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When the Turkish fleet was reorganizing its formation, the burning ships were dispersed by the current, and many of them were burning with vigorous flames, and even exploded from time to time.

However, even so, there were a few people on the ship who were moving, and incredibly still alive in the flames and explosions. They were the lowest-ranking paddling slaves in Turkey. If the Turks were "cattle and sheep" or "herds", then these paddling slaves were undoubtedly nothing. Whether on merchant ships or warships, these paddling white slaves were not worth a fortune, and no one cared about their life and death. After all, those slaves, especially Slavic slaves, were indeed not worth a fortune. At the cheapest time, there was even an ordinary horse that could be exchanged for three Slavic slaves.

It is precisely because these slaves are extremely cheap that no one cares about their life or death. Even when the sailboats were burning, no one thought about letting them out of the bottom cabin. The Turkish sailors on the boat jumped into the ship to escape. No one thought about the slaves at the bottom cabin, whether they were alive or dead, and no one cares about them.

It was not until the explosion exploded the hatch that the paddling slaves who were not as good as the animals had the opportunity to climb through the dilapidated cabin and jump from the blazing warship into the rolling sea.

Until this time, they have the opportunity to be free.

At least half of the destroyed ships were paddling boats. As the cabins burned, as many slaves were burned to death, more slaves escaped from the bottom of the bilge, jumped into the sea, and then walked towards the shore that was close to the close.

On the battlefield, almost no one noticed these slaves. In fact, no one noticed them. Even the sailors who finally retreated from the battlefield did not notice the paddling slaves. After all, there were so many people falling into the water, who would have noticed them?

However, it was not only those slaves who fell into the water. Among the people who fell into the water, there were not only paddling slaves, but also Turks, and of course there were also Ming sailors. When Li Sankuan just turned his hull and wanted to withdraw from the battlefield, he felt that something suddenly pushed forward on his stern.

As a column of water rose from the sea, it seemed like a huge hand was lifting the boat at the bottom of the boat. They couldn't even react. The boat under him suddenly turned over and almost threw them and the people and the boat into the sea.

After the sailors on the boat were poured into the sea, they were a little confused and began to swim around the boat. Only then did they see that the stern of the boat was blown to pieces at some point.

They took off the scattered oars or driftwood from the water, held them, and then observed the surroundings and found a large Turkish ship coming towards them. When they saw that there seemed to be Turks holding guns on the ship, Li Sankuan shouted.

"Hurry, swim to the shore."

So they swam desperately towards the shore. There were many people swimming up the shore, and thousands of people fell into the water. In the sea, everyone worked hard to survive.

In the sea, there were no Turks, no paddling slaves, no Chinese, only a group of guys who wanted to survive. At this time, the war seemed to have said goodbye to them.

The only thing that makes them glad is that it is not far from the shore.

Finally, I don’t know how long I have been swimming, but when Li Sankuan swam to the shore, he was exhausted and could not even raise his arms.

"Those people seem to be Chinese!"

Nikola, who had just swam ashore, immediately called out to his friends around him.

"Quickly, save them."

Why save the Chinese?

Because they beat the Turks!

This is enough.

Like everyone else, Li Sankuan was dragged from the sea. After all, their physical strength had been overdrawn after a long period of paddling. The person who saved him was actually a Turk.

He couldn't tell what the Slavs were or what the Turks were.

Li Sankuan, who was dripping with water all over his body, instinctively wanted to touch his waist, but the gun had long since sank to where it had sunk.

Nikola and the others seemed to see his movements. They stared at these Chinese people. They couldn't communicate with each other and could only reach out and gesture.

At the same time, several other brothers also surrounded Li Sankuan.

The scene in front of them immediately made them nervous. There were at least twenty or thirty people.

"Damn it, we've dropped into the wolf's den!"

The brothers who came up were like Li Sankuan's, and their whole body was soaked. At most, they only had a small dagger on their body, or they were just a pulp, wooden boards, etc., which seemed to be not enough to see at all.

"It's over, we're going to be captured!"

In the battlefield, this kind of siege is really too common, and it is no big deal.

At this moment, not far away, someone shouted loudly, that were the Turks who were swimming ashore, and they were also naked. There were not many Turks who were swimming ashore, not because they could not water, but because in addition to gunners, most of the Turkish sailors on the ship were wearing armor, which was to prepare for the battle of the boarding. Until now, the Turks have not given up on the boarding tactics. When they hurried to the sea, the heavy armor became a deadly thing. They sank directly to the bottom of the sea like iron blocks, and they didn't even struggle. There were only a few gunners or sailors who fled ashore, and there were many sailors who were rescued directly on the boat, and only a small number of those who fled to the shore.

But even if it is only a small part, it is still a lot of people and powerful people!

"Captain, what should I do?"

Just when Li Sankuan wanted to bend down to use a stone as a weapon, the glance in front of him made him stunned. He saw that the big Turk actually slapped the Turk directly with a wooden board.

Why did they fight each other?

This group of Turks was obviously a large group of people, but in just a moment, they used wooden boards, stones and other groups to send another group of Turks to hell. When they were fighting, Li Sankuan noticed that this large group of "Turks" seemed to be different from those Turks. All of these Turks were covered with scars, mostly of scars whipped by whips.

"Who are they?"

While doubting, Li Sankuan heard someone say to him in English.
Chapter completed!