The pulp frequency of the upper collar also changed accordingly with the sound of the flute, the arms were pulled back, the body was leaned back, the legs were extended, and the wood pulp was raised; Pushing his arms forward, leaning forward, bending his legs, the pulp was inserted diagonally into the seawater, and with the natural roar of the pulppers, the pulp drew an arc backwards in the seawater......

Led by the upper oarsmen, all the oarsmen paddled hard, their bodies leaning forward and backward, and even the leather cushions they gave birth to slid slightly back and forth with the oarsmen's bodies due to the grease applied underneath.

"Roar! Roar! ......" The low trumpet soon became the same sound, echoing the rhythm of the flute.

Seven sections! Eight knots! Nine sections! Ten knots! …… The speed of the warship is increasing dramatically.

Zantiparis felt as if the whole ship was about to float, and the oncoming waves became denser and denser, hitting the bow of the ship, turning into patches of mist, and pouring "la-la-la" on the deck......

"Brothers, hold on to the mast and the crow, and stand firm!" Captain Midorades reminded the ten deck sailors loudly.

As soon as he shouted twice, the sea water poured on him, and he suddenly turned into a soup chicken.

At this time, there was no longer a need for a military horn, and the increase in the speed of the pilot warship was a signal, and the other warships began to accelerate one after another.

Rows of wooden oars splashed angry waves, warships split the vicious waves, and the neat sound of the boats was a powerful denunciation of the invaders. In the face of the vicious and ferocious swooping down of the Syracuse navy, everyone in the Dionian fleet was wide-eyed and full of rage, ready to fight the enemy to the death!

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Although the Dionian people on the shore could not see the panoramic view of the battlefield, they were also extremely nervous at the moment, watching intently the rapid approach of the warships on both sides on the sea.

At this moment, no matter whether they knew each other or not, they all held hands tightly and shouted loudly to cheer for their relatives......

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As the Ionian ships drew closer, the "Raven Drawbridges" dangling above the bow of each ship became visible, much to the surprise of the sailors on the Syracuse warship, who had never seen such a strange contraption before.

Out of contempt for the "rookie navy" of Dionia, most of them believe that this is the result of the Dioonians not knowing how to build ships and renovating indiscriminately. With this mentality, their charge was even faster, and the formation was a little difficult to maintain, but they didn't care, because they thought that Dionia's ship was already in their pocket.

In Midorides' vision: a three-sculled warship of Syracuse rushed towards him from diagonally ahead, the bronze ramming angles of the bow piercing the side of his ship.

He knew that it would be dangerous for his warship to evade it on a large scale. Because after a few tens of meters next to the enemy ship, it will take the opportunity to crash into the hull of its own warship that is completely exposed because of dodging, which is the famous "double column tactic" of the traditional Greek navy.

But Midorades showed a slight sneer, he didn't need to give any orders, the helmsman of the warship after this period of intensive training would make the right response.

Sure enough, in the rapid advance, the warship slightly deviated to the right, and rushed towards the warship.

Seeing the enemy ship magnify dramatically in his eyes, Midorades shouted below deck: "Collect the slurry!" ”

"Slurry!" The boatswain shouted after him.

The oarsmen immediately pulled their oars back from the paddle window, and the process was a little panicked because of the nervousness.

At the same time, the ten sailors on deck had gathered around the foremast, some of them had untied the ropes attached to the foremast of the Raven Drawbridge and pulled it together with their might, while others turned the pulleys so that the base of the Raven Drawbridge turned.

The captain of the Syracuse saw the Ionian ship rushing towards him in the bow of the ship, and a small part of the slurry on the right side was still left outside the window, and he was overjoyed: although it failed to hit the hull, breaking its oars would also affect the speed of the enemy ship's oars.

When the two warships were about to stagger past, he turned around and prepared to go down to the cabin to take shelter first, because they were so close, it was the time for the archers on both decks to exert their power, and at this moment, he heard a "boom" sound, and the strange device on the bow of the Dionian warship fell straight down and smashed on the deck of his warship, and the whole warship was shaking, and the huge force actually made the forward momentum of the warship suddenly slow down.

Then the captain heard a shout from the other side: "Brothers, it's time for us to divide up!" ”

Under the captain's stunned gaze, dozens of Dionian hoplites in black armor emerged from the opposing cabin and rushed through the device to the Syracuse's warship.

It turned out to be a small wooden bridge! The captain only then understood, but it was too late, and how could the few sailors on the deck of Syracuse, who had rushed forward to meet him, be the opponents of these wolf-like Ionian soldiers, either stabbed by sharp daggers or shot out into the sea by long shields......

The remaining sailors and lookouts could only raise their hands in panic in the face of the Syracuse hoplites rushing in front of them, but the Dionians clearly had no intention of taking them prisoner and stabbing them to death one by one.

The captain was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he sat down on the deck.

Then I heard a man say, "He is the captain of the ship, and we need him to steer this ship." ”

"It's enough to have a helmsman!" As soon as the other words fell, a cold short sword slashed through his neck, and blood flowed profusely.

Two soldiers rushed to the stern to capture the helmsman, while the others rushed straight into the cabin.

The oarsmen in the cabin were already panicked, and they got up from their leather cushions and tried to escape.

The soldiers of the first detachment of the first brigade of the first regiment of the Ionian army shouted: "Get back to your seats!" At the same time, he brandished his long shield and short sword, and went on a killing spree.

Although there were more than 170 sturdy men in the cabin, they only thought about escaping, like a plate of loose sand, and their naked bodies had no protection.

Soon, the cabin was littered with corpses and groaning and struggling wounded, and the entire space was stained red with blood.

The remaining oarsmen were frightened, crouching in the cramped cabin and raising their hands in the air.

"Get back to your seat, hurry!" That's when the Dionian soldiers' shouting came into play.

The rest of the paddlers on the Syracuse trembled and sat back on their leather cushions.

Zantiparis and Squad Leader Inias looked at each other, their eyes both delightful and incredulous: this was the first time they had encountered such an easy battle, and they had captured a three-sculled warship so easily!

Although Seklian has repeatedly declared in previous training: "Raven's Drawbridge" will change the tactics of naval battles and bring Dioonia a brilliant victory!

It wasn't until he experienced this battle for himself that Zantiparis really realized how much of a role that seemingly ugly "Raven Drawbridge" played!

Thanks to the genius of King Davers! Zantiparis sighed in his heart, but this was not the time to sing praises, so he gathered his mind and whispered to Inias: "You take 30 brothers back to the ship, and I will watch here." ”

"Captain, is 20 soldiers enough?" Inias asked, slightly worried.

Zantiparis glanced contemptuously at the still trembling Syracuse oarsmen: "Actually, it only takes ten people. ”

Inias was no longer humble, for they all knew that the battle had just begun.

Inias led 30 soldiers to quickly go to the deck, through the "Raven Drawbridge", back to their own warship, the rest of the soldiers laboriously pulled out the spikes that the crow's head was stuck into the deck, and the deck sailors on that side pulled the ropes tied to the drawbridge together, and pulled back the 12-meter-wide, 12-meter-long, small wooden bridge with low railings on both sides, and hit the foremast, so that Syracuse's warship could break away.

"Turn the rudder and sail to the beach, or you'll die!" Threatened by the daggers of the Dionian soldiers, the Syracuse helmsman was obliged to comply.

In the cabin, Zantiparis stood in the aisle covered in corpses and blood, with 15 fierce soldiers, and roared viciously: "Listen to me! Pick up your paddle and row it for me! Otherwise—" Zantiparis said, stabbing his dagger down to the side, instantly piercing the chest of a lying wounded pulp.

The terrible screams of the paddlers before they died echoed in the cabin, and the oarsmen, who had already been frightened, dared to disobey.

"Positive...... Normal...... Speed ...... "When the piper speaks, his teeth are fighting.

The ship slanted toward the shore, and on the deck stood several soldiers in the bow, belly, and stern, their striking black armor alerting the other Dionian ships of fear of being considered enemies.

Just when the Midorades warship was connected with the enemy ship with the "Raven Drawbridge", another warship of Syracuse was also rapidly approaching, and the captain and sailors did not understand why the two ships in front of them did not separate after they collided, but kept meeting each other, but the rich combat experience and the habitual "double column" combat cooperation made them turn a small corner of the warship without hesitation, ready to rush towards the most vulnerable middle of the Midorades warship.

And not far behind the left side of the Midorides warship, a Dionian warship was also moving forward at a rapid pace.

"Charge speed!" The captain shouted.

"Dididi! Drip, drip! ......" The piper plays the two-pipe flute almost non-stop.

At this moment, the paddlers were highly excited and nervous, and they frequently leaned forward and backward, so that the splash on both sides of the warship had not disappeared, and another layer of waves rose, forming two white parallel lines......