The addition of the Persian Legion and the Tocharian Army made the total strength of the army in this southern expedition exceed 100,000.

The real one hundred thousand.

This is not the kind of claim.

Moreover, most of these 100,000 troops were riding horses or camels, and the number of pure infantry was almost zero, which means that no one walked on his feet. It was precisely because of this that their advancement speed exceeded a hundred miles a day.

The forward is naturally the Persian Legion.

The Persian king Li Zhongshun and the Persian governor Li Yi led 10,000 Persian troops to attack and recruit rebels in front. Not only did the number of subordinates not decrease, but the more they attacked, the more they soon exceeded 20,000.

There are still many Zoroastrians in this area, and Nestorians and others are regarded as slaves and livestock by the Great Cannibals. After all, it has only been a few decades since the fall, and the Great Cannibals has not been so thorough, especially those hiding in the Khush Mountain in Xingdu. It is difficult to solve the problem in a short time if you want to resist. Now that the king's army has returned, he is still carrying the elite soldiers of the Tang Dynasty who were defeated by the Khush Mountain last time, and even Abu Musilin almost shot to death. The Tang Dynasty governor who was regarded as a demon by the Khush Mountain in the Tang Dynasty came together. Then the mud under the feet of these Great Cannibals, and immediately saw their light. The Zoroastrians in the Khush Mountain area of ​​Xingdu have poured out of the barren mountains and joined the banner of the Persian king.

The army successfully arrived in Meimane.

However, because of the poor combat effectiveness, these mobs failed to attack Meimane.

Of course, it is a surprise that they can win.

"It's simply waste!"

Yang Feng scolded angrily.

"Jingshou, we have killed and injured more than 3,000 people!"

Lee Young-e protested.

"More than 3,000 people were killed or injured, but they had not captured such a small city yet. Isn't it a waste?"

Yang Feng shouted.

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Li Ying'e's belt. With her screams, he directly pulled it to his horse. Before Li Yi and others could react, Yang Dashuai raised the Mo Dadao and pointed at the Meima Inner City.

"Brothers, let them see what a real man is!"

After saying that, Yang Dashui urged the war horse.

Just as he rushed to the inner city of Meiman with the stupid Li Ying'e, a soldier behind him drove a carriage forward, and the five hundred cavalrymen also activated the war horses in the silly eyes of the Persians. The torrent of the cavalry rushed straight to the small city. Behind the cavalry, Nan Jiyun and Xie Xiong, who were on the battlefield for the first time, raised their swords and maces in their hands. Behind them, four thousand heavy armored infantrymen began to move forward like a wall.

Li Ying'e in Yang Feng's arms looked at this savage and rude guy in a dream, and kept moving forward with the bumps of his war horse.

"Look at it!"

Just as he entered the range of the catapult on the city wall, Yang Feng suddenly brought the war horse and shouted.

Then Yang Dashuai jumped up and instantly landed on the ground and picked up a huge mace from the accompanying carriage. He shouted and dragged the exaggerated weapon to start running towards the city gate. Almost all the catapults on the city wall threw huge rocks hundreds of kilograms at him. One of the huge rocks hit him like a god's help. Yang Feng's mace in his hand casually swept upwards. The eight hundred kilograms of mace suddenly turned into countless pieces. He continued to run wildly in a shocking way. With tens of thousands of shocking eyes from both sides, he rushed straight to the city gate, roared and swung the mace in his hand, and smashed it hard on the city gate.

The next moment everyone shivered at the same time.

Because the thick wooden gate shattered with the loud response of his falling.

Not only was the city gate broken, but even the wall above the city gate was shaken to collapse. In front of the splashing dust, Yang Dashuai stood proudly facing outside the city with a mace.

"Kill, no chicken or dog!"

He shouted at all the coalition forces outside.

Then he dragged his mace back. He had just walked a few steps away. The torrent of five hundred cavalrymen quickly passed by and violently crashed into the fortress. Then came the heavy infantry led by Nan Jiyun and Xie Xiong. Behind them, all the soldiers of the Persian Legion howled wildly, and before their commander gave orders, they rushed towards the fortress desperately.

"This is a man!"

Yang Feng returned to his war horse and said to Li Ying'e proudly.

Immediately afterwards, the latter screamed, jumped off the horse, and then threw it into his arms, kissing his face like crazy. Since this was the case, Yang Dashuai should not be polite. He simply picked her up, threw it directly into the carriage next to him, and then glared at the soldier who was driving the carriage. The latter woke up and ran aside quickly. Then Yang Feng followed into the carriage. The next moment, with a few tearing sounds, some of Li Ying'e's armor and clothes flew out, and then the iron piece hit the woman's scream and the creaking sound of the carriage overwhelmed.

The female soldiers under Li Ying'e were surrounded by red faces.

From time to time, someone secretly looked into the carriage, and his face turned redder.

And in the distance, thick smoke rose into the sky in the city of Meima, and countless screams and wails seemed to cry in hell. The carnival-like coalition soldiers kept circumventing the violently shaking carriage with worship and rushed into the fortress continuously.

Three hours later, the battle ended.

The battles in the city and the battles in the carriages were over.

It is obvious that Li Ying'e's combat power is amazing. Of course, it is mainly because the female soldiers outside provided some support.

"Jingshou, how to deal with prisoners?"

Nan Jiyun asked Yang Dashuai who was walking out of the carriage.

"The injured female soldiers were responsible for cutting them all. The uninjured ones tied up and sent them to the Champions City. In addition, all the dead ones cut off their heads and put them in the carriage with them."

Yang Feng said while tidying up his armor.

A white little hand stretched out from the carriage behind him and waved weakly at a female soldier. The latter quickly handed over a cloak. Nan Jiyun didn't dare to look at it anymore. He lowered his head and asked in confusion: "Jie Shuai, what's the use of bringing these heads?"

"You always have to bring some gifts when you are visiting!"

Yang Feng said with a grim smile.

Six days later, Herat.

This famous ancient city is the number one important town in northeastern Persia. It was originally built by Alexander of the Macedonian Empire. It was one of the four components of Khorasan. The other three were Barihei, Mare, and Mashhad. Of course, there was no name at that time, and it was also called Tus and Nessapur. At this time, nearly 30,000 cavalrymen from Anguo, Huoxun, Tuqishi and other troops on the western route of the coalition had just completed the occupation of the Mare Oasis. According to the war report, 10,000 beheaded and 20,000 slaves were captured. In fact, half of the entire Khorasan had been captured by the coalition forces. Now the army led by Yang Feng himself finally began to attack the third part.

And it's very important here.

Because this is a rare agricultural area on the barren and arid Persian plateau.

The Hari River flowing out of the Hindu Kush Mountain provides sufficient irrigation water for this place. In history, this valley plain with only a few thousand square kilometers even raised more than 400,000 people, but only forty were killed by Tolei during the Western Expedition. Persian historians recorded that two million were killed, which was obviously too exaggerated. There were no less than two million people in this place.

"King, the land, population belongs to you, and wealth belongs to them, how about it?

Yang Feng said to Li Zhongshun.

After saying that, he pointed behind him, and behind him, all the coalition troops were lined up. Whether it was the Sogdians, the Tukki Shiren, the Tocharians and even the Tang Dynasty soldiers, they were all looking at the city with eager eyes, as if they were looking at a steaming piece of barbecue.

"Everything is handsome according to the rules!"

He is thirty years old this year, and is a little weaker. It is even said that he likes to write poetry. The Persian king who participated in the imperial examination said respectfully.

Both he and his accompanying tribesmen, including Li Yi and several other Persian families, were already overwhelmed by a huge sense of happiness. They had never thought that everything was so simple. Even the most optimistic estimate before, they were just thinking about being able to seize Mare, and then build a small country in Mare, relying on the protection of the Tang Dynasty to be their little monarch there. They never thought that they could truly re-enter the hinterland of Persia and have a day when the king returned. However, now, this one that had never dreamed of has become a reality. They stood under the city of Herat, they truly entered the Persian plateau, stood in front of the entire Persia gate, and Jiling City was right in front of them, and Tus and Nesabur were only a short distance away.

It can be said that by this point, what they have obtained has long exceeded their imagination.

Since then, be more generous.

Of course, he can't do it if he is not generous!

Yang Feng could ask him one thing to give him face. If he didn't ask him, he would have no choice. Moreover, this face would probably be largely given to his sister who still dared not walk. Whether it was Tang army or those coalition forces, the reason why he came to help him restore his country was definitely not for the friendship of friends. He was just to steal money and women. He got land and money. This is very reasonable. If he was not generous, he would die if he turned around and left. What's more, even if he rebuilt Persian country here in the future, he would have to rely on Yang Feng and these small countries for protection. Without them, the Persian army would be of no use.

"Brothers, the Persian king said, after the city is broken, the woman lets you take the money!"

Yang Feng shouted.

"She Possian King!"

There were a lot of teasing shouts behind.

Of course, Yang Feng's reckless move was actually to clarify the relationship between the two sides and let the Persians remember that they were just vassals, and also to let the all parties of the coalition forces remember that Persia was just their little brother.

"Hurry, bring our gifts here!"

Yang Feng shouted immediately.

Then carriages filled with people slowly stepped forward, and at this moment, Herat's city gate opened and a group of people walked out.
Chapter completed!