Pulling out the Damascus scimitar at his waist that had not been discarded, Marwan was like a brute bull in heat, his hair stood on end, and the veteran of the Umayyad family roared and strode over, roaring angrily as he walked: "Draw your sword and let Allah witness who is the fool of us!" ”

The unpleasant smell of camel urine made the handsome middle-aged Arab man frown, covered his nose and pouted even more disdainfully, saying, "O Prophet Muhammad! Marwan, won't you lose your own territory and disturb others to defend the glory of Allah? ”

"Fart, you're just having fun, being a swinger drinking wine and playing with slave girls in a depraved pagan Roman mansion, right? If it weren't for the fact that your fleet didn't leave the Strait of Hormuz at all, and allowed the fleet of the Min State to plunder Khorasan, how could Lao Tzu have been defeated so badly? ”

At the mention of this, Marwan was even more angry, he lost this defeat too unjustly, but in the final analysis, a Fujian fleet appeared inexplicably, looting the rear of Khorasan without hindrance, for which Marwan hated Busir, who was in charge of coastal defense, to the bone, and roared with a knife, pointing at the tip of the nose of the handsome Arab guy. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

The spit splattered over, which made Booth shrink back in disgust, but said contemptuously with an even more disdainful look: "Governor Marwan, do you remember that when the great Harry issued the defense, you yelled at General Ben, let me not meddle in your territory, it won't be half a year, you will forget, right?" ”

Marwan's face suddenly turned red like a monkey's buttocks, and he trembled with anger while carrying a knife, but he didn't hold back a word for a long time, but Busl didn't have Yankuai who was angry with him, waved his hand and pointed to his courtyard and snorted coldly: "Is General Ben having fun?" ”

Marwan came back to his senses, looked back, looked at it for a while, and then woke up, the small pool on the ground modeled after the Romans to take advantage of the cool pool is a very irregular shape, and if you look closely, this is actually the Persian Gulf, the Arabian Sea, all the way to the Red Sea, Egypt, the Mediterranean chart.

In the era when there were no satellites, it was not easy to display a series of complex washes in such a three-dimensional way, not only that, but there were also models of miniaturized Arab warships and Fujian warships floating on the surface of the pool, which reflected the entire military dynamics of the Arab Empire in the Persian Gulf.

After watching it for a long time, Marwan suddenly shouted angrily again: "You, you actually withdrew the fleet in the Strait of Hormuz, are you crazy?" Once the Tang people of Fujian land from the Persian Gulf and attack the old land of Posis, the supply of food and grass for the caliphate's expeditionary force will be greatly affected, and the Shiite rebellion has already made the Khalifa very annoyed, and if there is another accident, you and I will be thrown into the sea! ”

"Crazy? Hahaha, I'm not crazy, do you know naval warfare or do I understand naval warfare? Booth's rhetorical question once again stunned Marwan.

In the battle of the mast, with 20,000 landlubber Arabs, the middle commander of the 100,000 old naval power Byzantium, is the handsome Arab guy in front of him like a swinger, and there is really no one who has more say than Busir in the huge empire on the sea.

"And what exactly are you going to do?"

After a moment of silence, the old madman Marwan finally relented, and asked dejectedly, but this question seemed to be itching in Busir, narrowed his eyes, and a strong self-confidence bloomed on the hard face of the handsome Arab man.

"I have been studying this Persian Gulf for almost eight years, and I have been studying the fleet of the Fujian people for more than a year, the navigation technology of the Fujian people is very developed, they can rely on sails alone, and they can cross the ocean without the cooperation of oarsmen, which is far more advanced than us, but this also makes the fleet of the Fujian people a fatal flaw!"

A dangerous look flashed in Busler's eyes, pointing to the map of the pool, the famous admiral of the Arab Empire snorted coldly: "They rely too much on the wind and ocean currents, the unique current of the narrow Persian Gulf will be their burial place, I just want to attract them into the Persian Gulf, there is no Fujian ship to escape!" ”

Seeing Booth laugh dangerously, Marwan couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Two days later.

At the exit of the Strait of Hormuz, the south coast of the Arabian Peninsula presents a prominent triangle to block half of the strait, which is also the narrowest place in the Persian Gulf, both sides of the strait are the hinterland of the enemy, and the huge Fujian fleet is the most vulnerable here, and may be caught off guard by the enemy's naval division.

In order to deal with the long and narrow strait, how to change the formation and defense, the ministers of Fujian studied for more than half a day, and then drew a rough formation map, and the small ships sailed in first, defending on the spot, and then changing the formation into a narrow main fleet of Fujian, the main battleship of 50 meters to 90 meters.

To put it in layman's terms, it is that the original Fujian fleet, which was like a big pie, shrunk into a long strip like feces and stuffed into the mouth of the western dragon in the Persian Gulf.

On the third day, the prepared Fujian fleet changed its formation and began to slowly invade the Persian Gulf in the early morning.

After 1,500 years, the Strait of Hormuz is almost half of the world's lifeblood, and most of the oil produced from the Middle East is transported to Western Europe and the United States through here, but 1,500 years ago, it was not called the Strait of Hormuz.

The name here is still marked by Li Jie on the chart, a strange foreign name, the generals of the navy thought that the king of Min got the name from the ancient book, so it was called, and the merchants of Fujian passed this title to the Arab Empire, who knew that there was no name in the Strait of Hormuz before that, and the Arabs also called it Hormuz by mistake.

When entering the strait, there were still some accidents, the first small ships were actually a few layers faster than before, and quickly pulled out a disjointed gap between the fleets, so that the main fleet had to set off in advance, looking at the rugged reefs and seas on both sides of the strait, Liu Xianji, the vice admiral of the Fujian fleet, couldn't help but be worried, hesitated for a moment, or boarded Cambridge, and said to Liu Renliang, who was looking at the mountains and rivers on both sides: "Zhengzhenggong, we rashly entered such a narrow place, our military ships are large, and it is not easy to dispatch, Isn't it a little too presumptuous? ”

Liu Xianji has always been a stuffy gourd, the kind of thing that works silently, the first time he took the initiative to speak, Liu Renliang was stunned, and then he laughed loudly.

"Don't worry, Yazi, our task is mainly to destroy all the water forces of the Arab Empire in this sea in accordance with the wishes of the King of Min, the old man is only worried about whether he can find the Arab fleet, and the rest is not worth mentioning."

Seeing that Liu Renliang was so confident and dull, Liu Xianji also had to step off the bridge and continue his dispatching work, and the Fujian fleet also rushed into the Persian Gulf at a rapid pace as always.

But just half an hour later, the fog shrouded in the sea slowly dissipated, and the Fujian fleet, which had just rushed into the left shore of the Persian Gulf, found that near the upper right coast, the same huge fleet actually appeared in the northwest direction of the Fujian fleet as if it had fallen from the sky, and it had been in array for a long time, about thirty miles apart.

Seeing the small boat of Fujian fleeing into the desert, standing on the seventy-meter three-meter battleship of the Islamic demon Ibrahim, the flagship of the Arab fleet and the carved ramming horn of the ship, Busr was simply ecstatic.

After careful consideration, he hid in the dark like a hungry wolf and watched every move of the Fujian fleet, for fear of exposing the target, he did not hesitate to waste the physical strength of the oarsman, ordered the fleet to lower the sails, paddled forward, hid in the sea fog, and finally waited for this perfect moment to attack.

The current in the Persian Gulf is very strange, located next to the Arabian Desert, where the daily evaporation is very large, the salinity is high, lower than the Arabian Sea outside, so the current in the Strait of Hormuz flows from the outside to the inside, which is why the Fujian fleet entered a lot faster.

Now, the Fujian fleet he is facing has been stretched into a long and narrow shape, which is the weakest formation in ancient naval warfare, and if he wants to escape after entering the strait, it will become a countercurrent, and the Arab Imperial Navy with sails and oars is confident that the speed is higher than that of the Fujian naval division, if it is in the vast ocean, Bussil is really afraid that the Fujian naval division will go around in circles with him, but in the narrow strait, Bussil is too confident that he will not let any of the Fujian fleets escape.

As for whether he can eat Liu Renliang's 300 main warships and more than 800 auxiliary ships, Busier, like Liu Renliang, has absolute confidence in his subordinates!

"In the name of Allah, rush! As long as you destroy the fleet in front of you, the Arabian Sea will be at your disposal, and General Ben will take you to the coast of the Fujian Kingdom, plunder the wealth there, and snatch back the tender Tang women who have come out of the water, so that the pagan kingdom that does not believe in God will also become a corner of the kingdom of God! ”

The early Arabs had such a fanatical expansion momentum, on the one hand, because of the fanaticism brought to them by Lanism, and on the other hand, the thirst for wealth in the barren Arabian Peninsula.

Under the supervision of the overseer, the oarsmen below sweated like rain and shook the large oars as long as Shumi, like one big centipede after another, and the Arab fleet killed it violently.

The thin array of the Fujian fleet, in the face of such a furious three-column battleship, is as fragile as a piece of tissue paper, as if it is about to be punctured at any time and broken in two, but vaguely listening to the angry howl of the oarsmen of the Arab Empire in the sea fog that has not completely dissipated, the corners of Liu Renliang, who is standing on the bridge and commanding, also show a strange smile......