On August 8, 329, the Song Dynasty, seven thousand men sent by Sanfoqi, the territory of the Song Dynasty, arrived in Sinhala. The fleet was also accompanied by ships heading to Eastern Rome. This small fleet, which was temporarily incorporated into the large fleet, was loaded with personnel and supplies, and was temporarily under the command of the army. When the task was completed, the fleet would fill the tea at Colombo Port and head north to enter the Mediterranean through the canal.

The messenger on the boat came to Sinhala for the first time and was bored on the boat, so he got off the boat and went to see it. Outside the nearby palace, he saw a laborer untied the executed locals on the gallows and piled them onto the firewood rack. When the bodies were piled high enough, the local laborer lit the firewood rack with a fire, and then clasped his hands with the local monks to recite the scriptures.

The flames rose, and the heat forced the messenger to retreat. Looking at the fire, the messenger felt that the corpse surrounded by the flames seemed to twist in the flames. But when he looked closely, the corpse seemed to be moving steadily. After a while, he saw that the corpse was really moving with strange movements. It was not that the corpse was moved by burning pain, but that the corpse was burned and began to deform.

The messenger could no longer watch, so he turned his head and walked back. When he turned the gallows like a forest, he felt his heart beating a little panicked. He rushed back to the boat, and the messenger never dared to get off the boat again.

Fortunately, the fleet was very efficient and the materials were loaded and unloaded. The ships sailed across the canal and entered the Mediterranean Sea on August 21. There was no legendary large-scale Mongolian cavalry in the canal area, which relieved the messenger's disgust with war. The messenger did not know at this time that the legendary Mongolian army was fighting hard from Egypt to Tunisia.

The end of the eighth month of the Song Dynasty was the beginning of the tenth month of the Western calendar. The weather was still hot enough at this time. Under the bright sunshine, the Hui Hui cannons of the Outer Mongolians in Tunisia cast a thick shadow on the ground. When two or three hundred kilograms of stones flew out, a moving black shadow would appear on the ground. The shadow of the black shadow on the city wall quickly became clear, and the huge rocks then smashed heavily on the city wall.

Some of the Tunisian city walls were mottled and old, while some looked relatively new. The new city wall began to collapse after only two or three stone bullets were applied. The stone bullets fired by the Hui gun hit the old city wall and then shattered in the collision. The stones that built the city wall also broke a little bit, and the old city wall itself could still maintain the shape of the city wall.

Marshal Boyan saw the pitcher of Huihui cannon in the telescope and began to throw stone bombs at the new city wall. As soon as he put down the telescope, he heard Tiemuir next to him say: "The old city wall looks so old, but it is very strong."

Tiemur is the third son of Zhenjin. Although Zhenjin died, Kublai Khan not only did not deprive the prince of Zhenjin, but also began to cultivate the sons of Zhenjin. Tiemur, of the three sons, was sent to Boyan to participate in the military operation to capture the Roman Catholic Church.

Even though Timur's identity is so special, Marshal Boyan still did not deliberately flatter him. Even in front of Kublai Khan, Marshal Boyan was always calm and composed. Another reason for not answering is that Marshal Boyan knew the cultural level of the Borjijin family. Hao Ren in this family might know that the Romans were once the overlords of the Mediterranean, and the old walls of Tunisia were built by the Romans. Those new walls may have been built by the Arabs when they expanded the Tunisia city. As for other members of the Borjijin family, Boyan did not have any fantasies about their cultural level.

After the shootingman of the Huihui Cannon had a target, the earth core of the new city wall with a collapsed shell was completely destroyed by one or two stone bullets. The flying earth, stone dust fell, and you could see that the city wall that could have blocked the enemy had become a gap that could barely crawl through.

The Mongolians did not immediately attack these gaps. As soon as their array opened, a group of local Berber men, women, young and old were driven toward those gaps. These Berbers were obviously very afraid of the battlefield and walked slowly at first. The Mongolian cavalry was very dissatisfied with this speed and set off an arrow to shoot the people. When the arrows passed through the Berbers' necks, faces, or inserted into their heads, leaving only a long tail outside. The victim made a tragic cry, and the men, women, young and old who were not attacked, immediately ran towards the gap driven by death.

It was the first time that Timur saw the legendary driving people siege. He raised his telescope and looked with relish. Seeing the defenders on the top of Tunisian city begin to shoot and kill the people approaching with long-range weapons, Timur couldn't help but say "Oh".

Boyan watched without saying a word. If he had watched this siege battle once, it would be the end of the prey. Based on the experience of the Mongolian army, the defenders would always resist like this when facing the first wave of people. The test of the defenders was the second and third waves. Do the defenders at the top of the city really have the determination to defend the city no matter what?

The Grand Marshal Boyan outside the city was using his rich experience to judge things. The defenders who had never seen such a situation in the city were under tremendous pressure. The Berbers approached the city wall and called on the army at the top of the city with their familiar local accents, asking the defenders to let them enter the city. Many soldiers naturally lowered their weapons until the commander beat and scolded them and asked them to disperse those who were close to the city wall with bows and arrows and torsional crossbows.

On such a battlefield, the officials were quite sober. No one could guarantee that there were no spies among the people who were mixed with Mongolians. Even if there were no spies, just so many people rushing into the city, it would cause chaos in the city.

The commanders' wishful thinking was to use long-range weapons to disperse the people, and in fact, the same was true. The people who were hit by the defenders in the city screamed and ran back. The Mongolian army following behind continued to shoot the people with their longbows mercilessly. The arrows of the longbow were not comparable to those of the original bow. The bow strings sounded, and the long feathered arrows shot directly through the people's bodies. Some archers with strong enough power could even shoot through one person before piercing into the bodies of the people behind.

Compared with the ferocity of the Mongolian longbowmen, the people instinctively felt that the attacks of the defenders at the top of the city might be even gentler, so they turned their heads and ran back towards the gap in the city wall. The commander on the city had no choice but to let the soldiers continue to attack, and the people under the city were injured and killed in an instant. Driven by the back and forth between the defenders at the top of the city and the Mongolian troops under the city, the people were soon killed and injured.

The commander at the city was relieved, but when the Mongolian army opened, a new people were driven out and advanced towards the gap where there were casualties everywhere. Soldiers had already begun to sneak away. In addition to the few people who were as sane as a person, the commanders of the defenders also felt weak.

But at this time, in order to survive, people could only block the people outside the city. After a tug-of-war, the second wave of people was basically exhausted. The Mongolian army did not waste time, and the third wave of people was driven out of the military formation and continued to be thrown into the battlefield.

"Master, what's the point of doing this?" Tiemur, who had seen enough good shows, asked in confusion.

"If you are a person, you will be exhausted. If you kill so many people, the people on the city wall are not strong enough and the intention to kill is not enough."

After hearing this, Timur touched his chin and said, "All one move will fade, and then it will fade, and three times it will be exhausted?"

Boyan couldn't help but look at Timur. He didn't expect that the kids of Borjijin's family could say such things. Their educational level was higher than that of Boyan.

At this moment, the third wave of Berber people was driven to the city again. Just looking at the messy corpses under the city and the undead people were screaming bitterly, the third wave of legs was already weak. However, this time, no bows and arrows were shot at the top of the city, nor did they throw torque crossbows. The defenders could not kill them anymore, so they finally chose to let some people in.

Seeing that he finally got his life, people shouted in Arabic and rushed into the gap. The Mongolians also began to approach and tried to sneak in while the chaos. At this time, the defenders began to shoot with bows and arrows and crossbows, obviously hitting more than a dozen Mongolian troops. Under the tenacious resistance of the defenders, the Mongolian troops had to retreat.

在一片‘胡大最伟大’的赞颂声中,百姓们用极快的速度爬过缺口,逃进城里.守军们见到终于拯救了一批人,都忍不住心情放松.正在迎接同胞之时,好几名守军只觉得胸口剧痛,低头一看,却见自己的胸口突然冒出一截染着血的刀尖.在视野陷入黑暗时,守军好像听到了埃及口音.这让他们很是不解,与柏柏尔人经常打仗的埃及人怎么跑到这里来了呢.他们不是在和蒙古人打仗么?

The Egyptians who were mixed with the Berber prisoners had already risen up and attacked the defenders next to them with short swords hidden on their bodies, and then seized the defenders' weapons against the defenders' army. The Mongolian army, which had retreated for a while, rushed towards the gap where they succeeded. They jumped off their horses at the gap and rushed to the top of the city with muskets on their backs.

After the Mongolian army's busy operation, the thousand-year-old ancient city of Tunisia finally ushered in the first musket sound in its history. More and more Mongolian troops came to the top of the city, and the musket sound became increasingly dense. When the two-pound cannons joined the battlefield, the Berbers guarding the city were finally driven down from the top of the city.

Outside the city, Egyptians wearing new burkan followed behind the leader and lined up in long or short lines outside the city gate. The leaders stood neatly in front of their new Mongolian masters.

"When you kill into the city, half of all the spoils will belong to you. Kill it as much as you want, don't worry, the more you kill, the more rewards you give. Your relatives in your hometown will become nobles." The Mongolians said it readily and sincerely. The most useful thing for this new army cannon fodder is to make promises and fulfill them.

"Yes." The leaders who were completely shocked by the Mongolian massacre in Egypt responded loudly. The best way to not be killed by the Mongolians is to make the Mongolians feel that they are useful. The battlefield is undoubtedly a place to prove that they are useful.

The shouting inside the city gate finally weakened, and not long after, the city gate slowly opened from inside. The Mongolians shouted at the Egyptian New Army: "Kill in, no one will leave you!"

Hearing the master's order, the Egyptian leaders responded like a wolf howling and rushed into the city through the gate.

General Boyan calmly watched a group of troops attacking Tunisia in the rear. This felt very familiar. When Mongolia went south to destroy Song, the number of Mongolian troops was actually very small. Nearly 90% of the Mongolian troops who went south to destroy Song were the northern Han army. With the Han army, they defeated the Southern Song army. With the True Gods in Egypt, they could of course destroy other True Gods countries.

"Master, this city is about to be conquered!" Tiemur said happily.

"Yeah." Boyan responded calmly.

"Will we eliminate the tribes of Tunisia next?" The upcoming victory made Timur very excited. He has been attacking the states in northern India in the past two years. The resistance of those countries was extremely tenacious, so the Mongolian army made no progress. If such means could be used, the war might have been won long ago.

Boyan shook his head, "No. Tunisia is just a sea fulcrum for us to attack Italy. When we capture the Holy See, it will not be too late to turn around and clean up other places."

In the central part of the Mediterranean, the Italian Peninsula, which is shaped like a boot, penetrates from north to south. Not far southwest of the tip of the boot, a piece of land bulges north to the south of the Mediterranean. The apex of this land is Tunisia. It is also the closest place to Italy to the southern coast of the Mediterranean. In the books that Magistrate Bernard had read, the land where he now lives had a resounding name, called "Cartage". Thousands of years ago, the Punic War broke out with Rome. In the end, the Roman army from Italy in the north destroyed Carthage.

"Master, can these Egyptians defeat the Italian army?" Timur asked.

Boyan couldn't help but turn his head to look at Timur again. From Boyan's perspective, Timur's knowledge is not complete, but it is already good for such a 24-year-old young man. This sentence just now proves that Timur is considering using the new affiliated army.

"The fastest way this time is not to go by land, but to go by sea." After Magistrate Boyan said that, he waved his hand, and the servant took the map and expanded it with great tactfulness, and then pointed his fingers from above, "From Tunisia to Palamo, and from Palamo to near Rome."

Timur looked at the map he had seen and again determined that in Italy, the boot-shaped land, Palamo was in the north of Sicily and Rome was on the west coast of the Italian Peninsula. Although the Roman city where the Holy See was not near the sea, it was very close to the sea. After careful consideration, I felt that what Marshal Boyan said made sense.

"Master, let's mobilize all our troops and capture the people from the Roman Catholic Church?" Timur asked tentatively.

"Of course not. But the matter is prioritized. First, I captured the Holy See, and then completely seized Tunisia and Italy. The Khan ordered me to capture the Holy See, but I did not order me to seize Tunisia and Italy. Of course, you have to do these two places."
Chapter completed!