The cavalrymen and the Madans exchanged insults across the ditch, and the insults became more and more fierce.
The interpreter who was hiding behind the shield wall set up by the mission did his best. He listened and explained to Yuan Haowen. Certain kinds of dirty words appeared repeatedly, and Yuan Haowen almost learned it.
But no matter how provocative the Arab cavalry were, the Madan archers always hid in the date palm forest and did not go out. Only the faint flash of arrows in the forest showed that they were blocking the only shallow water in the ditch.
The area did not give the cavalry a chance to pass.
The Arab cavalry captain who was ordered by the emir to escort the mission along the way stayed behind with several cavalry, constantly looking left and right on one side, while keeping some energy on the other side to pay attention to the movements of Yuan Haowen and others.
At this time, perhaps the interpreter's words were louder, and he heard a few words of dissatisfaction with the situation; or perhaps, Yuan Haowen's face revealed a look of regret or disappointment. The cavalry captain suddenly moved his horse a few steps forward,
He raised his scimitar to signal.
Whenever he raised his scimitar, all the Arab cavalry shouted in unison and took a few steps forward toward the ditch. This was repeated three or five times, and the tall horse in the front row had already stepped into the shallow water, causing splashes of water everywhere.
splash.
As a result, more and more Madan people began to pour out of the edge of the date palm forest and confront the cavalry closer. It could be seen that in addition to the archers who continued to shoot arrows, there were also some holding swords and axes.
There are strong men, and there are also old and weak ones holding iron chains and wooden sticks. The white robes of almost all the old and weak ones are dirty, and the broken parts reveal their skinny bodies.
Obviously, these Madan people were living a very unhappy life. Perhaps this manor was their only hope of collecting food to feed the tribe, so they desperately tried to eliminate the threat from outsiders.
It's a pity that they really lack war experience.
Including Yuan Haowen, the members of the mission watching the battle behind the shield wall sighed almost simultaneously.
Just as they poured out of the forest, a heavy sound of horse hooves approached quickly, almost instantly overwhelming the sound of shouts and curses from both sides.
They were a group of subordinates of the cavalry captain. Taking advantage of the Madan people's attention being attracted to the front of the date palm forest, they quickly moved their horses to the lower reaches of the ditch, found another place where they could wade across the river, and then
Immediately outflank and attack.
Each of the war horses these people rode was a sacred horse that could be sold in Han Dynasty for three to five thousand guans or more. They ran as fast as lightning. When they were about to reach the date palm forest, the envoys
They all estimated that they had exhausted their speed, but unexpectedly the cavalry shouted several times and the horses could still pick up speed.
The long and narrow formation of the Madan people facing the river bank was loose and defenseless in the eyes of the cavalry that was rapidly attacking. Only the most agile archers had time to change direction and shoot a few arrows. Most of them were almost helpless and were knocked away by the horses.
They were hacked to death with scimitars. Some of them didn't even know what the incoming Arab cavalry looked like, so they fell to the ground screaming and were trampled to pieces by the iron hooves and the fleeing own people.
Next to Yuan Haowen, there was a heroic young officer named Shi Tianze. Shi Tianze's elder brother was currently the governor of Zhancheng, Zhenla, Srivijaya and other places on behalf of the imperial court, and the governor of Jinghai Haijun, Shi
Tianni.
Over the years, Shi Tianni has become famous in the South China Sea and the West China Sea. He can make dozens of small countries obey his orders with just one order. There are also countless people hiding in the islands who are gnashing their teeth at him but are helpless. However, because he has been overseas all year round.
, led a group of subordinates to form a line of his own, and his father Shi Bingzhi intended to hand over the foundation of Qingyue Army to his second son Shi Tianze to inherit.
To stand out, you can't do it without enough meritorious service. But now that the Zhou Dynasty had no worthy enemies, Shi Tianze took the post of military attache of the mission and went to sea. Fortunately, with him, no one dared to sail along the route of the mission fleet.
Without giving Marshal Shi any face, the various repair, supply and ship replacement tasks went so smoothly.
At this time, the Madan people had been killed to the point of collapse and fled one after another. Shi Tianze no longer guarded against cold arrows, stood up from behind the shield wall and squinted his eyes.
After a while, he turned around and said: "After the fleet passed Miska Port, I have been paying attention to the Arab troops I met everywhere. It seems that none of them have the habit of wearing armor. At most, they use simple chainmail, and their bows and arrows are very
Very soft, the range is very close. However, their soldiers are brave and brave, and their generals are good at using light cavalry. Their war horses are even more powerful, and their weapons are extremely sharp. I think this group of Madan people are looking for death and cannot hold on.
how long."
After a pause, he continued: "Moreover, almost all of these Arabs are skilled in martial arts, and everyone is equipped with their own swords, bows and horses. When the princes in the country attack each other, they often only need to promise to allow free looting after victory.
Then a large group of people will happily follow the expedition... Hey, such a country that advocates force can be so embarrassed by the Mongols? Could it be said that the power of the Mongols has been restored? "
"Impossible. Last year, the Mongols had internal strife because of the ownership of the title of Great Khan. Now the three sons of Genghis Khan are all Great Khans. They seem to be working together, but in fact they seem to be at odds with each other and are constraining each other. There is no way to restore strength.
I think the reason why Arabia is defeated by Mongolia is because their own system is crude and fragmented."
Yuan Haowen chuckled several times.
"Runfu, you only see that the Arabs are tough, but haven't you noticed that there are hundreds of princes in their territory, all of whom are called bey, wali, pasha, emir and so on, and they don't listen to the orders of the caliph at all? We
I saw them all in the port of Khrumozi. Each prince can mobilize
The strength of their troops is no more than a thousand, and they only care about their own city and land... This kind of country is like a rusty copper vessel that has been shattered into thousands of pieces. How can it withstand the light of the Mongolian fingers? Their current bravery
Performance is of no use at all on the battlefield where a real army is decisively decisive!"
"That's right. The territory of our Great Zhou Dynasty is vast, and the south is more than 11,000 miles away from the sea. There are so many guards, lieutenants, and general managers on the sea, but no one dares to disobey the imperial court's orders. Let alone
North of Yinshan Mountain and west of Quicksand, it is easy to gather tens of thousands of people..."
When Shi Tianze said this, Yuan Haowen couldn't help but twirled his beard and said proudly:
"No matter how the power of the Mongols is restored, it will never be better than when Genghis Khan was on the throne. Back then, when they drove directly to Qinlong with a hundred thousand cavalry, weren't they defeated by my Majesty the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and they were killed in a bloody mess? At that time, they were beaten with blood.
The Mongols, with thousands of horsemen as a group, repeatedly approached and outflanked them regardless of life and death. From noon to nightfall, they outflanked them more than a hundred times. And each time they approached, they fired at least three to five shots.
Thousands of arrows, as if a violent storm were coming... Hehe, our army counterattacked hundreds of times! I saw with my own eyes that several times the Mongols charged within ten steps of our soldiers, and the Mongolian arrows hit the soldiers.
Face to face, and then he himself died under the arrows shot by our army... That kind of battlefield is the kind of battlefield where flesh and blood are boiling. How different is this from children playing and playing! "