"Not good!" Constantine's expression changed drastically, and without any hesitation, he punched away several Leon soldiers who rushed over, turned around and shouted: "Retreat, retreat immediately!"

At this moment, he knew that he had been too careless and had fallen for the tricks of the Lyonnais.

As the king of a country, Constantine's personal strength cannot be compared with Sun Fei, and his military strategy cannot compete with Arshavin, but following these two 'giants' who have a huge impact on the Zenit Empire, at least it also makes him not lack the decisive power that a king of a country should have at critical moments.

At this critical juncture, he did not try to get away with the conspiracy of the Lyonnais, nor did he want to prove the Order of Martial Courage with the blood of his soldiers and civilians, but immediately turned around and ordered the army to retreat.

This timely decision saved the fate of the Byzantine squad of 2,000 people.

Before the powerful Lyon masters in the depths of the palace could be killed, the Byzantines, under the command of the king, began to retreat like a tide.

In a desperate situation, these soldiers who even lost the royal city did not become a plate of scattered sand as the Lyonnais expected, but after a short period of panic, like a lion that was awakened and enraged, they burst out with extremely strong combat effectiveness, and every Byzantine soldier was fearless of death, hoping to use his own life to forge a life path for his companions and relatives behind him!

The Lyon army, surrounded on all sides, was well-equipped and ready for work, but it did not take advantage of a group of routed soldiers.

"Don't mess around, go back the way you came, withdraw to the boat, and go by water!"

In the night, the young king Constantine's turquoise light flickered and rose into the sky, showing his formidable combat power.

He single-handedly blocked thousands of Leon soldiers who were chasing from the rear, the strength of the [Seven Wounds Fist] was like an endless wave of the sea, there was no enemy at all, and within a hundred meters of him, there were constantly warriors in the Lyon army who were flashing with fighting spirit rushing out, trying to drag the young king, but soon under the fist waves of the [Seven Wounds Fist], he flew back at a faster speed!

There were already two eight-star fighting powerhouses who had been chased out of the palace and fallen under Constantine's Seven Wounds Fist.

The king's invincible divine might boosted the morale of his subjects, and the Byzantines retreated in an orderly manner, and more than 2,000 people, in less than twenty minutes, broke out of the encirclement of more than 6,000 Lyonnais and returned to their own ships.

And the only problem at this time is that the Lyonnais behind them have rushed up like a tide, rockets are flying all over the sky, if no one is broken, they will come up, the ship will not be able to start the speed, it will be ignited or destroyed!

"Your Majesty, please retreat quickly, we will stop the Lyonnais!"

At the critical moment, the civilians of the royal city, who supported their king with scythes, hoes, hammers, hunting knives, harpoons and other agricultural tools in the midst of tonight's operation, did not hesitate to turn back and rush towards the well-armed and ruthless Lyon army that was as sophisticated as a precision killing machine.

These are some old civilians, their relatives, have long been killed and injured in the previous massacre of the Lyonnais, there is nothing to love, if the elite soldiers of the kingdom who can be exchanged for their lives leave safely, leaving the fire of revenge, even if they die with a sharp blade, they will definitely have no regrets.

The young king Constantine's eyes were split, he was angry and grieving, and he wanted to rush out to save his relatives and people, but his body suddenly stiffened, and the internal injuries caused by the [Seven Wounds Fist] that he had been suppressing were actually attacked again at this moment!

The soldiers beside him, with tears in their eyes, snatched the king onto the warship like madness and set sail quickly.

The Byzantine soldiers, trembling and shedding tears, watched from afar through the firelight, as the brothers and relatives left on the shore fell one by one under the butcher's knives of the Lyonnais, clutching the weapons in their hands, gritting their teeth and breaking their lips, and the raging flames of war witnessed this blood debt that will never fade!

Shore.

After a bloody battle, the remaining less than fifty Byzantine soldiers and civilians were compressed into a small circle by the Lyon army, which was dozens of times their size, with swords and guns, flashing cold light, and surrounded by groups.

Outside the encirclement.

A young and handsome Ligui clan, dressed in strong silver armor, riding on a tall white horse, with a boy-like faint greenness and baby fat on his face, like a little boy who has not been deeply involved in the world, but looking at the fierce Byzantines in the encirclement in front of him, there is no coldness in his eyes that should not be at this age, and he said lightly: "Kill them all, leave no living mouths, and show the dead corpses to the public!"

The words fell, and several powerful warriors suddenly flew out of his side.

The sword light flickered, and the sword aura was like a rainbow.

Killing!

Fifty-one Byzantine valiant warriors, all of whom were decapitated.

Blood rose to the sky like a fountain of blood, and the headless corpses, clenching the weapons in their hands, leaned on each other and refused to fall, using their lifeless bodies to stand on the shore, forming a wall of flesh and blood, blocking the way pursued by the Lyonnais!

The young and handsome Ligui clan wiped off the blood splashed on his hands with a white handkerchief, and the young and handsome face was bright and uncertain under the imprint of the war, looking extremely hideous, he smiled, showed his white and sharp teeth, and said to the herald beside him: "I originally thought that a war on land could destroy at least sixty percent, but I didn't expect that the Byzantines would have a little king who could handle it, interesting, send an order, let the imperial navy prepare, this time the power of the Zenites on the sea must be completely wiped out!"

A bright red magical motif bloomed in the sky like a drop of blood.

......

It's dark.

Maritime.

Constantine looked at the fewer and fewer warships around him, at the planks, broken pulps, wrecked ships, and floating corpses floating on the sea, and then at the warships of the Lyonnais who were getting closer and closer in the distant sea fog, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

"How can there be so many Lyonnais ships, is it possible that the Empire's fleet in Cape Storm Bay has been completely wiped out?"

Originally thought that as long as they got to the sea, they could get rid of the pursuit of the Lyonnais, who knew that the warships of the Lyonnais had miraculously appeared in this sea area, and they had been waiting for them at sea for a long time, and the last army of the Byzantines suffered another blow, more than forty large and small warships, which had been lost half of them at this time, if it weren't for the familiarity with the nearby seas, and the Lyonnais went around in circles, I am afraid that the entire army would have been wiped out long ago.

But now, there is no escape.

Another Lyonnaise fleet blocked the last way of the Byzantines.

"Prepare the soldiers for battle!" Constantine stood with his sword drawn.

At this time, through the flirting technique given to him by Professor Sun Fei, he had temporarily suppressed the [Seven Wounds Fist] backlash injury in his body, and he was in a desperate situation, allowing him to put aside all distracting thoughts, and his fighting spirit soared.

The order was quickly delivered, and the desperate Byzantines set up a battle at sea.

At this moment, a voice expanded through the magic amplification array came from the opposite side-

"King Constantine, this king of the Lyon Empire, King Buckingham King Ugo Lorris, you have been surrounded by groups, and you are unable to escape, and you are clearly told that the entire naval fleet of Zenit Qingfeng Province has been completely wiped out, and you have no way out, but this king admires your talent, so I am willing to open the net and give you one last chance, if you are willing to surrender here, from now on, serve my Lyon Empire, not only can you avoid a mortal battle today, but from now on, the Byzantine Kingdom will still be under your rule!"

The sound pierced through the fog and came from far down, clearly reaching the ears of every Byzantine soldier.

Constantine's face flashed with a smile of disdain, and he didn't make any answer at all, the flagship signaled battle, the Byzantines raised their swords and guns, and more than twenty warships of different sizes rushed towards the hundreds of black monster-like Lyon fleets on the opposite side, and they made the best answer with their actions.

The serial killings have long planted a blood feud between the Byzantines and the Lyonnais.

Even if the last Byzantines were killed in battle, no one would surrender.

"Your choice is really a disappointment to this king. That cold and arrogant voice sighed, but it didn't mean the slightest disappointment, and instantly became fierce: "Byzantine soldiers, who among you can kill Constantine, from now on, he will be the canonized Byzantine king of the Lyon Empire, and enjoy everything in the royal family!"

It was actually the use of psychological warfare before the war to provoke the morale of the Byzantines.

Turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands into rain, this hidden enemy commander is insidious and cunning to the extreme.

Time flies by in the midst of such consumption.

Ships on both sides, constantly approaching.

Looking down from the sky, this scene is like a group of grass carp launching a suicidal attack on a large shark school, tragic and ridiculous.

Constantine stood high in the bow of the ship, standing with his sword in hand, his long hair flying, and he was worried that Isabella, his wife who was hiding in a secret pirate with a small number of Byzantine warriors at this time, would not be able to see his pregnant wife again before he died in battle, which was really his greatest regret at this time, as for life and death...... In this cold and troubled world, there are countless kings who have died in battle, and he is not the first, and he will definitely not be the last.

This battle is the duty of being a courtier of the Empire!

This battle comforts the relatives and friends who sleep underground!

In this battle, tell the Imperial Martial Saint Chambord City that he didn't choose the wrong person!

This battle proved the bravery of the Byzantine king and the courage of countless Byzantines.

Even if you die, you will have no regrets!

The ship was getting closer and closer, and it was even possible to see the hideous faces of the Lyon soldiers on the opposite huge ship, and the face of a calm and cold Lyonnais commander under the bright yellow royal flag of the giant ship in the center.

Arrows are already whistling.

Soldiers on both sides were constantly hit by arrows and fell to the bow of the ship, splashing red waves of blood.

The Lyon fleet, which came from all directions, had already become acquainted with dumplings, and surrounded the Byzantines with less than thirty old boats, like a giant shark devouring small shrimp, just in the blink of an eye

Constantine was determined to die, smiled at his comrades behind him, and was about to jump to attack......

At this moment, at the front of the fleet, on the water surface of the only gap less than 100 meters between the two armies, there was a strange change suddenly - as if some huge water beast was about to emerge from under the water, a huge whirlpool appeared on the calm sea, and then the sea water rose significantly, spraying up columns of water......

Both sides quickly noticed such an unexpected change and both subconsciously slowed down the ship's speed.

I saw a large black shadow, rising from under the water, gradually emerging from the water, sky blue magic flames and rows of hideous mechanical structures hanging from aquatic plants, and finally the deck overflowing outward, the slightly raised central command platform, and the crossbow gun muzzles around the hull, and the hideous unicorn in front of it...... All this shows that this black monster that floated up from the bottom of the sea is a ship!

A giant ship that can sneak on the bottom of the sea.

It was a shocking scene.

"Sea Clan Ship?" Almost everyone on both sides came up with such an idea, only the legendary Sea Clan, which had not appeared on the continent for hundreds of years, would have such a magical stealth warship.

However, who said that the sea tribe generally does not appear in the sea area within 100 kilometers of the coastline?

The atmosphere suddenly became weird.

If it is really the sea tribe known as the overlord of the sea, then even the warships of the Byzantines and Lyonnais combined are not the opponents of others, only the part of the slaughter.

Both sides began to be vigilant and stopped the speed of the ship completely.

At this moment, a flag in the image of a two-headed dog knife and axe slowly rose above this strange warship that suddenly appeared.

Constantine trembled, a look of ecstasy appeared on his face, he couldn't believe what he was seeing, he looked at the soldiers around him in disbelief, and said in a trembling voice: "Did you see it, that's ...... That's the royal banner of Chambord, could it be that His Majesty Alexander is here?"

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Dazhang, my thinking has been very chaotic in the past two days, I'll sort it out.

Thank you brothers for your support.