Chapter 217 Disperse

"Don't go to hell with your sinful ancestors!" There was no telling how much hatred was mixed in these words. Gaiseric pointed his spear directly at Luga, proving that this farce-like negotiation had completely broken down.

"roar!"

The frenzied Vandals once again raised their weapons high and collided with the Roman shields in one quick step. It was another familiar attack.

“Knock, knock, knock…”

The huge impact force almost made Luga and his troops lose their balance, and the soldiers in the first row were knocked to the ground. Once they fell, they were doomed to death because they were hit by axes and spears.

"Hold on! Hold on!"

Luga roared and picked up a tattered shield covered in blood from the ground. He could not care less and could only hold it in front of himself to block the flying axes and other various weapons of the Vandals.

The army was retreating step by step, and the archers at the rear had been pushed into the sea. They struggled and swam towards the crowded warships, hoping to be rescued there.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Luca, with his banner on his back, smashed down the oncoming Vandal with his broken shield, cursing in his mind where Hermanus had died.

"Die, Romans, die!"

The Vandals roared, they used their shoulders to push against the shields, but they could not overcome the disadvantage of manpower and brute force. Luca and the few hundred remaining people were in a mess and were about to reach the seaside.

"Vandals, throw them into the sea and let the fair goddess of the sea decide their life and death!" Gaiseric shouted with his arms open, a sneer appeared on the corners of his mouth, and then he shouted loudly: "The goddess will naturally not let them have an easy time. Go, let them feed the fish, as our tribute to the sea!" More and more Romans fell into the water, and they had no ability to resist in the water.

"Get out, all of you get out!"

The Vandals pushed the last Roman into the sea, they had done it, and they were cheering for this hard-earned victory.

Luga was no exception. He had been squeezed into the sea a long time ago. His heavy armor prevented him from swimming into the deep sea. He could only soak in the blood near the coast. God knew if this would attract sharks. If so, he would really die a tragic death.

Those cruel Vandals pointed at Luca and laughed at them, and stabbed all the Romans they could hit with their spears. They were not in a hurry to kill the enemy, but instead stabbed the victims who fell into the water with their spears in non-fatal places. They were intoxicated by the sounds of the victims wailing and screaming in the sea, and looking at the sea that was becoming increasingly red, they burst into laughter.

"Oh, great goddess of the sea, please accept the sacrifices offered to you by us humble ones!" Looking at the Romans struggling in the sea of ​​blood, they had no sympathy at all.

"Father, they will all die if you do this!" Looking at the warships that were getting closer and closer, Belialiu became more and more confused about what his father Hermanus was doing. He did not care about the lives of those sailors at all. Such a collision would inevitably cause huge casualties.

"What do you know?" Hermanus turned around and angrily scolded Belia, "If Augustus's adopted son dies, no matter what excuse he makes, Augustus will definitely not let our family escape!" As Hermanus said this, he noticed the color of the sea water under the warship, which was red, a conspicuous red. This made him have no reason to wait. If there was Luca's blood in the water, then it would only be a matter of time before he lost his life.

"Friendly troops! No! These are friendly troops!"

Looking at the flagship rushing towards them, the sailors on the retreating warship panicked. They waved at the flagship and shouted loudly, trying to calm Hermanus down. But how could Hermanus stop in the midst of the raging sea? "Boom boom boom..."

The huge roar and the sound of the wood planks breaking and the hull shattering caused by the collision drowned out the screams of the sailors on the warship and the cheers of the Vandals on the beach. Even the smile on Gaiseric's face froze. He spread out his left palm, lowered his head, looked down at the trembling palm, and carefully felt the sudden vibration.

"Oh, as expected, Romans, you really have something else up your sleeve!"

The war horses pulling the carriage under Gaiseric were panicked. Such a huge shock made them chaotic and out of control. The coachman tried his best to control the carriage and tried to calm the horses, but it didn't work.

"General, let's retreat quickly. There must be something fishy going on!" The coachman was already a little panicked because he could hardly control the two restless horses that were trying to break free from the reins and escape.

The soldiers under his command began to riot, and they all speculated that this must have angered the sea god.

"Don't panic!" Gaiseric stretched out his hand to signal the groom to shut up. He listened quietly and said, "Listen, it's in!"

"boom!"

Just as Gaiseric finished his words, the warship in front of him was instantly overturned and torn apart. A huge metal ram pierced out from the warship, and a large number of screaming soldiers and supplies fell into the water. The huge warship, which was speeding over, brought a large amount of wooden debris and fell into the Vandal army. Many people were knocked to the ground by the broken wood boards. The Vandals were shaken at noon. They no longer cared about Gaiseric's presence, turned their backs to the warship that came back, and screamed and fled like frightened ducks! "Bang!"

The warship rushed onto the beach, like a bloodthirsty whale, devouring the Vandals who had not escaped along the way and crushing them under its huge ramming horns.

The warships were heading straight for Gaiseric. He and the coachman were stunned. Even the horses in front of them were motionless because of their weak legs. The warships moved forward slowly on the beach until they stopped in front of Gaiseric. At this time, half of the hulls of the five warships had already rushed out of the sea.

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"Trebuches! Trebuchets! Fire them all, fire them all!"

Then the roar of Hermanus was heard on the warship, and several trumpets were blown into the sky at the same time.

“Wuwuwu…”

The unique Roman trumpet was sounding from the warship, shocking everything within the reach of the sound.

"What does this mean?"

Gaiseric looked up at the warship that almost blocked the sky above his head. He was dazed and didn't even remember what to do. He didn't understand what the sudden appearance of the warship meant. Maybe it was a conspiracy by Luca! "Kakaka..."

There was a loud bang and dozens of burning flints fell from the sky like meteors, landing in the chaotic formation of the Vandal army. Each shot splashed a large amount of blood, and the falling boulders left behind burning grooves filled with blood and flesh.

"Boom, boom, boom..." More than ten warships docked, and a large number of Roman soldiers jumped off the warships shouting and rushed towards the Vandals.

"Romans, Roman reinforcements have arrived! Chief, let's go!" The driver panicked and spoke hesitantly. Gaiseric hesitated for a moment, at least to prove that it would be difficult for him to reverse the sudden decline. He gave in! He sighed and waved to the driver. The driver did not dare to hesitate, whipped the horse's back with a whip, and fled far away with Gaiseric.

(End of this chapter)