperial Protectorate were constantly covering with round shields, blocking the occasional stray arrows flying in, standing by the fence, young cheeks, the corners of his mouth were constantly twitching, listening to Yang Xiancheng who was kneeling on the ground crying, Li Rang tried his best to freeze his expression in seriousness.

"Your Highness, her Feng Pavilion servant shoots Lord Wu and can't be saved when she sees death! Not a single soldier or soldier refused to send it to the rescue, and let His Highness solve it himself, saying, saying that if His Highness can't hold it, he is not worthy of being the son of His Majesty King Fujian! ”

Listening to Yang Xiancheng's indignant complaints, trying to calm his voice as much as possible, Li Rang didn't turn his head back, and said solemnly: "Lone knows." ”

"Your Highness!" The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Yang Xiancheng even knelt up straight, and shouted anxiously: "Her martial arts mother is clearly on the side of the prince, I wish Your Highness would die, so disregarding family affection, seeing death and not saving, where is there a little mother's love, Your Highness, we should directly write to His Majesty the King of Min and impeach her......"

"Enough!"

Seeing Li Rang turn around suddenly, his bloodshot eyes, Yang Xiancheng's words were forced back into his throat, and he hurriedly kowtowed and turned around and went downstairs.

Turning back to the battlefield again, looking at the swarming Bedouin cavalry, the hardwood fence that Li Rang pinched in his palm gurgled and almost squeezed the slightest cold words from the roots of his teeth.

"Li Chou bears me!" The Tang Expeditionary Force

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