The sky was getting brighter and brighter, and golden sunlight was falling between the clouds, sparsely sprinkled on the battlefield. A blood-colored mist shrouded the entire Pinggang, and on the gentle slope, there were dense layers of corpses. Blood and rain mix into a turbid stream that flows down the gentle slope.

The frightened Persians stepped on the blood-colored mud and fled desperately in all directions, and many of them staggered to the ground, and were immediately trampled into the mud by those behind them, and soon disappeared.

"Get out of here!"

"Damn Persian dogs!"

"Stay away from the Caliphate!"

Caliph Ibrahim watched as the loyal guards swung their weapons on their horses, slashing at the Persians who dared to approach, and sat on his horse like a sculpture.

In front of the field of vision, the gentle slope was littered with corpses, and on each fallen corpse, there were several sharp arrows, some of which were even shot like hedgehogs.

It was the arrows of the Dons, and he had seen them under the city of Isfahan, and the scouts of the Tang people had used them to shoot the Persian Mawari who had stood in their way.

And at this moment, all his warriors, whether cavalry or infantry, had fallen under such arrows. The citizens of Isfahan, who volunteered to join the war, also fell under such arrows.

But—why is that?

Allah has shown miracles and sent down storms that he has never seen before, why can the Don still use a bow and a crossbow and kill his loyal warriors!

With so many people rushing up, shouldn't it be easy to break through the Tang people's camp and kill all the Tang people inside? Why is the Tang man's camp so good, while his warriors are all dead?

Why is this the case!

Allah! Can't you stop these aliens from the east?

At this moment, Ibrahim felt unprecedented despair in his heart.

With the protection of Allah. Originally thought it would be a winning situation, he had even celebrated the victory in advance, who would have expected this result in the end!

In such a rainstorm, the Tang people's bow and crossbow can still be used!

But – it's impossible!

Something that was obviously impossible happened right under your nose!

Ibrahim froze on top of his warhorse, he couldn't figure it out. I can't figure out why this is happening.

The descendants of Haojie Ali, who have been waiting for more than a hundred years, thought they were about to stand on the peak, but they fell into the bottomless abyss in an instant!

He is the descendant of Ali, the man who wants to be the great cannibal caliphate, how can he be defeated, how can he be defeated!

There was silence in the camp of the Don army, no more crossbow arrows were fired, and the frightened Persians were like frightened rabbits. Running all over the mountains.

The clouds in the sky slowly dispersed, and the scorching sun appeared overhead, and there was a light between heaven and earth.

"Click!"

The earth trembled slightly with the deafening sound of horses' hooves coming from ahead.

From the rear of the Tang army camp, a large number of cavalry suddenly rushed out, surging like a tide, and quickly dispersed after crossing the barracks, chasing the fleeing Persians and began to slash and slaughter wantonly.

Those cavalry were skilled in horsemanship. The muddy ground after the heavy rain seemed to have little effect on them, and the horses rounded the ground full of corpses. Quickly pursued the Persians. Screams and cries rang out in a dense manner across the battlefield, blood splattered under the scorching sun, severed limbs and stumps flew everywhere, and almost instantly, the fleeing Persians were in a desperate situation.

Ibrahim's forehead was bruised, and his face twitched.

There are—so many!

Cavalry rushing out from the rear of the barracks. A rough estimate is more than 30,000, such a cavalry is actually hidden in the rear of the Tang army camp!

The number of this cavalry alone has already exceeded the number of Tang troops known before!

At this time, Ibrahim suddenly understood something. Why couldn't any information from the Tang people get a few days ago?

The Tang people are hiding their strength!

Their strength is already so strong, and they are still hiding their strength!

Shameless! Shameless!

Ibrahim looked at the light riders in simple leather armor and shouted, and his heart roared unwillingly.

There were a lot of cavalry rushing over, and many of them rushed directly to his position. These guys who only wear leather armor are obviously different from the Tang Army who wear iron armor. Ibrahim had also been to Khorasan and, when he saw these guys, immediately understood that these were Turks.

From the barracks to his position, it was only a mile, and although the hillside was a little muddy, the cavalry rushed at a very fast speed. A large number of Turks shouted loudly, brandished their swords and spears, and laughed excitedly, and rushed towards Ibrahim's position, and the guards shouted angrily, waved their weapons and urged their horses to meet him.

"Let's go! Caliph! The leader of the guards shouted, "Get out of here, we've been defeated!" ”

As he spoke, the Turks and the guards collided with each other, roaring and shouting, swords clashing, and people being cut off their horses. Although the guards were loyal and brave, the Turks were densely packed, and one by one the guards fell one after another. The Turks who came in did not stop here, most of them rushed straight through, and only some of them engaged the guards.

"Let's go? Where else can we go? Ibrahim laughed miserably, "Our warriors are dead, where else can I go?" ”

I wanted to be the caliph of all the great cannibals and the hero of the great cannibals, but I didn't expect this to end up like this.

All dreams came to naught, and by this time, Ibrahim was relaxed.

There is no escape, so ...... Die bravely!

"Caliph! Let's go! If you don't leave, it's too late! The leader of the guards shouted.

Ibrahim shook his head, clenched his sword tightly, and headed towards the Turks in front of him.

He is the son of Haojie Ali, where he can be captured, since he can't win, then die in battle!

The heavy sword stabbed into the chest of a Turkic cavalryman, who screamed and fell off his horse, and Ibrahim laughed and swung his blood-stained heavy sword again.

A thunderous roar exploded in his ears, and with the sound of breaking wind, Ying'er's heavy mace smashed over, slamming heavily on the heavy sword. Ibrahim screamed, and the heavy sword had been smashed and flew out.

Then the mace smashed again, directly on his chest, and Ibrahim screamed, and his whole body had left the horse and was smashed into the air.

He lost his strength in an instant, and when he looked down, his chest was all sunken, and Ibrahim's heart was cold, knowing that he was going to die.

Kill only one enemy and he's going to die. At this moment, he only wanted Allah's kingdom to really exist.

After receiving the order to attack, nearly 40,000 Turkic cavalry galloped out from behind the gentle slope and surrounded the scattered Persians, among the fleeing crowd, only these 100 people waved their swords to resist, but in front of the surging Turkic cavalry, this resistance was like a castle of sand on the beach, instantly crushed by the waves.

Chirano didn't know Ibrahim, and he didn't care who was in front of him. Seeing that there was a stubborn resistance here, he rushed over, and after solving this small trouble, Khino quickly left with the Turkic cavalry, and continued to rush forward, while the corpses of the resisters were trampled into the mud.

Carrying a heavy mace to rush left and right, looking majestic in the crowd, the mace was stained with the blood and brains of the enemy, and Qi Bino looked extremely excited as he looked at the crowd fleeing in front of him.

Fighting with the general is so easy and enjoyable. These enemies, who have lost their courage, are not enemies at all, they are simply lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

In addition to these enemies, there is a rich city ahead, and the general has already said that after breaking the city, the sword will never be sealed, and everything in the city can be plundered at will. Of course, what should be left to the general is still to be kept, but there is no doubt that this will be the biggest harvest in the past two years.

"Rush forward! Kill all these guys! Waving the blood-stained mace in his hand, he laughed. The surrounding warriors cheered in unison, urging the horses to speed forward.

……

The sun is scorching.

Ma Lan stood at the top of the arrow tower and watched this scene from afar.

Ibrahim died.

He saw Ibrahim's stubborn resistance, and saw Cherino himself rush forward and crush the caliph to death.

When a man is killed, he dies, and so did Ibrahim.

In the original history, Ibrahim probably died in these two years, but it had nothing to do with the Tang people, but died at the hands of Mansour.

In the original history, he was crushed to death by al-Mansur with an earthen wall, but this time he died under a mace.

But it doesn't make a difference how you die, if you die, you're nothing.

Ibrahim's previous expression made him extremely satisfied, a guy who unilaterally declared victory, and finally found out that he was the loser, this should be the way it should be.

He never regarded Ibrahim as an opponent, because Ibrahim was not worthy at all, so Ibrahim's death was only a trivial matter in his opinion.

Now that the relationship between Moxi and Chang'an has been determined, although Ibrahim is a caliph, there is no need to take his head to Chang'an and hang it on Suzaku Street to show the public to promote the destruction of the country. - Even if they wanted to proclaim, it was already too late, and the rushing Turkic knights had already trampled Ibrahim's body into a pulp, where could he still find a complete head.

Nearly 40,000 Turkic miscellaneous soldiers rushed into the battlefield, like a whirlwind and clouds, and the Persian warriors were only 70,000 or 80,000, and they did not have the slightest will to fight, and they could not outrun four legs on two legs, and they were chased and slashed by the cavalry, and the field of vision was soon full of corpses.

There are also some Persians who still have remnants of blood, and they can turn back to fight after being overtaken, although there are very few, and they are still there after all on such a huge battlefield. However, under the onslaught of cavalry all over the mountains, such resistance was just a few waves, and it was quickly annihilated in the crowd.

Of course, since there is resistance, there will inevitably be casualties.

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