The water column fluttered near the hull, and the grape bullets made of two lead balls hit the ship's bon, and immediately it was a long hole in shape, and the Roman sailors inside cried out of the burning cabin and jumped into the sea.

The same fire oil sprayed each other, the same jumping ship melee combat, swords and guns were red, Lu Ning blocked the entrance of the strait with more than 100 ships, and stopped the Roman warships that were almost ten times their own, and the Romans also tasted what it was like to be burned by Greek fire, many Mondello warships were disemboweled by Fujian artillery at close range, tons and tons of Greek fire flowed on the sea, and a red cannonball hit it, and immediately the fire burned half the sky.

The Fujian fleet outflanked from the side also surrounded the Roman navy in all directions, the cannonballs were overwhelming, and the Roman warships on the edge were also smashed by artillery fire one after another, the burning ships and masts lit up the dark sea, and there were broken planks and the corpses of sailors who fell into the water everywhere, and the screams of dying and the screams of the flames rendered this place like a Shura ghost.

After more than two hours of fierce fighting, the entire bay was lit up by the raging fire, devoured by the fire demon, there were at least more than 300 warships crackling and burning in the center of the battlefield, and some even burned a skeleton left, the naval battle was so cruel, if you fought on the earth, there was a place to escape if you were defeated, on the sea, once the ship sank, there was almost no way out, the soldiers of the two armies who fell into the water were either drowned or burned alive, and a large area of water was floating everywhere with charred corpses.

After all, Lu Ning had too few manpower, and in such a brutal naval battle of destruction, hundreds of Fujian ships were occupied, sunk, and burned one after another, and the huge Xiangyang finally became the final battlefield.

In the crunching sound, the last main mast on the seven-masted ship was also burned under the flames, and the carbonized Himalayan fir mast tilted heavily to the side, and the heavy crossbar hammer pierced into a Roman battleship of more than 30 meters next to it like a hammer.

The half-burned Mondello was like a soapbox in a bathtub, tumbling and seeming to sink at any moment, and a large stream of sea water poured in from the punctured sideboard, and the rushing slaves who were locked in the bottom of the ship let out a desperate scream.

Hordes of Roman sailors still climbed up like madmen along the ladders, collapsed masts, and pupae, and the ship under their feet was already ironclad, and if they could not occupy the stronger Xiangyang, they would have to sink into the icy Mediterranean with the warship under them.

This is already a war of survival or not.

The sailors of the Xiangyang also knew this, standing on the bridge, a dozen sailors were desperately shooting with steel crossbows, and a Roman sailor had just climbed from the mast to the deck, and then his chest was cold, and the panting Damin sailor pulled the three-edged bayonet out of his chest fiercely, and without even humming, the Roman fell straight into the sea.

A large patch of bright red bubbled out of the sea.

The guards of the flagship are the most elite members of the Fujian army and the navy, and some even have the pirates of the East China Sea and the South China Sea who surrendered, but the good tiger could not stand the wolves, and the fierce battle lasted in the middle of the night, and the Xiangyang successively repelled and sank no less than 30 enemy ships, and the Xiangyang sailors reached the end of the strong crossbow no matter how strong they were.

At the edge of the deck, three sailors gritted their teeth and roared and kept plunging their bayonets into the chests of the enemy who were already paralyzed on the ground, but at this moment, there was a roar from behind, and more than a dozen Roman sailors swung over with ropes tied to the mast, and the sailor slashed fiercely at the backs of the three Fujian sailors.

Blood splattered all over the deck......

Entrance staircase on the first and second decks.

After a few screams, five or six Roman soldiers excitedly dragged bloody sailor knives and rushed down, but just rushed to the bottom of the stairs, several people froze, the gunner dragged two cannons in this direction, the sparks at the end of the cannon were still hissing and burning, seeing this scene, the Roman sailors were in a big rage, and they turned their heads and wanted to run back.

Unfortunately, it was too late, the two cannons smashed one after another, and the filled iron sand spewed out two fan-shaped death planes with a scalp-numbing whistling sound, and the red-hot iron sand affectionately tore apart the human tissue, and several blurred clumps of rotten flesh were sprayed out from the top of the stairs.

A large crowd of frightened cries flashed from the upper deck.

However, only moments later, a thick tongue of Greek fire rushed into the small space below deck, the heat of the tongue ignited the remaining gunpowder, and all the efforts of the defenders were annihilated by the roaring explosion.

The explosion shook the huge hull of the ship.

Deck 3, pharmacy.

There is no sunlight all year round, there is a strong smell of sulfur in the low deck, the command headquarters is occupied, Lu Ning retreated here in embarrassment, his head is full of sweat, but at this time, Lu Ning is looking at buckets of black medicine in a daze.

"General, the upper deck can't stand it anymore!"

Several pro-soldiers, as well as the civilian female secretary that Lu Ning often flirted with, all broke in suddenly, and the female secretary's bangs were all stuck to her head with hot sweat at this time, staring at Lu Ning's back, the female secretary anxiously urged: "The escape boat of the rudder warehouse is ready, my lord, let's go!"

"Oh."

It seemed that he agreed unexpectedly, Lu Ning's face was calm, and he waved his hand indifferently: "You go down first, General Ben knows the way, let me stay here for a while, and then go after you!"

A few pro-soldiers hesitated, but after all, Lu Ning's usual authority prevailed, and with a promise, several people quickly went out.

The fleet of the Great Min used the technology that had always been only available in the Song Dynasty, the watertight cabin technology, and more than a dozen independent empty cabins were divided under the huge hull, which were sealed to each other and impermeable, so that the fleet of the Great Min could sail far away and be less prone to sink.

The watertight compartment hidden at the rudder also has a secret exit, with a spare lifeboat, which is located at the bottom of the ship, in order to prevent the ship from turning on its side and trapping the crew.

The two pro-soldiers unlocked the hatch in a panic, and the rest of the pro-soldiers and the general's secretary all went to the lifeboat, and they used all their strength to eat milk, and pushed the wooden boat down, but at this moment, a violent explosion suddenly sounded overhead!

"Your Excellency!"

After a moment of incredibleness, the unlocked pro-soldier ran back like crazy, and disappeared into the stairs in a blink of an eye, stunned for a moment, but it was the female secretary who gritted her teeth and continued to push open the closed escape door.

With a bang, the sea water outside poured in, and several people desperately pushed the lifeboat out, and then rowed out desperately.

At this time, the Xiangyang has become a huge powder keg, this ship stores the gunpowder reserves of more than a dozen ships of the fleet, with the explosion of the medicine tank, the artillery decks are also detonated one after another, the Roman sailors on the cabin are like the end of the world, screaming and wanting to return to their ship, but in just a few seconds, the tearing explosion wave followed, breaking them into pieces, and blood and flesh flew out like raindrops.

Without waiting for the female secretary and a few personal soldiers to row out more than 100 meters, the Xiangyang, which had exploded for several minutes in a row, was finally overwhelmed, and broke off from the medicine hold, and the huge wooden ship sank to the bottom of the sea, and the whirlpool that brought up shook more than a dozen Roman warships nearby, and even a few of them were seriously damaged and rolled on their sides on the surface of the sea, and also sank.

For the captain, honor the ship! Humiliated by the ship! Die on the ship!

The sinking of the Xiangyang also marked the disappearance of the blocking power of the sailors, and the remaining dozen or so scarred Fujian ships could no longer fight, turned their bows and retreated backwards, and the Roman sailors who rushed in front of them were finally able to push unimpeded to the bay of Constantinople.

However, it was the burning sea and the wreckage of ships that were the first to advance.

In order to assault the Great Min fleet in the bay, the Roman sailors carried a huge amount of Greek fire, but in the fierce battle caused the Greek fire to leak, the entire sea surface was burned, and the fire turned out to be a somewhat uncontrollable trend, and the huge Roman naval fleet was wrapped in this fire.

The flames and the Roman warships that rushed in forced those lifeboats to have to turn back, at this time the deck of the thousand Daifuku ships was already full of the escaped Fujian army, on the shore, but there were still tens of thousands of people roaring, looking forward to it, behind them, those cavalry who raided at night were also killed, shouting and killing were heard clearly from a few miles away on the ship, looking through the binoculars, the face of Liu Renliang, the governor of the naval division, was already pale and terrible.

"Report to the Metropolitan Governor, Douge General Zhao Neng has come to report that the Roman sailors have already clashed with other troops!"

"The Metropolitan Governor, Lord Li, the secretary of the military department, and the first part of the forbidden army have been safely withdrawn!"

"Governor Dadu, the general of the car and ship Zhang Fubu came to report that the strait was blocked by Greek fire, and more than 30 landing craft have been burned by the flames, and the soldiers have suffered heavy casualties!"

Seeing a raging flame belt gradually cut off his vision, Liu Renliang finally sighed helplessly, put down the binoculars, and ordered gloomily: "The fleet is back!"

The desolate horn suddenly whined everywhere on the sea, and the fleet of huge fortune ship troop carriers, which had been worried all night, finally breathed a sigh of relief, lifted anchor, pulled up the sails, and took advantage of the convective wind that hung up in the early morning, and began to flee rapidly towards the Asian coast.

On the shore, looking at the sea lights farther and farther away, more of the enemy fleet was burning with blazing fire, and more and more defeated soldiers gathered couldn't help but let out an extremely desperate roar, even some of the sailors who were isolated and abandoned here were also desperate roars, holding the boat and trying to catch up, but before they could chase it out, they were completely engulfed by the burning Greek fire.

"Abandoned !!"

At this time, he was already exhausted, the originally mighty and beautiful Mingguang armor had been contaminated beyond recognition by blood, the helmet was lost, and the lion cloak behind him was even broken into pieces, looking at the distant Damin fleet, the complicated mood of ease and melancholy surged into Li Yexu's heart, and then all this complexity was turned into a tiger roar by him.

With a shout, Li Yexu strode up with his spear again, and the spear, which was already covered with blood, poured into the chest of another group of enemy cavalry leaders who rushed up with the momentum, and with a beast-like roar, the two of them rolled in the trampling of the rolling horses' hooves............