Arab warriors were only loyal to the tribes that gave birth to their own people. This criterion has not changed after thousands of years. Even though several heroes appeared on the Arabian Peninsula in history, they still could not reverse this tradition. The Caliphs in history spent huge amounts of money to build a private army that was completely loyal to themselves as a guarantee of force to maintain their rule. The once famous Mamluk was originally established for this purpose. In the eyes of the Caliph, these slaves were more loyal than the warriors in the tribe.

The members of Adil's guards were all soldiers from the tribe. He himself only paid some weapons and military pay. So when the soldiers found that the loyalty object abandoned themselves and fled, you can imagine what kind of entanglement these people would feel at that time.

German machine guns were still whining, and bullets were swept across the wilderness like swarms of locusts, overturning the majestic Arab war horses, and taking away the lives of one Bedouin warrior after another.

The Arab cavalry, who had lost their command and morale, were in a panic at this time. More than a dozen soldiers who responded quickly immediately followed their government officials, turned their horses to escape to the mountains to the east. There was a small rocky hilly land one or two hundred meters away from the highway. If they ran there, they could avoid the attack.

When those soldiers who were relatively slow to react found that the situation was wrong, they were already unable to turn around and retreat because they rushed forward. So some people roared in despair and continued to charge forward. Some soldiers with completely collapsed morale chose to jump off their horses, kneeled down and raised their hands to pray for forgiveness to the enemy.

The German positions were in chaos because there was no unified command. Several units were actually fighting on their own. Before receiving the exact ceasefire order, no one would stop the weapons in their hands.

The Bedouin cavalry who continued to charge at the German army were soon lost. They did not break through the 15-meter-long warning distance in front of the German position until their death. When the Battle of Yanpujae ended, the German army carefully cleaned up the bodies of the dead cavalry on the battlefield, and found that many Bedouin cavalry's saddle bags were filled with German-made m1918 grenades. Thinking that if these cavalry were allowed to rush into the German front at that time, many people would be scared to death by the possible consequences.

These grenades were products from Germany during World War I. They were obviously seized from the Ottoman army that year. Germany once supported a large number of light weapons and arms to the Ottomans. As a result, after the war ended, all these supplies were cheaper than those Arab tribes.

Adil escaped mainly because he found that he had far underestimated the strength of the enemy. The opponent not only had those armored cars, but also had subsequent infantry units. The firepower these people exerted far exceeded any army he had seen.

The government officials have determined that this is not an enemy he can fight against. Although they don’t know where these troops are, it is obvious that they are not coming to him personally. These troops should be preparing to attack Yanpujaya, and they are just a poor worm who is rashly hitting the iron plate.

Adil asked himself that apart from the Italian expedition, he had not offended any Westerners. He had seen British troops, and these people were obviously not Italians. If he had guessed correctly, he was facing an invasion against Saudi Arabia. If the Saudi royal family was defeated in the war, the territory would be replaced with another master.

Adil ran all the way and finally rushed to the stone hills. These were the continuation of the Hanzhi Mountains to the seaside. Most of the stone hills were buried in yellow sand. Only a small area at the top was blown by the sea breeze, revealing the dark rocky muscles.

At the foot of the largest stone hill, Adil rolled over and rolled down his saddle, and then climbed towards the top of the stone hill. He remembered that there was a natural cave there, enough to accommodate a dozen people, and he was about to stay there to avoid the enemy. Adil believed that the target of these invaders was Yanpujaya, and they should not stay on the battlefield for too long. He just had to squat quietly in the cave and wait for the invaders to leave automatically. As for what to do in the future, Adil had no time to consider. The tribal armed forces lost most of the losses here, and the fall of Yanpu Port was a foregone conclusion. When he chose to abandon the guards and escape alone, he was destined to be the chief again, because he abandoned his compatriots and gave up his responsibilities.

Just as Adil climbed up the mountain, a mess of gunfire suddenly sounded on a stone hill on the side. The government official looked up in panic and found that five Bedouin soldiers wearing guard burqas were lying on the top of a stone hill and shooting against the enemy hundreds of meters away.

"These idiots are really going to be killed by them." Adil turned around in anger and began to climb down the mountain. The place was exposed. These guys would definitely attract the enemy, and they wouldn't even escape obediently. Why didn't he find that his subordinates had such idiots?

"Ali! McKid! Nurdin! Asar! Abdul!" The government official panted and shouted his subordinate's name, while climbing up the hill.

"Captain, it's Lord Adil." A cavalry turned his head and saw their commander.

"Don't worry about this despicable coward, keep shooting. I must avenge my brother Mahamati." Ali, the leader of the ten-member captain, said loudly.

Ali's mind has always been very useful since he was a child. Since the cavalry team launched a charge, he has been watching the government officials' every move. It is not because he is wary of Adil. It is really because he can only make contributions after following his superiors these days.

So when Adil escaped, Ali was one of the first people to react. He didn't think much about it at that time, but just called his younger brother Mahamati and chased Adil's back.

Now Ali's only regret is left in his heart. This decision he made killed his younger brother who was dependent on him. If Adil had escaped alone, it would not have attracted much attention from the German army, but if more than a dozen cavalrymen fled eastward, the German army would certainly not let them go easily. These cavalry were fired by Randolph SS. As a result, when they finally arrived at the hilly areas, more than a dozen cavalrymen, including Ali, escaped only five.

Mahamati's mount was shot down by a machine gun. Before he could struggle out of the saddle, a bullet penetrated his head. Ali watched his younger brother burst into pieces in front of him and died miserably.

The Bedouin soldier completely gave up the idea of ​​escaping, and only revenge was left in his mind. Ali took two soldiers from his ten-man team to the Shiqiu and immediately launched a counterattack against the enemy. Although he didn't know what the results he had achieved, it was obvious that they successfully attracted the attention of the German army.

At this time, the gunfire on the battlefield had gradually stopped, and the elite cavalry team of Bedouin had been basically wiped out. More than 150 people died in battle immediately, and twenty-three people surrendered or were captured.

In the end, only Ali was left on the battlefield, and he was still tenaciously fighting with the German army. These five Bedouin soldiers successfully attracted the attention of all German troops.

"These people are completely a group of mobs!" Sergeant Merkel paused for a moment, then pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle. The sharpshooter would not know that he had killed Ali's brother Mahamati just now. If he fell into Ali's hands, he would probably be skinned alive by the other party.

"They dressed almost the same color as the rock, sir." A member of the gray sword team held the buttstock of the mg40 machine gun and shot a long shot at the stone hill in the distance.

"Is this the Saudi Arabian army? It's really an eye-opener." Jurgen wiped the mud stained on his face with his cuffs and reloaded a magazine on his pistol.

"No, these are just regular tribal armed forces, Major." Captain Horn took out his lighter and lit the cigarette on his mouth.

"Stop shooting, the battle is over!" Horn raised his fist and gave orders to the SS officers and soldiers.

The armored reconnaissance yard was slowly approaching the stone hill, and two heavy armored vehicles were detouring behind the hill, and the people on the stone hill had nowhere to escape.

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