"My lord! My lord! A small, eager shout rang from the other end of the hallway to the flower hall at the other end of the hallway. Along with the shouting, there was the clanging of metals.

Pu Shougeng, who was sitting in the flower hall, smiled faintly and calmly remained silent. This Pu Shougeng, who has experienced many winds and waves. These days, unlike those restless and restless leaders of the Quanzhou Heavenly Fang Sect, they have always seemed calm and cold. There are even leisure to practice words and compose poems. Except for the dark circles under the eyes, everything is as usual.

Footsteps and shouts grew louder and louder, and the door of the flower hall was slammed open. What caught the eyes of everyone in the hall was Pu Shiwen, who was so excited and nervous that he was about to faint. He was wearing a full set of Qingtang Monkey Armor, and there was a Uzi steel scimitar hanging from his belt, and he was already dressed up for battle. His face was even redder, and he couldn't breathe with his mouth wide open. Looking at Pu Shougeng and Ma Shoushan, they were speechless for a while.

Pu Shougeng was silent, and several old men in front of him with long beards, white hats on their heads, and Confucian clothes on their bodies all stood up at once. Most of them were the leaders of the Quanzhou Tianfang Sect, and they all had expressions of excitement and fear at this time. They have all been rich and noble in China for several generations, and in their hearts, if it weren't for Chen Dexing's cultivation of the Heavenly Taoism, they also showed a strong tendency to oppose the color of the eye. They were genuinely reluctant to leave China -- if Chen Dexing was willing to look only at the mainland and ignore the sea, as the traditional Chinese kings did, and then entrust all the maritime trade to these merchants, they would even be willing to raise Quanzhou to surrender to Mingming.

But this "what if" does not exist! So they had no choice but to plunder Quanzhou before Chen Dexing called. Then leave.

Pu Shiwen gasped several times, and his eyes stared straight at Pu Shougeng. Finally burst out: "My lord! The Quanzhou regiment is out of the city! The left-wing sailors also left the battalion. Go in the direction of Taiyi Temple! In Quanzhou City, now only the third class of officials in Jinjiang County and hundreds of soldiers from Quanzhou Mansion are guarding. Quanzhou is already an empty city! ”

His voice was so loud that Ma Shoushan's eyes were closed, and he was so excited that he almost fainted. Pu Shougeng said calmly: "That's it...... Eight camps of Quanyong have all driven out of the city? None left? ”

Pu Shiwen strode into the flower hall with his combat boots, "It's all gone!" Wang Lixin, the governor of Quanzhou, ordered the Quanzhou regiment to train Zhao and Yu to put down the rebellion, this surnamed Zhao had never fought at all, and he pulled out all the eight thousand soldiers as soon as his mind was hot! My lord, we don't have much time, 8,000 Quanyong plus 3,000 left-wing sailors, and 5,000 Han'er we sent. At most, two or three days will be able to level the Taiyi Temple, we can't miss it! We must take Quanzhou City immediately! ”

Pu Shougeng did not make a decision immediately, but slowly spoke Arabic, translating Pu Shiwen's words word by word into extremely stiff and out-of-tune Arabic. Then he looked at a middle-aged man with blonde hair and blonde hair, with a somewhat fierce face, still speaking in Arabic: "Mr. Asharaf, how's it going?" ”

This Asharaf was a Mamluk, but not a Mamluk soldier of the Ayyubid dynasty founded by Saladin, but a loyal allegiance to the declining Abbasids. Fought with the invading Mongols in Baghdad. After the Abbasid Dynasty executed the last caliph of the Abbasids, Mustaisuim, he lost his master and went to the chaotic Mediterranean coast as a mercenary, continuing to live a life of licking blood. It wasn't until a group of bigwigs from the east invited the legendary dream country of China at a high price to come to this country, which is bigger and more prosperous than Baghdad. The port city of Quanzhou also has a larger population.

And yet this prosperous and wealthy city, in Asharaf's opinion. But it is full of sin and depravity. The vast majority of the inhabitants do not believe in the true God and stubbornly refuse to throw themselves into the arms of the true God.

Even more hateful. Here, the Celestial Cultists are ruled by Kafir! The master of this eastern country, the Emperor of the Song Kingdom, is actually not a disciple of the Heavenly Fang Sect!

In addition, the Celestial Sect Masters in this city look very strange. Arabic is spoken so poorly that it's hard to understand what they're saying. And the way of life doesn't look like a Tianfang, and looking at how happy they are all day long, it seems that they are not ashamed of it. I didn't expect to start a war with Kafir now......

Asharaf stood up respectfully and bowed humbly, as if he were facing some noble of the Abbasid dynasty.

"Honorable master, are you going to wage a holy battle in this city, spreading the truth with the sword of a jihad warrior?"

Ashharaf spoke slowly, almost word for word. But Pu Shougeng and Ma Shoushan, the Quanzhou Tianfang disciples, still had a little trouble listening. But they can still understand the general meaning.

This is to fight a sacred battle......

Pu Shougeng and Ma Shoushan looked at each other, and they were both thinking in their hearts, do you, an ignorant Mamluk, know that Chen Dexing's army has killed sixty or seventy thousand Mongolian warriors since its rise? Among them, there are more than 10,000 cowardly Xue troops! If all the Mongols killed by Chen Dexing were resurrected and sent to Syria, there would be ten Khudusi. Belbas is also dead, and now the Mongols have mostly fought to Spain!

Pu Shougeng took a breath, smiled slightly, and nodded: "Then let's start acting at noon tomorrow, there has been a strong wind on the sea in the past two days, and there may be heavy rain tomorrow, and the sound of rain will cover our actions...... I look forward to your success. To build a new Quanzhou bathed in the blessings of God......"

Ashharaf nodded heavily, bowed deeply, and then walked backwards out of the flower hall. Pu Shiwen didn't leave, but looked at his father with straight eyes: "...... My lord, are we really going to fight a sacred battle in Quanzhou? ”

Pu Shougeng's expression has always been faint, and he said in a low voice: "Sort of, as long as you can take Quanzhou City, what kind of war does it matter?" These Mamluks are all from the West, where holy wars are often fought, and they like this tune, so let him be. Shi Wen, you can go too, tomorrow at noon, bring the warriors of the Pu family, follow behind these Mamluks, and occupy the whole city! His tone suddenly sank, "Then, we can rely on this fortified castle to defeat the vulnerable Song army outside the city...... Before Chen Dexing's army arrived, we sacked Quanzhou again and sailed away with countless riches and slaves!

Go to Srivijaya, go to Ceylon, go to Tianzhu, and finally return to our motherland! There, we're bound to meet a hero like Saladin......"

……

In the city of Quanzhou, a sacred battle is brewing. And outside Quanzhou, there is also a religious war going on! And this war is also the first time that the regimental training of the scholars and doctors has appeared on the battlefield. And as soon as he entered the battlefield, he seemed to show considerable combat effectiveness.

Just after noon, the team that came out of Quanzhou City and the left-wing naval army camp surrounded Taiyi Temple. Then he began to bombard the front and back gates of Taiyi Temple with heavenly thunder arrows. These days, the thunder arrows belong to the Quanzhou group training, and the explosion of H medicine is very powerful, and the hit is accurate. Seeing that the gatehouse of the two gates in front and back of Taiyi Temple was blown up with sparks, smoke and dust. From time to time, broken limbs were blown apart and flew around.

When Quan Yong of the brigade came out of the Tumen in Quanzhou, Fang Yumen immediately felt that something was wrong, and he grabbed the telescope out of the water. These officers and soldiers don't look like a rabble, they must be the main force of the main force, the elite of the elite! He hurriedly ordered: "Give me some spirit!" Our glory and wealth depend on today's battle! Whoever the fuck dares to take half a step back, Lao Tzu will chop his head with a knife! ”

Hu Awei, who guards the gate, feels more pressure on the front line. Yumen Thirteen Lang has already been ruthless, and Taiyiguan has called countless Tuan Yong and other teams to surround him. I thought that these rural bun groups were all vulnerable teams, but now it looks like this is not the case at all!

Before the smoke of the heavenly thunder and arrows had dissipated, the Quan Yong brigade dressed in iron, leather or paper armor rushed towards it. These regiments fought in a very orderly manner, not rushing up like a swarm, but using swords and shields to cover the iron-clad soldiers against the ladder attack, and behind the attacking team there were crossbowmen and archers, who did not shoot indiscriminately, but moved forward in silence.

Hu Awei straightened up and looked around to see that the brothers who could still move were all in place with bows and arrows and crossbow machines, and their reactions were quite agile. With Fang Yumen supervising the battle behind, no one escaped from the battle. He hurriedly roared, picked up a step bow, opened his bow and took an arrow, and shot an arrow at Quan Yong, who was approaching, and hit a person in the front door, this Quan Yong didn't even scream, and turned over and fell to the ground. His arrow seemed to be a signal, on the gatehouse, on the wall, on the tower, all the Heavenly Dao disciples with bows and crossbows in their hands used their strength to shoot arrows. There is no discipline, and it is not a volley, but a random burst of arrows, which looks amazing, but this accuracy and sustaining ability are probably very problematic.

And Quan Yong, who was covered by a rain of arrows, didn't seem to suffer much loss, and soon rushed outside the walls of Taiyi Temple!

The Heavenly Dao disciples in the Taiyi Temple are about to face a bitter battle!

It seems that Mo Yingniang still knows the combat ability of these former Ming disciples very well, and without strict training, these people can't even beat the ordinary Song army. Otherwise, Mingjiao would have won the world a long time ago, where would it be necessary to praise Chen Dexing as the king of Ming, and change the doctrine again and again, and change it into a Scientology religion?

If you want to seize Quanzhou, the power that can really be relied on, in addition to the 300 archers and cavalry guards she brought, is the mercenary army of Quanzhou Ming Shang who has entered the Heavenly Taoist Sect.

And you need to take advantage of the chaos! (To be continued......)