Chapter 532: The Destruction of the Army (Page 1/1)

If a canoe large enough for several people is a small grape, then a huge sailboat is a big watermelon.

Just by virtue of its huge size, it can still crush all those dense sailors composed of canoes, without sending any troops.

Of course, this is not to blame the Songhai Empire for being so hard, since the Mali Empire was replaced by Songhai, the mother river that irrigates the whole of West Africa - the Niger River, the golden waterway of West Africa, has become the bag of the Songhai Empire.

Being able to have more than 2,000 canoes is already the importance of this commercial river in the Empire.

Of course, the reason why it is a canoe is also caused by environmental factors, and in arid West Africa, there are no conditions for the navy to compete.

If there is no competition, how can there be progress?

However, the army, because of the tribal strife, was extremely strong, cuirassiers, archers, long-legged infantry, and the camel cavalry peculiar to Africa, these were the things that the British had to face.

The river chief stood in the largest canoe in the center of the navy, with his thick neck and black and white eyes, staring at the tall ship in front of him, dumbfounded.

The black skin glows with a dazzling sheen in the sunlight, but at this moment, a faint trace of white can be seen on the face.

"Allah is above, this is simply a product of heaven, not from the earth!"

At this time, he felt that compared to the big boat in front of him, the boat he was on could easily be trampled to death without any accidents, just ants that had been encountering elephants

The steward wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, shook his head again, and looked around.

The generals around him also had expressions as if they had seen ghosts, scared, surprised, and already deeply frightened.

But the chief steward couldn't retreat, at this time, he was assigned a task by the emperor, and he fled without a fight, then he was really dead.

"Generals, the enemy in front of you, although it looks extremely powerful, but this is the Niger River, it belongs to the protection of Anla, all the infidels will be defeated, all, advance-"

Standing up, trying to make himself as tall as possible, the Lord Steward looked at the frightened and timid eyes, he took a breath, and shouted loudly with the strength in his chest.

"Kill-" "Kill-"

The sleek generals in the officialdom only shouted politely twice at this time, and their voices looked shocking and powerful, inspiring morale, but their physical movements were stagnant, and one by one their eyes widened, looking at His Excellency the Governor in the central position.

The simple-minded soldiers, on the other hand, did not have so many fancy intestines, and their swarthy, slender arms, like wheels, turned rapidly, and only shadows and silhouettes could be seen.

The Elvis Knight and Wilson the Seeker, who were high on the ship, held binoculars and looked at the canoe the size of ants, and the smiles on their faces became brighter and brighter.

"Look! This is the difference between civilization and barbarism, when we use the giant ship, this group of black-skinned barbarians, at the moment, can only take a canoe that can only accommodate a few people, and will be crushed by our giant ship! ”

Elvis Knight's lips curled slightly, and he said softly in a smug tone.

"Yes, General, this is the power of civilization!" Wilson touched the green agate in his hand, a misty look on his face.

"The whole of Africa will be our hunting ground in the future, waiting for our hunting at any time, and we can't escape! Especially these blacks, it is a waste of this natural treasure trove, what a waste! ”

The thought of this fertile land, full of gold and precious stones, and the vastness of great trees, pained Wilson's heart, and it was a waste.

Only we, civilized people, are qualified to occupy such fertile land, and you barbarians, are not worthy.

The gold in his pocket pierced Wilson's greedy heart, and the hatred in his heart for the group of strong blacks in front of him deepened.

"This group of ants in front of me will be a glorious moment in my merit book!"

Knight Elvis squinted his eyes and thought to himself:

The brave Elvis Knights, leading an army of civilized people, overwhelmingly wiped out a group of barbaric, scarred, horrific tattooed, strangely dressed Songhai Empire in one fell swoop.

It took a few adjectives to brighten the smile on the Elvis Knight's face.

A vast empire, under his attack, used a militia of only three thousand men, and thus collapsed.

The merit of destroying the country, this merit made Elvis Knight's whole body tremble uncontrollably.

From now on, the title of "Empire Destroyer" will hang on his body and make a name for himself throughout Europa.

The wooden boats, like black ants, moved quickly, as if they wanted to climb the ship.

"Fire-" Awakening from his fantasy, the Elvis knight's eyes widened, and he shouted orders as he looked at the canoe the size of an ant.

"Boom-" "Boom-"

The twelve ships, each with three or four guns, dozens of small smoothbore guns, began to emit white smoke and a choking smell of sulfur, and because of the recoil, more than a dozen ships shook back in unison, and the river was suddenly flooded with layers of ripples.

So, one after another, fist-sized iron bullets erupted from the rough barrels, cut through the air, emitted red light, and flew like a parabola towards the canoe-like navy.

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A three-meter-long canoe was suddenly divided into two sections under the attack of a cannonball, and several sturdy black people in the canoe were also seriously injured by the hot iron balls, missing arms and legs, and bleeding bright red blood, fell into the Niger River, and it was difficult to get up.

From the Elvis Knight's point of view, dozens of cannonballs smashed the black ant colony at once, and the originally neat phalanx was scurrying around like a headless fly, revealing the white surface of the river.

Rounds of cannonballs smashed into the river, causing layers of big waves, and the wooden boats that had not been hit before were also overturned, and the black figure fell into the water, like loaches, slippery.

Unfortunately, the Niger River is extremely deep, otherwise how could it have flowed for so long in arid West Africa.

The black loaches in the waves were splashing in the waves at first, full of vitality, but as time passed, those who did not re-board the wooden boat could only feed the fish.

And this part of the people belongs to the multipart.

And what about the river masters? While the other wooden boats were rowing forward in large numbers, he and the other generals quickly retreated backwards, out of the area covered by the artillery fire.

The rest of the British onlookers on the shore cheered and celebrated.

At this point, the Songhai Empire's 'huge' naval army was completely wiped out.

The capital of the empire, the city of Gao, is officially exposed to the fortune fleet.

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