Battle of Iron Bridge

Battle Of Iron Bridge

Campaigns of
Khalid ibn al-Walid

Campaigns under Muhammad

  • Uhud
  • Trench
  • Hudaybiyyah
  • Mu'tah
  • Demolition of al-Uzza
  • Banu Jadhimah
  • Ta'if
  • Hunayn
  • Mecca
  • Tabouk

Ridda Wars

  • Buzakha
  • Ghamra
  • Yamama
  • Zafar
  • Daumat-ul-Jandal
  • Naqra

Conquest of the Persian Empire

  • Chains
  • River
  • Walaja
  • Ullais
  • Hira
  • Ein-ul-tamr
  • Daumat-ul-Jandal
  • Muzayyah
  • Saniyy
  • Zumail
  • Firaz

Conquest of Roman Syria

  • Firaz
  • Qarteen
  • Bosra
  • Ajnadayn
  • Marj Rahit
  • Damascus
  • Maraj-al-Debaj
  • Fahl
  • Emesa
  • Yarmouk
  • Jerusalem
  • Hazir
  • Aleppo

Campaigns in Armenia and Anatolia

  • Iron Bridge
  • Armenia
  • Germanicia

The Battle of the Iron Bridge was fought between the Muslim Rashidun army and the Byzantine army in 637 AD. The battle was fought near a nine-arch stone bridge spanning the River Orontes, from which the battle took its name. It was one of the last battles fought between the Byzantines and Rashidun Caliphate in the province of Syria. The aftermath of the battle marked the nearly complete annexation of the province into the Rashidun Caliphate with the fall of its capital.

Read more about Battle Of Iron Bridge:  Background, The Battle, Aftermath

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