Tony, who was shooting, looked closely, and sure enough, the body that had been pushed out by force was the Dutchman Maude, and he saw him lying on the ground, red and white liquid flowing out of the small hole in his forehead.

"I thought it was the enemy!" Tony cried out, killing a Dutchman, and for whatever reason awaited him only one death, and he threw down his musket in agony, and the man was about to collapse.

"It's not your fault, it's all the cunning enemy." The third Javanese hurriedly reassured him that there were not many of them, and that the situation would be even more dangerous if he collapsed.

"Yes, I don't blame you. We will intercede for you from the Dutch lord of the Shark, and they will forgive you. Ossiri also reacted and hurriedly comforted him.

"Really?" Tony asked expectantly, lifting his tearful face.

"Of course it's true. Grab your guns, the enemy is coming up again. Osiri urged.

Tony hurriedly picked up the gun, the muzzle of which hung low and no longer dared to point it at the hatch.

Another person was pushed out of the hatch, and no one fired a shot. Sure enough, it was the Dutch lord who was pushed out, this time it was Sergeant Shabila.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot!" Looking at the muzzle of the gun pointed at him, looking at his accomplice Maud who fell in front of him, Shabila screamed in fear.

"Order them to put down their muskets!" Mao 18 hid behind Shabila, grabbed Shabila's arm tied behind her back with one hand, and poked Shabila's back with a knife with the other.

Shabila couldn't understand Mao Eighteen's words, but the pain in his back made him understand Mao Eighteen's meaning. But he also knew that if the men on the other side put down their guns, there would be no possibility for him to escape.

While several Javanese hesitated, another person was pushed out of the hole, this time a captured Javanese.

With a "bang", Osiri's gun went off, and the Javanese man on the opposite side was shot in the chest.

"He's our man!" Another Javanese said angrily.

"I know," Osiri said lightly, loading his ammunition, "as long as it's not the Dutch lord, if we let them all go to the deck like this, we won't be able to hold it." ”

"But, but he's one of us!" The Javanese man muttered that he knew Osiri had a point, but he couldn't accept that he had killed his own people.

"Grass, kill your own people!" Cao Changjiang hurriedly retreated from the hatch, there were no hostages in his hands, and if he rushed up again, he could only be a live target for the other party!

What to do? Ren Siqi thought quickly.

"Brother Eighteen, how many enemies are there above?" Ren Siqi shouted outside.

"Four people, three guns!" Mao 18 carefully hid behind Shabila and looked over Shabila's shoulder to see the other party's situation.

There are only three guns on it, and then push a Javanese captive up to shoot at the other side, and then rush over, the opponent is very slow to reload, and at most two people on his side can kill in front of them! The Dutch aboard the Shark must have noticed the change and had to rush to the deck before they could come to their aid, so that they could escape safely to the island with the hostages. In an instant, Ren Siqi made up his mind.

"Let's rush hard, I'll take the lead." Ren Siqi said to Cao Changjiang.

"How can you make your head! Or I'm on. Cao Changjiang pulled another Javanese captive and forced him to walk up the wooden ladder with a knife.

"You all keep up, live or die, and make sure to rush to the deck." Cao Changjiang ordered Chen Sheng, Jin Yufei and others. Among the Chinese from Luzon, Cao Changjiang was very prestigious, and this group of men from Luzon agreed one after another.

"I'll go first." Ren Siqi said with a musket.

"Master Xiucai, if you are a nobleman, don't rob us, we are better at this kind of fighting than you." Jin Yufei persuaded Ren Siqi.

In the hearts of this group of men from Luzon, they were full of gratitude to Ren Siqi, and they would not have been able to leave Luzon without Ren Siqi, so when Ren Siqi asked them to stay in the cabin to ambush the Dutch, everyone agreed without hesitation.

Under Ren Siqi's strategy, they successfully ambushed the Dutch in the cabin, but they did not lose a single person. This made them extremely impressed by Ren Siqi's strategy, in their opinion, Ren Siqi was Kong Ming's kind of military advisor like a feather fan, how could he do this charging action?

"Be careful!" Ren Siqi didn't expect his prestige in the hearts of this group of people to rise sharply, but he reminded him later.

On deck, Anthony was nervous with a scimitar in his hand, and he could see the face of Mao XVIII, who was hiding behind the Dutchman Shabila. The person on the other side is a Ming person! It is a compatriot of the same blood as himself. Although he was born and raised on the island of Java, Anthony knew that he was not Javanese, but Chinese! As a child, my father often pointed to the far north and told him that his hometown was there, that his hometown was in a beautiful fishing village where his countless relatives were located.

Although Anthony never returned to his hometown, he imagined it many times in his dreams. After his home in Java was destroyed by the Dutch and Anthony became a slave, he stopped dreaming because he knew that it would never be possible to return to his homeland.

But today, when he saw Mao Eighteen opposite, and saw this compatriot with the same skin and face as himself, his heart beat violently, maybe he could become one of them, return to Daming with them, and return to his hometown that his father often talked about!

Anthony carried his scimitar and looked at the Javanese at his side, and saw that all three of them were nervously aiming their guns at the exit of the cabin, so he cautiously walked towards the nearest Osiri.

Ossiri was looking nervously at the other side, and the gun in his hand was aimed at Mao XVIII who was hiding behind Shabila, but Mao XVIII's caution made him unable to lock on, and at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he found Anthony leaning towards him, what did this coward want to do?

Before Ossiri could react, he saw a flash of cold light, a violent pain in his abdomen, and the strength in his body disappeared at once.

"You, you!" With blood in his mouth, Osiri turned to Anthony with difficulty, but the pain was so severe that he could not speak.

Anthony naturally didn't want to pay any more attention to him, drew his knife, and rushed towards the second Javanese.

The second Javanese heard the commotion, turned around in a hurry, and saw a flash of sword light coming towards him, and hurriedly crossed his spear to block it.

The knife in Anthony's hand was exactly on the butt, and instead of striking the hard butt, Anthony flipped his wrist, and the knife slashed down the butt to the Javanese man's right hand, cutting off all four of his fingers at once.

The Javanese threw their muskets in pain and wept bitterly over their right hand, which had a severed finger.