The Persian army's fierce resistance hampered the Parthian army's initial offensive.
"Continue the attack and utterly destroy the enemy!"
Although Valleon was somewhat surprised by the Persian army's fierce resistance, he firmly believed that the Persians' courage, sustained only by their spirit, could not last long.
Sure enough, less than a quarter of an hour later, the spearmen guarding the stockade wall were no longer able to lift their spears.
Soon, the Parthian army breached all three gates of the stronghold.
"Infantry, charge!!"
Upon seeing this, Tila Mai, who was in the middle of the camp, immediately sent out the infantry who had been resting.
Soon, the infantrymen who rushed forward engaged in a fierce hand-to-hand battle with the Parthian army.
The Han-made military swords in the hands of these infantrymen could easily cut through the Parthian army's scimitars and then cut off their heads.
An hour passed, and both sides suffered heavy casualties. Inside and outside the village, the corpses of soldiers from both sides lay everywhere, and blood stained the ground beneath people's feet.
At this point, the Persian army in battle had also reached its limit, and the soldiers were only holding on because of hatred and the instinct for survival.
Some soldiers, after cutting off the enemy's weapons and stabbing the enemy's body with their swords, would immediately collapse to the ground and die from exhaustion.
Of course, the Parthian army was also suffering at this moment; the continuous attacks had left them extremely exhausted.
If the Persians hadn't been on the verge of collapse, they probably wouldn't have been able to hold on much longer.
"Second Prince, it's time to reveal our trump card!"
Inside the camp, an adjutant approached Tiramay and spoke with a grave expression.
"Alright!" Tirama nodded and said in a deep voice, "Let the armored soldiers go!"
"yes!"
The adjutant agreed and then quickly ran towards the rear.
Upon receiving the order, the two thousand armored soldiers who had been hiding behind the camp quickly donned their armor and charged toward the battlefield.
When selecting soldiers, Tiramay carefully chose two thousand men with good potential and incorporated them into the armored corps.
At the same time, in order to enable these soldiers to wear iron armor weighing dozens of kilograms, Tila Mai also had to take food from the mouths of other soldiers to give priority to these armored soldiers.
Therefore, these two thousand armored soldiers far surpassed ordinary soldiers in both physique and combat strength.
Coupled with their impenetrable armor, the two thousand armored soldiers were like tigers among sheep, launching a one-sided massacre against the Parthian army.
After a fierce battle, the Parthian army had suffered more than 20% casualties and was also severely exhausted.
Faced with the massacre of two thousand armored soldiers, the morale of the Parthian army plummeted. They could no longer care about the obstruction of the rear guard and turned to run away.
"Damn it, hold on! You have to hold on!"
Seeing the Parthian army beginning to retreat, Valleon in the rear couldn't help but shout loudly.
He hadn't expected that these Persians had such a hidden trick up their sleeve.
Two thousand armored soldiers could have defeated him in a direct confrontation, but the Persians deliberately chose to release them last.
Their goal is definitely to wait until their side is exhausted before annihilating them all.
Although Vallean understood the Persians' intentions, it was too late.
The Parthian army, having been driven out of their camp, was also completely devastated.
"General, run!"
Seeing the two thousand armored soldiers and Persian infantry chasing after them, Valleon's adjutant couldn't help but urge them on anxiously.
"It's over...it's all over..."
Valleon, however, stared blankly at the fleeing Parthian soldiers, ignoring his adjutant's words.
"Ouch!"
Seeing this, the adjutant said no more, immediately turned his horse around, and galloped towards the direction of Parthia.
Vallean only came to his senses when the Persian army was right in front of him.
Seeing the hordes of Persian soldiers charging towards him, Vallean neither chose to flee nor to fight them head-on. Instead, he drew his scimitar and chose to end his own life.
Although Vallean chose to commit suicide, the Persian soldiers did not spare his body.
The Persians who rushed forward brandished their weapons and hacked Vallean's body into a bloody pulp.
After half a day of pursuit, only more than 3,000 Parthian soldiers escaped in all directions; the rest were killed.
Of course, the Persian army also suffered heavy casualties; of the original 32,000 soldiers, only 20,000 remained.
Nevertheless, the Persian army cheered with extraordinary excitement.
Then, Thiramai led the remaining Persian army south and seized the Parthian camp without hesitation.
All the supplies Vallean had accumulated for expanding his army were seized by the Persian army.
Looking at the mountains of grain and the countless valuables in the warehouse, Tiramay was so excited he could hardly contain himself.
With these supplies, the Persians were able to assemble a force of 30,000 men. Even if they couldn't wipe out the Parthians, they would at least be able to protect themselves.
Then, Thiramai sent a messenger to inform his father, the king, to come and receive the supplies.
While leading his army to rest and recuperate, Tiramay also began to consider his next move.
This Parthian camp was located in a place separating the Persians and Parthians; further south lay the Parthian settlements.
Now that the camp has fallen into the hands of their own people, and the nearest Parthian army is 300 miles to the west, the Parthian people living south of the camp have undoubtedly become fish on the chopping block for the Persians.
What Tiramay was thinking about was how to effectively and quickly plunder the Parthian people in order to accumulate enough resources and build a larger army in a short period of time.
Five days later, the newly recruited 30,000 young men sent by the Persian king also arrived.
While leaving behind two thousand armored soldiers to train these able-bodied men, Tiramay also sent out all the other soldiers.
Persian soldiers, who had been oppressed and humiliated by the Parthians for many years, launched a retaliatory looting campaign after storming into Parthian towns.
Wherever they went, it was like a locust swarm passing through, leaving nothing behind; what they couldn't take was all burned to the ground.
As for the Parthian people, apart from the young women who could be sold for money, the rest, whether old or young, all died under the swords of the Persian soldiers.
Despite the fact that the Parthian people were equally innocent and pitiful, the Persian soldiers showed no mercy.
At the same time, news of the Persians' uprising and the annihilation of 40,000 Parthian troops also reached the Parthian capital.
Upon hearing this news, the nobles and officials in the royal city were also greatly surprised.
So the people temporarily put aside their fighting and began to organize their army to quell the Persians' actions.
They also knew that if the Persians succeeded, their fate as former oppressors would undoubtedly be far more tragic than that of others.
Just as the Persians were plundering and Parthian nobles and officials were organizing their armies to prepare for a counterattack, two cavalry units active in northwestern Parthia also joined forces.
These two cavalry units totaled nearly 40,000 men, and their leaders were none other than Gongsun Zan and Ma Teng, who had been acting as bandits.
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