"See, honorable Excellency!"

Luga snorted coldly, and said angrily to Sebastianus who was following behind him: "Maybe I guessed correctly at this time, he Gaisaric has no courage to resist, you see, the Vandal soldiers who went out of the city to meet the enemy are all unpopular characters." ”

"Hehe, Lord Luga, prudence is always the most important thing!" Sebastianus laughed, and his words were not unreasonable, but Luga was uncomfortable listening to them, and he spoke eloquently, and in the end he was still in the direction of some gaps from expectations. Because the starting point was good, Luga couldn't say anything, and nodded to deal with it.

Looking around, there were no living Vandals left in sight.

"They were defeated by us and retreated like turtles to the city of Carthage, trembling." Anlasis came to Luga's side, pointed to Carthage, which was not far away, and proudly showed off his exploits to Luga.

"Well, Lord Anlasis!" Luga shook his head with a smile and said, "At least Your Excellency sent it back to Carthage, but they don't seem to have suffered any major damage, strictly speaking, they just scratched a little skin!" ”

"Yes, Lord Luga!"

Sebastianus coughed a few times behind Luga, which was deliberately to attract Luga's attention, and when Luga turned around, he pointed to the chaotic warships in the distant sea outside Carthage and said, "It seems that the war of General Hermanus is far from over. ”

"Try to see if you can move! Fast! Hermanus had already seen the four columns of ships coming towards him, and he was a little panicked, not knowing what to do now. Escape, the only thing that can be done at the moment is to escape, but how to escape is a problem.

"Get off the oars, get off the oars!"

The soldiers in charge of the slaves shouted and whipped the rowing slaves with their whips, forcing them to use their oars against the Vandals, but in any case, they had only one thought in their minds, which was to get out of the land before the arrival of the four columns of the Vandals.

But the heart is more than enough but the strength is insufficient, this is the truest portrayal of what they show at the moment.

"Hard! Hard! Didn't I give you food when the damn damn it! The officer whipped the slaves on their scarred backs, and they had to endure the excruciating pain, holding the huge oars in their hands and pulling them backwards with all their might, which only pushed the Vandals to pieces, but did not improve their present awkward situation even slightly.

The Vandals' assault stopped, as the bow of the flagship had been completely consumed by the flames, and they withdrew from the ship, leaving Hermanus and the others on deck and stern.

"Don't slack off, stay vigilant!" Hermanus reminded his soldiers over and over again that, judging by his years of experience, it was most likely the silence before the storm.

"Four Columns of Battleships! Four Columns of Battleships! ”

Finally, behind the flames and smoke, the soldiers saw through it the real main force of the Vandal's fleet, and they swooped down in front of the Roman's charging four-column battleships (the Roman four-column battleships were no longer strong enough to move on, and now they had to stand back and look for a new opportunity before being surrounded by the Vandals). Straight ahead.

"Trebuchet! The trebuchet aims at the opponent, here they come! Here it comes! ”

The officer roared hoarsely, but to no avail, the slaves had exhausted all their strength, and even the weak bodies had collapsed on the oars, and the six-column battleship could only feel a slight shake.

"Whew!"

The trebuchet acted, firing a massive stone that spun in mid-air and arced in an arc toward the four ships that were speeding towards it.

"Huh!"

"Smashed!" The soldier in charge of the observation almost cried out, and when he looked forward, the huge stone had indeed hit the four-column battleship, but it was only a side-kick, leaving a deep scar on the hull of the battleship. Instead of stopping, the four ships were getting faster, and the Vandals looked like they were going to crash the six-train, and they must have sensed that they had found a better way.

"Go on! Go on! Everyone yelled at the operator behind them, and even a few of them dropped their weapons and ran up to help carry the rocks.

"Is there any other way? Is there any other way! ”

The soldiers asked their commander, and Hermanus asked Hermanus, who gritted his teeth, and he didn't know how to answer, only to see that the four battleships were coming straight from the right slope of the battleship, and the angle of impact matched with the speed would definitely make a huge hole in the hull, or maybe it would have been torn in half. They are a living target, there is no escape, and all hope seems to be to pray for mercy from heaven to see what else the gods they believe in or the gods of Olympus have in mind.

All support seemed to have failed, in order to save them, two more six warships and more than a dozen warships were sunk, all hope was lost, the Roman warships outside surrounded the Vandal warships in a big circle, but the Vandal heavy warships on the periphery did not show weakness, facing the light Roman ramming ships, they used iron hooks to hook those warships and overturned them, this practice was tried and tested, and the Roman sailors on board had no power to resist.

"Reload! Load! ”

The four battleships were so close that everyone was so anxious that their eyebrows burned, and everyone hurriedly pushed the stones onto the transmitter, and the operator trembled and gestured with his hands to aim.

"Launch! Launch! ”

The four battleships were close at hand, death was at hand, and everyone's eyes widened.

"God, Our Lady, have mercy on your devout believers!" The soldier shouted, swinging his sword and slashing at the rope.

"Whew!"

With a loud bang, the boulder was slammed out by the trebuchet, and because it was close enough, the stone hit the four battleships in front of him.

"Boom !!"

The boulder hit the stern of the battleship, cutting off a large chunk of the rear of the battleship, and most importantly, the huge impact force made the battleship change its course violently, originally going to crash into the six battleships, but the unstoppable force made it deflect, and the entire hull was attached to the six battleships.

"Boom!"

Hermanus felt the deck beneath his feet vibrate, so loud that he couldn't stand still. The impact knocked everyone down, and it felt as if the hull had tilted badly to the left.

"Ahem, ......"

The four battleships rubbed against the six ships, and the oars of both sides were broken.

"Hold on! Hold on! ”

Hermanus, who was lying on the deck, roared, thrusting his iron sword into the gap in the deck, allowing him to keep himself steady. Berialius is also learning from his father, and now he looks much calmer, and if he can survive this time, then he will definitely blow with others for the rest of his life, because this scene is too magnificent.

"The end? Is it over? ”

Feeling that the impact had stopped, the battleship of the six columns quickly maintained its stability in the inclination of the impact, and returned to its original position, and the soldiers who had survived the great disaster rose from the deck. They helped each other up and walked to the other side of the battleship, wanting to see what had happened to the four-column battleship.

"Dangdangdang......"

At this moment, more than a dozen iron hooks were nailed to the hull, and it was not difficult to see what they were at the tail of the rope.

"Defense! Defense! ”

The soldiers who had just stood up were frightened by the sudden iron hook, and they screamed and gathered around Hermanus and Berialius.