When he saw the Dionia fleet appear, Admika's first reaction was to retreat immediately, but then he saw the rapid attack speed of the Dionia warship and looked around the bloated fleet, and he had to give up this idea.

After a brief thought, Admika believed that the number of warships under his command was about the same as the Dionia fleet in front of him, and his crew had a more physical advantage in terms of strength and could fight with him.

So he quickly issued an order to fight the entire army.

In fact, the warships of Carthage were already busy. They cut off the cables that pulled the wounded ships and drove the prisoners on the ships back into the sea. Even more ruthless warships forced their companions who were injured by the fleet infantry to jump into the sea first, in order to reduce the load on the warships and restore their flexibility. However, the salty and fishy sea water stimulated the unhealed wounds, causing the wounded soldiers who jumped into the sea to let out a shrill and lasting scream, echoing between the entire fleet, resulting in a layer of haze that had been shrouded in the hearts of the crew before the battle began.

Just as Carthage warships were still busy, even the array was just starting to arrange, the fast warships of Dionia had already rushed to the front...

Captain Dionia, tied to the wooden posts of the flagship bottom cabin, was originally suffering from humiliation from the Carthage crew members. Suddenly, a shout came from the deck. Then the Carthage sailors in the cabin looked panicked. The fierce-looking sailor also let go of his hand holding his hair tightly, and said a few words with a serious expression. Then, the originally noisy cabin returned to quiet. The sailors sat upright on the wooden benches, holding wooden oars in both hands.

The sailor shouted, and saw the sailors on one side start paddling, while the other side still remained motionless.

Cesodorus immediately felt himself spinning with the wooden pillar. Although he couldn't understand what the Carthaginians were saying, he knew that this was a warship turning around.

Why did Carthage's warship turn around? He was guessing in his heart.

At this moment, several Carthage light soldiers came down from the deck. They fiercely used spears and short swords to drive away the captives of Dionia who were locked in the bottom cabin. One of the captives walked slowly. Without saying a word, the Carthage soldier directly pierced his chest with his spear.

Cesotorus shouted in grief and anger: These are all his subordinates! What are the Carthaginians planning to do!

The Carthage soldiers did not stop their atrocities. Some soldiers even came to him and wanted to take him on, but perhaps the rope was tied too tightly, or perhaps it was irrelevant that only this prisoner was left, so they chose to give up.

“Great Hades,

You are the king of the underworld, the master of justice, and the protector of the kingdom!

I drive warships, fight against the seas, guard the kingdom,

If that day comes,

I've gone to your palace,

I hope you use fair judgment,

Give me the glory of the warriors!

…”

The captain suddenly sang. The prisoners who were still struggling to resist heard the sound and suddenly became quiet. They followed them and sang their hymns. Instead, there was no panic on their faces, but there was more tragic. There was no need for Carthaginians to push them anymore. Under Cesotorus' solemn gaze, they walked firmly towards the deck, leaving only solemn singing echoing in the cabin...

Although the Carthage sailors couldn't understand what they were singing, they kept quiet inexplicably and did not dare to interrupt.

The sailor slapped Cesodorus' face with a heavy palm again, then waved his fists and cursed a few times.

The sailors shouted in unison, as if they all became very fighting spirit.

At this moment, a shout came from the deck.

The sailor shouted the same words again, and the flute player sitting at the exit of the cabin blew the double-tube flute. The sailors listened to the rhythm of the flute and accelerated the speed of the pulp neatly.

Cesodorus swallowed the blood in his mouth and did not scold him loudly. He knew: this warship was accelerating, it was preparing for battle, and its enemies were naturally self-evident - our fleet is here! Let's destroy these damn Carthaginians!"

A burst of joy surged in Cesotorus' heart, but he did not reveal it, but observed the situation in the cabin quietly. He turned his head and tried to let his eyes pass through the gaps exposed when the sailors leaned forward and backward, and through the narrow cabin window. However, all he could see in his eyes was the sliding wooden oars and the glowing sea water.

He withdrew his gaze in disappointment and bet his attention into the cabin again. He had to admit that the Carthage sailors were also well-trained and cooperated with tacit understanding. Nearly 200 people were manipulating a warship, but they were like manipulating their own bodies. Whether it was acceleration, deceleration, turn, or turning, it was so smooth that they could not feel a trace of stagnation...

Therefore, he was very energetic and carefully felt the sailing of the warship: this should be the speed of the attack. The Carthaginians still have enough energy, and they should not have encountered our warship... It suddenly stopped. Why?... This is turning left, oh, acceleration, is our warship in front of the left?... It is accelerating, still accelerating, this is the speed of the charge! The Carthaginians are preparing to attack our warship! What should I do?!

In a hurry, Cesodorus suddenly opened his mouth and whistled.

“嘘!……嘘!……嘘……”

Another high-sharp sound suddenly sounded in the cabin, but unlike the sound of flutes on both ears, its rhythm was much slower. The two sounds were intertwined, but it affected the sailors who were in a highly excited state. The captain was delighted to see some sailors' paddling rhythms in chaos.

At this moment, a big fist appeared in front of him, and then the sailor's angry face flashed. Then his head was hit hard and he fainted...

I don't know how long it took, but Cesodorus gradually regained consciousness.

He opened his eyes slightly, feeling that the atmosphere in the cabin was not as relaxed as before: the sailor looked nervous, listened to the orders from the deck intently, and shouted a few times from time to time; the sailors were covered in sweat beads, gasping for breath, their hands were protruding, their veins were exposed, and their whole body was tense, trying their best to control their bodies on the wooden bench... In such a tense state, no one noticed that he had woken up.

Cesodorus also felt his body falling from left to right with the wooden pillar. He knew in his heart: the warship was constantly spinning and accelerating, and it was being attacked!!

Cesodorus's heart was like a mirror. He breathed slightly, trying his best to restore his strength, and at the same time was waiting for the opportunity.

After a while, a hurried and nervous scream came from the deck.

Under the command of the sailor, the sailor on the left accelerated the paddling speed, the sailor on the right stopped paddling, and the warship quickly turned to the right; after a moment, the sailor on the right began to speed up paddling, while the sailor on the left resumed the normal paddling speed...

Sesotorus understood in his heart: this is a difficult "reverse slid", which is used to avoid the impact of enemy ships and then break away from the encirclement, which means that the warship was besieged.

In such a crisis, the Carthage sailors were still able to move in a neat and clean manner.

However, Cesotorus showed a sneer on his swollen face. He was a Rocky. In the eyes of outsiders, the Rocky people were used to obeying under the suppression of severe city-state laws, but the punishment of poking their eyes and cutting their hands at any time actually gave birth to a character of willingness to risk life and death among some people and never evade responsibility.

Cesodorus would never let these Carthaginians who wanted to humiliate and kill prisoners escape easily. He opened his mouth: "Shhh!...shhh!...shhhhh!..."

A high and rhythmic whistle suddenly sounded in the cabin again. The highly focused sailors were stunned. The wooden oars in some sailors unconsciously followed the whistle and slowed down.

The sailor roared angrily, picked up the spear in the corner and pierced Cesodorus' chest.

Blood flowed out of the captive captain's mouth. Although his whistle weakened, it did not stop. After a "boom" sound, the whole ship trembled, and the warship suddenly stopped moving. The Carthage sailors exclaimed, and he passed away with a smile...

After Carthage's flagship was captured by a crow warship, the fleet infantry saw the body of Cesotorus tied to a wooden post on the cabin and pierced by a spear in the chest. Through the translator, he learned about Cesotorus' heroic deeds and was moved by it.

Not long after, Midolades learned about this, and he immediately ordered: "Carefully transport Captain Cesodorus' body back to the flagship for proper storage."

When Cesodorus' body was carried onto the flagship of the Third Fleet, Midolades and the crew of the entire ship stood at attention with a solemn expression and saluted him solemnly.

The third fleet's raid hit the wounded soldiers, captives, and the Admika fleet, who was dragging the wounded ship, caught him off guard. His quick and brave attack completely disrupted the Carthaginians' unformed ship formation. After half an hour of fierce fighting, the Carthaginian fleet was defeated, and even its flagship was captured. The 3rd fleet won the victory of this naval battle.

Considering that the night was coming soon, Midolades ordered all warships to stop pursuing and quickly rescue all crew members who fell into the sea.

At the same time, Midolades also considered that the new Carthage fleet still had residual combat power, and on the way back, the fleet had to pass through the coast of Sardinia, worried that they would come at any time. In order to avoid his fleet repeating the enemy's mistakes, he also ordered all the Carthage warships captured by the crow warships, and did not rescue any Carthage sailors who fell into the sea. He even ordered all the seriously damaged warships on his side to sink.

The successive victory increased Midolades' prestige, and under his insistence, the warships of the Third Fleet strictly carried out his orders.
Chapter completed!