"It's indeed such a boring method. It seems that these Venetians are really very confident!" Justinian sneered slightly. He was not in the safe Fort Wiscarri, but was waiting on the front line for the Venetian fleet to fall into the trap. He had guessed that the Assassin Assassins would not miss this opportunity. Using fire to attack the world has to be said to be a method that people could have expected, but in order to get the Venetians into the trap, Justinian deliberately exposed his flaws.

And now the Venetian fleet has entered the trap he has prepared for them.

The Venetian warships in the front sailed towards the river bank and released a springboard. The archers vanguards then wafted into the shallows in a mess, lifting the bow high to keep the bow string dry, and guarding the Byzantine army to come back to their senses at any time to attack them. These recruited pirates quickly rushed to the narrow beach. At this time, if there were defenders on the city shooting arrows or throwing rocks, they would cause great casualties.

Ranieli also paid careful attention to the movements on the city. Once this is a trap, he will immediately withdraw his army. After all, he was a private mobilization of the army. Even if he was a noble of the Dandoro family, he could not bear the cost of excessive casualties. If the losses were too large or even returned in vain, then it would be conceivable that the difficulties caused by political enemies in the parliament would be made, and it would be even more difficult for Ranieli to ask the Republic for contact with the Holy See for expulsion for his father.

But the soldiers on the warships ahead had landed in a narrow place and did not come out, which made Ranieri finally breathe a sigh of relief. The Venetian soldiers rushed down the river bank, and the iron hooves of the horses stepped across the shallows, splashing water. They had been waiting for a long time. It was time to rush into the city to give the arrogant Greeks some colors. Almost all Venetians thought so. Since conquering Constantinople, the Venetians had never expanded as much as they are now. In their eyes, the Mediterranean Sea is no longer the Roman Sea, but their sea.

But what the Venetians didn't know was that all this was arranged by Justinian on purpose. The waves were so arduous and deep that it could only cause a real heavy blow to the enemy if it hit the waves halfway.

Although the Byzantine soldiers hidden in the bay, led by Justinian looked far more numerous than their Venetian Navy, they did not mean they were afraid at all. These were the elites of the elite under the command of Grand Duke Anastasius, so they were handed over to Justinian for command.

"Sure enough, the Venetian warships were not coated with fireproof materials this time." Justinian tried his best to see the hazy ship shadows. The Venetian fleet was not wearing iron armor and wrapped in fireproof pads when they besieged Constantinople. This made him finally breathe a sigh of relief. Justinian used his last killer weapon, the only Greek fire left on his body, and he won the bet. Although the Venetians were cautious, they did not regard a Fort Wiscarri as a great enemy. They could not have thought that Justinian had Greek fire in his hands that was only controlled by the Byzantine royal family.

And now this ultimate weapon, known by the Byzantines as "Guardian Fire" and "Marine Fire" will once again give these Latin people a heavy blow.

"Do it!"

At Justinian's order, the soldiers beside him pushed the boat full of Greek cups along the way to the Venetian fleet that was still moving without any notice. This is why Justinian deliberately let the other party in. At this moment, the careless Venetian warships were completely in the bay with small space. Justinian seemed to have seen a prairie flame that was about to form on the sea surface, burning everything.

The small boat was heading towards the Venetian warship along the current, with the target so small that the Venetian navy, who had focused entirely on the front, could not notice the deadly danger at all.

At this time, Justinian looked at Arslan standing on the side behind him and asked, "How is it? Can you shoot?" Justinian had no doubts about the archery technique of a Turkic man, but the people on the horse were shaking and shaking on the boat.

But Arslan in front of him shrugged easily and said, "It's just a matter of being able to capture it!" As he said that, he aimed the arrow at the drifting boat, and the flames had already lit up on his arrow. When the arrow shot past, the Venetian ambitions would disappear with the burning of the flames.

"Well--!"

Arslan shouted softly, and the moment he let go of the bowstring, the burning feather arrows were like a meteor passing beautiful traces in the night sky, shooting towards the boat full of Greek fire incredibly natural.

At the same time, this immediately attracted the attention of the Venetians. In the night sky, the seemingly faint fire light was extremely conspicuous. Ranieri, who was standing on the deck, saw it immediately.

In an instant, the man realized something was wrong. It was definitely not the bow and arrow shot by his own people. There was someone else in the darkness on the side of the bay. Who were they? Is this arrow a signal of attack? Did he fall into the trap of the other party? Several thoughts quickly passed through his mind, but then a shouting sound interrupted his thoughts.

Ranieri couldn't see the battle ahead, nor could he hear the sound of fighting. But there was a chaotic noise in front of him, and even two warships collided, making a torn sound. How was this going? Just as he was confused, another huge collision echoed on the water, followed by a third sound. Each collision seemed to hit his heart, making Ranieri uneasy, but the next moment, the scene in front of him completely shocked the man. The sky-sky fire actually soared into the air on the ocean, just like Leviathan swallowing it.

Spitting out the flames and ravaging everything around. The place where the flames fell suddenly began to burn, and quickly devoured several warships. The Venetians wanted to drive the ship away, but because of the narrow space, they could not move. The brave Venetian sailors did not die in the desperate battle with the enemy, but were burned to death by the flames on the sea. Even if they jumped into the cold sea water, they would find that the flames formed a fire on the sea surface, either they were burned to coke or fell into the water and waited to die slowly.

Is this the fire of God's punishment sent by the Father to come? The lamenting Venetian screamed in pain and prayed in pain, but the fire did not mean to stop at all, but continued to spread and swallowed more warships.

Ranieri, who witnessed this scene, certainly would not think that this was a damn divine punishment. He immediately realized why the Byzantines had acted just now, his lips trembled and pale face finally remembered what this was.
Chapter completed!