Ding~ Ding~ Ding~ Ding~
Aboard the "Jealousy", more and more sailors climbed onto the ship. They were dressed in tight shorts, with daggers clenched in their teeth, carrying spears on their backs, stealthily boarding in wave after wave, immediately throwing the scene into chaos.
There were about two hundred of these men coming one after another. It was one thing for the Gaoli ghosts, but the ordinary people skilled in water that Cai Qian had pulled together had lost nearly half of their number amid such chaotic circumstances with cannons barraging and boats roiling. Moreover, although Cai Qian was wealthy and well-connected, his forces were well-armed to rival the Portuguese, but muskets could not be wet, and it was unlikely they could swim over wearing rattan armor, so these sailors only boarded with their blades. Facing this special Portuguese troop, their chances of survival were incredibly slim.
