Soon, the deck of the ark opened, and eight huge giants walked out of each ship, wearing strong fat meat, shaking from time to time while walking.

After seeing the body shape of the eight people, the first reaction in my mind was two words: Sumo wrestling!

If you participate in a sumo wrestling competition, you will definitely have the chance to compete for the position of the Honkatsu (the highest level in sumo wrestling).

As soon as the eight people appeared on the deck of the ark, they immediately divided into four teams and ran towards the four directions of the ark in two groups.

Meanwhile, four huge wooden gallows slowly floated up from the deck.

With a click, the complete release of the machine basket, the full picture of the winch was revealed.

It was a winch that was taller than one person. The gallows were held down by two giant men, and they slowly pushed them with loud shouts.

Dimistokely looked like a torch, and saw everything that happened a thousand meters away, thinking to himself: Could it be that this is going to accelerate?

But the result surprised him.

The winch began to rotate under the push of the giant man, but the giant ark did not accelerate at all, and its speed remained constant. Because there was no sail, the speed was even worse.

Not acceleration, what are you doing?

Soon, the answer was revealed.

On both sides of the ark ship, three holes were opened respectively. As the winch rotated, a half-meter-diameter hole made a gurgling sound, as if a flood of beasts were waiting for an opportunity to move.

Finally, the strange sound in the hole stopped, and followed by an extremely thick black slurry spurted out!

Like other Greek coalition forces, Dimistockle was shocked by the scene in front of him.

They don't understand what the black viscous liquid is.

Only the mercenaries' lamentation came from the exclusive ships of the mercenaries.

...

Armour Marshal Artemisia, dressed in military uniform and half of her shoulders, was walking on the flagship deck. When she saw the ark spraying black liquid, she waved and ordered: "Release my personal guard."

On the battleship on the left side of the flagship, the private guards who had already been ready to jump into the surging sea waves without hesitation when they received the order.

The movements are sophisticated and neat. From this point alone, we can see that this private guard is definitely not an ordinary Persian soldier.

These guards did not carry powerful weapons, nor did they have diving equipment. They just relied on their long arms and strong thighs, running around the waves.

The only special thing is in the back of these private guards.

On each person's back, he was carrying a round object, full of black glaze, emitting a pungent smell.

The object almost occupied the entire back of the private guard, and I don’t know what the hell was inside.

The behavior of the Persian Navy was too strange. The more I watched Di Mistokli, who had fought for half his life, felt the more he felt bad.

"General, look below!" The adjutant stood on the side of the ship, pointed the halberd at the waters below and shouted loudly.

When Dimistokli heard the news, he saw a soldier stabbing his spear into the rolling sea water, and handed the spear head over.

On it, he clearly saw a ball of extremely viscous black substance between solid and liquid.

As soon as you smell the tip of your nose, you can still smell a pungent smell.

Dimistokely looked up and suddenly realized that his warship was in the entire sea area.

Dimistokely suddenly remembered something and shouted loudly: "Get back, retreat! Retreat! Retreat..."

The messengers also shouted together. The Greek navy had not yet fought against the enemy, and the war area was filled with the orders of retreat. The Greek coalition, which was so motivated that it looked at each other, was not sure if it was their ears wrong.

Many soldiers showed unwillingness and disbelief on their faces. They would never accept the order to retreat before the battle, but this order was not from the timid superior, but from the hero in their minds - Dimistokely!

Just as the navy was in chaos, the adjutant pointed at the sea and shouted: "General, look at the water!"

At this time, Dimistokli noticed that the Persian soldiers who jumped into the sea were only two hundred meters away from him.

If this distance is placed on land, it can be said that it will arrive in a flash and be placed in the vast ocean, and the situation will be completely different.

At least for humans, it is not something that can be crossed in one breath if they want to have two hundred meters.

What's more, those people have swam seven or eight hundred meters away. This is a very physically exhausting thing placed on the calm water, not to mention that they are placed in the surging waters at this time.

If you consider that they are carrying a can of black objects that they don't know what it is, then this speed is enough to be surprising.

Even if you don’t know what the other party is selling in the gourd, there is one thing that Dimistokely can be sure: they must not be allowed to get close to their own battleships.

"Arrower, come on the deck immediately!" Dimistokli issued another order.

Compared with the previous retreat command, there are two completely different commands.

He was also well-trained in Dimistokely. Most of the archers were brought out by the Athenian city-state. After receiving Dimistokely's orders, he immediately ignored the retreat orders and rushed from the cabin to the deck one by one.

They are agile and agile, and are quickly distributed in various positions on the side of the ship. Compared with other soldiers who have already appeared in chaos, archers are definitely among the elite soldiers.

"Stand all to the port side and shoot arrows with all your might. Never let the Persian water ghost get close!"

Water ghost is a joke for diving troops.

One by one, the orders were issued, and arrows flew away, and the private guards who were swimming at high speed fell down under the rain of arrows and fell into desolation.

After a rain of arrows, one-quarter of the private guards were missing on the sea.

"Oh no, sea water resistance reduces the lethality of the arrow!" A reincarnator saw the way.

"Once these 'water ghosts' approached, Dimistokli's flagship is over. It's time for us to take action." Another reincarnator rubbed his hands and said.

Although naval warfare is about tactical strategies, it also greatly restricts the combat performance of the reincarnationists due to the complex terrain.

They are better at boarding warfare than commanding naval operations.

"No, wait, it's too late to rescue now." Someone came forward to stop him.

"Fonel, don't let us save the coach, can't we just stand by and watch?" The Reincarnationist, who was the first to mobilize everyone to fight, spoke out against it.

Fornell: "Idiot, have you not seen that the flagship has been surrounded by water ghosts? Going to rescue now is just to delay the time when the flagship is destroyed, which will not help the overall situation."

"Then tell me, what is the overall situation?" Helena suddenly asked.

"It's very simple. Capture the king first, and shoot the man first." Fornell pointed to the Persian flagship and said, "Kill that bitch!"
Chapter completed!