"I have no power, I have to rely on you. My mother told me that my duty was to be careful. —The wife of the ancient Greek Ishomachos said to him

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The monster ship of Pontus had no intention of stopping, and it threw arrows and flying stones with fire on all sides, violently sweeping the survivors floating on the water.

Calabis stumbled to Helenputina's white horse, embraced the horse's neck, and begged it to sacrifice his life for his mistress, and to accept himself with great spirituality, though he had never ridden it.

The white horse let out a low whistle and quickly knelt down, and Calabis stepped on it, and then he stripped off his heavy helmet and armor, and wrapped only his cloak around his body, and the horse swam with him into the depths, surrounded by wind and water that was cold to the bone, and then there was a shouting from the shore, and he looked back to see Hybrida and some of the soldiers running to the beach, and threw a noose at him, and he turned to catch it, and put it around his waist, and the rockets fired by the Pontic people flew over his head, and almost burned his hair.

The queen was a very resilient person, and she made Al Capa rudder back in time to row back towards the nearby Acropolis, and Ella also rocked the oars back in the boat, when a small and small stone flying from the three-tiered oars of Pontus struck Ella's boat, and the boat shook violently, lifting the little Niko holding the lamb into the water!

Almost all three jumped into the sea at the same time.

First was Calabis, who jerked off his horse and swam in the direction of Niko's overboard. The white horse made no sound. It has swum too far. Beyond the limits of what a horse could bear, Calabis departed, and with its hooves hanging down, it slowly sank to the bottom of the sea, shrinking into a blur of white shadows until it was gone.

The second was Ella, who was still in armor, biting her ponytail into her mouth before she could take off her heavy armor. Just a fierce man plunged into the sea, struggling to lift the fallen Niko up with both hands, winning even a little time.

The third was the queen of the Amazons, who wisely took off her armor and instructed Elcapa to continue calmly steering the wheel in the direction of Nicol's overboard, and then leaped into the water.

Highbrida on the shore tugged at the rope and howled, "Get me more rope for my brother!" Several soldiers relayed knots to the ropes, so that their legionary envoys could swim deeper.

All Calabis knew was to open his arms and use the breathing and speed swimming techniques that Tyrannan had taught him. Swimming lifelessly in the direction of little Niko, he was like a nimble swordfish. The only thing he feared was that Niko would sink into the water before he could swim to his daughter.

But when he grabbed Niko, who was still floating on the sea, Niko's body sank suddenly, and only then did he feel the soreness and weakness of his whole body-he saw that under Niko's body, Ella, who was still holding her hands high in the waves, she only showed half of her face on the water, her hair and body were all soaked, and she was completely exhausted, but she saw Calabis take Niko, opened her eyes slightly, seemed to show a little smile, and then closed her eyes quietly, and with the armor of her whole body, she quickly sank into the sea, First the face, then the forehead, zuihou are the stiff hands

"Ella" Calabis felt a hot, moist and salty liquid on his cheeks, and he remembered what Ella had said, she had a child, but she couldn't keep it, and people without children couldn't understand the love for children, and the pain of losing them. But he couldn't think much more, because there was a rope tightly around his waist, which allowed him to make a move and hold Nicola sideways to the water as far as he could, and Helen Putina swam over, and she took the power of the exhausted Calabis and pulled Nicola over, and Elkapa, who was on the boat, held his shield against the arrows flying in all directions, and threw the lasso and quickly dragged little Niko onto the boat.

At this time, on the tower of the Acropolis, the Roman soldiers threw fiery stone projectiles at the small fleet of Pontus, making a threatening attack, forcing the fleet to leave the range of the Acropolis and move closer to the shore of the larger Ponticabion, which was the main target that Adiana had assigned to them anyway - the whole city had no intention of resisting, and the Pontic soldiers began to board the shore of the city in swift single-deck paddle boats, and soon the city began to rise with fire and smoke, and it began to fall.

Calabis was tired and tired, his hands and legs were as stiff as wood, and his eyes were full of black dots swimming around, "I don't have the energy to go back, so be it, forgive me, Potty." He didn't even have the strength to vomit, and quickly floated on the surface of the water like a dead fish, his body swaying with the undulations of the waves, and the salty and bitter sea water poured into his nose and mouth little by little, and his consciousness began to blur, until Zuihou He was like a garbage fished out of the sea, and was dragged by Haybrida and others to the beachhead with a rope.

The soldiers and centurions gathered around the breathing envoys of the Legion, shouting loudly, and Hybrida kicked some of them hard, "This bastard is not asleep again - find him a blanket and a stretcher, and carry him to the temple, where there is a brazier!" ”

A stone projectile flying from outside the city smashed diagonally into the eaves of the small temple of Minerva in the city, and the roof fell with ashes and hit Calabis in the face, and he opened his difficult eyelids, and in front of him was the black dome and the swaying chandelier, it seemed that he was lying on the ground, covered with a thick blanket, and there was the footsteps of soldiers walking around in his ears, he subconsciously touched the side, but touched a small ball of pointed tenderness, with a slight throbbing, he turned his face sideways, and saw Helenputina's gazelle-like eyes, Some looked at him at a loss.

"Where's Niko?"

"She's on your side, Calabis."

Calabis turned his head again, and the crook of his arm regained consciousness, and little Niko curled up like a cat, lying in the crook of his arm, and her little pale face began to glow with blood.

"Thank you, Ancestral God, my good girl is still alive." Calabis lay his head upright, feeling that the greatest happiness was on his left and right, and then he remembered Ella's smile, and tears could not stop sliding down again.

Helenputina did not let go of Calabis's hand from her breast, she remembered Ella and wept as she thought of her. After a while, the queen rolled over directly, and also got into the crook of his arm, and asked softly, "Will you take Niko back to that distant city of Rome?" How will she be there"

"It's completely different there and here." Calabis's face was covered with Helenputina's red hair, and thinking of her question, he could only answer it like this. (To be continued......)