The 4,000 spartan warriors of the spardy, in an instant, led another wave of enthusiasm at the wharf, and the people were freed from their worries and anger, waving their arms and cheering, and even some laborers dropped their crates to meet them. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

They thought it was reinforcements sent from above.

Constanta is a port, and inside it is the hinterland of Romania, and it is impossible for such a large hostile force to penetrate the hinterland, so it can only be reinforcements.

"When did Constanta come with such elite troops?"

Looking at the approaching Spartan warriors, the knight officer frowned, waved his hand and signaled his subordinates to sort out the military appearance and arrange the formation, don't lose the face of the heroic knight legion in front of outsiders.

The Spartan warrior stopped fifty meters away, with an iron shield in his left hand and a heavy sword in his right hand, standing proudly.

Their perfect muscular form amazed everyone.

"This is called a warrior...... "The knight officer was ashamed of himself, and couldn't help but let out a sigh and praise.

Everyone could feel that the value of these 4,000 soldiers must be much greater than that group of artillery ships.

Seeing the change in the situation, people's attention was all attracted by the Spartan warriors, Zheng Fei blinked at Santiago and Hans, who were standing at the front of the queue, and then coughed dryly, looking at the knightly officers who were staring at the soldiers with envy.

"By the way, isn't my fleet supposed to be two miles away in the sea, and how did you search it?"

The knightly officer shook his head at this question and said that he did not know, and then the garrison officer standing next to him took over.

"On the way here, the naval reinforcements spotted your fleet adrift at sea, and recognized the Italian battleships and large frigates, and forced them to the docks. ”

"Where's my sailors?"

"Don't worry, there are quite a few of them, but at first some of them wanted to resist and were injured, and now they are all locked up in that room. The garrison pointed to a warehouse-like building.

"Can you let them go?"

Zheng Fei's words brought the knightly officer who was staring at the Spartan warrior back to the previous topic.

"You agree to sell us artillery and ships, and I will release them at once. The officer shook the corners of his mouth with a smile, and his tone was full of coercion, but he did not lose his chivalrous demeanor.

"I said, I need that batch of artillery very much. Zheng Fei shook his head.

As if admiring his stupidity, the officer couldn't help but sneer and scratch his hair.

"You also saw that another 4,000 reinforcements have arrived, and there are at least 10,000 people at the dock now, are you sure you really want to fight against us?"

As his words fell, the people nearby rolled up their sleeves in unison, and their eyes were full of fierceness, looking like they wanted to be flattened.

"Good, good. Facing the crowd that was about to riot, Zheng Fei hurriedly raised his hand to signal them not to get excited.

"Let me think about it seriously. ”

As he spoke, he made a thoughtful gesture, and walked with Brad to the Spartan warriors, and ran about ten meters away, rushing to the warriors in the astonishment of the crowd.

Looking back, he has changed his relaxed demeanor.

"What are you doing here?" said Santiago, in a low voice, so as not to affect the solemn atmosphere created by the Spartan warriors.

"Stupid, so that the captain will not be held hostage by them!" retorted Hans.

"Oh, I see!" laughed silly.

"Be quiet and don't talk. Zheng Fei made a shushing gesture.

The crowd on the other side was still in a state of bewilderment, and the knightly officer could not understand his actions, and his eyes widened in astonishment.

Far away, Zheng Fei straightened his chest and said loudly, "Hey, these perfect warriors don't seem to be your reinforcements. ”

The knightly officer was stunned for a moment, and gradually realized that something was wrong, and the sudden arrival of the warrior did not seem to be reinforcements.

However, it is even more unlikely to be the Ottoman army, and the West Asian barbarians have a clear difference in their appearance.

"How could it be. The officer wanted to struggle a little more, for he could not figure out where an army had come out of which he knew to be very brave by its appearance.

After saying that, he sank his face and asked the garrison officer in a very slight voice: "Man, have you heard that there are such elite troops in Romania?"

The garrison's face also sank: "No, the elite troops are mostly artillery and heavy cavalry, and the only strong sword and shield soldier is the Nikolai Legion, which is currently fighting with the enemy in the ancient city fortress about a thousand miles to the west, which is the front line of the front line, and it is absolutely impossible to draw it back." ”

The ancient fortress refers to Bucharest, which became the capital of Romania in the 19th century.

Villages and towns were founded in the 14th century, and in 1459 they began to defend against invasions in the face of Ottoman invasions. In 1477, after the Romanian nation defeated the Ottoman invasion, the town on the banks of the Dembovica River was named Bucharest, the "City of Joy".

According to the calculation of the ten years since the fall of Constantinople, Zheng Fei's current year is about 1463.

After listening to the garrison's reply, the bewildered knight officer angrily smashed the scabbard with his fist and shouted in a deep voice: "Then who are they?!"

"I don't know, I remember that when the Oriental led the fleet to land a few days ago, there were only a few hundred people on his ship at most, how could so many pop up now?" the garrison officer also shook his head in confusion.

No one could have imagined that there were 20,000 Spartan descendants hidden in the mountains of the Romanian hinterland, and they could not have imagined that the kidnapped prince was close at hand......

Although I can't figure out the identities of the fighters, one thing is certain, they are definitely not their own people.

Simply, the knightly officer did not bother with this doubt, and faced the four thousand Spartan warriors head-on, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, and holding it high above his head in a dashing manner.

With this as a command, the members of the Heroic Knights Legion immediately followed suit, drew their shining sabers, stepped on their wild horses, and waited for battle.

At the same time, the other troops stationed in the harbor also took action, and even the unarmed dock laborers picked up everything that could be used as weapons, such as stones and wine bottles, scattered on the ground, and swore to defend their homeland to the death.

Of course, there were also some cowards among them, who silently hid behind the crowd and sneaked out of the docks to report to the other garrisons in Constanta, which now had more than 20,000 soldiers.

Looking at the chaotic movement on the opposite side, Zheng Fei shouted, "Hey, do you really want to start a war for a batch of artillery?!"

"You, like the Barbarians of West Asia, are enemies of Constanta!"

The knight officer roared and swung his sword forward, ready to lead the knights in a fearless charge.

"Do you still want to shout, the brute bull invades?" Zheng Fei raised his eyebrows slightly, the corners of his mouth curled, and he looked very happy.

Looking at his smile, Santiago wondered again and asked, "Why are you still in the mood to laugh when the war is going to start?"

"Don't worry, you can't fight. Brad calmly explained for Zheng Fei, untied the flask and took a sip of wine.

Zheng Fei shrugged his shoulders and tilted his head to look at the knights who were only a few dozen meters away. (To be continued.) )