The naval battle is the most enthusiastic, but also the longest, killing time, after the outbreak of the moment just now, the next war is dull, long and boring, the Romans rowed rows of oars to chase behind the Fujian fleet, relying on the convenience of the sails, the escort fleet is dodging everywhere, seizing the opportunity to let the ship go sideways, to the pursuers behind a season of cannonballs.

In addition to a large number of burning or silent warships in front of them to block the attack of the heavy Mondello, the last battle has proved that the heavy ship-destroying guns equipped on these two types of battleships are enough to deal a destructive blow to the modified Mondello battleship, so the rest of the Roman navy did not dare to provoke the heavy Fujian ships like a fortress before cleaning up the small warships of the Fujian army.

At this time, he didn't dare to despise the black general Lou Chuan in front of him, but looking at the chickens and dogs jumping on his warship, Li Yexu couldn't help but stepped forward and asked: "General Lu, dare to ask, why don't you get close to the Romans and win these Roman warships as soon as possible, they have obviously reached the end of the crossbow?" ”

Li Yexu is not talking coldly, his official position is relatively large, Lu Ning will naturally not be stupid enough to chase after him, with a wry smile on his face, Lu Ning explained with a wry smile.

"We can't beat them in the gang fight!"

"How is that possible?"

Li Yexu screamed and shouted again, although he was not in the navy, but he had heard of some of the achievements of the navy, when Nantianzhu conquered the Chola Kingdom, the sailors of Damin rushed to the opponent's flagship with bayonets after the cannonballs were released, three thousand to ten thousand, and the opponent's main general was stabbed to death, just to pacify the Chola Kingdom in one battle, and the tiger in the Indian Ocean will not become a rat in the Mediterranean, right?

Lu Ning just wanted to explain, but there was a burst of exclamation from the sailors in the distance, it turned out that a Fujian ship was not properly commanded, and it was surrounded by several Mondello boats, and in the angry roar of the Roman sailors rowing the broken oars, several fire dragons sprayed out from the dragon's mouth at the bow of the ship, and under the spray of Greek fire of more than ten meters, even if the outer layer of the Damin warship was wrapped in fire mud, it still turned into a huge torch in the raging fire.

Listening to the screams of his comrades, the ships next to him wanted to relieve the siege, and a string of shells hit several neutrals. Near Mondello, these Romans really seemed to be crazy, and they were under heavy artillery fire, just spraying endlessly.

An expensive explanation, watching Lu Ning spread his hands helplessly, Li Yexu was also speechless, but he couldn't help but cast a shadow on his heart.

With such a sharp weapon to help the war, the Roman navy was not without the strength to fight in the face of the Great Min, he had seen the map of Constantinople in the high command, the nearby Persian Prussian Strait was extremely narrow, if the narrow road met, where would the Min army have room to dodge?

Fortunately, the battle has not yet come, at this time in the sea, or the Fujian ships have the advantage, the fierce battle in the afternoon, more than 200 Eastern Roman fleet of the main force almost completely annihilated, the sail mast was broken by grape shells, the rows became broken centipedes, some Mondello finally couldn't bear the strength to surrender, some were still in the water, relying on the ship's ballista trebuchet to fire Greek artillery shells stubbornly, and finally was swallowed up by the overwhelming artillery fire of more than a dozen ships of the Fujian army.

The exhausted oarsmen could not paddle at all, and the place was too far from the coast for a single boat to escape.

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In the middle of the night, in the port of Corinth, where the Roman naval detachment was stationed, more than a dozen Roman coastal defense ships were quietly moored in the harbor, and on the watchtower on the shore, the sailors on duty were lying at the lookout, but they were asleep, and even the harbor was silent, and the streets were empty.

At its peak, the port had a population of more than 100,000 people, but after a long period of war and the depletion of trade, there are only 20,000 or 30,000 left.

In this way, a catastrophe still quietly befell the head of this harbor.

The sentry on duty shivered like a nightmare, and looked at the sea in a daze, and a few fires suddenly reflected in his eyes, like ghost fires, appearing and disappearing.

In the morning, the patrol ship found that a Fujian naval division broke in, and the governor of Corinth personally led the main force out of the port to pursue, according to the news that the results were not bad, maybe the fleet returned from the battle, right?

The sentry decided to wait a little longer and report to his boss's centurion when he was sure, but without clear news, he didn't want to be beaten by the centurion who was as confused as a pig.

With round eyes, the sentry stared at the dark sea for more than ten minutes, and the silhouette of the huge battleship was slowly revealed, and the more he looked, the more the sentry felt that something was wrong.

The fifty-meter-long heavy Mondello was indeed tall, but the warship seemed to be a little tall and terrifying, with a black hull, like a castle floating from the sea, and the lights hanging on the hull were the terrifying bloodthirsty eyes of the trolls, slowly forcing towards themselves.

An invisible pressure weighed down the sentry, and it was only after a moment that he awoke violently and cried out in fear.

"The Min army is the Great Min Water Division!"

The big bell hanging on the watchtower rang violently, but unfortunately it was too late, the troll-like approaching ship suddenly slammed across, and then the muzzle of the black hole spewed out a thunderous fire, boom, and the lighthouse that was still ringing was collapsed by cannon fire, and more than a dozen Roman patrol ships were sunk into the sea by cannon fire before they could get on the board, and nearby fishing boats were affected.

The whole port of Corinth seemed to come to life, and countless people filled the streets, men and women, dragging their families with their families, and fleeing with what little belongings they had, crying and scolding, filling the whole port.

On the beach, hundreds of soldiers of the Roman military region guarding the harbor trembled and held long contradictory cards, scattered on the beach, and a few centurions were still hissing and trying their best to encourage something, but the sound of paddling filled their ears immediately.

After floating on the sea for so many days, they can finally step on the land, and the Arab warriors who have newly turned into tigers are simply ecstatic, and the cheers and curses in Arabic stopped in the ears of the Hong Kong guards of the military region, as terrifying as the howl of the devil.

"Ahh They are the devil and we are all going to die! A military soldier really couldn't stand this kind of suppression, took off his spear and shouted hysterically, turned his head like fleeing inland, his departure was like a contagious contagion, and his brain was controlled by fear, no matter how the centurion roared and threatened, the group of military soldiers still threw away their weapons and shields, and fled irrepressibly, and finally the centurions also took off their mighty Roman armor and joined the rout.

Almost without resistance, the Arabs rushed ashore, while shouting thanks to Allah, these desert warriors fiercely pulled out their scimitars and rushed towards the port not far away, and soon, the clay pots were broken, the women's cries, the men's screams before death were heard far and wide, and the hoarse Arabic voices of the tribal nobles who followed behind were always ringing endlessly.

"Catch alive, slaves can go to Da Min to exchange money and cigarettes, damn it, say you, don't kill it!"

Some of the houses burst into flames, and the crying Greek women were tied up in a string and pushed into the street, this is no longer a war, a naked robbery.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, this harbor, which was originally a Greek seaport, has now become completely Arab territory, and the harbor, the original owners of these original owners are dejected and tied in front of them with ropes, and strung into a string to be stuffed into a small boat and transported to the great fortune ship that crosses them, and the Arab nobles also do their best to accompany their fingers and toes, plus a piece of record bill.

On the other side, the war horses and supplies were also transported ashore by the shuttle boat, and on the port, Lu Ning's dignified right hand touched his chest, and the Damin military salute solemnly bid farewell to Li Yexu.

"General Li, I'll leave you with the next!"

also stroked his chest with his right hand, imitating the etiquette of the Turks, but Li Yexu's face was much more relaxed, and he replied with a smile: "General Lu, rest assured, fight for Your Majesty, Li's invincible glory!" ”

In the afternoon, carrying the first batch of captive trophies, the fleet that covered the sky and the sun slowly retreated in the direction of the time it came, staring at the huge sails of the Xiangyang, and roaring loudly, Li Yexu suddenly pulled out his sword in front of the huge cavalry group.

"Go with Lao Tzu! Fuck it! ”

Under the banner of the Great Min, the rolling Arabian iron horsemen were like burning flames, and the ravaged lands of Asia Minor once again expanded into blood-red outlines, and the cities of the Greeks began to wail under the hooves of the desert iron horses.

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Ancatelia, on the fortress of the remaining veins of the Caucasus Mountains, looking back at the scattered fires at the foot of the mountain, Sir Fawkes, who was in charge of guarding the gates of the Eastern Roman Empire, couldn't help but let out a wail.

"Has the Whip of God Fallen Again?"