Chapter 715: Hunting

"Ankara has been surrounded by a bastard named Zeno and a group of bandits!"

Cecilius threw the papyrus letter in his hand to the ground, rushed forward and chopped him hard twice, which finally made him feel better.

However, his inner anger would not be relieved at all because of his brutal behavior. He was the duke of a province in the empire, which meant he was a high-ranking official.

The glory of his family brought him immense pride, and he had a very high opinion of himself, as if he believed that he was the best candidate for Augustus in the event of the sudden death of Theodosius II.

However, the situation at that time seemed to be far beyond his imagination. After all, he was greatly surprised by Luca, who showed up halfway, and his huge army and high prestige. After all, he was the captain of the Western Roman army, and his feat of besieging Constantinople attracted worldwide attention and was the reason for the dukes of various provinces to surrender.

But this is not a reason for Cesides to surrender. He does not value these things and firmly believes that he can succeed.

"They are just a bunch of opportunistic guys!" Cesides leaned on the railing, looking at the sea and the surrounding land. He was indignant. He probably didn't expect that what he worried about would actually come true.

"You have blatantly bullied me." Cesides clenched his fists and said fiercely, "This must be your fault, Flavius ​​Luca. Is it because you have realized that you don't have many days left to live, so you want to train me before you die? Haha, stupid guy, your idea will definitely not succeed."

At this time, Cicedes had three warships under his command, one of which was his main ship, and the other two were escort warships. After all, they were going back secretly, so how could they tell the guys along the way: This is the fleet of the Duke of Cappadocia Province.

"Okay, okay!" Cesides leaned on the railing, pursed his lips, clapped his hands together fiercely, and made a clear and loud sound. Then Cesides said to himself: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter Flavius ​​Luca, I will win, and you will lose!"

"Sir, there are a large number of ships ahead of us!"

At this time, the soldier on the lookout on the mast lowered his head and shouted loudly to Cecilius who was standing at the bow, which also disturbed Cecilius's meditation.

"What? What?" Cecides turned around unhappily and looked up at the soldier on the lookout. "This is Roman waters, why are you in such a hurry? Are there any Sassanid ships coming?"

Sesides responded unhappily causing the officers standing behind him to burst out laughing.

They laughed off the soldier's warning, thinking that such a reminder was complete nonsense and there was no way they could call it a problem.

If there were a large number of ships in the Roman waters, they could only be Romans. There was no way that there were other non-Roman ships. Cecilius had been in this sea area for several years, and the pirates here were all maintained by the fleet he formed, so he was naturally very clear about whether it was safe here.

“But, but!”

The soldier on the mast looked very uneasy. He looked into the distance from time to time, then lowered his head to look at Cecilius and the others. His face clearly showed uneasiness.

The warship continued to move forward until Cecilius could see the sails of those ships in the distance. The disdainful smile on his face gradually disappeared, leaving a solemn expression.

"Are these new trade routes?" Ceciles asked his subordinates while looking at the ships in the distance.

His subordinates shook their heads repeatedly, indicating that they knew nothing about it. From the ignorance revealed on everyone's faces, Cecilius was even more confused about the origins of these ships.

"Can anyone tell me when the law was enacted to allow trade to start on Cyprus?" Sissides complained to himself, "Could it be that Flavius ​​Luca has decided that his money bag cannot satisfy his greed at all?"

As the ships got closer, they could finally see them clearly. They were warships, and they were clearly visible based on the huge Rablan sails.

"It's a battleship, it's a battleship!"

Ceciles's men pointed at the ship in the distance, and their voices began to tremble.

"Strange, don't they know that this is my waters?" Ceciles frowned and looked at the warship that was getting closer and closer, wondering to himself.

"My Lord, what exactly are their intentions?"

"How should I know? Is it because of the pirate incident that they increased patrols here? How come I know nothing about it?"

"So what should we do? Go around it or..."

"What are you afraid of!" Cecilius interrupted his subordinate unhappily, and then he continued: "This is my sea area. No matter what it is, as long as it is a Roman warship, they should know who I am. Don't worry, I will ask them clearly when the time comes!"

As the distance got closer, Sesides even saw soldiers walking back and forth on the leading warship on the opposite side.

"Strange?" The subordinate beside Cesides frowned and looked at the warship, and said to Cesides: "Sir, why, they don't seem to be slowing down."

"Damn it, how would I know this!" Cesides' attention was completely focused on the fleet of warships. "Could it be the Second Fleet Coral? This is a fleet stationed in the Aegean Sea. How could it come to us?"

"They are Flavius ​​Luca's subordinates!"

"Flavius ​​Luca!" Ceciles' heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly seemed to understand something.

"Sir, look, they seem to be getting faster and faster!" The general beside him exclaimed loudly, pointing at the warships on the opposite side.

“Woo——”

“Woo——”

The sound of battle horns was transmitted between the warships on the opposite side. All that could be seen was the densely packed oars paddling vigorously, driving the huge ship to move forward rapidly, heading towards the warship of Cecilius.

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"Oh my god, it's about to hit! It's about to hit!"

At this time, the soldiers on the deck of the warship where Cecilius was were in chaos. They knew they were being attacked, but they could do nothing about it.

"Turn around! Turn around!"

Ceciles shouted loudly behind him, but his orders were soon drowned out by the screams of the soldiers. Even if they were passed on to the slaves rowing below, they would not be able to turn the bow of the boat in a short time. Besides, turning the bow so rashly would only expose their weaknesses to the opponent's attack.

All they saw was that the oncoming warship was getting faster and faster, and the rowing slaves had already put away their oars and were charging straight towards the warship where Cecilius was.

Such a tall warship was several meters taller than the warship where Cecilius was.

Seeing only a huge shadow coming, Cecil looked up and saw a huge bow of the ship rushing towards him.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

The soldiers shouted loudly, and they worked together to move the warship to the side.

“Ka-ka-ka…”

Only a lot of breaking sounds were heard, and the two warships tightly clamped the warship where Ceciles was, and the metal rams broke all the oars of Ceciles' warship.

“Boom…”

The huge vibration made everyone on the deck lose their balance. Cesides gritted his teeth and held the railing tightly with both hands. He looked up and saw Belia standing on the railing, fully armed, looking down at him.

Belia's eyes were extremely cold. He only saw a large number of soldiers standing on his left and right. They drew their bows and arrows, with flames burning on the arrows.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Sesides could no longer remain calm. He raised his head and exclaimed, his eyes filled with arrows falling like stars.

(End of this chapter)