The Vandals were afraid of death, and they did not realize that the Roman warships that had thrown themselves into the net were actually attacking.

A large number of Roman soldiers rushed out, the Vandals retreated, and the unprepared Vandals were slaughtered on their backs. Just like the land battle, this was how it felt to Luga, but with a slight shaking, he skillfully swung the blood-stained sword in his hand, and one Vandals fell in a pool of blood.

"Get out of the way! Dodge! ”

Luga swung his sword into the stomach of one of the Vandal sailors, who was still struggling, gritted his teeth and grabbed the iron sword in Luga's hand, which was already full of cracks. The soldier clung to it, and even though his hands were cut by the blood of the blade, he still didn't let go, it was a determination to die. The soldiers behind him shouted at Luga, who turned his head sharply, only to see a Roman four-column warship rushing towards him, getting closer and closer, and if he didn't dodge in time, he would probably be torn apart along with the torn warship!

"Die! Go to hell! The corners of the Vandal's mouth in front of him rose slightly, revealing a cold smile, he looked very proud, at least it was very worthwhile to have a Roman officer before he died, maybe he didn't know who the Roman officer in front of him was, if he knew the true identity of the Roman officer in front of him, I was afraid that he would pounce and kill Luga. However, in order to keep Luga from moving, he took a step forward despite the danger of his own serious injuries, and let the blade stab deeper into his stomach, his scarred and bloody hands ignored the piercing pain, and grabbed Luga's armor violently, and the fingers were tightly clasped on the chain mail on Luga's shoulder.

Luga struggled twice, and realized that the Vandal's grip was not as tight as usual. Ten fingers to heart, through the red face and bloodshot eyes of the Vandal soldier, he was patient, but he just wanted to let Luga die.

"You damn thing!" Luga roared in the face of death's stabbing and slammed his shield with his left hand into the Vandal's face.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

Three solid blows of the shield slammed into the face of the Vandal, and the strong Vandal gritted his teeth, and despite the opening of the flower on his face, he endured it and did not let go no matter what!

"Huh!"

In desperation, Lu Jia didn't know where the strength came from, so he broke the iron sword alive, and slashed upwards with the broken blade in his hand.

"Ah!!h

The Vandal screamed and took two steps back, his arms had been cut off by Luga's sword, he looked at his bleeding severed arm, and glared at Luga, who sneered, and the bloody severed arm hung on the chain mail on his shoulder.

Now it's time for Luga to look at him with a sneer, the ship behind him getting closer and closer, Luga looks back, and then jerks away. The Vandal soldier couldn't care less about lamenting his severed arms at this time, and he wanted to run quickly, but just when he wanted to dodge, he only felt a sharp pain in his thigh, which made him fall to the ground with a "hole", and lowered his head, and saw that the broken iron sword was inserted into his thigh at this time, and red blood slowly flowed out. Looking up at Luga again, Luga had already run away.

The warship swept away the warships in front of him and swooped down in front of him in an instant.

All hope was lost, and he knelt down and looked up at the ramming horns of the oncoming four battleships, it was time to return to their temple, hoping that their ancient gods would accept his soul.

"Boom !!"

The ramming of the horns crushed all the ships, and the same crushed the life of the man. From the other ship, Luga looked at the huge warship that was close by, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and with a lingering heart, he took off the terrifying hands that hung on the chain mail.

"Finally, they were reunited together ......"

Looking at the four battleships that rushed straight over, it was not destined to be alone, only to see it swept along with dozens of other ramming ships, tearing apart all the Vandal warships in front of it.

The four remaining warships of the Vandals gathered together, and they planned to resist to the end, but this gathering made them lose the best chance to escape, only to see dozens of six-column warships scatter and surround them. This time it was time for them to feel their despair, only to see several six warships rushing straight at different angles, and the Vandals had nowhere to hide but scream like ants on a hot pan on the deck. Lamentation could not save them, and in the midst of a loud roar of ramming, one after another four columns of battleships were broken at the waist, and countless Vandals struggled and wailed in the water.

"General!"

A bloodied centurion came up behind Luga and asked him, "Excuse me, do we need to move forward or call for the battleship to take us out of battle?" ”

"Exit?" Luga looked back at him with a puzzled expression, and when he saw the commander's questioning, the officer realized that his words might have aroused Luga's displeasure, and he quickly lowered his head, thinking about accepting Luga's stormy scolding.

"No, it's not the time yet."

Luga turned his back to the officer, slowly drew the second iron sword from his waist and said, "I just broke one, but I brought three, and you said that I just left, it's not appropriate." ”

"And what do you mean?" The officer asked in a low voice, "I'm just afraid that the charging horn will be blindless and hurt Your Excellency." ”

"Don't worry about me, my friend." Luga continued: "Now that we have the absolute upper hand, you see, it's all those damn Vandal mongrels who should have died at the foot of Mount Etna!" But the magnates of Rome didn't allow it, and it ruined my good deeds, but it didn't matter, I won a second chance! I'm grasping it well, how can I let them live in vain because they no longer have combat effectiveness? ”

The officer wanted to say something, but Lu Jia stretched out his hand to stop him, he knew what it was like to be scolded by the leader for no reason, he was originally kind to think about it, but in exchange for splitting his head and covering his face, I am afraid that he is comfortable, and he will definitely lose a loyal subordinate.

"Come on, let the soldiers find some spears, I have a good idea. After all, Berialius, the son of the Commander of the Navy, His Excellency Hermanus, begged me to cause them pain, and I did not want to disappoint his expectations. ”

As he spoke, Luga sheathed his sword, dropped his shield, picked up a spear, and stabbed it at the Vandal, who was struggling in the water.