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    Li Zixiong stood at the head of the city, looking at the Persian army from a distance.  The Persian Legion slowly spread out outside Kabul, and dozens of phalanxes were clearly divided into three sequences.  In the heavy rain, the Persian soldiers still stood neatly. There was no mistake in the distance between everyone, and no one reached out to wipe his sweat. The army formation was filled with rigor and solemnity.  The generals of Dayue were cautious, it was not easy to stand so neatly, how many soldiers could not tell the left and right, let alone stand in line in the rain, these barbarians who stood neatly looked like elites.

    "However, there seems to be something missing." Li Zixiong frowned, always feeling that there was something wrong with this Persian army.

    "For the great Rabbit Devil!" The Persian refugees charged frantically, rushing in front of the first sequence of the Persian Legion indiscriminately.  The soldiers of the Persian Legion stood without flinching, and shouted loudly: "Three of us, there must be my teacher!"

    He asked the people around him in astonishment: "They are calling threesome?" What kind of slogan is this?

    The surrounding Dai Viet immigrants casually replied: "You heard it wrong!" He fancied it, and it made sense. The situation where a group of Persians were shouting "The Analects of Confucius" on the battlefield was too weird. Most of them were similar to Persian, and she misheard it.

    "Everyone have a good rest!" Hui Liang scolded.

    The two teams quickly collided and fought fiercely, but after fighting for a long time, not many people fell down.

    "Brother, they are all Persians. We eat together, so there is no need to risk your life?" A certain Persian refugee said cautiously to the Persian soldier in front of him.  The black and thin Persian soldier understood. The migrant worker became a boss and had money to buy a sports car a year later in 996. After the soldier fought to the death, the general was promoted and married his concubine.

    "Kill!" the Persian soldier yelled loudly, then he held his knife high and slashed at the place where there was no one.  .  You come and go, the fight is very lively, and each other's superiors don't understand Persian, so there is no need to worry about seeing through.

    The rest of the Persian Legion stood quietly in the heavy rain without any slack. Farther away, a group of people wearing scholar scarves held oil-paper umbrellas and stood proudly in the heavy rain, watching the fight ahead from a distance.

    "Hey, Hu Xueting's generals really don't read military books." A certain scholar smiled, and the green oil-paper umbrella in his hand was slightly tilted. The rainwater flowed down from the umbrella like a waterfall, and a wild flower was struggling in the mud on the ground.  After being washed by the running water, the mud was smoothly released, and drifted into the distance with the current.

    "Falling flowers and flowing water." The scholar smiled, this omen is very good, and today he will definitely kill Hu Xueting's hands.

    The other scholars looked into the distance indifferently. Some of them had their hands behind their backs, and the corners of their blue shirts were soaked in the wind and rain.  "Those Da Yue soldiers probably didn't think about why they died in a foreign country until they died."

    A few scholars laughed silently. The loud laughter did not conform to their elegant demeanor, but this silent smile showed their grace even more.

    "This city is Li Zixiong." A scholar asked knowingly.  They have been investigating Kabul for a long time, how could they not know that the general in the city is Li Zixiong.

    "Li Zixiong is mediocre." The scholar said with a smile, "Li Zixiong joined the army when he was young, but he didn't have much merit.  He has never fought against a strong enemy. When he was the governor, the biggest battle was to catch the thief. Then he followed Yang Shu to put down the rebellion of Han Wang Yang Liang.  Taking down Dou Kang, the general manager of Youzhou, who refused to obey the command, his military exploits probably surpassed those of military commanders."

    "When I returned to Luoyang to be an official, the reason why Luoyang became famous again was that I was sent by the Grand Suisheng to rectify the guard of honor. Hehe, if this Li Zixiong knows the art of war, what should I call Xiaochang's art of war? Is everyone the god of war?  Is it?" The scholar laughed, and the others laughed and said nothing, Li Zixiong is really not a famous general, he has no achievements at all, every time it is a job of running errands, but he has also worked as a member of the Ministry of Finance and the Ministry of War  Shangshu, morality is not worthy, Li Zixiong's success today is obviously entirely due to Yang Shu's cronyism.

    "Look, Li Zixiong easily fell into our trick and sent Wang Shichong's cavalry out." Another scholar dismissed Li Zixiong. Kabul City is located at a critical point, and it is extremely important to communicate with Western Turks and Asia Minor Peninsula. The only thing to worry about is the army.  Not enough, there is no reason to send out casually, but Li Zixiong sent Wang Shichong's cavalry out.

    "Hey, five thousand elite cavalry, how can there be cavalry in Kabul city?"The formation was useless, because the gap in the damn crane wing formation was too large, and someone took advantage of it.  As long as it is replaced by a solid fish-scale formation, everyone will fight blood, one thousand against two hundred, and the Da Viet cavalry will definitely be killed.

    "It's useless, run away!" Another scholar said helplessly, those Persians had already dropped their weapons and had no intention of fighting.  "As long as one person escapes, everyone else will follow, and those who remain can only become cannon fodder." He sighed, "Run away!"

    If they run away, those Persian soldiers who are entangled with Persian refugees, what about the stupid Crane Wing Soldiers?

    "As long as we escape back to Persia, we will have plenty of people!" The scholar looked resolute, and in times of crisis, he would cut off his arms to survive. It doesn't matter if all those useless soldiers die, he can train another batch in a few months.  "It's nothing more than losing once. The saint Confucius also ran for his life and wandered around. Our escape once is just to get closer to the saint." The scholar saw through life.

    An oil-paper umbrella fell on the ground, fluttering and spinning in the wind and rain. A group of scholars had already led away in a hurry. Weapons and various items were scattered on the ground, which was extremely desolate in the heavy rain.

    "Quick! They're catching up!" A certain scholar yelled, urging the Persian soldiers who were dragging him to run. Those Persian soldiers looked back, left the scholar without hesitation, and ran away.

    "How dare you treat me like this!" The scholar was extremely angry, benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trust, which one allows to abandon the master?

    "Bastards! You bastards! The heavens will never forgive you, you will definitely be hit by thunder!" the scholar cursed, stumbling and running in the mud.

    "Kill it!" Amidst the sound of horseshoes, Huiliang arrived like a whirlwind.

    "No! Don't kill me!" The scholar yelled in horror, and saw a flash of the knife in front of his eyes, and the head had already flown into the air.

    In the distance, the fleeing thousands of Persian soldiers looked in horror at the hundreds of feet ahead, thousands of Da Yue soldiers blocked their way.

    "I've never seen such a stupid general." A certain general of Da Viet was so bored that he didn't know his way out after being cut off. How dare he lead his troops into battle?

    "It's over! It's over!" Several scholars screamed, the generals of Dayue were too shameless, they refused to fight in an upright manner, and ran behind to sneak attack, showing no benevolence or morality at all.

    "Han Xin still has (his) humiliation, I might as well surrender for now." A certain scholar's face was pale, and he could almost see the murderous look on the soldiers of Dayue ahead.

    "Yes, a man can bend and stretch. As long as we are determined, nothing can defeat us." Another scholar said loudly, with a righteous spirit on his body, as long as he didn't think he had surrendered in his heart, it would not be considered a surrender.

    "For the great cause of the saints of Confucius and Mencius, small humiliation is nothing, as long as we can inherit the way of saints, our name will be remembered in history!" Another scholar said loudly, his face full of holy glory.

    "Kill!" Huiliang led his men to kill, and in just one charge, more than a thousand unarmed Persian soldiers suffered heavy casualties.

    Several scholars struggled to escape from the chaotic ranks of Persian soldiers, opened their hands, and shouted at Hui Liang who was rushing towards him: "Don't kill me, I am one of Dai Viet's own people!"

    Several swords were chopped off, and several scholars fell into a pool of blood and were trampled into a pulp by horseshoes.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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