Eagle Flag of Epirus

"Master Casa, the Greeks are rushing over!" The Venetian sailors who were stunned by the scene before them panicked and didn't know what to do. At this moment, the sea was full of entanglement and melee between the two warships, and the two previous warships had already been in a mess on the deck. The sailors were killed and injured and completely lost their combat ability, and no other frigate could rush over in time.

However, what frightened them even more was that they faced this sudden enemy, and they didn't know how to deal with the other party's weird means just now. This time the new weapons used by the Greeks were completely different from the Greek fire, but they did not seem to be inferior in power. This makes the Venetians even more frightened.

"Evasion!" A cold sweat appeared on the face of the unsure Casavenier. After seeing the sinking of his two warships, he didn't dare to order his flagship to fight head-on. If there were any accidents in his place, The whole battle was bad.

However, this intention had already been noticed by Nevsky, who was commanding the warship to approach--

"Want to escape, do you think it is possible?"

There was a sarcasm on the face of this Varangian man, and at this moment, compared with the heavy sailing ship of the Venetian in front of him, the paddle boat they used was not strong enough but flexible enough, so even if the Venetian wanted to escape now, there was no more Concealed.

The Greek warship that came crashing in with an unpredictable momentum quickly caught up with the Venetian flagship that was trying to escape. However, what was beyond the Venetians' expectations was that the Greeks did not repeat their tricks.

And this is entirely because the gunpowder stock in Justinian's hands has been consumed more than half, and he has other uses for the rest. More importantly, compared to other warships, Venice’s flagship is obviously stronger and taller. He is not sure that he can blow it up in one go. If it is not controlled well, it may affect himself. Justinian is not a last resort. Not willing to take risks. This can be regarded as the only limitation of his own "New Greece Fire"!

But this also made the Venetians bolder now, and only listened to Casavenier yelling: "Sink them down!" The man's face showed a trace of hideousness. Their only advantage now is the tonnage, in the sound of commands. In the middle, the warship turned and rushed towards Justinian and collided.

But to his surprise, the enemy on the opposite side didn't mean to slow down at all. Instead, they continued to maintain their original speed. However, the structure of the sailboat could not hit a heavy sailboat anyway.

"Interesting!" Staring at each other, Kasa showed a sneer on his face, he wanted to see what the Greeks did.

On the other side, Nevsky still looked at the helm, just between the two ships about to collide with an electric flint.

With a sudden noise, Nevsky let out a loud roar.

"Anchor!"

Everyone was stunned, at this time he actually issued such an order.

"What are you doing in a daze?!" Justinian also shouted loudly, too late to react, and the pizza sailor on the boat had to let go of the anchor and fell into the sea. This shallow sea is full of hidden reefs, and the anchor directly hooks on a reef.

"Everyone, hurry up! Nevsky ordered his men to loosen the rudder.

Just a moment ago, Justinian and Neusky exchanged their eyes and reached a consensus, just like when they first met in the Croatian pirate’s lair, once again, without warning, the entire sail The paddle boats shook violently, and only heard the fragile hull uttered a horrible sound, leaning on the sea to draw an astonishing arc. And then, they passed by the Venetian warships that followed one after another in front of them.

For a time, the two ships were almost close to each other, and this was exactly the result they wanted——

"Ready to join the battle!" Justinian drew the long sword as the commander-in-chief, and the next victory or defeat will be the key to determining the normal battle situation!

I saw that the ships of the Byzantine army were obviously much lower than the Venetian side. The sailors and soldiers climbed up the masts, hooked the opposing ship's side with a hook and jumped up and killed them.

"damn it!"

At this moment, the Venetian sailors on the ship had already prepared at this moment, armed with a short crossbow and a rapier, rushing up to meet and kill the Greek enemy who had come on board. They are equally brave, because the outcome of this battle is also about their life and death. As a nation on the sea, the Venetians who are familiar with naval warfare have no fear, thinking that for them, dealing with the enemy on deck is like walking on the ground. But just as the confident Venetian sailors were preparing to fight, they were not greeted by sailors wearing light armor and holding broken swords, but by a group of muscular men holding large axes. The leader was not someone else, it was Neusky who was supposed to be at the helm, and behind him was Justinian's trump card-the Varangian Guard.

"Expulse them, don't keep one! For the empire, for the shame of the Varangian Guards~www.ltnovel.com~ rush to me!"

Hearing the man almost uttered this deafening roar in a sorrowful tone, and the Varangians behind him were also encouraged to slash at the enemy in front of him with a heavy axe in their hands.

After suffering a fiasco in Constantinople and hiding like a bereaved dog, they can finally vent their bad breath. Ever since he got to Justinian, Nevsky has been thinking about revenge all the time, but he and his men have never been able to use it, and this time they can teach these **** Venetians to wash their own past. Shame!

Immediately, these brave warriors rushed to the Venetian soldiers on board.

"Even if you suffered a heavy blow and became decadent, in fact, you and your men have never been abandoned!" Justinian, who was standing on the deck at the moment, couldn't help muttering. He didn't take the lead this time, because he believed in Nevsky's ability and the determination of the opponent.

In the same way, Nevsky thanked Justinian from the bottom of his heart. It was this young man who gave him a chance to come back.

Although, after the fall of Constantinople, the man and his companions were desperate for the empire that was in ruins, but he chose to survive the mission for the sake of his former mission. Although he was also committed to pirates, he still had a ray of desire to struggle deep in his heart, so he didn't really degenerate, and now he was finally able to return to his original self by Justinian's side.

It's also time to strike with all strength!

The Varangians took the lead one by one. Although their equipment was simple, they were no less brave than the elite troops of any country. Soon the Venetians could no longer stand it. The balance of war has completely fallen to Justinian!