No matter how heroic and magnificent the war is, what is left behind is always full of scars. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

The scorching sun scorched the earth, and the location of the barracks of the two armies had become a messy battlefield, with the corpses of men, horses, and war elephants everywhere, artillery fire stirring up a few feet of yellow sand, and stumps and broken bones scattered around the big pits.

The vast majority of the Don army broke through, but there were still people who remained here.

Twenty red-clothed cannons were scattered on the ground, Arabs and Tang people were intertwined with drunken battlefields, dried blood flowed from the beard of the white flowers, one hand was holding the bent long lance, and the other hand was holding the overturned red-coated cannon, but the veteran Dugu was lying on his head and smiling.

Streams of blood continued to drip on the thirsty ground with his laughter.

Looking at the old Guanzhong Tang people with no less than thirteen or fourteen feather arrows stuck in the armor, as if they would fall down as soon as the wind blows, the hundreds of Arabs surrounding around him were holding scimitars and bowing down, but they didn't dare to get on any of them.

There are dozens of corpses scattered around, and that's the fate of the reckless!

Finally, a wave of camel bells broke the deadlock, and looking at the totemic banner with the sign of the star, moon and sun, the besieging Arabs respectfully made way for the messengers of Mecca to the front.

Wrapped in a white turban, but with black hair and the same dark eyes, Hou Jie sighed and said softly: "General Dugu, surrender!" You have been abandoned here, and there is no point in resisting any longer, I admire the strong in Islam."

"Do you know what I'm laughing at?"

A stumbling voice interrupted Hou Jie's words, slightly raised his bowed head, and the wrinkled Dugu Loss smiled very gloomy, terrifying, but very complacent.

"Housheng, you know? In the old man's life, there were three regrets, the first was in the Great Cause year, when His Majesty Emperor Yang conquered Goguryeo, at that time, I was as young as you, and I put on clothes and armor with my fellow villagers and followed His Majesty Emperor Yang to conquer foreign countries. ”

"That time, the old man and his fellow townsmen Dou Di and Erzhu Changqing made an agreement, no less than Liaodong, and died in Yalu Water, but in the defeat of Sashui, both of them died by the Yalu River, but the old man fled back, you know? He took off his armor and fled back pretending to be a man. ”

Speaking of which, Dugu Loss shook his head quite self-deprecatingly, Hou Jie was also surprised, since the Yonghui period Dugu Loss began to be reused, the old guy has always dared to fight, who would have thought that he would be so cowardly and embarrassed when he was young.

"The second regrettable thing happened in Guanzhong, when the old man followed Zuo Yiwei's general Yin Shishi to guard Chang'an, when the Tang Dynasty rebelled, the army attacked, the old man was ordered to guard the Tonghua Gate, the old man still remembered, and Gu Yi and other twenty-six generals swore an oath in front of the general tent in front of the door, and the door died, but after the Tang army broke through the southeast, the general was captured, and the old man still laid down his arms and surrendered."

"Maybe this is retribution, the Tang Dynasty was established, Emperor Taizong broke the Turks in the north and Goryeo in the east, but the old man was not able to step out of Guanzhong again, and he was empty in an idle official for many years, and in a blink of an eye to the year of knowing the destiny of heaven, the old man thought that he was going to do nothing in this life, and when he died at the hands of a woman, the King of Min returned."

"Fortunately, the old man can wear the armor again in the year of the sixtieth year, serve in the army, crisscross and extraterritorial, and conquer foreign races. Hahahaha! ”

The corners of his mouth were foaming with blood, Dugu was still laughing excitedly, and the Arabs around him couldn't help but be stunned again, fighting all night, with thirteen arrows and three swords in his body, the blood was all gone, and there was such momentum, could it be that he really had the protection of Allah, and he couldn't die?

Saying this, Hou Jie also stopped his thoughts, sighed, pulled out the horizontal knife from his right rib, jumped off the camel, and dragged the knife with his right hand and stepped forward. After laughing for a moment, he suddenly pulled out the bloody lance from the ground, his eyes widened, and he dragged the lance Dugu to meet him quickly.

"Phew!"

The blood-draining lance and sharp horizontal knife suddenly reflected a cold light, and the surrounding Arabs closed their eyes and retreated, until the sound of the brush made them raise their heads to look over.

The three-meter-long blade of the Zaoyang lance was dripping with blood, but it passed past Hou Jie's ear, but the three-foot Qingfeng was covered with blood and passed through the chest.

"Hehe, old man, no regrets!"

Strands of blood flowed down his beard, and after muttering a word, Dugu died suddenly, supporting his corpse, but Hou Jie shook his head gently.

"I'm not done yet!"

Suddenly pulled out the knife, wiped off the blood with his left hand, neatly returned it to the sheath, and let Dugu's body fall to the ground, Hou Jie turned over and rode on the camel, and walked away without looking back.

Watching this scene in a daze, for a while, the hesitant Arab soldiers swarmed up and slaughtered into the Fujian Yankuai camp.

Last night and night, the biggest loss of the Arabs was not how many were killed and wounded by the Tang army, even if more than 20,000 camels were ridden away, it was a trivial matter, the biggest loss was as many as half of the army that was broken up in the intimidation of the Tang people's Kong Ming lantern, and even after dawn, the first thing the Arabs did was not to continue to attack the Tang army camp, but to sort out the panicked army and recover the scattered army.

And although there was obviously a chance to escape, Dugu Cheng led his 3,000 soldiers to fight to the death in front of the camp until the whole army was annihilated, attracting the attention of the Arab army for Li Jie, until noon that day, the Arabs set foot in the abandoned military camp of Fujian and sent a pursuing army.

The corpses strewn across the ground had been cleared, and a large pile of black marks from the burning had been left on the sand, crouching, and Hou Jie was inspecting the ashes piece by piece to inspect the wires, strips, and the remnants of the incineration, and the great imams of Rabul, Jabr, Yusuf, Ayyub, Shia, Sunni, and other sects were all watching with full attention.

Mecca called on the Arabs, in the name of God, if the vacillation of the Tang army is not clarified, it will be a big obstacle to the next military and political action, and can even shake the foundation of Islam.

Fortunately, after trying to observe for a while, Hou Jie clapped his hands easily, shook his head with a smile, and said easily: "I see."

Under the orders of the elders of various tribes, more than 10,000 Arabs who were chased back were gathered together, and Hou Jie also prepared some things, the Arabs did not have good rice paper, so they could only spend dozens of sheepskins to make thin pockets, propped up with branches, and a small plate with wool underneath, in which the burning mutton fat was burned.

Ten thousand defeated soldiers sat together, and in the midst of their eyes, Hou Jie sent this simple Kong Ming lantern, and in the surprised gaze of a group of Arabs, this strange thing floated up.

"See clearly! Heat can make the atmosphere rise, just like the heat flow we see in the desert, and the Chinese used this little trick last night to release 10,000 of these lamps, as if Allah had descended, but they were all fake! ”

With Hou Jie's explanation, the rest of the Arab imams also helped.

"Everybody's clear! The wise Hou Mullah has pierced the trick of the Tang people! ”

"The little trick that the Tang people learned from the devil could not deceive the wise eyes of Allah's messenger at all!"

One by one, the mullahs and the Sheikh descended into the ranks and roared as hard as they could, but they couldn't turn their heads when they looked at the dull sheepskin fluffy lanterns, and then thought about the lifelike Colossus of Allah that shone with a pale yellow light last night.

In short, after having such an explanation, the Arab rout troops who were in a mood dispersed one after another, and spread the news in the Arab military camps, so that the commotion Arab military camps once again returned to calm.

However, things are always unsettled and wave after wave, just after pacifying the interior, before Jabr and other spiritual leaders and imams can breathe a sigh of relief, dozens of Arabian desert tribe warriors rushed in with angry faces.

"Elders, it's not good, those Byzantines have snatched all the spoils!"

"What?" Finally taking a breath, the imams, who had gathered in the tent to pray and eat, jumped up in unison again.

The Tang army, which broke down to the south last night, was not so good at fighting, and they were all rich like buns, either carrying a piece of gold ingots in their arms, or hiding a precious silk, spices, wine and jewelry, and the wealth mobilized the Byzantine army, and almost all the generals could not suppress these Byzantine troops to go out to catch these big heads, and as early as the early morning, the Byzantine had already attacked the Fujian Yankuai battalion from the rear.

After the Arab soldiers who fought hard in front of the camp gate rushed in, all that was left was the Byzantines, who were still looking for a mess and undying, and they fought hard all night without catching any hair, and the hot-tempered Arab soldiers immediately clashed with the Byzantine army.

By the time Jabr and other elders arrived, the Byzantines had already emptied the building, and the huge Tang camp had also been looted, and there was not a single hair left behind by the Tang people, including mules, horses, livestock, grain and forage, and gorgeous chariots.

After a day and a night of hard fighting, there were no less than 50,000 casualties, and now there are still more than 50,000 fleeing tribesmen who have not recovered, and as a result, when the spoils of war are divided, there are only 20 bronze cannons that have blocked the cannon holes and soaked in blood and thrown all over the ground.

Last night, when the Tang army broke through the siege, the war elephants that were driven as the vanguard allowed the Arabs to catch more than 200 heads, which was useful, but this thing ate more than ten camels.

Now the grain and grass of the Arab army are exhausted, and the last grain and cheese and jerky of the tribe are all brought by the soldiers.

Seeing that the corners of the Great Imam Jabr's wrinkled mouth twitched wildly, Hou Jie, who lowered his head slightly, pouted with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and didn't say anything more.

Even at this time, the group of Arab elders still maintained their rational restraint, and were silent for a while, calming the already angry and trembling Jabr, and Rabul immediately gave a dull command to the equally indignant Arab sheikhs on the side.

"Come, send envoys to the Byzantine military camp and ask them to hand over the grain of the Tang army!"

On the one hand, the Tang people really pushed the Arab tribes to a limit, and on the other hand, the poor tribes were not for the spoils of war? It seems that Rabul gave up asking the Byzantines for other booty, and the Arabian sheikhs who were appointed also had a very bad face, and they waited for a while to do so.

Returning to the big tent of the Chinese army from the Tang army camp, mutton, naan, cheese and the like for the religious elders had been served, but there were more than a dozen Islamic great imams, none of whom had an appetite, and all of them sat on the bunks.

Half an hour, the Arab desert envoy who rushed back from the Byzantine camp was late, and after going for such a long time, the Arab envoy not only did not bring back food, but brought back a stomach, and as soon as he arrived at the gate of the Chinese army, this reckless man chief fell to his knees fiercely.

"Elders, the damned Byzantines not only admit to robbing the spoils of war, but also slander the great Arabs, and just take out a few hundred sacks of grain, they will send their subordinates away, the proud and arrogant Byzantines, who treat us Arabs like beggars!"

More than a dozen elders all turned their heads in disbelief, and after a while, Gabr, who had the hottest temper, had already pulled out the scimitar hanging on the wall, threw it on the ground with great force, and roared fiercely: "Byzantines! Constantine IV, you are so deceitful! ”