Continental Warriors Yoo Ma

While ordering the ships to light up, Rinaldo asked the field mage accompanying the ship to climb to the watchtower to observe the situation.Now, only the mage on board who can bless himself with "sharp vision" can effectively observe the surroundings in this thick fog.

Unexpectedly, the mage rejected the request decisively.

"I'm sorry, Admiral of the Navy, I have a fear of heights, so I haven't even learned the flying and floating skills, and it's impossible to climb onto the dangerous mast like those lowly sailors." The ship mage said confidently .

The spell caster was noble, and he belonged to the advisor on the ship, not Rinaldo's subordinates. The other party was unwilling, and he had no way to force it.

It wasn't until the price of fifty Genovino gold coins was paid that the ship mage reluctantly agreed to go to the watchtower to observe the enemy's situation under the protection of three good climbers.

Facts have proved that the fifty gold coins are worth spending.

With the help of spells, the ship mage quickly discovered something was wrong.

"Your Excellency the Admiral of the Navy, those lights—the lights on the grain ship are getting farther and farther away from us!"

"How is it possible? I specially ordered to adjust the speed of different ship types, just to maintain a tight defensive formation and not to lose touch, so as not to give the enemy a chance..." Rinaldo looked disbelieving.

But at this time, perhaps the duration of the Son of Salt Mist's extraordinary power had expired, and the fog on the sea began to gradually disappear.Without the "sharp vision" of the mage, Rinaldo can gradually see the surrounding situation clearly.

The warships that were originally arrayed in an arc and the merchant ships that were closely guarded were already far behind at this time, at least three kilometers away.

The entire Genoa fleet has been out of touch!

The pirate fleet that was originally intercepted in front had already taken advantage of the thick fog to insert into the sea area between the Genoa warship and the merchant ship, completely separating the entire Genoa fleet.

"What's going on! What the hell is going on! Let that damn mage come down! If he can't tell me what sorcery did this, I'm going to throw him down and feed the fish!" Rinaldo had already Fell into impotent rage.

……

At this moment, Johannes Strozzi was washing his bloody and oily hands in the basin on the Sea God Trident, the flagship of the Sons of Salt Pirates.

And other sailors, except for the key positions that cannot be separated from people, are cleaning up the dirty blood on the deck.

Strozzi inherited the power of the ancient Poseidon.But there are times when it takes a great price to fully wield that power, to direct the sea to do its will.

The price is human life.

The barbaric custom of using living sacrifices to please the gods has existed since ancient Greece.Later, in the Roman era, the Romans banned this inhuman custom, but invented a more efficient and systematic method to convert the vitality of living things into magical power.

As for the raw materials that provide vitality, apart from livestock such as cattle and sheep, the most used ones are slaves who, in the eyes of the civilized Romans, do not qualify as human beings at all.

The Roman Empire established a brilliant magic civilization.In the era when legendary mages emerged in large numbers, countless engineering miracles were accomplished with the help of various magical spells.It's just that the number of slave bones buried under the splendid city of Rome has reached a shocking level.

Such a brutal rule is also the reason why the slave uprising of the gladiator Spartacus quickly swept across half of Italy.Unfortunately, in the end, this legendary warrior was defeated by the golden warlock Crassus who possessed the resources provided by the entire empire.

The Greek god of the sea, Poseidon, is also the Roman god of the sea, Neptune, so Strozzi also learned from the inheritance of the god of the sea, some methods from the ancient Roman mages, using human sacrifices to convert them into magic power.

After intercepting the Genoa fleet before, Strozzi began to hold a sacrifice ceremony on the Sea God Trident to obtain enough magic power to control the weather and ocean currents.

The people he sacrificed as dry batteries were all Mulholland civilians captured from coastal villages in Tunisia.For a pirate like him who has no faith, whether it is a civilian who believes in Mulholland or a civilian who believes in the Seven Saints, they are just tools that can be used.

In this sacrifice, a total of [-] Mulhollan civilians were sacrificed, so that the top deck of the Sea God Trident almost became a bloody slaughterhouse.

The direct subordinates of the Salt Mist Pirates were no stranger to this scene.However, the Mulholland pirates who temporarily took refuge in Strozzi were very dissatisfied with this.

However, due to the powerful power of the Sons of Salt Mist, they dare not speak out, watching the unbelieving pirates massacre their brothers and sisters who share the same faith.

Through the ancient Roman sacrifice method, Strozzi, who has obtained enough magic power, can finally give full play to the power of Sea God.He first summoned the fog, which turned the Genoese fleet into a swarm of blind men.Then, he changed the direction of the current, allowing the warships in the Genoa fleet to speed up and sail northwards under the impetus of the tide.But those Kirk boats carrying food can only sail against the current.

In the end, the Genoese fleet was completely out of touch.

Strozzi saw the Genoese battleship headed by the Odyssey in the rear, making an emergency U-turn to rescue the lagging merchant ships.However, he didn't take the other party seriously, but was eager to try to capture all the Kirk ships full of food in front of him.

If you want to rely on jumping gang battles to capture enemy ships one by one, it will definitely not work.But Strozzi had other options.

A pirate hummed and brought over a large basket of lively flying fish from the bottom of the bilge.

Strozzi held up a golden trident used as a sacrificial vessel, and chanted incantations in ancient Greek.When the magic power gathered at the tip of the trident increased and reached the critical point, he pointed at the fish basket fiercely.

A blue light flashed, and the flying fish in the basket were all marked with magic marks.

"Tell those captains that if they don't surrender, they will die in the sea, and their soul and body will be swallowed by the devil in the sea, and they will fall into hell forever."

After speaking, Strozzi pointed with his finger, and his subordinates immediately poured the basket into the sea.

Not long after, the captains of the Kirk ships all witnessed a magical and creepy scene: a flying fish jumped onto the deck, and while it was flapping, it said, "Surrender, and give up your belongings." To the great Son of Salt Mist. He has inherited the power of the Sea God, and is the rightful ruler of this azure land! Otherwise, you will pay the price of falling into the abyss forever in body and soul!"

Facing the warning of a fish, some people were frightened, some were full of doubts, and some scoffed.

A captain with a strong head stomped the flying fish into fish paste, and then ordered the gunners to open fire on the approaching pirates.

The Kirk's counterattack had no effect, but instead made it a tool for Strozzi to make an example of.

The Son of Salt Spray continued to cast spells.

Under the awe-inspiring eyes of his subordinates, Strozzi's trident once again condensed huge magic power, wrapping around the halberd like a substantial stream of water.

Strozzi raised his trident and pointed at the defiant Kirk.

Flowing magic power shot out and fell into the sea near Kirk's ship.

Immediately afterwards, a vortex formed below the Kirk ship.The vortex became bigger and faster, and finally accompanied by a huge roar, the keel of the Kirk boat broke, and the hull was shattered into pieces. Soon it was all sucked into the vortex, and finally disappeared into the sea.

This scene really scared the other Kirk boats.

In the face of the power of the sea, human beings are really too small.Surrendering to the pirates, at most being sold as a slave, and at least being able to save their lives is better than being swallowed by the sea with no bones left.

As a result, one after another, the Kirk ships raised their white flags one after another, and then turned their bows and sailed south according to Strozzi's instructions.

Naturally, this process was also witnessed by the following Genoa fleet.

Seeing that all the grain ships he was protecting surrendered to the pirates, Rinaldo was distraught.

Chapter 390 Who Is Calling The Fleet

Under the obstruction of the tide, the warships of Genoa were still unable to catch up with the Pirates of the Sons of Salt Mist.Seeing the Kirk boat full of food getting farther and farther away, Rinaldo felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Those Kirk ships were jointly assembled by several Genoese nobles and maritime merchants.The cost of the voyage to Egypt and the principal of the purchase of food also came from the sponsorship of various wealthy businessmen, government grants, and bank loans.If you fail and return, the offended groups can be said to be countless.Even if he has the honorable surname of Arnault, he can't get any protection.Perhaps in order to maintain their political status in Genoa, the family would kill their relatives righteously and take the initiative to punish themselves severely.

Thinking of the tragic fate of being betrayed, losing his family's wealth, and maybe being deported abroad, Rinaldo fell into a certain hysterical mood, wanting to grab any straw that seemed like a life-saving straw. thing.

Staring at the sea with red eyes for a while, he suddenly thought of an idea: "Ask for help! Ask other people for help! This is the Tyrrhenian Sea, the sphere of influence of the Seven Sages! Aragon, Naples, Genoa... There are also ships from other countries, which can be seen everywhere in this sea area. As long as reinforcements can be found, those damned pirates can be stopped!"

Thinking of this, Rinaldo put his arms around the shoulders of the ship mage like iron clamps, panting and asked: "Can you send a message for help to the nearby Seven Saints ship? No, you must There is a way, right?"

The mage was also frightened by Rinaldo's bewildered behavior.

He didn't dare to display the spectrum of "Noble Spellcaster" anymore, and nodded while thinking: "Uh... there is a way, um, um, there is indeed a way. I can transform the point-to-point communication circle into a point-to-face communication function, Send a message for help to an unspecified person. It's just that no one has received it, so I don't know..."

Generally speaking, only large sailing ships of more than [-] tons can set up expensive communication circles, so the mage on board cannot guarantee that they will be able to call for support.

Rinaldo patted the mage on the shoulder: "Sir, please do your best, I believe in you."

The two came to the captain's room at the stern, where the communication circle was set up.

The mage took out all kinds of magic tools and was busy for a while. On the rickety boat, he finally completed the transformation of the communication circle.

While injecting magic power into the magic circle, he said to Rinaldo: "Your Excellency Marshal, please hurry up and shout out, my magic power is only enough to last for 30 seconds."

Rinaldo hurriedly shouted: "All devout Seven Saints who can hear this news, the food prepared for the cause of the great jihad is being robbed by a group of evil, greedy, and unbelieving pirates. Any fleet that believes in the Seven Saints, please provide immediate support, I..."

Before he finished speaking, the blue light on the communication circle suddenly disappeared.

"What's going on? I haven't finished yet!" Rinaldo said anxiously.

The ship mage looked at him helplessly: "Your Excellency, your words are too long, and my magic power can't support a longer message. Why can't you speak briefly? And finish the key information?"

"..."

The two stared at each other speechlessly.

Rinaldo didn't expect that, because of his impatience and his confused thoughts, he would go wrong with such an important thing.

"Mr. Master, can you activate the communication circle again?"

"No, I have no magic power."

"Then what should we do?"

"Pray with hope."

After hearing this, Rinaldo actually came to the desk, knelt down in front of the statue of Hermosa, who was in charge of wealth, commerce, and travel among the seven saints, and prayed with his palms folded.

The mage was speechless for a while.He clearly said angry words, but who knew that the other party actually took it seriously.It seems that the Admiral of the Navy has reached a level of despair.

"Rinaldo's failure this time will cause great turmoil in Genoa's political situation. The Adorno family may be devastated because of this big failure, and they will withdraw from the political arena of the Republic sadly. In addition, the French Cross, which relies heavily on Genoa's sea power Army, I am afraid this time will suffer a serious setback. Maybe with the help of Venice, the German Crusaders have captured the city of Tunisia, and the French have not been able to set off at that time... Haha, if the Marquis of La Manche as the Crusaders I don’t know what he would think, but he was one step behind and became the person who made the least achievements in this great Southern Expedition.”

The mage gloated a little.

As the caster of the same spell, he was able to climb all the way to the throne of the powerful minister in France, but he could only do odd jobs in Genoa. Comparing the two, he was naturally unbalanced.

However, this time, the gods of the Seven Saints seem to have finally come to Rinaldo, who has been in trouble since he set sail from Egypt.

The communication circle suddenly began to flash a slight blue light, and at the same time, a voice came.

"Who is calling the fleet?"

"I repeat, who is calling the fleet?"

Rinaldo turned around and froze for a moment.He and the mage looked at each other, and then realized, shouting: "I am Rinaldo Adorno, Admiral of the Genoa Navy..."

The ship mage shook his head and said, "Your Excellency, Marshal, it's useless. No matter how loud you shout, the other party can't hear you. Now the communication circle only has the function of passive reception and cannot actively transmit information."

The cruelest thing in the world is that after people see a glimmer of hope, they are knocked down to the hell of despair again.

Over forty years old, Rinaldo, who always appeared arrogant and powerful in front of others, finally couldn't hold back and cried.

The ship mage looked disgusted.

It is not a good thing to see the ugly appearance of such a big nobleman.Maybe the other party came back to it afterward and wanted to seal his mouth with a poisoned dagger so as not to be exposed.

Just when the two had different thoughts, the voice of the communication circle sounded again: "Hey, is there anyone answering? Forget it. Even if you don't tell the specific location, you can use the magic wave to locate it..."

Rinaldo, who was crying bitterly, suddenly regained his spirits: "Great, great! The Seven Saints didn't abandon me, hahahaha!"

While he was ecstatic, he suddenly remembered that the voice that sounded in the communication circle was somewhat familiar.I heard it once in Genoa before, and it seemed to be the voice of the kid from the Doria family.

……

Andre Doria, who was wearing the uniform of the Admiral of the Navy, was in the captain's room of the Royal Seven Saints, shouting through the summoning circle.

Well, the current flagship of the English Navy has been renamed the Rouen after being remodeled, and it is not appropriate to use the previous name.

"Mr. Mage, please find the opposite position." Andre said to the mage on board.

The other party is a high-achieving student who graduated from Lectour Arcane School. Although his level is not high, he already has a deep understanding of magic. It is not difficult to complete such things as communication and positioning.

If it weren't for the generous remuneration offered by the Marquis of La Manche and the friendship with the Count of Armagnac, such a talented young mage would not have come to work at sea.