Chapter 243 The Battle of Germay (3)

But now the real commander of this fleet is not Stefankas, but Sekelian on the crow warship in the center of the front of the fleet. He stood on the bow and looked forward with determination. Chang Zheng gave the order loudly: "Speed ​​up! Keep going straight!"

The watchman at the top of the mast also shouted loudly: "There are about 40 enemy ships ahead, lining up in double columns, and there are enemy ships coming one after another in the distance!"

"Hurry up and eat this wave first!" Cykrian whispered, looking up at the drawbridge erected beside the fore mast.

The Phoenician warships lining up in a hurry also quickly picked up their speed, and the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer.

Sekelian stared at the enemy ship speeding in front of him without blinking. The crow warship that sat down maintained a high speed, but it was not a sprint speed, and rushed straight towards the opponent's bow.

When the two ships were 30 meters apart, the enemy ship suddenly turned to the side and forward, obviously the Phoenicians knew the power of the Dionysian crow warship.

Sekelian sneered, and the warship he was on did not care about the Phoenician warship that was evading, but continued to move forward.

Just as the Phoenician warship had just bypassed Sekelian's ship, it suddenly saw the Dionysian warship ahead, like a swordfish, crashing towards the side of the warship at a very fast speed. .

The Phoenician warship had to turn again, narrowly avoiding the danger of being hit, but the two ships passed by: "Withdraw the oars!"

"Withdraw the pulp!" both sides ordered at the same time.

The sailors of the Dionysian warship were well prepared, and the sailors of the Phoenician warship had just rowed hard, allowing the warship to escape the danger of being hit and sunk. At this time, there was no time to react, and the wood pulp was being smashed by Dionysus. Under the strong push of the Asian warship, it touched the window of the ship, and with a "click", it was directly broken.

After the Dionysian warship broke the oar on the other side, it was ignored and continued to sail forward.

But while the crew of this Phoenician warship was still in shock, another Dionysian warship approached. At the same time, the drawbridge was easily tied to its deck. The legion reserve soldiers on board were not those of the friendly soldiers. They followed the instructions and rushed over the drawbridge without fighting and wounding most of the Phoenician sailors. , under the leadership of the squad leader, he quickly returned to the warship and pulled up the drawbridge...

The gypsophila array arranged by Sekelian is different from the previous ones. The traditional starry galaxies are in front of the crow warships arranged at intervals, and the fast three-layer oar warships at the rear wait to plug in and capture the fighters. At this time, the ship formation was arranged at intervals between crow warships and fast warships. The purpose was to speed up the rhythm of the attack, seize the time, and save the besieged warships.

In the center of the fleet, Stefankas's ship flew a blood-colored flag high, reminding the surrounding warships to fight to the death, while the ship of Secrien, sprinting at the forefront, encouraged the crew to move forward bravely.

The Eastern Phoenician Fleet succeeded in a sneak attack, but now is the first time they have officially fought against the Dionysian fleet. Their traditional naval tactics are completely unable to adapt to this new set of naval warfare that Dionia has been honing over the years. France, although they had more ships, the hastily formed battle formation could not withstand the attack of the morale-like Dionysian Squadron. After a period of fighting, ten Phoenician ships were either captured or damaged, but the Dionysian Squadron paid only the price of four ships for the damage to destroy the Phoenicians in front of them. The fleet was completely defeated.

The Phoenician warships saw that the situation was not good, and they retreated.

Dionysian swift warships do not pursue,

Because Seklian had negotiated with them before the war, the current war situation is that the enemy is outnumbered, and the warships cannot be scattered. In the process of maintaining a relatively fast speed, the warships gradually returned to their respective positions, and still maintained a complete formation.

The Phoenician warships along the way got the news early and retreated westward, which enabled some of the Dionysian warships who were hiding in Tibet to escape, and joined the fleet one after another. The number of warships in the sub-squadron has not decreased but increased, reaching 45.

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"Cough! Cough!..." Myrtias coughed repeatedly, and the crew next to him hurriedly lifted him up, slapped his back, and let him spit out the seawater smoothly.

"General Myrtias, are you okay?!" The crew asked with concern.

Miltias waved his hand, but did not want to speak. He faced the sea, staring blankly at the sea, where there was no trace of his flagship, only the top of the main mast was exposed to the sea, like a floating Rotten branches. He led the flagship to deal with the enemy for a while, but in the end, he couldn't escape the enemy's encirclement and was sunk. Fortunately, they were close to the beach, and they swam directly to the shore.

Looking around the surrounding sea, there are several "rotten branches" like this, mainly on the near coast, and further away, more warship wrecks are half-floating and half-sinking on the sea, and most of them All of them were Dionia's warships. Only a very small number of warships seemed to float on the sea completely, but they floated with the sea completely uncontrollably. They were Phoenician warships killed by the crow warships.

Looking at the wreckage of the warships and the countless heads floating on the sea, Myrtias's heart seemed to be tightly pinched by something, which made his heart ache: the Sicilian Fleet...and his Fourth Fleet ...is it all gone? ...

He stood for a long time, letting the tide wash his legs...

Most of the crew around him are like him, staring blankly at the flagship that sank in the sea. They have been together for so many years, making it difficult for them to part.

"Hey, are you from the Dionian Fleet?!" Someone came towards them.

"Yes, we belong to Dionysian 4th Fleet, this is ours—" a sailor next to Myrtias exclaimed, and Myrtias patted his shoulder hard, stopping him. He continued, as the person in charge of this transportation operation, Miltias felt that he should bear an important responsibility for this fiasco, and was somewhat shameless.

Fortunately, not long after he arrived in Sicily, not many people knew him. The man just glanced at him, and then said to the crew member who was talking: "There are quite a few crew members in your Fourth Fleet there."

Following the direction of his fingers, Myrtias saw that more than a thousand people had gathered on the beach to the east.

The man continued: "I am Fryakas, the commander-in-chief of the Jera reinforcements this time. This place is too close to the city of Serinus. In order to avoid being discovered by the Carthaginians, we cannot stay here for too long. We must go east as soon as possible, pass Germer, and reach the city of Minoa to be safe."

The crew turned to look at Miltias, Miltias nodded, and the crew immediately said, "Okay, let's go over here."

Friakas once again glanced at the low-looking Myrtias. He had seen such expressions on the faces of several Dionia captains who had swum ashore. After all, since the storm destroyed the Dionysian fleet, the But the Dionysian Navy suffered another huge loss. The myth that the Dionysian Navy has never failed since its establishment has come to an end. It is obviously a big blow to these admirals. Friakas can understand this. But at the same time, he also added a bit of worry: what will Gera do when the Dionysian army and navy in Sicily are suffering?

He sighed in his heart, turned and walked towards the large army.

The crew dragged behind, looking back at the sea from time to time, someone suddenly said, "The enemy ship is no longer visible on the sea, have they retreated?"

Miltias almost stumbled and fell to the ground. He actually preferred to see the enemy ships still cruising the sea, because it meant that there were still warships in the Sicilian fleet. Now that all the enemy ships have left, is the Sicilian fleet already full? Extinction? !

Myrtias turned pale, and the pain in his heart increased.

At this time, the front clamored loudly: "Enemies! There are enemies!!"

"The Carthaginians are here! Run away!!"

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The crew was startled, and saw many Numibian cavalry sprang from the woods north of the beach. They rode down the gentle slope and rushed towards the large army gathered in front, and behind them appeared more fully armed Ka Taiji Infantry...

Since the last night attack, Marco has strengthened the patrol of Serinus to the coast of Germes. Of course, the Sicilian fleet and the Phoenician fleet fighting on the sea near Germes will be discovered by the Carthaginian scout. , after receiving the news, Margo immediately sent a mixed army of 5,000 horsemen to attack the Dionysian crew and soldiers who fled ashore because of the sinking of the ship, and at the same time to prevent the Minoans from coming out of the city to rescue.

The Dionysian crew and Allied soldiers on the beach, mostly unarmed, inevitably panicked. When the Numibian cavalry rushed forward, the thrown javelins fell into the crowd. The blood splashed and the shrill screams made people turn and flee in panic.

The Numibian cavalry screamed wildly, took the opportunity to drive the horse and rammed, and it accelerated the dispersal of the Dionysian crew and the friendly soldiers...

"General, we must flee to the sea immediately to avoid the enemy's pursuit!" The flagship captain shouted loudly to Myrtias with a trembling voice.

"...You go." Myrtias said with a blank expression, but the whole person continued to move forward.

The flagship captain grabbed him anxiously, shook him vigorously, and shouted eagerly in his ear: "Myrtias, the enemy is coming! We must escape!"

"There are enemies everywhere, hiding in the sea, and eventually becoming a shameful prisoner... The Fourth Fleet is gone... It's all my fault... I have betrayed His Majesty's trust!..." Miltias faintly There was endless remorse in his words. He raised his head and looked forward: "...Only by dying on the battlefield can people reduce the ridicule of me... can reduce the elders' doubts about His Majesty!"