"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
A fierce rain of arrows rose from the greatbows on both sides of the longboats, bringing a sharp death hum! The vicious bone arrows arrived in an instant, and the fifty-step distance was already accurate enough. The hunters on the small boats had just raised their short hunting bows when they let out a series of miserable cries, falling one by one to the incoming sharp arrows. These sharp bone arrows were of such forcefulness that even a slight hit would result in a penetrating severe wound!
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
The cries had not yet subsided when a second round of sharp arrows followed, injuring more than twenty warriors. After two rounds of arrow rain, the canoes of the Taino people gathered to face the battle scattered quickly like an injured school of fish. The warrior leader Zi Sun gritted his teeth, lying low on a small boat in the back, cursing angrily in surprise.
