Chapter 273 Siege

From the moment Luca picked up the spear, everything became self-evident. It turned out that the Vandals treated the Romans in their own way. I don’t know if Gaiseric was standing on the wall of Carthage or higher. If so, I’m afraid that Luca’s actions at this time would also make him furious, and he would want to rush down to fight him.

Just like the Vandals treated the Romans, Luca ordered his soldiers not to kill the Vandals, but to stab them with spears in places that were not fatal but would bleed, just letting them bleed, and then listening to them wailing in the sea of ​​blood. That sound seemed to come from hell, as if hell appeared on earth in the sea of ​​blood.

The increasingly strong smell of blood in the sea water was unbearable for the hungry sharks. They no longer cared about the possible threats from the huge warships and rushed into the blood pool. They feasted on the living and dead bodies floating on the sea. The injured Vandals were soaked in the sea water. They waved their arms and struggled. The courage to resist and the last bit of confidence were gone. All that was left was crying and begging the Romans to save them.

The scene was so tragic that the wailing of the Vandals caused many Roman soldiers on the warships to turn their backs. They blocked their ears and tried their best to stop the pervasive wailing.

"That day, I seemed to see hell." This is what the soldiers said in their hearts after experiencing this naval battle.

Carnivorous fish rolled in the sea of ​​blood, biting the corpses or living people madly, tearing them apart and eating them alive. The screams tortured everyone's ears. The sound was pervasive. From Roman officers to rowing slaves, most of them blocked their ears and prayed in their hearts that this would end quickly.

"General!"

The officer who was being tortured dared to come up behind Luca and said to him, "Quick, send archers to shoot them. For God's sake, give them a quick death, or at least stop them from suffering this kind of torture."

After listening to his officer's opinion, Luga did not say anything. He stood at the bow with his hands behind his back, quietly watching this feast for the sharks. He was silent and stood there for a long time without saying a word.

“No!”

He finally spoke, but his answer was unacceptable. Facing the terrifying cries and screams mixed with the sounds of sharks tearing and gnawing, there was nothing worse in the world. Only their top commander enjoyed it. In fact, Luca's face was expressionless, making it hard to tell whether he did it on purpose or out of necessity.

The wailing sounded through the sky, and Gaiseric, who was hiding in the city of Carthage not far away, must have heard it clearly!

Luca thought to himself and turned around to look at the huge city of Carthage. He could clearly see people surging on the city wall, probably because they were attracted by the crying.

"At least it's just a greeting, Lord Gaiseric!" Luga muttered to himself, "You can't escape, I will catch you and feed you to the fish!"

Time passed by minute by minute, and soon, the crying stopped, because the sharks ate the body completely. The Romans on the ship could not help but scream when they saw the giant beasts vaguely visible in the blood. Not only were there a large number of them, but also because their ferocious appearance while enjoying the food left an indelible image for everyone who had seen them. The image was mostly filled with fear. They would naturally not forget the person who brought fear, the highest commander: Flavius ​​Luca.

Time passed quickly and the sun set in the blink of an eye. We had been fighting for a whole day. Perhaps I was attracted by the scene and felt that time passed quickly. Compared to other people, this time was long and torturous.

After waiting for a long time, Luca finally arrived at the six-row warship where Hermanus was. The sailors lowered the ladder and sent him up.

"What were the results of the battle?" Luca dragged his tired body slowly into the cabin, and with the help of the soldiers, he took off his heavy armor and the two iron swords on his waist, and then asked Hermanus.

"We defeated the Vandal navy." Hermanus said to Luca with a smile, "This time it is all thanks to Lord Luca, otherwise, we might still be in a stalemate now."

"Sir Hermanus, there's no need to be so polite!" Luca waved at Hermanus, and then saw Beliaru standing beside him, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Beliaru, your sword was broken in a hurry, and then I used the broken sword to deal with a guy who was not afraid of death, so I didn't bring it back."

"This is the fate of this sword!" Belia said to Luca with a smile, "I just want you to be able to kill more enemies with this sword. I don't know if you have fulfilled your promise?"

"Of course!" Luca took a glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp. He was really thirsty. Putting down the glass, Luca continued to say to Hermanus: "This battle was a brilliant one. We killed a group of Vandals and captured a group. In any case, we did cause great damage to the Vandal navy."

"But there are still dozens of Vandal warships that have escaped into Carthage." Hermanus said, "Gaiseric was well prepared. They put up chains at the port to block it in order to prevent our warships from attacking the weak point of their defense, which is the dock."

"But the weak point now doesn't look weak." Luca said as he walked out of the cabin and went to the tower to look out. The lights of Carthage were bright. The Vandals had blocked all the city gates. They planned to hold out inside and prepare for a protracted war with the Romans outside the city. They kept the lights on to prevent the Romans from attacking the city directly under the cover of night.

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"The army has been fighting all day and is exhausted. We cannot attack the city during this period!" Luca said, "We should prepare well during this period, especially the siege towers and siege cones. We don't have them yet, so we can prepare them on the spot using wood. Sir Hermanus, how long will it take to prepare these things?"

"If we want to succeed in the attack in one go, it may take us more than two months." Hermanus came to Luca's side and answered, looking up with Luca at the brightly lit Carthage.

(End of this chapter)