Chapter 494: The Battle of Fate (3)

He is a man who wants to be the caliph of all the big cannibals, so naturally he can't just take risks and get too close to the Tang people's military camp. Such a distance should be safe enough.

Great Jafar. Sadiq must have been rescued, why hasn't he been sent here yet? These guys are just too slow, too slow!

However, Ibrahim had absolute confidence in the courage of his men. In order to rescue the great wise man Jafar. Sadigh, they will never spare their lives.

The guards shouted with their swords and guns, urging the people to rush forward. The civilians of Isfahan were almost all running ahead of him, and it was up to the Persians soon. Ibrahim listened to the screams and roars faintly coming from ahead, and his heart was extremely happy.

Aliens from afar, damn the Tang people, look at what you have done to the Great Cannibals! Such a debt must be paid with blood!

After this war, he became the caliph of all the great cannibals, the descendants of Haojie Ali, and finally gained the status and power they deserved.

The white expanse between heaven and earth is a miracle of Allah. He lived for decades, and this was the first time he had encountered such heavy rain.

In this battle, with the protection of Allah, the Muslims must win in the end!

Under the miracle of Allah the Almighty, without the advantage of a strong bow and a crossbow, the Tang people had no support, and at this time, they must have been fighting to capture Jafar. Mr. Sadigh and regret it!

But regret is useless, they will pay with their lives for their stupidity and recklessness!

Time passed slowly, and the heavens and the earth were dark, as if the end had come.

Caliph Ibrahim looked happy, standing in the wind and rain, watching the crowd rush past him in waves, rushing to the battlefield of the decisive battle with the alien races from the East.

It's as if the heavenly river has burst its banks. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there was no intention of stopping. The caliph and his guards stood in the wind and rain, standing as immovable as a reef. A tidal stream of people rounded the reef and passed in front of the caliph's horse, roaring and rushing ahead.

The barracks were not large, and they should have been surrounded by Muslims at the moment. It has even been breached. Muslims are more than a dozen times the enemy, and the aliens are already in a desperate situation.

Caliph Ibrahim's vision could not see through the rain curtain, but he knew what was happening ahead. Listening to the screams of the Tang people in the distance, the smile on the corner of his mouth became thicker and thicker.

Glory to the Muslims and to every one of Allah's people. Having defeated such a formidable enemy, he will become one of the greatest caliphs in history, even on a par with the four great caliphs, and will be remembered forever by future generations.

"Let the storm come harder!" Ibrahim clenched his sword and roared in his heart.

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Outside the camp of the Don Army. There are 4,000 Anxi athletes on each side of the rear, like sculptures in the wind and rain.

They are at odds with the barracks, and if something goes wrong, they will rush forward and launch the fiercest attack on the enemy.

Eight thousand people, eight thousand Yuan Rong crossbows, the power under the salvo will definitely make the enemy unforgettable.

However, the general's order has not yet been delivered. It is clear that the enemy did not pose a threat to the hedgehog-like camp.

For Anzai athletes, ordering and prohibiting is the most basic quality. They did not receive orders, and they were not in a hurry, they all waited quietly in the wind and rain, waiting for the moment of attack.

The screams from the front continued, and after a long time, a group of scouts rushed out from the rear of the barracks. The cavalry rushed past at high speed, braving the heavy rain and heading into the distance.

Judging from the costume, it is the general's personal soldier.

For these Anxi men, giving orders is the general's business, and they have to do it. After receiving the order of the general, he rushed out and used the Yuanrong crossbow in his hand to solve the enemy's life. They didn't bother to pay attention to what the soldiers were doing in the back.

This small group of cavalry is the athlete sent out by Ma Lan to give orders, the rain is too heavy, and it also has a certain impact on the speed of the cavalry's assault, in order to think about the efficiency of picking up heads later, it is necessary to let the Turkic miscellaneous soldiers hidden behind lean a little closer to the barracks. With such a torrential rain, there is no need for the Turks to hide their whereabouts, and this rain curtain covering the sky is the best cover.

At this time, it was time for the Turks to come over. Because this battle is actually coming to an end. All that's left is for the Turks, who are good at fighting with the wind, to rush up and hunt down the remnants of the enemy.

The battle went so smoothly that he didn't expect it.

The heavy rain had an impact not only on the Anxi army, but also on the enemy, and the impact was even greater.

The big cannibals who rushed up one after another were like idiots, and they didn't know what was waiting for them. Obviously, the ground was densely packed with corpses, and they continued to rush upwards one after another.

It's not courage, it's stupidity. If it weren't for the rain curtain, they wouldn't be so stupid.

To be honest, this is the first time that Ma Lu has seen such a heavy rain. In the next life, this will definitely be regarded as a heavy rainstorm. The rain arrows falling on the ground stirred up a mist that permeated the sky and the earth, making the field of vision extremely close, which became a major advantage for the Anxi army.

The heavy rain like the heavenly river poured into the sky became the best cover for the Anxi army's arrow rain, and those who rushed over had unilaterally declared victory before the heavy rain fell, and they probably all thought that the hard crossbow here could not be used, so they kept rushing over so blindly. If you can see the situation clearly, it will not be like this.

However, they couldn't see it clearly, as more and more people fell in front of the barracks, the fog had turned red, and those in it would not notice, but the blood-colored fog blocked the view even more, allowing the big cannibal to see closer.

If they looked far away, they could probably see the blood-colored mist like Ma Lu, but the heavy rain made them unable to raise their heads at all, so they could only lower their heads and rush forward, and all they could see was the mist in front of them and behind them, and in this case, they could not see the faint blood color in the mist.

The blood-colored mist shrouded the inside and outside of the barracks, and the big cannibals were still rushing upwards without stopping. Some of the bravest men tried to get close to the wooden platform, only to be easily sniped at close range by the athletes with crossbow arrows.

The waterlogged trenches were already filled with people, and the sharp barbed wire was also hung with a large number of corpses of men and horses, and no one could get close to the barracks, and they could not even cross the first trench.

Inside the camp, the Anxi warriors behind the fence had already reloaded their crossbow bolts twice, and the cavalry and infantry that had rushed up first had all died, and now the drenched and exhausted but fanatical Isfahan civilians had poured in.

The men and women, apparently unaware of the situation, shouted with their simple weapons, lowered their heads and staggered forward. And once the rain of arrows falls, a large number of people fall.

From the edge of the outermost trench to the end of the range of the Yuan Rong crossbow, on the wide ground of more than two hundred paces, the corpses were accumulating more and more.

Ma Lan stood on top of the arrow tower with his hands in his hands, looking at all this indifferently.

In the face of a domineering weapon like the Yuan Rong crossbow, what is the use of having a lot of people?

After the advent of this weapon, the mode of combat has completely changed.

Even if there is no gunpowder, relying on this weapon alone, the Datang Iron Horse can sweep the world. A little Isfahan, whom he never looked at, the Shiite caliph Ibrahim, who became a caliph under his persecution, never saw him as a decent opponent.

In this era, there is no one who can be called his opponent. The Datang Iron Cavalry hit the horizon, but it was only a matter of time.

It's like playing interstellar in the future, with three attacks and three defenses, two hundred people and a wave of soldiers pushing over, where is there still a chance for opponents.

No matter how many enemies there are, there are not as many arrows as there are. The battle was decided, and after the capture of Isfahan, there would be no larger enemy east of the Zagros Mountains.

It won't be long before the entire land east of the Zagros Mountains will belong to the Tang Dynasty. The Zagros Mountains were the dividing line between Iran and Iraq in later generations, and the territory occupied by the Tang Dynasty would include the entire later Iran.

The next step, of course, is to cross the Zagros Mountains and enter the fertile valley of the two rivers. Not only the whole of Mesopotamia, but also the entire "Fertile Crescent" was the target of the Anxi army.

But that's the next step, and what we need to do now is to move forward step by step, and take all the land on the eastern side of the Zagros Mountains.

The people of Isfahan were so numerous that the province had to be swept away before the remnants of the Dekhgans could establish its rule.

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"It's so easy......"

Without the use of heavenly thunder arrows, without the use of fire and thunder gunpowder, just relying on the Yuanrong crossbow and the cover of a heavy rain, the five thousand athletes in the barracks each shot dozens of arrows, and the battle was about to end.

"Thank Allah!"

Ma Ling looked up at the still inky sky, and thought sarcastically in his heart.

At this time, it is even more ridiculous to think of the crazy cheers of the Muslims when the heavy rain is approaching.

If there is no Yuan Rong crossbow, this more than 10,000 new Anxi troops are afraid that they will repeat the mistakes of the Battle of Talas.

But there is no if, the Yuan Rong crossbow has been born.

Before the advent of gunpowder weapons, this would be one of the most domineering weapons of mankind. Even after entering the gunpowder age, for a long period of time, the Yuan Rong crossbow will still be the overlord on the battlefield. It is only when gunpowder weapons have developed to a certain extent that such weapons slowly become obsolete.

But that will be decades or even hundreds of years away.

During this period of time, Datang will have an overwhelming advantage in terms of ordnance. And after the end of the era of the Yuan Rong crossbow, Datang's advantages in armament will be more obvious.

In this world, no one can be the opponent of the Tang people. Becoming an enemy of the Tang people is the saddest thing.

On the eve of entering a more glorious period, the once glorious Dashi civilization was completely crushed by the Han civilization with such brutal and ruthless means, and it will be completely annihilated in the wind and sand of history.

More than 100 years later, the people of Datang have probably forgotten the existence of the Great Food Civilization, because there will be no trace of the Great Food Civilization in the world. (To be continued.) )