The cannon roared like thunder, with a roaring tail flame, and slammed into the walls of Galata.

The ground, the walls and ships trembled with the sound of four cannons, followed by a second, more accurate salvo. Although the accuracy of the folding cannon and the urban cannon is limited, as long as the Ebius Radiance can send the cannon close enough, even if it is far away, it can hit the sea wall of Galata.

With the roar of the city's cannon, the crumbling wall of the sea collapsed.

This heavy cannon is not at all an order of magnitude greater than the side guns of the Ebius Radiance. A total of eight shells easily destroyed the seemingly impregnable city wall, and it can be said that it was uprooted, and only some broken bricks connected to the city wall in other directions were still hanging on it.

"Anchor! Anchor! Put the landing board, the heavy infantry in front, the light infantry in the rear, charge! ”

Publius's conducting style is almost the same as Vasica's. Offense, that is, defense. Vasika is also blue-eyed for this junior.

The configuration of the Holy See Guard is not as good as that of the Phoenix Legion, but it is more than enough to deal with Genoese mercenaries. This surprise attack of the Empire, without even creating any pretext for war, completely tore the last bit of face with Genoa, which in the future may cause strong resentment in the West. But at the same time, the mercenaries, who had little morale and combat effectiveness in Galata, were even more defenseless, and it was not until the sea wall collapsed that they hurriedly took up arms and set up city defenses in Galata.

However, it was too late.

When the heavy infantry with their tomahawks and tower shields in their hands formed a formation, and advanced with the rockets, javelins and crossbows of the light infantry, all resistance was futile. The mercenaries could barely stare blankly at the not-so-sharp swords in their hands, and then wait for their axes or spears to pierce their bodies.

Perhaps the lucky ones escaped this fate, but the ensuing chainhook made it impossible for them to escape.

As a young officer, Publius was keen to revolutionize all matters related to military affairs, and the chain hook was his imaginative creation.

It's a bit like the boarding locks used by pirates, but the chain part is shorter, making it easier to carry and throw. The head of the chain is bound with a sharp hook. The hook is also specially crafted, with a double-edged barbed structure, and whether it hits the target accurately or not, as long as it produces a small scratch, it will take away a large piece of flesh and make the target lose the possibility of escape.

Because this weapon was so cruel, Gregory III repeatedly condemned Publius morally, and the Holy Guard's strong religious overtones would bring shame to the Orthodox Church.

However, Constantine XI seemed to be interested in this new weapon, and in this way, the first batch, two hundred hooks, was equipped with the Holy Guard. In the future, it is possible to be completely popular, after all, the most important opponent at the moment is still the infidels, and there is no need to show mercy to the infidels.

"This thing should be even more powerful with a blood tank." A certain unique fetish in Vasika's body completely erupted at this moment, "Publius, my good brother, you must give me the blueprint of this thing, the blood of the enemy and the battle banner of the Phoenix Legion complement each other!" ”

"Of course, all for the sake of the Empire." Publius smiled.

Wallachians, characteristic, only.

When the chain hook incapacitated dozens of Genoese mercenaries in an instant, the rest even lost the courage to escape. The gates of Galata were closed, and they had no way to escape, and even if they did, they would have to cross most of Europe from Genoa, could it be that they would occupy the mountain and become king of the Ottoman territory? I am afraid that Muhammad would have shown no mercy when he struck them alive.

"Shameless Greeks...... Soldiers, lay down your arms, resistance has lost its meaning, we surrender! ”

This war, from conspiracy to preparation, to today's lightning raid, took a total of three full months, but the final word of the urban cannon had begun to be developed even a year ago. This made Constantine XI more deeply aware of the irreplaceable role of firearms in future wars.

"I'm Deria Lante Lawrence. The most honorable Viceroy of the Republic of Genoa in Galata. We are unable to defend ourselves against the Empire's ugly and cowardly surprise attacks, so we surrender in defeat. The door of the Governor's Palace slowly opened, and an old man dressed in a light gray robe and wearing a silver cross slowly walked out. The mercenaries with their backs to the Doge's Palace consciously gave way and left their weapons on the ground.

"Romans, your deeds are despicable and will be spurned, and the most noble Republic of Genoa will show you the wrath of the Genoese, and you will ......"

"Publius, sew him in the mouth."

Deria's gushing speech came to an abrupt end and looked at Vasika with incredulous eyes: "Almighty Father above, are you really a believer in God?" You are so bloodthirsty and cruel, hell will open its arms to you......"

"What do you think we are? Fanatics who adhere to chivalric dogma? "Vasika looked at Deria like a madman. Thankfully, the empire does not have such commanders or local governors, "The war only has results and no process, as long as the war can be won, even if I splash dung dung on your face, I am the most noble person, do you understand?" ”

Across the strait, the captured Deria was immediately sent to Constantinople. At this time, Constantine XI had just finished the refreshments carefully prepared by his attendants with Evie.

The two soldiers who followed Publius threw the flowery Deria in front of Constantine: "Your Majesty, Baselisa, we have ended the war, the Genoese defenders have surrendered on all fronts, and our army has lost ......"

"What's lost?"

"The loss of a shell, the gunner made a mistake, and one of the shells of the broken artillery fell into the sea. Another person was wounded by the bow and arrow of the light infantryman, who had already been flogged...... That's all we lose. ”

"From the first cannon fire to the time you escorted back to the Genoese commander, it was two hours. Good performance, young general. It's a night to remember, so get your soldiers ready to rest after clearing the battlefield. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

"Next......" Constantine shifted his gaze to Dria, who was kneeling before the Holy Seat. It's not that he wants to kneel, it's just that his whole body is wrapped up and down into a zongzi, and there is no possibility of breaking free, and standing is also a laughing stock.

"Are you Genoese soldiers so vulnerable?"