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Burning Man is coming!

The two Roman soldiers who were about to look good were shocked, they never imagined that Qin Pawn had been forced to the end of the mountain, and he even wanted to die with the enemy. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Sometimes that's how it is, being smart is being mistaken by being smart. The Roman soldiers, who could think of leaving the main battlefield and running to the stern of the ship in search of a bargain, were panicked.

"Kill him!" One of the Roman soldiers who looked like a squad leader screamed strangely and waved his hand at his companion, he means that my military rank is bigger than yours, and such a trivial matter will naturally be carried out by his subordinates.

The Roman soldier who was shouted staggered and suddenly turned and fled, where did he have the courage to compete with an opponent covered in thorns, this civilian soldier who was born as a homesteader was only recruited for military service, not like a slave without freedom, who could be left to the disposal of his master.

"Damn it." In desperation, the Roman soldiers, who could not find a replacement for the dead ghosts, rushed forward, and at this time, the Qin crossbowmen were already close to him, even if they wanted to escape, it was impossible.

"Whoa!"

The Roman sword pierced into the human body, making a strange sizzling sound, and a burnt smell came, which made the murderous Roman soldiers can't help but gag.

The Qin crossbowman who had been stabbed in the abdomen continued to pounce unrelentingly, although his steps were unsteady, but the burning pain made this ordinary soldier who had not even left his name more sober, and his eyes were only staring at the red-clothed opponent in front of him.

"Ah, let me go, help!" The screams of the Roman soldiers were heartbreaking, and he couldn't stand it just because the fire was transmitted to his body.

Killing and being killed.

It is two completely different realms, some people seem to be extremely brave, and when they kill people, they are also ruthless and abnormal, but such people, when they are killed by others, they often show very cowardice, they are like ordinary people, afraid of death, crying and begging for mercy.

All life is equal.

The Roman soldiers, struggling to escape, and the Qin soldiers, who were seriously wounded and wanted to die with the enemy, hugged each other tightly, and they rolled and kicked like a pair of brothers, rolling towards the depths of the fire on the stern ship——。

On the other side of the battlefield.

Yan Hui was covered in blood, and there were no more people left standing beside him, but what made him proud was that the time had dragged on for another hour, and the Romans' sharpness had been able to wear off a lot, and next, the encirclement and annihilation plan of the Grand Fleet would be smoother, unless the Romans fled without a fight.

"Warriors of the Qin people, surrender, as long as you tell your plot——!" On the other side, the Roman soldiers showed smug smiles, cats and mice, and the real fun was at this last moment.

Yan Hui leaned on the rudder with a pale face, under him, the blood was falling constantly, a sword was hit in the chest and abdomen, and a huge hole was pulled at the base of the thigh.

Conspiracy!

That is the plan of this operation!

A little light flashed in his dark eyes, and it would not be long before these Romans would be defeated and flee, and many of them would die at sea, only a little earlier and later than themselves.

"Ahem, want to know? So come over one? Yan Hui said with a sneer.

"This ——!" The Roman soldiers glanced at each other, one by one did not speak, just now, the fierceness of this group of Qin people was what they had seen with their own eyes, and there were many companions on the deck who were either dead or wounded, if anything happened to them, it would not be a big loss.

"Why, the warriors of Great Rome are also afraid of death, haha——!" Yan Hui tugged the corners of his mouth and hissed.

"You ——, up!" The Romans, who couldn't stand the ridicule of their playthings, couldn't stand it anymore, and according to the rank in the army, a squad leader was unfortunately and fortunately selected. At this time, the Roman soldier really hated his usual big mouth, and had nothing to show off what he knew about the Oriental language.

The Roman captain who slowly came forward came to Yan Hui in embarrassment, trying to pull something out of the mouth of this unyielding enemy, but as soon as his head was lowered, he saw Yan Hui kick his injured leg violently, and his body pounced like an arrow, and after the two men rolled together, they fell into the sea in the direction of the rudder.

"Porphy!"

The sound of a heavy object falling into the sea was mixed with the squeak of a capsizing ship, and the Roman soldiers who witnessed this scene looked at each other and secretly rejoiced in their hearts.

Half an hour later.

The tail ship of the Qin army, which had been burned to the point of being reduced to the shelf, finally sank, it was the first martyrdom of this sea battle, but it would never be the last.

The Roman fleet, which had gained nothing, continued to pursue, and Crassus kept using flags to cheer up the following ships, and the great Roman battleships could sink one Qin ship, and naturally they could sink more enemy ships.

——。

The southern end of Cape Andrew.

The rest of the ships in the Lei Quilt fleet had returned safely, and the Qin soldiers were extremely uncomfortable to see the tragic deaths of their allies.

"General Lei, Gan Shuai's order is not ready to be issued yet, let's hurry up and attack, don't let the Romans escape?" The red-eyed Lei was hurriedly called by the captains of the warships to ask for the flags of war.

"Give Gan Shuai a signal, when will you attack?" Lei bit his lip with hatred, and forcibly suppressed the impulse in his heart, the strict laws and regulations in the Qin army made this reckless hero restrain a lot, and more importantly, Li Yuan's speech when he inspected Troy Harbor.

Great Qin not only needs brave warriors, but also models of strict discipline, and if anyone can combine the two, then he will be the pillar of the future Qin State. Li Yuan's original words were said in front of dozens of admirals and colonels, and Ray was being knighted in the Battle of Crete at that time, so he listened to it very sincerely.

Gan Yong is still waiting.

The answer to whether the big fish of the Roman fleet, after devouring a small mouthful of beautiful bait, stopped and retreated in time, or continued to sail in the direction of the big bait, is self-evident.

Facing heavy pressure at home, Crassus has no way out, if he can't find a decisive battle with the Qin fleet this time, what awaits him is to return to China and be dismissed or even imprisoned, Scipio is in the midst of internal and external troubles, and urgently needs a scapegoat to save himself, and Crassus, the former Fabian appointed naval commander, is undoubtedly the most suitable one.

It was close to dusk.

Cape Andre at sunset is extraordinarily beautiful, and under the colorful halo, the black rocks and reefs in the distance seem to be covered with a faint golden glow, and even the seabirds flying above the island are like messengers coming down from the sky. In the face of such a beautiful scenery, the officers and men of the Great Qin Navy were silent and solemn, and through the display of beacon signals and the transmission of carrier pigeons, the soldiers of each ship knew the tragic end of the Yanhui tail ship.

"Gan Shuai, the beacon ship returns, and the Romans have caught up?" Sima Chao Cuo's footsteps quickly moved in and out between the signal station and the deck, and it was not an easy task to maintain the smooth communication of a large fleet, and Chao Cuo had completed this task very well so far.

"Inform the distance at any time, send orders to all ships, and prepare to meet the enemy!" Gan Yong took a long breath and ordered loudly.

The process of waiting is long, and it is also the most test of a general's ability, the key to victory or defeat on the battlefield lies in the grasp of the timing, only at the right time to attack, is the most ideal result, otherwise, sooner or later can not play a positive role.

Night, six o'clock.

When the last rays of the setting sun faded away, Crassus and his Roman fleet finally arrived at Cape André, and it was at this time that the game of chasing and fleeing officially ushered in the climax.

"Look, it's the Qin people, a large number of Qin ships?" The exclamation of the Roman lookout refreshed the somewhat tired Crassus.

"Gain the upper hand, quick!" As an experienced naval commander, Crassus exclaimed, reaction to the enemy is paramount, and in this era of sailing, which relies on the forces of nature, tailwinds and headwinds have a huge impact on both warring sides.

Collision hedge.

The ramming angle of the Qin warship is an iron horn covered with iron sheet after improvement, and the ramming angle of the Roman side is a traditional metal horn dominated by bronze, and which of the two sides is stronger depends on the specific result of the naval battle. However, the Romans chose to face the enemy in the direction of the wind, mainly in order to better exert the deterrent power of the javelin.

With a side chord against a ship of the Qin army, waves of Roman warships passing by can strike at the same target without stopping, while the Qin side can only be confronted by the front ship due to the perspective of the enemy, and the rest of the ships can only watch the friendly ships being beaten.

——。

In the other direction.

The Qin fleet was scattered in a wild goose formation, and with a prior grasp of the terrain in this sea area, Gan Yong divided his fleet into several squadrons, with an average of two or three ships per team, and each team had a military marquis, who was responsible for command and liaison.

"Boom!"

On the ship's saddle, the couch crossbow loaded in the bow burst out at an astonishing speed, burrowing straight into the waterline of a dhow behind Crassus' flagship. Under the powerful impact, the oarsman on one side of the dhow was shot three people directly, and the remaining seven were thrown off their seats and fell into the salty water.

"Get out of the way, Qin people's crossbow!" The captains of the Roman fleets were all shocked, the range of the couch crossbow was above the javelin, and the crossbow arrows that relied on the power of the cow tendon were much faster than the javelins thrown by manpower, and in the face of the great killing weapon sacrificed by the Qin army again, the Romans' move to seize the upper hand evolved into a moth to fire performance. (To be continued.) )