Chapter 502: Passing on the Throne (I)

The soldiers of the 20,000 Syrian legions were crowded together, all within the range of the Yuan Rong crossbow, 5,000 Yuan Rong crossbows fired a volley, 50,000 steel arrows fell from the top of their heads, and in an instant, most of them had fallen.

The robes around him fell down in unison, and this sudden blow directly blinded the remaining soldiers of the Syrian Legion.

Such a blow fell on the head of the Anthy army, which could not withstand it, let alone the Syrian legion, which had been in army for less than ten years.

After a volley, 5,000 athletes rode their horses and swung their knives at the time of the Syrian fighters before they could react at all, and before they could make contact, the athletes in front of them threw hundreds of fire mines on their horses, and blew down a large part of the remaining Syrian fighters.

The horses of the Anxi athletes have long been accustomed to the roar of gunpowder, but the war horses of the soldiers of the Syrian legion were shocked by the loud noise, and many of the war horses threw the panicked soldiers on the back of the horses directly, and the frightened war horses were not controlled by the knights at all, and they were scurrying around in the valley.

The Anxi athletes rushed into the Syrian army in a row, brandishing terrifying knives and slashing. In such a battle, there is not the slightest suspense at all.

The valley was filled with the sounds of killing, mixed with the screams of the Syrian legion fighters. Abdullah stood at the door of the tent and looked back at the horse, looking very angry.

This is something he didn't expect, he didn't expect Ma Lan to give him no face at all. If he had known that this was the case, he would not have crossed the Zagros Mountains to Isfahan.

Ibrahim was defeated, leaving only two of the three caliphs, and the Umayyad remnant was no match for him, and he could have left Syria with his army, defeated the Muawiyah descendants in the province of Egypt, and left the Fertile Crescent. Go and grab the Mu'awiyyah's territory to the west. When the time comes, he will be far away from the Tang people, and he will be able to be a caliph as well. Why is it so stupid to take the initiative to send it under the knife of the Tang people.

"Old friend, because of your blood, so ......" Ma Xuan spread his hands, "I'm sorry!" ”

Abdullah shouted. Suddenly pulled out the scimitar and rushed towards Ma Lan and Yang Youniang.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, Abdullah fell to the ground, the Damascus scimitar in his hand fell to the ground, and a huge bloody hole in his forehead looked shocking.

Gently blowing the green smoke from the muzzle, Ma Lan smiled at Yang Youniang, who had already pulled out the short knife: "Since Master Li Xiu created this, I am not used to drawing a knife when I encounter danger - didn't scare you, right?" ”

Yang Youniang's wrist flipped, and the short knife disappeared into her sleeve. He shook his head slightly.

She is also a practitioner, and in order to conceal the identity of Ma Lan's ranger, she also killed a lot of city fox society rats in Chang'an City, such a scene is actually nothing to her.

"What was originally a situation where the three caliphs stood side by side, but now two have died...... "Ma Lan glanced at Abdullah's corpse, took out the gunpowder bag from his bosom, and refilled the flintlock pistol. A small piece of Xizhou Dalian was wrapped in a projectile and pushed into the chamber of the gun. Finally, he put the Desert Eagle in his arms, "...... I want the whole fertile crescent, so the third one won't live long......"

With the map in his arms, Ma Ling walked out of the tent with Yang Youniang.

By this time, the short battle was over.

All 20,000 Syrian legionnaires were annihilated, and the Ansi soldiers were retrieving arrows from the corpses. The narrow battlefield was covered with blood, completely soaking the ground.

Five thousand strong Anxi men who could immediately use the Mo sword achieved such a complete victory against the 20,000 Syrian legions, but it was only a few dozen breaths.

For Ma Lan. It's a matter of course. And at this time, the expressions of the Dehegans from all over the country who were asked by Ma Lan to come here were extremely exciting.

Even the Dehgans, who followed the army before they took Isfahan, had never seen the Anxi army attack before, and during the rain battle, they were far away from the battlefield, and later they only saw corpses all over the ground, but they never saw what the Anxi army really looked like. And those Dekhgans who came here to surrender after the massacre of Isfahan were only afraid of the reputation of the Tang army's fierceness and brutality, and they had only heard of the strength of the Tang army, and they had not seen it with their own eyes.

That's why Ma Lu asked them to come here, they came here to watch the Anxi army athletes' shots.

Right in front of their eyes, the cavalry of the 20,000 Syrian regiments was wiped out by the 5,000 Ansi army in an instant, and everyone could see the dense corpses in the valley clearly, looking at the blood-colored killing field, every Dehgan's eyes showed deep fear.

Seeing Ma Lan come out of the tent, many Dehgan looked at Ma Lan with extremely frightened expressions. This kind of fighting method is something they have never seen or heard of, and thousands of cavalry are so easily killed by people, which completely subverts their cognition.

Seeing Ma Lan coming over, many people silently retreated to both sides, Ma Lan was extremely satisfied with the reaction of the Dehegans, walked back to the soldiers, helped Yang Youniang onto the war horse, and jumped on the Qinghai Skull, then turned his head and looked at these Dehegans who looked shocked.

"This one, the one who fell over there," Ma Lan pointed in the direction of the previous tent, the soldiers had already put away the tent, and Abdullah's body was in plain sight, "This one, some of you may know, most of you may not know, let me tell you, he is Abdullah, the former governor of Syria, who later took Kufa and called himself caliph - of course, when he took Kufa, it was with my help - I say this, you should all understand who he is." ”

The Dehgans were in an uproar, and they only then learned the identity of the person who had come.

Abdullah is also a well-known figure, a bitter rival of Ibrahim, whose sphere of influence is mainly west of the Zagros Mountains. It's only been a few days since Ibrahim died, but I didn't expect Abdullah to die here.

"You have a good idea, two of the three self-proclaimed caliphs have died at my hands, and I promise that the remaining one will not live long. A few months later...... At most, next year, there will be no caliphs. ”

Ma Lan raised his voice, looked at the crowd and shouted in a deep voice: "This Abdullah is not here to fight me, but to surrender to me, but I didn't give him a chance, kill him, and kill all the warriors he brought!" ”

"Why? Because he is an Arabyan, a guy who calls himself a caliph! ”

"You are different from them, Abdullah and Ibrahim are Arabiyans, and you are Persians. So as long as you are faithful enough, I guarantee that you can live, and even live well! Your riches, your lands, will be preserved. ”

"I'm going to kill, it's not the Persians, it's the Arabians and the Yemenis, all the Arabians and Yemenis! And then there's the unrepentant Persian believers in Huda, those who call themselves Mawari! ”

"If you want to keep your wealth and status, you must show me your faithfulness! It is needless to say that it is necessary to pay taxes, and more importantly, when you go back, there will be no Arabians and Yemenis in your territory, and there will be no people who call themselves Mawari! ”

"You shall not drive them out of your land, but kill them in your land. Any family of Arabyans or Yemenis, any family of people who call themselves al-Mavari...... Kill them, and you will be faithful! ”

"If you can do it, you are my subjects of the Tang Dynasty, and you can't do it...... Your realm will be divided among the other Dehgans, your wealth will be ours, and you and everyone in your family, everyone in your family—"

Pointing to the dense corpses in front of him, Ma Lu said coldly: "This is the end of no loyalty!" ”

He spoke Persian, and the Dehgans understood it. After coming to Isfahan, Ma Lan has always been very polite to them, and has always been kind and pleasant, they have never seen Ma Lan speak so vigorously, and they were frightened for a while, and every word of Ma Lan was like thunder, exploding in their hearts.

“…… That's it, adjournment! Ma Lan waved his hand, ignored these guys, and rode his horse and his soldiers to the battlefield ahead.

After the battle, the Dekhgans gathered together and talked in low voices.

There is really no good choice in this, the Dehgans are all shrewd people, otherwise it would not have been possible to cross the boundaries of the dynasty and continue to the present. Since the Tang general asked everyone to show loyalty, then after returning to the territory, they had to kill on a large scale, even if those people were not so resentful, but whose lives were not as important as the lives of themselves and their families.

Seeing this short battle, they all understood a truth: times have changed, and this army from the east is simply invincible. For a long time to come, everyone will live in the shadow of the Tang people. Being able to continue to maintain status and wealth is already an additional surprise, how dare you not show loyalty to the Tang people in this situation.

Every Dehgan has a plan in mind, regardless of his previous relationship with the native Arabians or the descendants of the Yemenis, but now he can't care about it. It is more than worth the loss to let your family take risks for outsiders, and if your own family suffers, the surrounding Dehgans are happy to take over their own territory.

Ma Lan was immediately on the battlefield, and his expression was extremely relaxed.

Abdullah's statement that he would leave the Fertile Crescent with his army and go to Spain to fight for territory with the descendants of the Umayyad family seems like a good option, but it will leave a chance for the resurgence of the Great Cannibals.

At present, although the Umayyad Dynasty is in decline, it can gain a firm foothold in Spain, and the original history is hundreds of years, and although Abdullah does not pay attention to it, if he really lets Abdullah leave, the situation is afraid that it will change again. (To be continued.) )