The sun had completely set, and even with the sophisticated telescope of Fujian, he could only see the chaotic ship lights on the opposite side, but Constantine IV still looked at it for a while as if he was fascinated, and then he shook his head and said this. [Ran^Text^Library] []

"You don't know anything about the sea!"

Suddenly, turning around excitedly, Constantine IV's aging face was full of morbid excitement, and he yelled excitedly at the Roman soldiers behind him.

"The sea will always be our Roman ally!"

"Rome, victory!"

The whole fleet was boiling, and in the cheers of the earth shaking and shaking, Constantine IV turned around again, facing the chaotic Arabian water village in the distance, and raised his arms loudly.

"Fire up, send these infidel devil's subordinates back to hell!"

One by one, the Roman heralds on the bow of the ship played the trombone, and in the low trumpet, on the various warships of the black Athenian fleet, one by one the ships with ballistas crunched and tightened the bowstrings, one by one the Roman special incendiary pots were pushed into the load, and the Roman artillerymen who had calmed down were staring at the front with murderous energy.

Even if he betrayed the 100,000 army in front of him with his own hands, seeing this scene, the Arab fat man sent by Hou Jie still showed a particularly unbearable look, silently lowered his head, and pinched the Koran in his hand.

Constantine IV's pride came from the Bosphorus currents rushing under his feet.

Very peculiar Bosphorus current, on the surface the Black Sea flows to the Mediterranean, but the direction of the water flow a few meters below is diametrically opposite, the formation of this strange up and down flow is very simple, the Mediterranean evaporation is much greater than the Black Sea, so that the Black Sea sea level is higher than the Mediterranean, the Sea of Marmara, the flow of the surface current is from the Black Sea to the Mediterranean.

However, the bottom seawater, the Mediterranean Sea is also higher than the Black Sea, the salinity is thicker than the Black Sea, and the heavy Mediterranean water is rushed to the lighter Black Sea, which forms a more peculiar double convection.

This is true not only of the Bosphorus, but also of the Strait of Gibraltar near Spain, but this simple spectacle, even after more than a year of troops stationed here, the Arabs still did not control it, which is one of the reasons for the defeat of the Arabs today.

This kind of black oil is called Greek fire, originally the era of Greek fire should be the Byzantine Empire's stunt to rule the Eastern Mediterranean for thousands of years, historically invented by the architect Galineus who fled to Constantinople in Syria, just in time for the first siege of Constantinople by the Arabs, Constantine IV in a hurry immediately applied it to the military, and the Greek fire that could burn at sea destroyed the ambition of the Umayyad dynasty to destroy Byzantium.

In this time and space with Li Jie, it was even more convenient for the Byzantines to study Greek fire, because the Min State allied with Anna and supported the twin brother of hundreds of tons of Greek fire in Byzantium, Huaxia Fierce Fire Oil.

With such a blueprint, it only took a few months, the chemical genius of this era, Gallinius, to develop a lighter and more conducive to naval warfare of Greek fire, more than a year after the siege of the city, Constantine IV even sold out the gold and silver candle utensils used in the palace, which transformed all the fierce fire oil into Greek fire, and hoarded a lot.

At the same time, the barrel containing the Greek fire is also specially made, which can be said to be the prototype of the mechanical clock of later generations, the barrel has a winding rod, and after it is finished, it is thrown into the water, and the mechanical force provided by the barrel continues to allow a circular saw to continuously cut the weak points reserved in the barrel, from bypassing the floating obstacles in the water and starting to leak, until it floats to the battlefield and leaks clean, just enough to burn the friendly Byzantine Royal Navy on the other side.

Originally, this thing was a weapon released by Constantine IV when he planned to fight a decisive battle with the Arabs to destroy a navy and die with the Arabs, but who knew that at this time, there was a special envoy of Houjie with the defense map of the entire Arab army, and this Arab fat man suddenly appeared in Constantinople.

Thus the plan for the destruction of the entire Arab Expeditionary Force was completed.

"Lord, punish these wicked men!"

Finally, he drew a cross on his chest mercifully, raised his scepter, and Constantine IV swung forward with great fervor fanaticism.

"Put!"

In the midst of the hideous roar, the Roman ballista, which had been tense for a long time, immediately let out a roar, and the jar wrapped in fire was pushed out by the bowstring, like a meteor, and smashed into the Arab water village covered with Greek fire.

One after another, the other ships also shot out of the fire jar in turn, it was really like a meteor shower, and the brilliant fire jar crossed a line of bright light in mid-air, a trace of dreamy color, and even made the Arab naval officers who had discovered the crisis and desperately fled to the shore raised their heads in shock and paused for a few seconds.

Smack~ One by one the jars were smashed on the sea level, and the sparks burned by the high liquor of the Fujian Kingdom, which was more flammable than the Greek fire, flew down in all directions, and a moment later, the terrifying fire demon, the Greek mythical Titan God King Kronos, was resurrected at the entire sea level.

In an instant, a dozen meters of flames engulfed the Arab fleet on the edge, and swooped down on the shore at a terrifying speed, devouring all the objects floating on the sea in its path.

"Ahhh!!hhh

In the midst of a scream, the warship built by the Syrian craftsmen was burned to charcoal, the wood squiaked and squeaked with sparks, the Arab sailors on the edge burned with a raging fire and jumped into the sea screaming, the oarsmen trapped in the cabin were even more miserable, the chains on their waists made it impossible for them to escape, and the burning ship was like a huge oven, saying that these people were roasted alive.

There are even slaves who can't stand the pain and directly bang their heads against the wall and kill themselves alive.

The Arab sailors who jumped into the water also did not escape the catastrophe, one by one, they were holding their breath in the water and desperately swimming to the shore, but the fire on the water was countless times faster than them, and the huge sea was full of fire, and these panicked Arabs were either suffocated to death, helped to the sea and burned into a charred corpse, or they could not hold their breath and floated to the sea, and were devoured by the fire demon when they took their last breath.

On the battlefield of the confrontation with the Byzantine Royal Navy, countless sea ships simply desperately crashed into the obstacles set up under the water, broke through the bottom of the ships, and desperately swam to the old enemy Byzantines, crying for help.

Unfortunately, they had just killed so hard that the Byzantine navy, which had formed a blood feud, had no intention of saving them, but instead lay on the side of the boat with a smile, watching these once murderous Arabs crying and struggling in the water.

Behind them, pieces of triangular fins protruded from the water and swam fiercely.

The sharks that had just been attracted by the Arabs who had killed the Byzantines ended up falling on their heads, and the sharks were frantically bitten and devoured, and the Arabs floating on the sea let out a scream as if they were not human voices, and the stumps and flesh were floating everywhere, and the sea water was covered with a layer of blood foam.

At the pinnacle of his life, even more than the moment when he succeeded in usurping the throne and forced his sister away, he didn't need a telescope, looking at the fire and water village that was illuminated half of the sky, Constantine IV was intoxicated and suddenly opened his arms, and shouted obsessively towards the sea: "Lord! Let the fire of destruction come more violently! ”

In the fire, after all, it was the commander, and the most marginal Maslemai actually crossed the entire battlefield and desperately rushed back to the stone dock that stretched out into the sea.

However, looking at the large and small warships that were engulfed in flames, looking at the flames burning around him, screaming and rolling but not extinguishing no matter what, and finally falling into the sea, looking at the flames of the burnt eyebrows and beards around him, Maslemai was stunned.

This plan to besiege the city and build an embankment to prevent the Byzantines from attacking was he came up with it, and he could not have imagined that it was he who buried his 50,000 sailors alive and turned this military camp into hell.

"Come back soon!"

Despite the unbearable heat, he rushed several times in a row, but Faleda did not rush over, and roared desperately at Meslemai, the commander of the Arab Expeditionary Force, the cousin of the caliph, who was still in a daze on the dock.

It seemed that he had just recovered from the fiasco, but Meslemai cried and shook his head: "Commander, I will return to the arms of the Lord first, and you must return to Arabia alive!" ”

"No !!"

In Faleda's long scream, Maxlema's scorched body leaned to the side, and a moment later the heat caused him to burn into a large ball of fire, which fell into the sea, and there was no more shadow.

Seeing that the young general he once admired the most was silent, Faleda was stunned, and at this moment, I don't know which ship of the same reserve of ignition exploded, and the collapsed planks and incendiary objects smashed into the stunned Arab archers on the shore, killing dozens of people.

Only then did Faleda wake up from a dream, and Faleda shouted again with great poignancy: "The whole army, retreat!" ”

Bands of Arab cavalry fled farther ashore with the last of their possessions in a hurry, the fire demons chasing after them in the sea breeze, and the last felt bags and tents turned into huge candles in the fire, and the camels that had no time to run neighed and wailed in flames.

Everything is like the Last Judgment of which the scriptures speak.

The screams of the Arab soldiers, the misery on the shore could be clearly heard even by the Athenian fleet three miles away, and the wild laughter of Constantine IV was even more presumptuous, but no one noticed that the envoy of Houjie, who was in charge of the liaison behind, the Arab merchant could not bear to bow his head and ask himself sadly.

"O Allah! Is it a merit or a sin for me to do this? ”

Amid the muttering prayers of the Qur'an, the fire demon raged wildly on the surface of the sea.

On this night, Constantinople was as bright as day......