Along the way, although Motorola did not figure out how to drive a tank, he did understand how to load and fire.
The cost was that two of the five tanks were destroyed, over a hundred of his men were killed, and over a hundred and thirty shells were lost.
However, there were also gains. The three Byzantine cities of Fustat, Jerusalem, and Damascus were breached with tanks.
Skillfully opening the hatch of the tank, Motorola pulled the beautiful queen in by the hand, and also called two subordinates to join them.
Opening the breech of the artillery, the thick and heavy shells were drawn out by two subordinates from the honeycomb-like magazine and inserted into the cannon. After watching them complete these tasks, Motorola climbed out again, placing his head against the barrel of the cannon, and looked at the camel cavalry along the barrel wall.
Perfect!
As expected, with such a large cluster of targets, this Tsar could aim at them with a wave of his hand.
Let you taste the 125.
Gevorgian’s face stiffened. He had only spoken casually, and never expected this task to fall upon him.
He froze for a moment, unsure of how to proceed.
Seeing that he was treating his command as if it were nothing, Belous II instantly became enraged.
What, my dear General Gevorgian, do you not listen to my commands now?
No, no, no, Your Majesty, you misunderstand!
Gevorgian explained with a pale face, while pressing down on Belous II’s hand gripping the hilt of his sword.
This fellow before him, who had just rebelled and seized the throne, still had the blood of Ardashir III on his sword!
Belous II’s anger turned to pleasure. He grasped Gevorgian’s wrist with his right hand, and gently stroked the back of his hand with his left, smiling.
Since it is a misunderstanding, then trouble you to make this trip. If any accidents occur, I will treat your wife and daughters well.
Gevorgian wished he could slap himself a few times. Even if the enemy attacked, what business was it of his? At worst, he could just pack up and run away.
The throne wasn't his anyway, and the money he had embezzled over the years was more than enough to live comfortably for several generations in the mysterious East!
At this moment, Radu Zmejul finally rallied a portion of his camel cavalry, broke through the chaos, and charged directly at Motorola.
See that dark green box, the Hellfire is coming from there!
As long as you don't let that round stick point at you, the Hellfire can't do anything to you!
He had made this statement casually, to stabilize his men’s morale, but it happened to hit Motorola’s weakness!
In his hands, the tank could only adjust the cannon's position by being put away and then brought out through the system. This guy had no idea how to use the originally flexible turret!