On the blue sea, twenty battleships lined up in arc-shaped columns, with all the cannons on the port side extending out. In the focus of these five hundred cannons, hundreds of large spinnakers and oars were coming in a rush. As countless oars rowed hard, they cut the waves with deadly rushing corners...

“It’s so spectacular!”

On the mast plate of the ship, Yang Feng sighed.

"But unfortunately, their time has passed!"

After saying that, he picked up the rocket launcher and aimed at a giant galleon that was more than fifty meters long in the front. He pulled the trigger without hesitation in the worshipful gaze of His Royal Highness Byzantine Princess. The rocket dragged the same spectacular trail and instantly flew over three hundred meters in an exaggerated scream, accurately hitting the galleon. The terrifying flames of the warm-pressed warhead suddenly exploded. In this dazzling light, the battleship turned into a torch. King Yang threw the disposable launcher into the sea, then grabbed His Royal Highness the princess and pressed her head down in the mast...

Below them, the port side of the twenty battleships seemed to be like a volcano erupting, and blazing flames continued to shoot out.

The thunderous cannon sounded shocking the sea.

Amid the sound of cannons, His Royal Highness Byzantine screamed wildly, twisting with the violent shaking of the cannons when they fired...

Half an hour later, the cannon stopped.

Yang Feng pushed her forward fiercely, then pulled up, with a satisfied smile, looking at the countless wreckages covered with the sea below, and the broken gallops under the bombardment of artillery shells, slowly sank on the sea covered with floating corpses with fire and smoke. On the deck of the Tang Dynasty warships, the sailors held flintlock rifles that were actually brown bass, and kept firing at the surviving Dashi soldiers, watching their blood stain the red sea.

"Send the order, hook up all the great cannibal flags on the sea, and then the fleet turns north and goes around Sicily, we..."

Yang Feng shouted to the bottom.

He looked at the Byzantine princess who was still twitching in a coma and then said, "Let's go to Rome."

Their location was west of Malta, between Sicily and Tunisia, on the warships of the Tang Dynasty fleet, the sailors immediately raised the flag of food that could be found on the sea, then quickly turned north and circled along the coastline of Sicily, and then continued northward to the Apennine Peninsula. The first they arrived at Naples, at this time, Naples was the Duke's territory, and in theory was still a vassal of the Byzantine Emperor, but because they were close to the Pope, Charlemagne backing the Pope, they had already stood up. Of course, they still had to welcome the arrival of His Royal Highness, Yang Feng's fleet completed the supply here, and then continued to go north to Ostia.

"Where was the prosperity that happened in the past?"

In the mast plate of the warship, Yang Feng looked at the broken town at the mouth of the Tiber River and said.

The glory of the Roman Empire disappeared. The once most prosperous port in the Western world was just a small town at this time. The ruins of ruins told the glory of the past. The small boats under the warships held fruits and fish, and even terrifying black bread, rushing toward the vendors and ragged poor people who were sold to Tang soldiers, probably had long forgotten the past of this land.

"Ma, is this what people eat?"

A roar suddenly came from below. A soldier covered his cheeks and carried a black bread, threw it to the sea angrily, and spit out a tooth that was not very strong because of his long-term life at sea.

There was a burst of laughter beside him.

The black bread that fell on the sea was then picked up by a fisherman.

At this moment, a small boat returned, and the fishing boat next to the warship quickly moved aside. The fishermen and vendors looked at Yang Zhong, who was wearing a straight red military uniform on the boat with humble eyes. The latter went to the side of the boat and climbed up along the rope ladder, saluting Yang Feng who had already come down and said, "King, they forbid us to land, saying that it was an order from the Vatican. We pagans can replenish supplies and trade here, but we are not allowed to land, let alone go to the Vatican. If His Royal Highness goes, he can take his entourage with him, but our people cannot follow him."

"I was entrusted by the Byzantine Emperor to escort his daughter to Rome as a friend. As the territory of the empire, what qualifications are there to reject their emperor? What qualifications are there to stop their princesses? The Marines were sent to land and order the ships to prepare for battle. I want to see who dares to stop them."

Yang Feng sneered.

Old Rome and New Rome are not in love.

In fact, the relationship between the Vatican and Byzantine was very complicated at this time, and it was more like a local prince and imperial emperor with ill intentions. The Vatican was the one who had ill intentions. Theoretically, the Byzantine Emperor was still the Roman Emperor, the co-lord of the Yawei world. This crown was still on the head of Constantine V. However, due to the decline of Byzantine, especially the erosion of the Lombards before, the Vatican completely got rid of the shadow of Byzantine. After the Franks solved Lombardy, the Vatican was

Tigan immediately hugged this new thigh, and the repatriation of the gods made the church gain a country of its own. Therefore, at this time, the Vatican was ambitious to completely abandon Byzantium. Originally, in history, after the death of Constantine V's heir Leo IV, the new king Constantine VV and Queen Mother Elena broke out infighting for power. The Vatican took the opportunity to no longer recognize the Byzantine Emperor as the Roman emperor and forwarded the crown to Charlemagne.

Byzantine and Vatican completely broke up.

But they have not yet. In theory, Constantine V was still the emperor of the Romans, and his daughter was the princess of the Romans.

Therefore, Yang Feng could escort him to Rome with confidence with force.

The old fox Constantine V probably had this sinister purpose at first, so he asked his daughter to warm the bed with Yang Feng. He knew that the Vatican would definitely not let Yang Feng go to the Vatican to cause trouble, and with Yang Feng's violent temper, it was impossible to be obedient. Then this tyrant from the East could teach the Vatican a lesson, so he could watch the fun happily. Since Yang Feng didn't mind meeting his request, Yang Wang was going to cause trouble anyway, and the two of them had a tacit understanding on this point.

The landing team began to land.

Of course, Yang Feng's fleet could not have only those battleships. There are more than fifty merchant ships loaded with various cargo and a brigade of soldiers behind him!

Because Huaiyuan County is surrounded by forests, the wood can be said to be almost inexhaustible. In the past few years, a large amount of wood was stored. Now the speed of the shipyards there is almost able to catch up with the Dutch of the Age of Discovery. In just a few years, more than 100 merchant ships were driven from there. For this voyage to the West, Yang Feng gathered nearly half of the merchant ships. He just showed off to show off, and of course it was impossible not to carry the Marines.

Now they can't get this wealth.

This is an economic strangle.

Pepper was a real hard currency that was more popular than gold and silver at this time. Yang Feng quickly completed the landing with the peppers picked from the trees by the slaves of the Annan Group.

Then a brigade of Anxi soldiers guarded His Royal Highness's carriage and began to march towards Rome. They had just walked four miles away, and another cavalry that had been arranged on the opposite side could not wait to launch an attack. It was obvious that these cavalry believed that without the protection of warships, these simple-equipped infantry could not fight against them at all. So the galloping horses were running on the horse's horse with spears and dense formations, and stepped forward with the sound of horse hooves shaking. Unfortunately, they knew they were wrong before the distance between the two sides had been closer...

Accompanied by the commander's roar, a cannon and mortar cannon in front of the Anxi Army formation roared at the same time, and the solid bullets and flowering bullets instantly shattered the knights' era.

In the splash of flesh and blood from the impact of the solid bomb, in the loud bang of the flowering bomb, and even as the rockets roared by the rockets, the knights riding strong war horses and wearing chain armor were confused, allowing the horses under their crotch to turn around and escape, and then let the explosion light tear their bodies to pieces, none of them could even rush into the distance between the Anxi infantry and the fire. Almost after the first round of the cannons and rockets of the Anxi Army, this heavy cavalry of about 200 people was left behind and collapsed. Similarly, the more than a thousand infantry arranged behind them also collapsed. It can be said that this cannot be called a battle, because the first time they encountered such an enemy, the knights who fought to defend the Vatican perfectly performed what it means to collapse at a touch.

Then the Anxi Army continued to advance.

However, the Roman soldiers were still very brave. Despite encountering enemies beyond their understanding, under the instigation of the priests, they still erected wooden fences on the roads along the Tiber River, and arranged horse-rejected shields and a large number of archers, ready to take defensive battles to defeat the invaders.

But this was still useless, because as soon as the Anxi Army cannons replaced with shotgun fired, the archers fled without any suspense.

Their wooden shields can't stop this.

Seeing that the archers were useless in defense, after understanding that these invaders could witchcraft, the Vatican finally sent their ultimate power. They mobilized a large number of monks, one by one, blocked the Anxi Army and recited scriptures in unison, and kept sprinkling holy water in their arms. As for their results, of course, there was no suspense. The Anxi Army infantry lined up forward and roamed the guns without hesitation, and then these monks had achieved merit.

"It's so boring, why don't they know anything about themselves!"

His Royal Highness, the Roman princess, shook her little fan and surrounded the common people who transported supplies for the Anxi Army, and said with dissatisfaction.

Suddenly there was a scream around her.

Everyone looked up and looked up at their heads with horror.

"This person who is unscrupulous will not take me with you!"

His Royal Highness looked at the plane passing by above his head and closed the fan hatefully.
Chapter completed!