Misuti, the governor of the Seljuk province of Bosalo, did not pay attention to him at first when he learned that an army had captured the kingdom of Shishi, and it was common for the subjects in the empire to fight each other, but when he learned that the enemy army was now heading north along the waterways of the Persian Gulf, he could not turn a blind eye. The fleet was then told, but they disappeared as if they had suddenly disappeared, until a few days ago it was reported that it had appeared in the waters off the mouth of the Shatt al-Arab.

Misuti immediately realized that the enemy was trying to move north along the estuary, aiming at his own city of Bosaro. He immediately reorganized his army, conscripted slave soldiers, led 200 large and small warships down the river, and ordered the navy stationed in the Persian Gulf in the port of um Qesar to rush to the battle. After receiving the order, the Persian Gulf Navy came to rendezvous with 300 warships, large and small, and the total strength of the two armies reached more than 40,000 men.

Misuti commanded two ships to form a wide frontal search to the south, including not only single-decker galleys for reconnaissance and rapid assaults, but also double-decker galleys as the main warships. It was also equipped with a taller three-deck galleys, with platforms in the center of the bow, stern, and hull that could be used for archers and trebuchets for long-range attacks on enemy ships and crews.

When the sun rose high and dispelled the haze on the sea, the two sides discovered each other almost at the same time, and Misuti immediately ordered the whole army to quickly move up to engage the enemy, but found that although the enemy army had hundreds of warships, he did not dare to engage them, but pulled anchor and turned the rudder to flee south, he hurriedly ordered the huge fleet to follow closely behind, and the two fleets went against the wind into the sea off the Persian Gulf.

Seeing the enemy's constant change of course, Misuti wanted to get rid of his fleet. But in the panic, it seems to be messed up, and the big daylight is actually lost. The course turned northwest and plunged headlong into the Abdullah waterway. Misuti was happy, he knew that it was not a way to the vast open sea. Instead, they entered a labyrinth of small islands, and if the waterways were complicated, they would run aground. The large ships had difficulty steering in it, their speed was reduced, and it would not take long to catch up, so he ordered the fleet to shrink its formation and follow it into a closer formation.

Sure enough, the enemy's tall warships began to slow down, and the narrow channel between the two islands entered the Sabiye waterway. But the crescent-shaped island of Walbay is lying across the shipping lane. Forcing them to readjust their formation and enter the strait in a single column. This was the best time to attack, Misuti hurriedly ordered his own warships to speed up to catch up, but the huge fleet of the Seljuk navy was also blocked by the small island, although they were long and narrow and agile, but because of the large number of warships, they could only divide into two ways to bypass both sides of the island.

The strait is no more than a mile wide and no more than three miles long. The sudden diversion caused the neatly arranged Seljuk fleet to suddenly disarray, and everyone rushed into the waterway, and for a time the narrow strait was crowded with warships. Due to the fact that the Seljuk navy installed a long log pulp on each warship, the ships were even more crowded. The boats bumped into the oars, and the elbows of each other made the confusion even heavier. The forward fleet managed to sail out of the strait and into the slightly wider Sabiye waterway, when they suddenly found the enemy fleet right in front of them. More than a dozen warships lined up in a horizontal line, blocking the waterway.

The most important tactic of the Seljuk naval warships was to force the enemy ships to stop. Then it was up to the marines to hook the enemy ship and get on board to attack. Now the enemy ships stopped on their own and provided them with the best fighters. Don't wait for the Seljuk Strikers fleet to regroup. Before they even had time to prepare for the collision, they suddenly found that the fire flashed on the side of the enemy warship, and in the midst of a loud bang, countless black iron balls roared and smashed into the chaotic fleet, and the battle began at this unexpected moment.

In the face of the roaring projectiles, the forward fleet was not timid, they played the flute and drum at the same time, and launched an attack in the face of the rain of bullets. However, they soon realized that they had underestimated the power of the Song gun's gun, and found that this was not the trebuchet they had encountered before, which could only throw stones slowly and aimlessly, and it was as difficult to hit them as it was to win the lottery. The salvo of hundreds of enemy artillery pieces in front of him shot out an insurmountable barrage, and its power was several times greater than that of trebuchets.

The Seljuk Navy's forward fleet did nothing after an attack, and could not break into the range of bows and arrows, or even trebuchets, but its own losses were extremely heavy, especially the warship that was hit by the flowering projectile, which smashed through the plank and fell into the bilge and then exploded violently, which was completely unavoidable in the small compartment, and the casualties caused were not at all replenished by the reserve oarsmen. The soldiers on the top deck also suffered great losses, and if the shotguns fired by the enemy ship happened to hit the front of the warship, they would often sweep away the soldiers above, and the thick gunwales, heavy shields, and armor could not stop the flying small projectiles.

As the losses increased, the forward fleet could no longer support it, and had to start retreating, but the follow-up warships that had just bypassed the island did not know the battle situation ahead, and they were rushing to participate in the battle with great momentum, and collided with the forward fleet that was retreating. Hundreds of Seljuk warships were crammed together in a strait only two or three miles wide, and even the commander was beyond the control of the chaotic situation, and the follow-up warships in the strait were still desperately squeezing forward, making the situation even more chaotic......

Misuti, who was still struggling in the middle of the strait, stood on the flagship and kept shouting loudly, trying to understand the situation of the battle ahead and restore order to fight again, but all his efforts were in vain, everyone was like a small canned bottle, it was difficult to turn over, and they would collide with each other if they moved. However, the enemy did not seem to think that the scene was not lively enough, and at some point they had already sent troops to land on Walbay Island, and they did not go into the sea to fight, but kept throwing some porcelain bottles and cans into the strait with artillery. The fragile jars burst as soon as they hit the ship, splattering a black, pungent viscous liquid that no one knew what it was.

The Seljuk sailors were busy not only dodging the collision of their colleagues, but also dodging the canisters that fell from the sky from time to time. For those seemingly harmless liquids that flowed out of them, they didn't bother to investigate them in detail for a while, but complained that they had to spend effort to remove the 'black oil' that fell on the deck after returning home, and they were careful to be pricked by the broken porcelain pieces, but at the moment they could only let them flow around, of course, they could not help but get some unknown liquids on their bodies while walking, and more liquids were contaminated with the battleship or flowed into the sea.

The abrupt turn of the plot is that someone suddenly discovers that after those 'black oils' stick to Mars, a burst of flames will rise into the sky and spread along the flowing traces. Encountering enemy fire was nothing new, but the Seljuk navy soldiers found that today's fire, whether it was fought or splashed with seawater, could not be extinguished today, especially when splashed with water, it would cause even more flames.

There is no most unlucky, only more unlucky, those who have been stained with black oil can hardly extinguish the flames on their bodies even if they jump into the sea, and some people don't even have time to jump into the sea to be swallowed by the flames, howling and rolling until they are burned into black coal. Wooden warships themselves are easy to burn, and in order to prevent the erosion of seawater, they will be painted with paint and anti-corrosion, which will increase the fire, and the fire will inevitably spread, and the ships crowded together are even more unavoidable, like a group of lit firecrackers are ignited one by one, and what is even more terrifying is that the sea contaminated with black oil is also lit by fire.

The "Greek Fire ......" Misuti was stunned by the unstoppable fire in front of him, and it made him suddenly think of this terrifying weapon. The Greeks once used it to defeat the Persians, burning their huge fleet of thousands of warships, and the Persians called this terrifying flame that could not be extinguished by water 'hellfire', but they did not expect this mysterious weapon that had disappeared for hundreds of years to appear here, and they were lucky enough to encounter it.

Seeing this 'ultimate weapon' of naval warfare, the terrified Misuti realized that the defeat was irreparable, and had no choice but to order the fleet to retreat. It was not easy to exit the crowded strait, and the remaining warships could not break out of the encirclement of their own people after receiving the order, and some of the warships that caught fire instead became tinder and spread the fire in all directions.

Misuti couldn't take much care of it, and commanded the flagship to use its tall hull to ram and sink several of its own warships that were blocking the way, and fought a bloody way, only to escape from the strait in embarrassment, away from the battlefield. Looking back at the strait, the whole sky was red with firelight, and thick smoke covered the entire battlefield, and the sea was full of dead bodies, broken planks, and broken oars washed out by the undercurrent. Seeing the tragic situation, he couldn't help but cry bitterly, gathered the remnants of the army that had escaped from the strait and sailed eastward!

The fire in the strait burned overnight before it was extinguished, and a navy that had ravaged the Persian Gulf for hundreds of years was reduced to ashes and sunk to the bottom of the sea. After a day of whirling battles, the Song army sank hundreds of enemy ships, burned more than 300 enemy ships, captured more than 30 ships, and only more than 40 enemy ships escaped, while its own casualties were only a few dozen, and none of the warships were destroyed, once again creating another brilliant record of new warships!

When the Great Song fleet reappeared at the mouth of the Shatt al-Arab the next day, no one could stop their entry, and the fleet formed two columns and marched up the river to the city of Bosalo, the important city of the Seljuk Empire...... (To be continued......)