Chapter 118 Seven Mixed Blessings

Saudin boasted to Li Tianhao that he would take the main fort within ten days, and the root of it was that Saudin knew that the water source of the Amen fortress came from a dark river. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info It is the existence of this dark river that allows the surrounding area to produce well water to maintain the needs of the entire fortress, the main fort is located at the highest point of the entire fortress, the terrain is dangerous and difficult to attack, but this has also become its weakness, because the water flows to the lower places, if you find the water channel of the dark river through the main fort and cut it off, then the water source of the main fort will be depleted.

In order to determine the location of this water source, Saudin searched all the water sources in the fortress and derived the approximate location from this source. In the past few days, the main purpose of the Parci army's feints was to cover up the excavation of water, and today their efforts have finally paid off, and the water source of the main fort has been cut off.

The Palchi army on the shore cheered loudly, and the two armies on the sea fought to the death. As the tide of the battle changed, more and more people felt that Palci's victory was assured. By this time, the flagship of Mapsur was already under enemy fire, and the soldiers on board could not lift their heads due to the dense rain of arrows and stones. Knowing that the final moment was near, Mapsur had already put life and death on the line, but he took a more proactive approach - if he was doomed, it was better to fight to the death. He ordered the whole ship to prepare for broadside battle, and resolutely rushed to the nearest enemy ship.

Mapsur was the first to jump onto the enemy ship, slashing the first enemy with a swing of his sword, and his men followed the lead and began a desperate fight. Suddenly Mapsul gained the upper hand and defeated the Palci army on the ship.

Unfortunately, this situation did not last long, and a Palchi outer steamer approached, and hundreds of warriors swarmed from the ship, which immediately changed the balance of forces between the two sides.

Mapsur immediately noticed a particularly conspicuous presence among the group of enemies, a man in his thirties, tall and handsome, but his skills were even more remarkable. On the rocking hull of the ship, his steps were as nimble as walking on the ground, and the sword in his hand was light and fierce, and the Arubanian soldiers were as weak as babies in front of him, and they could only die obediently. Mapsur realized that this was a rare rival in his life, and smiled slightly, and his heart was worthy of dying under the sword of such a strong opponent.

Mapsur deliberately stepped forward, and the distance between the two of them became closer and closer.

"You're the commander, aren't you? I'm Count Elda, Minister of the Admiralty of Parchi! ā€

"Really? That's a blessing. I'm Fleet Commander Mapsur! Hearing the name in standard Arubanian, Mapsur replied in a less standard Yaqui.

At the moment when the two were talking, their hands were not idle, and the two sides had already made more than ten moves. Mapsur once again confirmed the toughness of the opponent, but Mapsur is not a fuel-efficient lamp, if he had the confidence ten years ago, at least he would not have lost, even today, at least he can tear a few holes from the opponent.

Elda said as he spoke: "Your Excellency, as the commander of the fleet, I believe you must understand that today's defeat is inevitable. ā€

"So what? Even if they die, the Arubanian soldiers will never bring their reputation to shame! ā€

"It's a shame that then your fleet would have been wiped out in the literal sense of the word. But since you know that defeat is already decided, why bother to take thousands of more lives in vain? If you are willing to surrender, then your subordinates and my subordinates will not have to fight to the death. Elda said.

Mapsul sneered and said, "Do you think that I will be a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, and bends his knees to others?" ā€

"Of course not. Your Excellency was the first person to force me into such a miserable situation that I had to abandon the flagship to escape, and it is a pity that such a person should die because of this defeat. I would love to see your Excellency fighting for me again. ā€

"What did you say?"

"Palci's navy will continue to expand, and the fleet will grow, and there will be a need for more people like you to lead the fleet. As a man on the sea, don't you want to lead the army Yang Fan to sail across the four seas? ā€

Mapsur's sword slowed down. The navy that crisscrosses the seas, this is something he has dreamed of since he was a hairy boy, so he joined the navy and fought for it all his life. In a way, mastering one of Arubania's three fleets had fulfilled his life's long-cherished wish, but today Elda was speaking of a bigger dream than that. Mapsur trembled and said, "I'm over half a hundred years old."

Elda smiled slightly, "Do you want to return to Hong Kong too?" ā€

Mapsur was taken aback, and then said, "Of course not!" Then I'll bet the rest of my life and honor on you! ā€

With that, Mapsur threw his sword to the ground and knelt down on one knee and said, "Please accept your request for surrender and forgive all my soldiers, who have fulfilled all my orders and fulfilled the duty of a warrior." ā€

Elda immediately helped him up: "With your help, we are one step closer to our goal!" Accept your submission under it. ā€

With the surrender of Mapsur, the battle quickly ended. In the course of the fierce battle, Parci's Second Fleet lost more than forty percent of its ships, and in addition to the burning of the flagship, another outer ship was destroyed and another was severely damaged; And the loss rate of the Arubanian fleet was even higher than sixty-five, most of which were inflicted at the final stage of the battle.

In the end, the Battle of Anmen ended with a victory for Parci, but Parch suffered a huge loss, and that was the death of the commander of the Second Fleet, Misheva.

It was so unfortunate that Miseva had already caught fire on his ship just before Mapsur surrendered. The ship that caught fire was not his flagship, but a medium-sized warship, and after the fire Misheva had to give the order to abandon the ship, but just as he was about to retreat, he himself was hit by the falling mast of incineration.