Dufresne started getting nervous the moment he saw the black shadow.
"What should we do? Are we going to attack them?"
"How many sober cannoneers do we have?"
Zhang Heng and Anne were probably the only ones that could remain calm in a critical situation like this. They displayed uncanny fearlessness even as the fleet of battleships charged towards the island furiously.
"Four. I was a cannoneer last time. I can take up the position if you need me…"
"It's pointless to fight with them with sticks and stones. Release the mainsail. Let's get to them before they get into formation."
"They have seven battleships! How are we going to fight?"