Their arrows did far more execution here than they had done among the armour clad soldiers of the state.

The captain fell dead with an arrow which struck him full in the throat, and ten or twelve of the sailors fell on the deck beside him.
"Pour in one volley," Francis shouted; "then throw down your bows, and take to your axes and follow me." The instant the vessel was lashed, Francis sprang on to the deck of the galley.

Matteo was by his side, Giuseppi just behind, and the whole crew followed.

Climbing first upon the poop, they fell upon the archers, who, after a short struggle, were cut down; then, descending again to the waist of the galley, they leaped on to the deck of Pisani's ship, and fell upon the rear of the Genoese.
These were taken completely by surprise.

Absorbed in the struggle in which they were engaged, they had noticed neither the approach of the Bonito, nor the struggle on board their own galley, and supposed that another of the Venetian warships had come up to the assistance of their admiral.
Taken then by surprise, and finding themselves thus between two bands of foes, they fought irresolutely, and the crew of the Bonito, with their heavy axes, cut down numbers of them, and fighting their way through the mass, joined the diminished force of Pisani.
The admiral shouted the battle cry of "Saint Mark!" His followers, who had begun to give way to despair, rallied at the arrival of this unlooked-for reinforcement, and the whole fell upon the Genoese with fury.