On the beach, after two rounds of javelins were projected, hundreds of John's soldiers were killed, and more than a hundred people were seriously injured and lost their combat ability. In addition, countless others were slightly injured like John.

The slave rebels crossed the bodies of their own and enemy and fought with John's people. A centurion beside John shouted loudly: "John, we can't stand it anymore! We must use Greek fire to repel the enemy."

John turned his head and looked at the sea and gritted his teeth and said, "No, we have not many Greeks with us. They still have to keep them for burning bridges! They are coming from the sea!"

It turned out that just as the rebel soldiers launched an attack on the beach, the rebels on the other side of the strait began to build pontoon bridges again. This time they were well prepared and built sufficient components in advance instead of laying one component. Therefore, the speed of laying the pontoon bridge this time was extremely fast. The entire pontoon bridge had been paved by three quarters of its length.

The pontoon bridge does not need to be completely paved at this time. Just lay dozens of battles forward, and the rebel soldiers on the other side can rush across the pontoon bridge in large numbers and then wade on the water to the shore.

As soon as John finished speaking, two more rebel soldiers came to him from left to right. He endured the huge pain of his left hand hurting his arm and stabbed the dagger into the chest of the rebel soldier on the right, but it was definitely too late to pull out the dagger and stab the other enemy soldier. His wounded left arm could not stand up with the large shield with three javelins. When the spear hole in the opponent's hand was about to pierce into his chest, he heard a muffled sound. The head of the enemy soldier on the left was shot through by a long bow and heavy arrow, and fell straight to the ground. The longbower on the high ground barely saved his life.

John shouted to the soldiers behind him, "Rocket the arrow! It's time for the cavalry to attack!" Another arrow with a trail drilled into the air. After a while, a sound of summer thunder sounded in the valley on one side of the beach. More than a hundred war cavalry rushed out, and then they lined up to sweep towards the rebels' formation.

Although these slave rebels rely on their high fighting spirit to suppress John's defense line, their own casualties were also huge in front of the solid defense line. After all, their troops did not have an absolute advantage, and this casualty also quickly exhausted their military strength.

In this case, they were hit by the sudden and rapid attack from the other cavalry, and it was natural that they would collapse all over the line. The surging cavalry squeezed the rebel soldiers like a tide, and then stepped past them, and the cavalry spears that pierced out from time to time pierced the bodies of one rebel soldiers after another.

In a moment, the rebels on the left wing were defeated first, and then before the cavalry rushed to the right, the rebels on the right had already collapsed on their own. John had no time to care about the defeated enemy soldiers and shouted loudly: "Hurry, do your best to stop the enemy from building the floating bridge."

His soldiers hurriedly found their own individual crossbow cannons, and filled the last few crossbow guns on their bodies into the magazine. Then, they did not care about the formation and rushed to the edge of the beach, rushed into the knee-deep water, and fired densely on the pontoon bridge.

This time, the enemy obviously learned the lesson last time and prepared a shield made of thick wooden boards. These shields were blocked at the front of the pontoon bridge, covering the rebel soldiers who were operating later without showing any flaws. With the sound of tinging dong dong, the shield was full of crossbow guns, but it failed to stop the pontoon bridge from continuing to extend to the coast of the Apennines.

John shouted again: "Save crossbow guns and arrows, scatter to both sides, and shoot when they get closer! Everyone in my 100-man team follows me and prepare to rush directly to the floating bridge!"

The soldiers then wade and move to both sides at his command, trying to bypass the cover of the other party's shield. However, John himself had to fight to the death and rushed directly to the pontoon bridge without killing the other party a lot.

At this moment, John heard the shouts of soldiers on both sides: "A ship is here! A ship is here!" John glanced left and right, and suddenly became desperate. Nearly ten large and small ships appeared on both sides of the pontoon bridge. Those ships were mixed, of all kinds, and they were obviously not warships of our own or friendly forces. Although there were also ships transformed from fishing boats and merchant ships in the Ganning fleet, they were all painted in uniform and sails with a unified eagle pattern. But these ships were not like this, so they must have been the enemy ships that they discovered earlier that they were smuggling enemy soldiers across the sea.

The crossbow guns of John's soldiers were almost exhausted, the Greek fire was almost used up, and the officers and soldiers were almost exhausted. The other party used shields to cover them again, and now the ships came to help with the battle. John knew that there was no chance of winning in this situation.

His face appeared with despair and shouted, "Brothers, today we will leave our lives here and we will complete the military order." However, now only he is still full of fighting spirit, and the rest of the soldiers are obviously showing timidity, hesitating to go forward. Some even begin to step back with small steps.

Just in the critical moment, John heard a muffled sound of roar, followed by several consecutive splashes of water. He saw with his own eyes the hull of an enemy ship was pushed hard by a giant, almost overturned and then shaking violently. Water columns several feet high rose up on the water surface.

He looked into the distance again and was immediately overjoyed. The Ganning fleet of our side finally arrived at the battlefield at this critical moment. John understood that there was no need for his subordinates to make unnecessary sacrifices at all, so he repeatedly ordered: "Our fleet is here! Come quickly, retreat to the shore. There is no need to fight again, and the pontoon bridge will be handed over to our navy!"

On the water surface on both sides of the pontoon bridge, ships from both sides fought fiercely. Feng Yujun's semi-submersible ships floated out one after another and set up crossbows on the deck. Their galloping warships rushed around, smashing the mixed enemy ships into pieces like tigers entering a flock of sheep.

The rebel ships were incomparable to Ganning's fleet in terms of quantity and quality, so the water battle lasted only less than an hour, and the rebel ships were sunk and destroyed most. Ganning on the flagship ordered a small number of ships to chase, but the rest of the warships concentrated all their firepower on the pontoon bridge.

The fireball dragged the tail smoke across the strait and ran towards the floating bridge. Most of them fell into the sea, fog and water splashes, but a small part fell on the wooden boards of the floating bridge, raising a cluster of flames. The enemy soldiers on the floating bridge retreated to the shore like a tide. The flames on the bridge became more and more, and finally gathered into a piece, and the entire floating bridge burned into a sea of ​​fire. A few hours later, when the flames were extinguished, there was only a fragmented black wreckage left on the water surface, scattering under the action of wind and waves...
Chapter completed!