The supreme glory is at hand, and it is within reach.

Ibrahim rolled over his horse and raised his sword aloft in his hand.

The sky is cloudy, and heavy rain can fall at any time.

"Allah Almighty! For the glory of Muslims! ”

Silently praying in his heart, Ibrahim urged his horse and slowly walked forward.

Behind him, the Shia warriors also stood up and followed their caliphate onwards.

Civilians from Isfahan, Persian warriors with various weapons......

Under the lead cloud in the sky, everyone clenched their weapons and walked forward step by step.

Soon after, it was only two miles away from the camp of the Tang people, and the camp could already be clearly seen.

It was just a small barracks, perched on a gentle hill. The slope of the hill is extremely gentle, which is not a dangerous place.

Compared to the dense army around him, this military camp was too small.

At the front of the barracks, an old man sat on a wooden platform, none other than his friend and teacher, the great wise man Jafar. Sadigh.

Ibrahim's heavy sword pointed diagonally ahead, looked back at the warriors around him, and roared with excitement: "Go! Kill them all! For the glory of Muslims! ”

His tall frame sat firmly on horseback, the lead cloud under the sky like a reef in a storm, and the warriors around him, with blood-red eyes, roared past their caliphate and rushed towards the military camp in front of him.

At the front were cavalry, numbering several thousand, and behind were more than 30,000 infantry. After the regular army, the citizens from Isfahan shouted loudly and rushed forward with their weapons. Both men and women looked extremely fanatical at this time, and the fatigue of the long journey had been swept away.

The crowd is spread over an extremely wide frontage. Shouting loudly, he rushed forward. Caliph Ibrahim, with a hundred and ten guards, sat on his horse and watched the swarming warriors. His tactic is that there is no tactic, relying on these angry crowds, relying on their anger to break through the camp of the Tang people, and kill all the Tang people inside.

In the Tang army camp and the open space on this side, the space of the Tang army scouts was rapidly compressed. A group of horses left quickly. Ibrahim watched this scene and clenched his fists hard.

Victory or defeat in one fell swoop!

He was a caliph, so he could not participate in the battle himself, which was a great pity for Ibrahim. He didn't think he was afraid of death, but there was no more suitable caliph than him, and for the sake of the future of Hu's world, he could only stay here and watch those loyal warriors go to fight the enemy in bloody battles.

The cavalry at the front was already approaching the enemy's barracks. The Rai citizens around him are not finished yet, and there are still so many Persian warriors behind them. Ibrahim sat firmly on the horse's back, looking at the crowd around him rushing forward like a wave, and wondered how so many people rushed straight over, how could he not smash the camp of the Tang people.

Glancing at the high platform outside the barracks from afar, Ibrahim looked up at the gloomy sky and prayed in his heart: "Allah! Bless the devout Muslims! ”

The next moment, the raindrops the size of beans smashed down on the head and face.

Almost instantly. The rain between heaven and earth was like an arrow, and the torrential rain fell instantly. The people who were rushing forward shouted loudly. One by one, they were extremely excited, and they cheered wildly.

The vast rain obscured the vision, and the military camp in front could be faintly seen in the rising rain and mist. Under such heavy rain, many people couldn't even stand on their feet, staggered forward, and still let out loud screams from their mouths.

Allah provides. It's raining! The crossbow arrows of the Tang people are useless!

Without the advantage of crossbow arrows, the Tang people were naturally no match for Muslims. This expedition of the Tang people is coming to an end here!

People with various weapons roared loudly in the torrential rain, and from time to time wiped the rain from their faces with their hands. Following the footsteps of the people in front of him, he rushed towards the flat hill.

Rush over! Rescue the great Jafar. Sadigh!

Rush over! Kill all the aliens from the East who have come from afar!

Between the dark heaven and earth, the Muslims shouted feverishly and launched the most frantic assault on the military camp on the flat hill.

Ibrahim sat on horseback with his hand on his forehead trying to see ahead, but all he could see was rain and arrows. Heavy rain fell on the ground, rising and mist rose and had already shrouded the heavens and the earth.

However, the people behind him still rushed forward in groups past him at high speed, that is, they were not hindered in any way.

"Come with me, let's get closer!" Ibrahim commanded loudly, and led his guards to follow the flow of people.

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Before the heavy rain fell, outside the camp of the Don Army, Jafar. Sadiq sat on the wooden platform, looking at the dark sky above him, and suddenly burst into a burst of crazy laughter.

This wise man has been a gentle man all his life, and he has never been so mad.

His ears were deaf and he could not hear his own laughter, his gray hair danced in the wind, and his eyes were full of tears of excitement.

He saw the dense cannibals in the distance, and knew he was being used as bait. Then he saw the miracle of Allah, the raging black clouds that swept in, and saw the Don people in the camp become nervous and busy.

The giant crossbows placed on horseback were quickly dismantled and carried into the tents by the Tang people. The expressions of the Tang cavalry who were sitting on horseback also became extremely solemn.

Jafar. Sadiq was extremely happy and looked up at the sky.

What about you piercing my ears? Victory in this battle belongs to the people of Allah!

He had been praying in his heart for Allah's protection, and Allah, Almighty, finally heard his call and brought bad luck to the distant races of the East.

"Allah! You hear my call, let the rain fall! "Jafar. Sadiq raised his hands with heavy chains and shouted loudly in his heart.

At this moment, dense rain arrows fell from the sky, hitting his body with a hot pain, instantly wetting his robe. Then the whole world between heaven and earth becomes a world of water.

"Allah Almighty! Great Allah! "Jafar. Sadiq's face trembled, and his gaze became extremely bright.

"I am the darling of Allah and the beacon of Allah's kingdom! Allah can really hear me! ”

The rain was heavy at the beginning, Jafar. Sadiq could no longer lift his head, he sat on a high platform, and could only see very close in the mist. It didn't take long for the earth to slowly tremble, and I don't know how many people were rushing towards it.

Those are Muslims, the people of Allah, who are rushing towards this place at this time.

This is the opportunity that Allah has given to Muslims to defeat their enemies, and Ibrahim has seized it!

Looking back at the Tang army camp, I couldn't see anything clearly. There was also a vast mist ahead, and the robes on his body were all wet. Sadiq shivered suddenly, feeling very cold, but his heart was on fire.

In the camp of the Don Army.

When Ma Lan walked up to the arrow tower, his armor and robes were already soaked.

The rain was so heavy that the barracks instantly became an island in the middle of the ocean. The ground shook violently, and the cheers of the great cannibals could be heard in the rain, getting closer and closer to the camp.

The moment the heavy rain fell, the big cannibal was still two miles away from the camp, and by this time, it should have almost reached the edge of the trench. However, nothing can be seen.

Listening to the cheers of the big cannibal, Ma Lan twitched the corners of his mouth.

Before he even started fighting, he had already unilaterally declared victory, and he was also drunk.

"Eight bull crossbows! Test firing! Taking a deep breath, Ma Lu picked up the iron horn at hand and shouted loudly in the torrential rain.

This rainstorm has indeed brought a lot of trouble, the Anxi army is usually commanded by the flag, and now in this kind of weather, a little farther away can not be seen clearly through the mist, and the flag language is no longer suitable. So Ma Lu switched to using his voice to command, but fortunately, his voice was loud enough, and with the amplification effect of the horn, the sound spread in an instant.

The loudest voice in the Anxi army is Du Huan, if that family is here, he won't even need a horn.

As soon as Ma Luan finished speaking, among the dozens of tents near the camp gate, huge arrows pierced through the rain curtain, flew over the fence with a whistling sound different from usual, and disappeared into the mist.

In these tents, an eight-ox crossbow was temporarily placed, which had just been dismantled from the horse. A moment after the giant arrow flew out, the screams could be faintly heard, but they were immediately drowned out by the cheers of the Persians.

Ma Lan sighed softly, the rain was too heavy.

This time, all of them were Heavenly Thunder Arrows, and dozens of Heavenly Thunder Arrows did not even explode, and all of them were extinguished by the heavy rain.

That is to say, although the Eight Bull Crossbow can still be fired, the Sky Thunder Arrow has no effect and can only cause some physical damage.

The Heavenly Thunder Arrow is specially made, and if it only relies on physical damage, it is incomparable to the pure steel giant arrow. This time, there are more heavenly thunder arrows, but there are not many pure steel giant arrows.

The Heavenly Thunder Arrow did not explode, and Ma Lu decided not to use these eight-bull crossbows in battle. In terms of lethality alone, the biggest effect of the Eight Bull Crossbow is not to kill the enemy, but to deter, and now it is raining heavily, the water mist is extremely large, and the figure cannot be seen clearly from a hundred and ten steps away. In that case, it is better not to use it.

Ma Ling quickly issued orders through the loudspeaker, and the soldiers in the tent put down their crossbows, walked out of the barracks, got on their horses, and quickly walked into the ranks.

Standing on top of the arrow tower, I faintly saw a large number of figures appearing at the edge of the outermost trench, each riding a war horse, which should be Ibrahim's descendants. Those people had seen Jafar on the wooden platform. Sadigh, the people at the front, rode up the avenue directly opposite the camp gate, and rushed up in the direction of the wooden platform.

My ears were filled with the cheers of the big cannibals, and I sounded quite elated. Ma Lan sneered, raised the tin horn, and issued another order. (To be continued.) )