Chapter 266: Siege and Reinforcements

It's another day, and the sun rises as usual.

Joel, the old fisherman, looked at the rising sun, and he felt a wave of unwillingness, knowing that he and his comrades would probably not see the sun tomorrow.

Because the Ottoman army set up three dense phalanxes under the castle, apparently preparing to attack the castle in turn.

And there is also the aroma in the air, and the cauldron indicates that the Ottomans were eating a very hearty meal, with enough beef and mutton, as well as precious vegetables and spices.

Since the siege of the port of Benghazi, the Ottomans have twice stormed the castle.

Both attacks were repulsed, and the Ottomans left behind more than 500 corpses, and the castle defenders suffered far fewer casualties, less than thirty in all, but their total was even smaller, now less than 300.

The enemy is not only numerous, but also has a wide range of weapons.

One of the most frightening is a dozen rotating crossbows, this weapon is about a person's height, capable of shooting a three-meter-long giant arrow two hundred meters away, with an effective killing distance of more than a hundred meters, of course, the structure is complex, and it will be damaged after a few uses.

The Benghazi fortress built by the Knights Hospitaller was strong enough to survive trebuchet-bombardment, and the Ottomans ran out of ammunition to break through the walls.

But the spinning crossbow was still a nightmare for the defenders.

'I'd love to see for myself the port of Tripoli, the city I helped build. ’

He was not reconciled, and after experiencing the last wonderful plane war, even he felt that he should have an extraordinary fate.

Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, according to the information brought by the Spanish during the last incursion, the port of Tripoli is now a metropolis of about 10,000 people.

What a wonderful world it was, and he was not willing to give up like this.

"Don't be discouraged, my friend. We've fought them off twice, and we still beat them off today! ”

The Valletta knights cheered the soldiers on as they distributed food.

Delia was leading the soldiers to mass.

The priest in the port of Benghazi was already dead, and it was only after Delia's arrival that she resumed her routine of praise to Ciric.

Not only was she wearing the heavy armor that radiated a green glow, but she was also wearing a gorgeous dark green cloak.

This dark green cloak matches her armor. It was redeemed from Alpha.

Joel knew that the cloak was not only luxurious, but also capable of making the wearer very resistant to fire and acid.

This is one of the necessary equipment to cooperate with Wu Xin's battle.

The "Fireball Technique" doesn't recognize people, even if it's a lover, it should be burned or burned.

Joel was supposed to have such a piece of equipment, but he chose to trade those fate points for something else.

Unlike Delia and Villefort, Joel had been surrounded for a long time before entering the last mission.

And the repeated battles with Napoleon. It puts him under more pressure than anyone else, and the crumbling knight should be ashamed, Joel has endured far more battles than him.

But Joel was not hysterical, but he did feel physically and mentally exhausted.

On the main plane, he has seen the death of too many of his comrades, and in the world of reincarnation, Colmona was killed by Napoleon's outburst, and he did not choose to strengthen himself again.

Instead, she chose to take care of her daughter.

The redemption list offered by Alpha has a lot of things other than gear. There are even title deeds in Madrid.

Although he knew that exchanging a thousand fate points for the title deed of Madrid would cost him a lot of combat power, he did not dare and could not leave his daughter alone.

All the fortune he had saved for his daughter had been destroyed by the Ottoman army. Even if they were able to get away with holding the castle, he and his daughter would still be destitute.

Although he was sure to get a share of the spoils as a defender of the city, Valletta would even make him a Hospitaller soon, but so what?

Aren't Hospitallers also going to die anytime and anywhere, to be caught and sent to the Grand Bazaar of Slaves in Istanbul and Alexandria?

And those at the time of the siege of the Ottoman army. The fate of the woman who did not escape in time can make everyone even more afraid.

They were not sold, but were directly assigned to the Ottoman soldiers, even if they were little girls under the age of ten.

And in order to demoralize the defenders, the Ottomans often "feasted" their slave girls in the open space outside the castle. Take turns to enjoy.

Joel watched as the children, younger than her daughter, were first by the soldiers, and then gradually fell silent.

This series of events had long pressed him to the limit, Wu Xin and Delia knew that his condition was not good, but those who had not been surrounded for months could not really understand the emotions of those who defended the city.

They comfort and support, are not enough.

Wu Xin can't be blamed for this, to kill Napoleon has exhausted his mental strength, and it is really impossible to observe all the problems.

And Wu Xin's arrangement is also very sincere.

He also told Joel when they broke up that he could provide some land for his daughter, but Joel didn't want his daughter to stay in the Black Continent anymore.

He eventually chose to send his daughter to the capital of the most powerful country he knew.

And the actions of the Spanish fleet, just made everything easier.

Although his daughter could not understand how her fisherman's father could buy a dozen acres of land on the outskirts of Madrid, Joel had a great grasp of the title deed.

He also left behind hundreds of thalers, who were intended to bribe the Spanish military authorities.

However, because of Delia's connections, his daughter finally had a job on the Spaniard's ship with only fifty thalers, and as the priest of Ciric, Delia still had a little face in front of the Spaniards.

More than a dozen acres of fertile land in Madrid are enough for his daughter to find a good family to marry, and it is not even difficult to find a small nobleman who has no inheritance rights.

But the old fisherman was still very worried, he didn't know if his daughter, who was less than twenty and could not speak Spanish at all, would be able to adapt to the new life.

But that's his limit.

"Praise God and thank Him for giving us food."

"By loving God, we know that we are loved by Him."

"Trust in God. The chance to win! ”

Delia was the most devout priest, her praise was powerful, and her ornate costumes also played a certain role in calming people's hearts.

The priestess walked up to Joel and, like no one else, put a piece of bread in his mouth, and let him take a sip of wine.

This symbolizes the flesh and blood of the First Apostle of Ciric. This apostle was willing to die in his place in order to save the sinful beings of the world.

As for whether you believe it or not, Delia believes it anyway.

Last night, the signs were clear that the enemy was going to attack in a big way.

Together with Valletta, Delia organized preparations for the defense overnight.

They demolished a dead house, fortified the city gates, and put some buckets under the city walls to prevent fire. It also allows soldiers to rehydrate quickly.

Despite all her best efforts, Delia still couldn't give the defenders more and better food, but the spirit did make up for some of the material, and the soldiers were relieved that a priest would come to perform the ceremony before the battle.

Joel tried to speak to Delia, but the priestess went to talk to a few young men.

Joel knew that they were the apprentices and servants of the Knights Hospitaller's English group, and they had all come with Delia.

Joel looked at them. Feeling a burst of sadness, there are several teenagers who are no older than his daughter.

"God alone."

"God alone."

But they had just entered the war after all. In fact, their hearts are much better than Joel's, and they trust their big sister Delia very much.

The teenagers' replies were mostly immature and powerful.

After giving out the sacrament to everyone, Delia walked up to Joel, pulled him into a corner and asked, "You just had something to say to me?" ”

Joel looked at Delia's beautiful blonde hair and determined eyes, and sighed, "Is Villefort dead?" ”

"I guess so." Delia knew Joel was in a bad mood. That's why she asked quietly, which was indeed a bad question, but although she was a little disappointed in Joel, she didn't blame him, but continued to encourage him. "Do not be afraid, commit yourself to God."

Before Joel could say anything more, the Ottomans outside the city walls suddenly let out a roar like a tsunami.

"Hulapala Charal!"

"Starry Moon Big!"

The final siege is about to begin.

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"Starry Moon Big!"

"Starry Moon Big!"

The shouting of slogans by the troops besieging the port of Benghazi resonated from afar.

At a distance of about a dozen miles, the pirates set up a blocking position on the only road in the desert.

The morale of these pirates was quite low, and they had just been badly beaten by the Spaniard's galleon Galen just over a month earlier.

The capital ships of Spain in the Mediterranean, generally Carrick, were early designs and were often the age of their grandfathers.

But this time it was just added to the Marquis de Bazin the galleon, a new ship of recent design that performed much better than in the past.

Many pirates had seen for the first time a brand-new behemoth designed to cross the oceans, and while such ships were not invincible, they required skill and courage that they did not have.

At least they couldn't do it without Hayreddin's leadership.

Although they were surrounded by the vast Ottoman fleet, they were not protected, and Sultan Shrem and her son Baziyed watched as the pirates were defeated by the Spaniards, with no plans for revenge against the Spanish or any reparations for the pirates.

Suleiman the Great, on the other hand, was even more ruthless, and he sent to Istanbul the commander of the pirate fleet, an important deputy of Hayreddin, who was not dead for the time being, but whose prospects were bleak.

But this is already a little better than his successor.

"You criminals, why don't you praise the Lord of the Stars and Moon?!" An old man in the Janisseri army rebuked the pirates, "Don't you not only disrespect the Caliph, but also the Lord of the Stars and Moon?! Do you want to be put to death like that blasphemer?! ”

In this camp, there were about four or five hundred Barbary pirates, and more than two hundred Ottoman soldiers, all of whom were soldiers of the new Janisseri, and there was not a single motley unit.

The Ottoman commander was still cautious. Although he is ready to consume the pirates, he also has his own reliable troops to monitor them.

Even if the pirates were to be routed at the slightest touch, the Janisseri soldiers would have enough time to give the siege force a buffer and regroup.

He knew that the pirates had lost their organization and combat effectiveness.

Second, the provisional pirate commander had not yet taken his seat, because of a service lapse. He was executed by the Janissrid officers, who were unable to prevent reinforcements from entering the city.

The pirates in chaos were unable to elect a new leader, and several pirate captains didn't know what to do.

"How dare we disrespect the Lord of the Stars and the Caliphate? Long live the Caliph. Several pirate captains were angry at the old Manla, and they faked a few words of praise, and then turned to stare at the Janisseri officer in charge of logistics, "When will our supplies arrive, we haven't been given supplies for a whole month!" ”

The Janissrid officer at the head said coldly: "Our supply situation is also very difficult, and even the truly honest and reliable good soldiers are not enough to eat, where is the surplus food for you?" ”

The dishonest and unreliable pirates did not have an attack. They have been oppressed for too long, and the death of two commanders has deprived them of courage and organization.

Although several pirate captains now hate and fear the Ottoman army, they also have contradictions with each other and cannot cooperate with each other.

This would have been the goal of the Ottoman commanders.

"But you promised us that as soon as we went ashore and set up a barrage camp, you would supply us with a batch of supplies." The pirates were lured ashore without receiving any supplies. "At least we have some wooden fences and iron nails to organize a defensive camp."

The pirates were almost pleading. They lost their last bargaining chips when they landed, but they really couldn't help it.

They did not dare to leave the port of Benghazi on their own, so they would almost certainly be executed by Hayreddin, although Hayreddin was also waiting for supplies from Istanbul, but for the time being, the Star and Moon Pirate King had no capital and plans to rebel against Suleiman the Magnificent.

This. It was evident from his acquiescence to Suleiman's disposition of his men.

"Without supplies, aren't you pirates, won't you rob them?" The Ottoman officer, of course, was deliberately making things difficult.

"But we can't .........do anything to keep us on guard and blockade," explained the pirate captain, who was confined by the stern orders. "This port of Benghazi is also surrounded by nomadic tribes, and there is nothing to grab." ”

Pirates are feared, the key is freedom, and organizing them has made them eligible to cooperate with the Ottoman Empire, but also deprived them of this valuable weapon.

"Hmph, but you didn't use it at all, let the enemy's reinforcements enter the port of Benghazi, the Spanish pagan ship is indeed a little bigger than yours." The officer's words were still all nonsense, and the fact was that in front of the five-hundred-ton galleon, the corsair was like a pathetic little toy, "but you can't even find out about the infidels from the port of Tripoli, and you dare to say that you are doing something?!" ”

The pirates were really miserable, how could they be able to resume reconnaissance so quickly after being routed by the Spaniards.

Wu Xin took advantage of the time when the Spaniards controlled the sea power to dare to march along the coastline.

At this time, the scout came in and reported: "The infidels are coming along the coastline. ”

Since the beginning of the day, nomads who originally belonged to Wu Xin have come to surrender, and at that time the Ottoman army has stepped up reconnaissance, and now the intelligence of Bulsha is completely confirmed.

The Barbary pirates were left with this last request, and they were almost pleading: "Anyway, please give us a lump of wheat cakes first, some of the pirate ships are out of food." ”

"Alright, stop rambling." Lao Manla made a final summary, "You work hard to block this group of infidels, and when the main force conquers the port of Benghazi, we will clean up this group, and when the matter is over, you will get supplies, and you will also have a share in the slaves you caught." ”

"Of course, if we catch the most handsome heretic guy, maybe we'll take you to Istanbul as a prisoner, hehe." This is complete nonsense, if Wu Xin is really caught, of course the benefits will not be given to these Barbary pirates, "Hurry up and go back to command the troops, prepare for battle, if anyone dares not to work hard, I know you, the knives of the Janissrid boys don't know you!" ”

The old man had just finished speaking, when he suddenly noticed that the hat on his head suddenly fell to the ground. (To be continued.) )