"Columbus leader? Commander?!…"
The giant white sail cast a white shadow, blocking out the sunlight in the sky. In the shadow, second captain De La Cosa paused in his steps and quietly nudged the lying Columbus. The other party did not move, just desperately looking at the sky, constantly shedding tears. He waited cautiously for a while, then backed away two steps, and turned to look at the remaining eighteen sailors around him, especially glancing at the lowered head of navigator Pedro.
Around Columbus, sailors gathered in twos and threes, all coincidentally stopping. The sailing ship sped down the sea, quickly entering the deep waters, and they didn't need to constantly adjust the sails or the helm. Moreover, given the current situation… the boatswain fell into the water after being shot by an arrow, the commander was paralyzed by the arrow, and among the remaining people aboard, second captain De La Cosa suddenly became the biggest…
