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Chapter 46: Exhausted Strategy Killer

The Tang army retreated very quickly, but in the end, a small number of them had not yet had time to retreat and were buried in the sea of ​​fire.

Pei Min looked at the flames that instantly ignited, and the first reaction in his mind was the Greek fire.

But when I thought about it, I felt it was impossible.

The Byzantines regarded Greek fire as a soul treasure, but they had been seeking it for many years but could not get it.

How did the Arabs master it?

The West is rich in oil, and it must be a mixture of oil.

What Pei Min guessed was right or wrong.

The Greek fire twice strangled the Arab army under Constantinople, and the Arabs suffered greatly.

They cannot ask for the recipe of Greek fire and can study their own abilities.

The West is rich in oil, and the oil burns when it encounters fire and water splashes are well known to everyone.

Therefore, petroleum, the main material of Greek fire, is a recognized secret. Under the basis of oil, the Arabs added flammable items such as sulfur, charcoal, limestone, and indeed created extremely powerful liquid flames.

But unlike Byzantine's weapon that can directly spray flames, it is just a simple flammable liquid.

At this time, the eastern bank of the Kabul River was plunged into a sea of ​​fire.

Pei Min wiped a cold sweat. This is the power of technology. If used well, it will directly reverse the situation of war.

"It is destroyed by sand and soil, and water is not available!"

Pei Min issued an order again, and the Tang army was still very experienced in this regard.

China also has tincture oil similar to oil. It is not as resistant to burning as oil, but it needs to be destroyed by sand and soil, and the two are not far apart.

The Tang army had already prepared a large amount of sand and soil emergency and successfully put out the flames.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the Tang army extinguishing the flames, the Arab beach robbers had already taken a boat to the vicinity.

A new round of fighting sounds unfolded on the east bank of the Kabul River.

The soldiers on both sides raised their swords and spears at the same time, and the shouts of killing were deafening!

West Bank of Kabul River.

Watch the fire from across the river.

Mosremasa saw the reaction of the Tang army, and was surprised to see that the Tang army did not come forward to fight as before.

Abu Muslim also silent for a while.

He specifically proposed this style of play.

In today's duel, Abu Muslim showed that the Tang army was the same as their Arab soldiers, and they were brave and fearless.

As long as the enemy is ahead, no matter how many people are, they will fight bravely and never retreat.

For some reason, he inserted a straw man on the boat, installed black oil in the cabin, and then rushed straight to the other side.

If the Tang army saw the straw man approaching, they would bravely step forward and be buried in the sea of ​​fire.

They can also take advantage of the chaos to attack.

However, Tang Jun's reaction was extremely quick and he actually made way for the critical moment.

"It must be because of the loss!" Although Mosremasa thought of this, she still couldn't help but admire the reaction ability of the Tang Army General Guan Fan.

Now he could think of the reason, but at the moment of the battle and the moment of his spirit tense, Mosremasa was not sure that he could give this order in that short moment.

Abu Muslim said helplessly: "I'm afraid this is the case!"

This is an unsolvable question.

The Tang army had strict military disciplines. If the soldiers who were sleepy and lazy at night were punished, they would be guilty of being lazy and would be beheaded.

The enemy touched it and did not realize it was a crime of misleading the army, and it was also a beheaded.

This is related to the safety of the entire army and there is no sympathy to talk about.

Therefore, on the river surface where there is nowhere to hide, it is impossible for Arab ships to avoid the sight of the night patrol soldiers.

They can only achieve results if they are close to each other quickly, otherwise they will definitely see that there is no real person on the ship.

But as soon as the weather gets faster, it is also exposed on the other hand.

"It's okay!"

Mosremasa didn't care and said confidently: "Pei Min is a man from the east after all, and he doesn't understand the situation in the Western Regions. He didn't know that at most, the river was about to freeze, so I want to see. Why did Pei Min use less than 50,000 soldiers to fight against my tens of thousands of warriors?"

Mosremasa is still jealous of Pei Min's "pretentious" land-based farming in the Western Regions.

He regards Pei Min as his biggest opponent in his life.

Just like Hannibal, Scipio, Huo Ru, Han Xin and Xiang Yu in the East, they are all unique heroes in the world today. They are all top-notch existences in any era.

But the true God Allah arranged them in an era and was destined to embark on a vigorous war.

However, Pei Min didn't seem to see him in his eyes. He tried his best, but he hid it.

None of the alliance troops of the Anxi countries called on them, and the Beiting Army was farming...

That's right, the Beiting Army is also farming, and is located in the local military camps north of Anxi and near Gaochang.

Even he himself fought with him while refining land and farming.

Mosremasa only felt that her hot face was pressing on her cold butt and she was holding her anger.

"I'll go to sleep for a while, you'll command. We have many soldiers and generals. Let's fight him for two months first, which will make the Tang army tired. When the ice is frozen, my army will be in the forefront. When I capture him in front of the tent, I will see how arrogant he is."

"Yes!" Abu Muslim continued to look at the battlefield, but there was a bit of worries between his eyebrows.

The war lasted all night, and every hour, Arabs would retreat to rest in half an hour, and then another soldier was on standby to attack.

Just like the waves, wave after wave, endless.

After fighting for one night, Gao Xianzhi found Pei Min early the next morning.

"Ship Pei!"

"What's wrong!"

Pei Min was in a bad spirit and washed her face while venting her breath.

I waited for the Arab attack last night and waited for half a night before going to bed.

But the shouts of killing on the river bank were deafening. Pei Min was a martial arts practitioner. His six senses were keen and he slept very lightly, which resulted in his lack of energy early in the morning.

"The last general thinks that Arabs do not intend to attack, but drag our army down." Gao Xianzhi said with a bit of worry on his face: "The Arab attacking soldiers seem huge, but it can be seen that they did not let go of their hands and feet on the attack regardless of casualties. Instead, they are fighting with our army and playing a game of soldiers blocking water and soil. They just don't let us rest and want to drag our army down?"

"Then what!"

Pei Min applied a towel on his face without twisting. The cold water stimulated his brain and made him feel shocked.

Gao Xianzhi said: "Then launch a full-scale attack during the ice-cold period of the river... In two months, the Kabul River will freeze. As usual, it is light and thick, and you can march and run horses. At that time, the Arab army can drive straight in without any scruples. Our army is tired of them, and it is probably difficult to resist."

Pei Min hung the towel on and asked irresponsibly: "Do you find it strange? Why don't I arrange for you to go to the battlefield?"

Gao Xianzhirang felt a little embarrassed when he was impressed.

This time, when he resisted Arabia and went north, all the generals had tasks, but Gao Xianzhi and his group remained unmoved and did not participate in any war.

Gao Xianzhi is extremely utilitarian, so naturally she can't sit still.
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