Chapter 200: Healing the Dead

"What's going on? Now is the time to launch a counterattack, those guys in armor are still piling up in the port area, and our city defense army will be fiercely resisted. What was Publius thinking? John muttered to himself with an ugly face.

The rude pirates were crushed by the resistance of the city defenders, but this was not what Publius wanted.

He has even rushed to the front line, hoping to expel the gang that has invaded the port area as quickly as possible. Beside Publius were a few relatively elite soldiers, and they were also the pinnacle of the fighting power of the Holy See. Under their leadership, the city defense army quickly returned to the port area, but at this time, the entire center of the port area was already crowded with heavily armed infantry, and the array had been deployed, and if you want to break through this defense line, I am afraid that you will have to pay a considerable price.

Publius clenched his long-handled gauntlet sword, his eyes bloodshot. This was undoubtedly a fatal mistake in his judgment of the situation of the war, and this mistake could destroy the gains that the empire had achieved in the Balkans for several years.

Although Publius was quite young, the blood of the pagans that had been devoured on the gauntlet was enough to prove that it was more than just a ostentatious ornament and ornament, and that he had made a brilliant career in battle.

"God forbid...... I'm not like those old guys who are old and stupid...... There's always a way to get rid of these pirate idiots. Publius seemed to laugh at himself, but his expression had clearly calmed down.

Letting pirates enter the city and besiege it was probably the stupidest decision he'd ever made, but it wasn't to the point of no return.

The surrounding city defenders set their backs to Athens in array, and looked at Publius who was standing at the forefront. The adjutant's lips twitched, but at last he didn't say anything, but stood proudly beside Publius and made a gesture of battle. The city defense and a small number of Holy See guards add up to about 3,000 men. The pirate array in the port area is lined up, and there should be 3,000 people. In terms of numbers, the two sides are evenly matched.

But the topography of Piraeus' port area is unique. There was no vantage point for the Athenian army to shoot. And the canopies and brackets set up by the stalls in the market brought even more trouble to the charge of the legion.

"Rocket ......" Publius trembled his lips, and the green tendons of his right hand, which clenched the sword, flare.

"General, you say ......"

"Drop the rocket!" This roar woke up the bewildered city defenders, and the cold iron arrows were removed, and the arrows were set on fire. The sporadic firelight suddenly formed a prairie fire in this lonely long night.

"General, there are still many Venetian merchants' belongings in the port area of Piraeus...... There are also materials that we haven't had time to recycle! After the fire in the port area, the empire may have to bear a rather heavy indemnity! The adjutant reminded almost instinctively.

"So, I ask you, after a group of Ottoman mercenaries dressed as pirates rushed into the city of Athens with a desire to kill and plunder, when they regained their foothold in the Balkans and spied on Constantinople, could the question be solved with money?" Publius took the lit arrow from one of the city defenders, the first feathered arrow with the fury of the Empire's counterattack, and cut a beautiful arc through the night sky.

In the next second, thousands of arrows were fired in the city defense army. There is no aim, no target, the only order is to rely on this fire to burn this group of pirates out!

"The Romans are crazy? Are they burning their own cities? "The pirates who couldn't retreat could look back and see the fire that had been accumulating. Some of the silk fabrics and wooden structures stacked in the harbor are extremely conducive to combustion.

The pirate leaders reacted quickly, they were hired with the Ottomans, but they would never work too hard, and now that their main goal had been accomplished, there was no need to fight alongside these madmen. He tore off his shirt sewn from hearse linen and covered with patches, threw it into a bucket next to a certain shop, and soaked it repeatedly: "Tell the brothers, take something valuable, wet my clothes, and burn me to death, I am not responsible!" Let's withdraw first! ”

"Captain, this Ottoman has given us a lot of money......"

"Scared, can they still find Killer Bay? Don't fight any of them, we use the Ottomans as meat shields, we have lost a lot of people today, if it weren't for the imperial people to give face and retreat all the way without taking the initiative to fight back, I don't know if you can live today! Without further ado, withdraw! ”

The pirates were of course quite decisive in carrying out the captain's orders. Naturally, the treasures left behind by the Venetian merchants were transported to the port in large and small packages. Due to the increasing fire, the Ottomans were forced to temporarily abandon their solid position and engage in a battle with the imperial city defenders in the port area of Piraeus.

"General Publius?"

The armor of the nobles was of course very different from that of ordinary soldiers, but Publius was also quite surprised that one of the generals of the Ottoman army could call his name so accurately in Latin.

"Who are you?" Publius swept away the smoke in front of him, and suddenly a blinding light struck at the flames

"Vilia Tormes Caracha!"

Publius dodged Karacha's thrust with his side, the loud sound of his sword and helmet staggering left him dizzy. The legendary general of the Ottomans, the creator of the Varna miracle, and the first Ottoman general to inflict a frontal defeat on Hunyadi.

"Before we settle our problems, I want you to tell me the whereabouts of this traitor, Lycaon." Karacha probably still cares a lot about Lycaon. Among the military attaché factions, Rükaon can almost be said to be the general promoted by Karacha. It's also his right-hand man. But no one could have imagined that Lycaon would betray the Ottomans so openly that he would even turn around and take up important positions in the Imperial army. This series of changes not only caused the entire Ottoman Empire to lose all the benefits of the Balkans, but also allowed the civilian clique to find an opportunity to re-emerge. Armenia also had intricate links between the Pasha and the civilian clique, and the relocation to Asia Minor undoubtedly turned the situation within the Ottomans upside down.

"When you die, the devil will tell you in hell!"

Publius, of course, would not be afraid of a commander who was already a little old. Moreover, Karacha has never been on the front line of the battlefield, and his strength has never been tested by war.

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