12th July 1574
When four more rifles joined the fray from the main ship, the attackers clearly lost their wits to continue rushing forward like idiots. Yet just a single look at their moves betrayed that while they had some kind of power backing them, they were clearly not real soldiers!
At least, not all of them. Maybe it was their survival instinct or just a bit of luck, but some of the aggressors found out the one simple problem that separated our two situations right now.
With the engine of the ship stalled, it would take a while for it to start running again. Yet to set it up, someone had to go to the lower deck of the ship! And in the heat of the current battle, especially when the enemies learned that they could inflict far more damage by hiding behind the treeline and only showing up whenever someone was trying to move on the deck, there was no way I would even attempt forcing my people to risk their lives pointlessly like that!
Sorry for late chapter, was tired as heck.
PS: For those wondering why only one chapter today, kindly go to chapter 85 and read it's comments. I do honestly believe that it will clarify how I suddenly lost nearly my entire motivation to write anything at all, especially with the prospects of moving out on my own in about a month.