When the water bandits got within four or five meters of the boat, they stopped rowing, relying on inertia to glide forward. Someone had already taken out grappling hooks and ropes to throw onto the ship's side, intending to climb aboard along the ropes.
Some of the water bandits, with knives clenched in their teeth, dived straight into the water.
An experienced boatman immediately shouted, "Not good! They want to breach the ship! Light the lamps quickly!"
At this moment, the sun had already set in the west, and this section of the gorge was shrouded in dusk. Only vague silhouettes could be seen on the river's surface, let alone anything underwater.
The people on the boat behind hurriedly lit the lamps and torches, casting a red glow over the half of the river.
Wang Yongzhu took a step back, instructing, "Leave the ones underwater to me, no need to worry!"
As she spoke, she began calling out in her mind, "Chen Xing——"
