A cup of hot sugarcane wine, three spoonfuls of sugar, drank it and made Guo Huaiyi's body shake less much.

"Handsome! Dutch! The Dutch are defeated! Major, it must belong to the Li family! ”

A fishing boat ran wildly in the south wind for several days and nights, and when it reached the sea of Xiamen in Kinmen, Guo Huaiyi and his men had reached the limit of their body, but fortunately they were found and rescued by the ships of the Zheng Jun's sailors patrolling the sentry.

"Say! What is the defeat of the Dutch?! Didn't you send a message saying that Dutch reinforcements had arrived from Batavia?! We want to prepare to send troops to Tamsui! Now that all the men and horses are ready, you are suing me that the Dutch are defeated?! ”

Zheng Zhihu, who had an impatient temperament, had fire in his eyes, if it weren't for Zheng Zhilong's presence, he would almost pull out his knife and behead Guo Huaiyi!

Looking at Guo Huaiyi's hands that were bloodied by the hard and rough ropes because of the sail and rudder, Zheng Zhilong poured Guo Huaiyi another glass of sugarcane wine, "Brother Guo, don't worry, you speak slowly." ”

Under Li Huamei's crazy and fanatical continuous guerrilla attacks, the morale of the naval division of the Nanzhong Army was so high that it almost exploded. "The eldest lady is fighting like this, those of us who are standing to pee, if we retreat, we will simply plunge into the urine bucket and choke to death!" The sailors attacked the Dutch like crazy, and the ten warships of the Dutch were sent to the bottom of the sea by the intensive artillery fire of the South and Central Army.

Seeing such a scene, Colonel Kaauwu on the Tulip had to sigh and order his subordinates to lower the mainsail, raise the white flag, and signal to the surrounding ships that could be contacted, "You can break through." Let's break through! If you can't break through, surrender! May God bless you all! ”

Thirty-two ships of the poor Dutchman, a large flotilla, were sunk by six gunboats, and most of the remaining twenty cargo ships were very obediently lowered their sails, waiting for the verdict of the victor. Only the two warships, which were serving as escorts in the rear of the cargo fleet, saw that the situation was not good, and led the three cargo ships to flee in a large circle in the direction of the city of Geranza when they had just opened fire.

Seeing that the five boats had fled far away, Li Huamei, who was happily beating. Scream. "Full sails, to the right! Pursuit! ”

Under her command, the Kirin rushed straight through the sea full of fireworks and people who had fallen into the water to call for help, and went straight to the few guys who were trying to escape.

But. Her movements are fast. There are faster ones than her!

Zhang Xiaohu, who plays the role of Li Huamei's guardian on the battlefield. Only then can I rush out of the oblique stabs, and chase straight after those few fish that have slipped through the net.

"This girl, there was a fight. Jungle your heart! On the bridge of the Victory, Shouhan held his binoculars and watched his baby daughter's sassy and heroic posture at sea, half disgusted, half happy.

"My lord! Can't let the eldest lady go on any more adventures! She didn't know what to do, and if she sank all the Dutch ships, there would be no one to report to the city of Geranza! ”

The reminder on the side made Shouhan wake up like a dream, "Damn it! This girl is too heavy! ”

"Herald! Catch up, sink or capture four, wound one, and send them to the city of Geranza to report their funeral! ”

The Victory, the Kirin, and the Three-Headed Tiger were much faster than the Dutch ships, and the two Dutch warships were in a hurry like lost dogs, panicking like fish that had slipped through the net, and were running all the way north along the south wind when they collided head-on with the Victory.

"Fire!"

With the gun deck on the left side of the ship facing the oncoming Dutch warship, the muzzles of dozens of guns up and down were aimed at the gunboat with the blue, white and red flags!

Five or six shells fell in the water to the left and right of the gunboat, splashing huge columns of water, and more than a dozen shells found their targets in various parts of the ship.

The mast and deck were full of traces of being poisoned by the artillery fire of the Nanzhong Army, and a shell actually flew into the gun deck along the gun window, and the gunners who were ready to fire on the gun position were beaten to the flesh and blood, and the small space was smeared with blood and the remnants of human organs.

However, even more severely, the powder keg behind the gun was ignited by an overturned brazier, causing an explosion that caused a chain reaction of adjacent artillery. In an instant, explosions continued on the gun deck on the side of the Dutch ship, and high columns of smoke rose from the fireworks.

A blocking battle, with the intention of several commanders to release water, ended quickly.

One warship was sunk, the other was very obediently lowered and raised the white flag, and among the three cargo ships, only one ship full of soldiers was consciously let go as a mourning crow, and the remaining two became trophies of the Nanzhong Army's naval division.

Guo Huaiyi reported to Zheng Zhilong what he saw that day, and his words couldn't help but bring out the fear of the Nanzhong Army's sailors.

However, what he didn't know was that after the war, the people of Ryukyu Island and Lantau Island did not dare to go out to sea to fish, and from time to time you can see sharks' dorsal fins like a small sail in the waters of this area, trying to find those delicacies. The fish and shrimp caught from the sea in this area are rejected by people in the market. If you have to defend the Han, you have to break a lot of money to give these people some compensation.

"Big brother, this is similar to what Shi Lang's kid said."

Zheng Zhibao whispered in Zhilong's ear.

"What's the matter, Shi Daxuan's son is back?"

"Yes! He planned to apply for the Nanzhong Army Naval Academy, and was taken by Li Shouhan to watch the whole process of this naval battle on Ryukyu Island. After the war, Li Shouhan agreed to let him enter the Sailor Academy, and ordered someone to send him back by boat to tell his father and you. ”

Zheng Zhilong snorted, where is this to show me the situation, this is obviously through Shi Lang's mouth, showing off his martial arts to me!

However, even so, the superficial work still has to be done sufficiently, and he has to order Zhibao to invite Shi Lang in, give him kind words of condolences, and ask about some of the situation of the Nanzhong Army from his mouth.

In the city of Geranza, because of the release of the water by the Southern Chinese Army, the scarred cargo ship landed outside the city of Geranza and entered the city.

The arrival of these reinforcements made Putmans and others cheer.

However, before the cheers could land, people realized that something was wrong.

Why is this one boat coming in? Ships are not gunboats. Just cargo ships. Moreover, the soldiers who came down from the ship were all frightened, their faces were black and white from the smoke of the gunfire, and there was even the unlucky bastard, whose limbs were pierced by the flying pieces of wood, and they groaned in pain.

"Why, you're in the vanguard?"

Governor Debaul pretended to be calm, and he tried to pacify the people inside the castle.

"Now that we have broken through General Li's encirclement, when will all the follow-up troops and supplies arrive? Should we be caught between the inside and the outside? Crushing General Lee's troops in one fell swoop? ”

"Your Excellency. Our fleet, all the people and the ships, are here! ”

The captain, who was headed by the captain, with tears in his eyes, reported to Governor Debaul.

"When we were heading north. Met with the resistance of General Lee's fleet. It's all over! Those of us. I escaped from the chaos! ”

With that, the captain simply sat down on the steps of the governor's office and began to cry loudly, causing dozens of his subordinates to cry incessantly.

Time. The atmosphere inside the castle has cooled from warm to absolute zero.

The Nanzhong army outside the city still did not give up, and another round of attacks began.

However, it was not a cannonball that flew into the city this time.

Outside the city, the Nanzhong army, with the help of the natives and Han Chinese, erected several high platforms, which at first the Dutch soldiers thought were forts, but now it became the most troublesome place for Putmans, Debaul, and Debell.

"Governor Putmans, Governor de Baul, officers, merchants, priests of the Dutch East India Company. You have now reached the point of exhaustion. Your so-called Formosa, there is no longer a single soldier of yours on the island. The only fortress left in front of him was the fortress of Geranza. The reinforcements from the direction of Batavia have been wiped out on the 11th in the waters of Ryukyu Island, and only one cargo ship has been put into the city to report to you, and you must have received the news. At present, the main force of our fleet has turned around and headed south to Batavia, the headquarters of your company, and there is no hope for you to escape to Batavia. Do you want to break through? Raise your head and look outside, there are our gunboats on the ocean on both sides, and thousands of cannons are waiting for you on the land on both sides. Did you get out of the way? If you don't give up, you can try to break through these days and see what happens! Your guns and cannons are useless. We have more guns and cannons than you! Remind your artillery commander to check the chambers of your cannons to see if there are cracks? Have you forgotten that your gunpowder was purchased from our merchants? After months of siege, how many soldiers do you still have? The native soldiers have been almost killed by us, and the remaining soldiers and you Dutch soldiers have also suffered more than half of the casualties! These days, I think there must be a contagion in the castle, right? Although the soldiers who escaped from the fire of our army just now joined, these people were so frightened that they couldn't even pick up their guns, so how could they fight? These wounded soldiers and their accompanying families have been crying out to you for days, and I believe they don't want to fight. Shouldn't you, the senior staff of the Governor-General's Captain Priesthood Company, be considerate of the feelings of your subordinates and their families, cherish their lives, and find a way for them to survive sooner, and stop making them unnecessary sacrifices?

At present, you are trapped in a lonely city, water and land transportation is cut off, and food, ammunition, and medicine are very scarce, and you have reached the point of exhaustion. And our army can concentrate several times your forces to fight you. Mobilize thousands of artillery pieces, hundreds of thousands of pounds of gunpowder to attack your castle. After laying down their arms, the soldiers of the defenders of Santo Domingo and the city of Red and Batavia were given preferential treatment by our army, and those who had a skill were hired by our army. All of you immediately lay down your arms and stop resisting, and our army can guarantee the safety of your senior generals and all officers and men. This is the only way for you to survive. Think about it! If you think that's good, send someone out of the city to negotiate surrender. If you still want to fight, then fight again, and you will be dealt with in the end. ”

The shameless plagiarism of the chairman's masterpiece on the Huaihai battlefield was read aloud to the city of Geranza by a group of soldiers with loud voices, through a loud brass loudspeaker, in Chinese, Dutch and Atayal, and the people in the city had no intention of fighting, and their eyes were dull looking at the sky.

"Don't listen to the demagoguery of these infidels, open fire!"

Putmans now knows what it means to be embattled and what it means to be exhausted. With red eyes, he ordered the gunners to fire at the high platform outside the city. Try to take out these pesky guys or get rid of them. The damage caused by these people is no less than that of those terrible Kroncannons.

A few shells flew weakly towards the high platform, and there was still some distance from the high platform before they landed weakly near the outer trench.

After a while, there was another loud voice of persuasion from the high platform, which had been silent for a while. It's just that a little bit of content has been added.

"Putmans, I know that you ordered the cannon! You wait for Lao Tzu, after the city is broken, we can accept anyone's surrender, but not yours! ”

The people of the city consciously moved away from Putmans, as if he had the terrible Black Death. lest I be infected by him.

"This battle. It's time to wrap up! ”

On the fifth day of the seventh month of the eighth year of Chongzhen (lunar calendar), the defenders in the Chiji City received a report from Chu Tianlei's order, informing them that the sailors had conquered Batavia City and that all the defenders had surrendered. The only remaining stronghold of the Dutch East India Company in East Asia was the city of Geranza.

He fiddled with the report of the capture of Batavia. Looking west through the window. In the distance, the city of Geranza was on the verge of ruins. Under the warm care of the artillery fire of the South Chinese Army, this city quickly developed in this direction.

"Let's start the general attack!"

He softly issued a military order to Zhang Xiaohu, Huang Leiting and others, who had been waiting on the side for a long time.

A moment later, it was as if a strong wind had risen on the sea. A wave of heat mixed with huge cannonballs struck the city, and the crumbling inner walls finally became another casualty to the cannonballs, just like the outer walls of his siblings.

The infantry, armed with swords and guns, rushed into the city of Geranza. Unexpectedly, the resistance that was supposed to happen was almost negligible. Groups of Dutch, black, and native soldiers, consciously grouped together according to race and color, waited to be taken prisoner.

Putmans himself, on the other hand, was unfortunately stopped from attempting suicide by his colleague Governor Debaul.

Of course, according to the private legend of the Dutch who participated in the siege of Geranza, it was the current governor who, in order to clear his name and save his life, took Putmans, a guy named by the South and Central Army to get rid of him as his own life-saving straw.

Thus, in the Formosa diary of the Dutch East India Company, Putmans is portrayed as a tragic hero and martyr.

But when Mr. Basten brought the news of this martyr to Rotterdam by the South Chinese Army, the gentlemen of the East India Company's Committee of Seventeen were stunned.

"Gentlemen, Formosa and Batavia have been captured by the fleet of Governor Lee, what should we do with our trade in the East? Can we only procure goods from those filthy Portuguese traitors? "There was an attempt to stir up the will of the directors to start a war against the South Central Army and to regain the lost source of wealth.

Mr. Basten, who was shaking a slender tall glass in his hand, became the focus of everyone's attention.

"Fan. Why, Mr. Basten, is it that there is not a trace of sadness on your face for the loss of our two great sources of wealth? Someone asked Basten with a tone of accusation or envy.

In fact, this is nonsense, and the gentlemen of the Committee know that Mr. Basten, by virtue of his personal friendship with Governor Lee, can travel freely in the golden land of the East, provided of course, that taxes are paid.

In Europe, a land full of war and famine, the armies of both warring sides were full of weapons and equipment that Basten had trafficked from the East, whether it was the uniforms of soldiers or the armours of officers, the weapons in their hands, and the bread in the kitchen.

The military trade brought Basten huge profits and was coveted. Now that Formosa has fallen and Batavia has fallen, does this not mean that from the moment the last banner of the Dutch East India Company fell from the sky over Formosa, the trade between the Netherlands and the Far East was monopolized by the very man in front of him, Mr. Basten?

In the opinion of the gentlemen of the East India Company, it was okay to sell the country, it was okay to destroy the interests of the company, and even sell the wheat produced in the Netherlands to the enemy, so that their soldiers could be fed, and it was okay to cause famine in the territory of the Netherlands! There is only one thing that should never be tolerated, and that is eating alone!

What's more, the current Netherlands is also preparing to participate in the holy war. A large amount of material needs, for these gentlemen, it is all shiny yellow and clear gold coins! As long as there is money to be made, it doesn't matter who he does business with?!

Looking at the faces of these colleagues and partners in front of him, Basten's heart brightened, and he couldn't help but sigh, it seems that it is impossible to monopolize the trade between the Netherlands and South China! This huge piece of fat barbecue is destined to be shared with others!

"That's the Formosa thing. What to do with Batavia? Basten deliberately shifted the conversation back to the original state.

"his Formosa. Batavia, as long as we can buy the goods we need, I don't mind recognizing Governor Lee's dominion over the region. ”

The middle-aged gentleman of the committee, Gao Deshao, spoke up to the hearts of everyone.

"Alright! As long as we recognize that the region of Batavia and Formosa has been an inalienable part of China's sacred territory since ancient times, General Li is willing to trade with us on the basis of equality and mutual benefit. As long as we obey the law wherever his flag goes. It is enough to carry out his decrees. ”

That sounds good. All the gentlemen bowed their heads and chewed on the meaning of their words.

"Gentlemen, if you want to make a decision, you have to be quick. As far as I know, the East India Company of the Albion pirates sought to gain the continent's monopoly on trade with South China. It's not been a day or two since they hit this idea. ”

Everything is afraid of competition, even if it is a sow, if there are two boars competing together, the sows are double eyelids, but if there are no competitors, even if it is Fan Bingbing, it is no different from Sister Feng.

Hearing that the old rivals, the British, were trying to steal money from us Dutchmen, the gentlemen present were a little more excited than they were to hear the news of the fall of Formosa.

Several directors gathered together to discuss in a low voice, and the old man walked solemnly up to Mr. Basten.

"Dear Fan. Mr. Basten, the Board of Seventeen of the Company, after deliberation, has decided to call for a vote on authorizing you to travel to the East on the resumption of normal trade activities with the South Central Region and with Greater China as a whole. In accordance with the company's regulations, we are required to ask for your own opinion. ”

"Alright! I respect the company's decision. "Basten is indispensable on the surface, and his heart has long been happy.

"I will be responsible for the trade between the Netherlands and the trade with the South China Army and the trade with Greater China, as long as it is a ship going to the Netherlands through Guò Manraka customs, or a ship from the Netherlands, one percent of the trade volume involved will be your pump."

"According to our previous agreement, I will compensate you accordingly for whoever you can bring, I will buy you as many goods as you can carry, and I will let you carry as many goods as you have."

This is the promise made by Shouhan to Basten before leaving, it is glittering!

However, Mr. Basten was not yet satisfied, and he was ready to take some profits from the company as well.

Several of the directors were old and sophisticated guys, and when they saw Basten's pretense of confusion, they knew that he was going to ask for some benefits. However, if they were themselves, if they didn't take the opportunity to extort money at this time, they would simply not be worthy of being directors of this company.

"Thus, Mr. Basten, the company will pay you one percent of the intermediary fee for goods in transit or produced from General Lee, as long as the destination is the Netherlands, or is transported by Dutch ships. As the price of your trip to Hue to negotiate with General Li for the resumption of trade activities, it will be valid for three years. What do you think? ”

"Ten years!"

"Ten years?! Too long, five years! ”

"Who knows how long this battle will last? Five years is too short! Fixed price, at least eight years, otherwise no need to talk! "The directors haggled like the vendors in the wet market and decided on a seven-year validity period.

"Haha! Earned! I could make a lot of money just in bed! After the signing of the power of attorney and the solemn promise made by the East India Company to Mr. Basten, Mr. Basten could not help but rejoice.

"Mr. Basten, I think it is now time for you to leave at once for the East, from any point of view, to negotiate trade with the powerful Governor of Li, knowing that it is in your vital interest. The sooner trade resumes, the sooner you can reap the benefits. The old director, "kindly" reminded Mr. Basten.

"No hurry! I have to dispose of the goods before I can make the trip. ”

Basten slyly pointed out the window.

The canal crisscrosses the entire surface of the river with boats bearing the Basten family crest.

"Gentlemen, the goods I have brought back this time include military equipment, wheat, cotton cloth, silk, tea, furs, sugar, porcelain, spices, tung oil, and pig bristles, and I don't know which gentleman would like to eat these goods."

Mr. Basten looked at his colleagues with a smile.

After a moment of silence, the conference room immediately became lively. (To be continued......)