Dong Liang could only see the chest of the foreign sailor in front of him.

At this time, the musket bayonet was like a steel drill, with no blood groove and insufficient lethality. It had to be aimed at the heart to achieve the best assassination effect.

Most of the guards were still confused. Not long ago, they were all honest farmers. Because they could not afford to rent the land from the landlords, they were deceived into Xiamen and became piglets.

They only had Dong Liang's orders in their minds, and they knew that only Mr. Dong could take them home.

Lin Yue stood on the left side of the queue, with a dozen people separated from Dong Liang.

When Dong Liang was queuing up just now, he had separated those who had better performance in lunging training.

It happens that one person is responsible for controlling the stability of the line with a gun on the ground, and the other person next to him is responsible for assassination.

Apart from watching the execution of the foreign captain Bryson, Lin Yue had never killed anyone.

At this time, the rifle bayonet in his hand plunged into the body of a white sailor.

This made him feel sick.

The hand holding the gun was shaking a little.

He tightened his grip on the gun because Dong Liang told them that if they were nervous, they should hold on to their weapons.

Because weapons are the soul of a warrior and the courage of a warrior.

"Ah..." screams came, and four foreign sailors were stabbed.

Three people in Dong Liang's queue were also killed by white sailors.

A Chinese worker's arm was almost chopped off, with only a bit of flesh still attached.

The most troublesome thing is that the rope connecting everyone was cut in the middle.

The line divided into two halves is no longer so stable.

Dong Liang took advantage of the panic before it spread and ordered another assassination.

And Kang Baye also came to kill from the side and chopped down two people one after another.

Banner was finally left alone, and almost all the dozen or so provocateurs who rebelled with him were killed.

"Then let's go to hell together." Banner was already furious. With his big beard all over his face, he looked like a Viking berserker.

People like him have a kind of paranoia in their bones.

Banner swung an ax at Kang Baye.

Then he turned around and ran to the sail rope on the side, and slashed at the sail rope with an axe.

It was a strong wind at this time, and the sail ropes were all stretched tight.

"No..." Richard shouted loudly.

If the sail rope is cut at this time, the ship may lose its balance and capsize.

Banner is going to die with everyone.

Banner swung his ax down and let out a final ferocious smile.

A bolt of lightning struck from the sky, and Banner's face was pale and covered with blood, like a ghost.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..." The sail ropes were like the tentacles of a monster, breaking away from their restraints and whipping around wildly.

Kang Baye was originally planning to step forward and kill Banner with a knife.

But his instinct for danger made him retreat quickly.

"Pa..." A sail rope was drawn on Banner's body, almost cutting him in half.

"Be careful..." Dong Liang pulled Ah Fu and Richard on the other side and rushed to the side.

His power was passed on to the two people around him, but he didn't fall down in time.

A boom from the sail swept towards him.

Dong Liang felt a violent impact on his back, and his soul was about to be beaten out of his body.

Immediately, he lost consciousness.

…

It was similar to the feeling he had when he died in his previous life.

Only this time it's not blank.

He dreamed that when he was young, he was guarding the border in the southwest and participating in the war to punish the Annan people.

Countless days and nights of suffering in Mao Erdong, those comrades who died in front of him.

He remembered that one of his arms had been blown off, but he felt no pain and only felt that his body had become lighter.

He recalled that after he changed his career, he used one arm to practice hard in the arsenal.

He remembered that he had taught himself knowledge and became a teacher in a technical school.

Those problem students who became social trendsetters because of his encouragement.

…

A ray of sunshine shone on Dong Liang's face.

He opened his eyes again. This time he was in a stone bungalow with a thatched roof.

Light shines in from outside the door.

"Uuuuuuu...Second uncle, are you finally awake?"

Seeing Dong Liang wake up, the black-faced strong man Ah Fu cried like a child.

This scene is the same as when Dong Liang woke up in the boat.

It was so dangerous last night.

Dong Liang relied on his own strength to pull down several people around him and avoid the impact of the crossbar.

He himself was knocked unconscious.

The "Boen" also lost its balance due to damage to the sail ropes and spun on the sea.

The first mate Richard was fine. He directed the remaining sailors to lower the entire mizzen sail with gestures and rows, and then the ship was able to be stabilized.

At this time, they had already deviated. Due to the confusion, no one recorded the route.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, making it impossible to determine the direction for a while.

Fortunately, Jiren had his own destiny, and the ship drifted to an island.

It just accidentally ran aground while sailing into the harbor.

Richard led people to use a small boat to send the Chinese workers on the ship to the shore.

…

Dong Liang felt it and found that he didn't seem to have any internal injuries.

He learned from Afu that his group of people had drifted to Yae Mountain in the Ryukyu Kingdom.

The house he lives in now was provided by the local government in Yaeyama.

Yaeyama is located in the southern part of the Ryukyu Kingdom and the eastern part of Taiwan Island.

Ships from the Qing Dynasty often drifted here due to storms.

The Ryukyu Kingdom has always upheld its duty as a vassal state and provided as much help as it could to these Chinese refugees.

It's just that Dong Liang and his group are a little strange. They are traveling on a foreign sailboat.

"Afu, don't cry. I can't die. Help me up."

"Second uncle, can you get up? Don't get hurt again?" Ah Fu looked fierce in front of others, but he only listened to Dong Liang's words.

"It's okay, I'm going to see the big guy."

After this storm, there were dozens of wounded people on the ship.

According to Ah Fu, there are now more than forty wounded including Dong Liang.

Kang Baye was leading people on the ship to guard the remaining dozen foreign sailors to repair the ship.

Banner cut the rigging and the mast was damaged, and the storm also damaged the rudder.

Now the ship is stranded and has not hit the rocks. The bottom of the ship is not damaged. As long as the tide comes, the ship still has a chance to sail out.

Dong Liang walked out of the house with Ah Fu's help.

His body seemed to have really been transformed by time travel. He looked thin, but very strong, and even such a collision was not serious.

As soon as he leaned out of the low door, Dong Liang saw the dense crowd.

It turned out that everyone was worried about Dong Liang and were waiting at the door.

"captain."

"Mr. Dong..."
To be continued...