Ruan Anming's men on the ship, five or six in a row, were all slain and sunk into the sea.
Stepping on the deck, Xue Ba swayed, his garments soaked with blood, looking as though killing a few more would be no issue at all. He lifted his head to glance across the way, at the deck crowded with sailors whose faces were numb with shock.
Another of Zhang He's Black Flag pirates boarded the ship, his face framed by tawny beard, nearly six feet three inches tall, broad and solid enough to stuff Xue Ba inside him whole.
Xue Ba's face was covered in sweat, with several large tears in his clothing.
The bearded man gritted his teeth and stamped fiercely on the deck!
The raft was slick with blood not yet dried, Xue Ba slipped and was about to fall on the ship.
The bearded pirate rushed forward, brandishing his blade at Xue Ba's stomach.
In desperation, Xue Ba let go of his sword handle and reached out to grab the bearded man's blade. Incredibly, he caught it!
