The fire of a day and a night was enough to blacken half of the city, even if it had been attacked by the Tang army, the great mosque that had not been damaged was actually half collapsed under the iron hooves of the Arabs themselves, and the streets of the northern city accumulated a layer of black ash were full of lodging corpses, and the corpses of the Tang army and Bedouins were entangled and even indistinguishable. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]. Visit:.

Even after the fire, the blood on the ground was still thick and not completely coagulated, and a layer of floating ash on it took a long time to pull it off if one foot stepped on it, and even with such effort, a group of nobles among the Arabs in scaly armor still staggered over and stopped beside a pile of corpses.

The young Arab, who was more than 1.9 meters tall and had a handsome face and a burly figure, did not care about being dirty, and reached out and turned over the corpse of the Tang army general who was crawling on the ground.

There was a broken lance thrown beside him, and the horizontal knife full of gaps in his hand was still tightly held, and he didn't know how many arrows he had hit in front of him, but the arrow shaft was cut off by the fierce general in his hand, and the purple and black blood didn't know if it was his or the enemy's.

Even at this time, Li Jingye still had his eyes open, and the fifty-year-old man beside the young Arab sheikh who was staring at him with a tigerish look forced to take a breath of cold air and take a step back.

"Don't worry, Ayub, this Tang man is dead, when will you be bolder?" Full of ridicule, the young chief turned around with a sneer and said, but casually put down Li Jingye's corpse, and the young Arab chief shook his head with emotion.

"Forget it, don't say it's you, kill thirteen fierce generals in a row, the bravery of this Tang people even makes Ben Emir's heart sway, not to mention you who are as timid as a mouse, strange, they don't believe in God, who gave him so much courage?"

"Saladin, now is not the time to lament the Tang people!" Despised by such a young man, the elder Arab sheikh Ayub couldn't help but be angry, his face was red and he roared angrily: "The grain stored in Kufa has been burned, what shall we eat?" Jabr said that there are mountains of grain here, and now there is not a grain of grain, but our entire Yemen soldiers are here, and they want to eat! ”

Hearing this, even the other chiefs couldn't help but turn their heads and look at them with concern.

When the Muslims rose, Muhammad and his successors relied mainly on the Arabs in the Hejaz region, where the water and grass were barren, the climate was arid and harsh, and the limited land could not support all the Arabs.

But in this era, Oman and Yemen, the land of the Arabian Peninsula near the Gulf of 'Bo', is a rare land of good feng shui, nourished by the rain of the sea, it is slightly richer, and the puppet Arab kingdoms supported by the 'Bo' and Byzantines are also established here.

Therefore, at the time of Islamic expansion, the Arab tribes here were the first to be conquered, and after the return of the Prophet Muhammad, the tribes here believed that their duty of loyalty to Mecca should also end and become independent, for which they were suppressed by Mecca, and their blood was shed in the first Islamic civil war.

Moreover, since the era of the four caliphs, the tribal political positions of Oman and Yemen are mainly Sunnis, and they are not interested in the "radical" Shia.

Had it not been for the occupation of Mesopotamia and the nearby affluent areas to the Yemen, the complete severance of trade routes in Oman, the cutting off of fragrant wheat and sweet dates from the plains, and the threat of starvation once again from the Arab tribes, the Bedouin tribes here would not have gathered almost all the young warriors of the tribe to respond to the Shiite call of war.

After eating up the last sheep in the tribe, these Arabs came hungry, and now that the food is gone, the dozen or so tribal chiefs are all terrified.

"What's the hurry?"

Gently putting down Li Jingye's corpse, the young and sturdy Saladin clapped his hands and stood up, pointed to the north casually, and suddenly became 'excited' and roared: "In the past, the arrogant aristocratic hypocrites in Mecca restrained us and did not allow us to plunder the rich cities and lands of the fertile crescent, but now, they have been defeated, and they have to rely on us to counterattack the Fujian!"

"Now, stepping on this land of 'milk' and honey, Ben Emir is afraid that his pockets are not big enough, but you are good, but you are afraid that you will not eat, haha, it's ridiculous!" As if hearing a big joke, the young ruler shook his head even more rudely.

Although his tone was even more unpleasant this time, including the old man Ayub, the eyes of every Monan chief lit up, flashing with the golden light of hunger and greed.

Giving up collecting pitiful booty in the charred cities, the 260,000 Arab light cavalry abandoned Kufa as if they were shoehorny, and along the high-speed asphalt roads built by the Fujian State, the yellow 'color' figure spread like a cancer in Mesopotamia and the body of the Fujian State.

Compared to the almost unharmed conquest of the Tang people, the raging fire and splattered blood flowed in a city with a 'Bo' people, and billowing black smoke could be seen almost everywhere.

"Goodbye, brave Tang people, I hope I can 'fight' with you in the next life."

Unlike the Bedouin tribes who hurriedly killed Mesopotamia, Saladin ordered his tribe to collect the corpses of the dead in Kufa, and it took a day to delay before embarking on the journey.

Anyway, about 10,000 Bedouin cavalry were his main force, and Saladin knew early on where the city was rich

While Mesopotamia was groaning under the iron hooves of the desert cavalry, Jerusalem was bleeding.

"Amur, you betrayed my father and betrayed the Umayyad family, and you will not die a good death!"

His ornate robes were stripped away, his high position was knocked out of the clouds, and the eldest son of Mu'awiyah, who was almost designated as the next caliph, was now not like a lowly slave, he was tied up with ropes and pressed to the ground, and the young ruler hissed and cursed as hard as he could as he looked at the arrogant figure of Amr on the platform.

The breath of despair gripped the wounds of the Dome of the Rock in Jerusalem, and once the coup d'état began, it became irrepressible, and under the impetus of Amur, the second son of Mu'awiyah, Arafa, was the first to be captured and tortured, and this undetermined son had to bite out the other members of the Umayyad family according to Amur's will, and the spearhead was directly pointed at the caliph's successor, Yazid.

Of course, Yezid was not willing to be captured, let alone framed, but unfortunately, Yezid still prepared the caliph, not the caliph, and after a night of hand-to-hand combat, his forces were defeated and he was captured.

Amur stood on the earthen platform under the dome, and from here, thousands of nobles who had once been high, both men and women, old and young, were all pressed down with their hands tied, and the women and women raised in the boudoir looked around in horror with their hands behind their backs, and the old people hung their heads in despair, and the children did not understand what it meant, and they were still playing in a bunch.

Almost all the members of the Umayyad family and even the upper class of the Syrian nobility were all here, and they were all wiped out, listening to the angry scolding, begging for mercy, and crying below, but Amur just stared at the sky with cold eyes.

"Kill!"

A cold word popped out of his mouth, and the first row of executioners who had been preparing for a long time immediately carried the previous row of human traffickers to the front, including the preparatory caliph Yazid, who was still chattering and scolding angrily, and the bright scimitar slammed down, and blood splattered, and the king who should have inherited and carried forward the Umayyad dynasty in history completely closed his mouth.

The first row killed one-third of the magnates of the Umayyad Dynasty, but this political massacre continued, whether it was the old and senile old people, or the innocent 'women' and 'women' who were bound and raised in deep houses under Islamic teachings, and even children who didn't know anything, they were all tied firmly by the five 'flowers', and they were pulled to the front without mercy, and finally cut off their heads with a knife and kicked them into the deep pit that had been dug.

A massacre, once a great time, the Umayyads who should have created a precedent for the dynasty of the Islamic country were killed a hundred years earlier in the thick blood, vanished, sniffing the blood, Amur spread bloodshot like a devil snooped downward, behind him, another Arab white-robed old man was completely paralyzed, every knife, every scream, every piece of blood, as if it happened to him, as the Umayyad family's hardcore confidant Abdullah, half an hour of execution, his clothes have been completely soaked with sweat.

"O Lord Amur, I, I, I will be loyal to you and make a blood oath before Allah, please, spare my family!"

Thousands of thoughts flashed through his heart, but he still didn't dare to risk his family, Abdullah no longer had a trace of arrogance, and knelt tremblingly at Amur's feet.

"Are you talking about them again?" Finally turned his head, devilish eyes, Amur said coldly, following the direction of his finger, Abdullah felt dizzy again, his family, his wife 'girl' slave, three sons, and grandsons who were still in swaddling clothes, dozens of people were also pressed aside, even if it was more than ten meters, Abdullah could still clearly see the frightened and desperate eyes of his children and grandchildren.

Can't even kneel, Abdullah fell to the ground softly, glanced at him again, Amur sneered and waved his hand, two Arab soldiers dragged him by the collar and picked him up directly, followed Amur, and walked straight to Jerusalem.

"Whether you and your family survive depends on your performance!"

Thrown in front of the 'door' of a house, listening to Amur's cold words, the ambassador of the Arab Empire jumped up smartly, and looked suspiciously, in front of the gorgeous house, a fluttering black 'color' red character Fujian flag came into his eyes -- 74968 + dsuaahhh + 27169490 -- >