Cohen's face suddenly became as ugly as eating dog shit.

Although he has made up his mind to give in and is willing to bear a certain amount of compensation to Ming, this does not mean that Cohen can accept the word surrender.

How can the affairs of civilized people be described as surrender?

After taking a few deep breaths again, Cohen said with a pale face, "Mr. Nan, you should pay attention to your words.

I am willing to make some compensation for the unscrupulous traders who hurt the feelings between our two countries, but this does not mean that I am willing to accept the word surrender. ”

Nan Juyi's face finally changed slightly: "So, Mr. Cohen is here to talk about compensation instead of surrender?" ”

Cohen nodded: "Yes, I am willing to make some compensation on behalf of the East India Company for hurting the feelings between you and me, but the word surrender should not appear here."

Mr. Nan should know that both of us and China are maritime powers, and according to your country's saying, if two tigers fight, one will be injured, and the war between you and us will not only hurt the people of the two countries, but also give others an opportunity to take advantage of. ”

Shaking his head, Nan Juyi's expression finally changed: "Da Ming doesn't need compensation!" Da Ming has been hurt, and he will use his own methods to get justice!

If Mr. Cohen is not here to surrender, or if Mr. Cohen does not have the authority to say the word surrender, then please ask Mr. Cohen to go back, reorganize his army, and prepare for war! ”

Cohen's face changed again and again, as if he had eaten: "Mr. Nan is so sure that you will win this war?"

I admit that in Batavia we are no match for you, and it should not be too difficult to annihilate us completely.

But just as the king of your kingdom will wage war after the great Ryukyus of your country is occupied by those unscrupulous traders, so our king of the Netherlands, Henry, will also seek justice for us. ”

Nan Juyi said: "So what? Mr. Cohen, Nan is the Admiral of the East China Sea Fleet, if you are here to surrender, then Nan will order his subordinates to stop the attack and wait for the Holy Judgment of His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

If you are here to talk about other conditions, then please go back, it is impossible for Nan to agree to you, and it is impossible for the East China Sea Fleet to promise you! ”

Cohen's face was still extremely ugly: "Mr. Nan, I have read the books of your country, and I agree with a sentence in it. ”

Nan Juyi nodded and said, "I wish to wash my face and listen." ”

Cohen said as if he had a bamboo in his chest: "When the husband is angry, blood is splashed in five steps!" Don't you think that Mr. Nan is a little too close to me now? Or is Mr. Nan sure that he can subdue him at this distance? ”

As soon as Cohen's voice fell, a few tuk-tuk sounds came, and a crossbow arrow was stuck in Cohen's front and back, left and right on the board, and it was three points into the wood.

The problem was that Cohen didn't even find out which direction the bolts were coming from.

Nan Juyi smiled at this time: "Mr. Cohen might as well try to see if he can bypass the protection of my Ming Jinyi Guard and kill him." ”

Cohen wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and didn't mention the power of Nan Juyi just now, but changed his words: "So, can you allow me to go back and think about it for a day?" ”

Nan Juyi said: "Yes." Before this time tomorrow, my fleet will not fire a single shell at you.

However, once this time is exceeded, you will be responsible for all the consequences. ”

Cohen's original plan was to talk first, and try to threaten if he couldn't negotiate, but now it seems that it is clear that he is the one who is threatened.

If the crossbow bolts just now were not shot around him for the purpose of warning, if they were aimed at their own body, if they were not four crossbow arrows, but there were more crossbow arrows in secret......

A shuddering Cohen nodded and turned the topic in another direction: "I wonder if Mr. Nan can take me on a tour of your country's fleet?" I am curious about the strength of your fleet. ”

Nan Juyi nodded and said, "Please wait a moment with Mr. Cohen." ”

After seeing Cohen nodding, Nan Juyi opened his mouth and shouted, "Someone! ”

Zhou Liangzhi, who had been waiting outside the door early, pushed open the hatch and came in, bowed to Nan Juyi and said, "My lord? ”

Nan Juyi said: "Pass on the order of the Governor, the fleet remains on alert, and before this time tomorrow, it must not take the initiative to launch an attack on the port of Batavia!" ”

Zhou Liangzhi immediately clenched his fists and said, "Yes!" ”

Nan Juyi continued: "Later, you take Mr. Cohen to observe the firepower of the battleships, and order the remaining twelve warships to fire a round against the sea. ”

Zhou Liangzhi bowed down again, and Nan Juyi turned his head to Cohen and said, "Mr. Cohen, please." ”

Cohen stood up, took off his hat again, bowed slightly to Nan Juyi, and then left the cabin where Nan Juyi was with Zhou Liangzhi.

Then, Cohen saw a nightmarish warship show - twelve new Fubune warships opened fire on the sea and ground, and nearly a thousand guns were poured out in a split second.

On the sea surface attacked by the concentrated fire, in addition to the small splashes brought by the fragments of the shells, there will be occasionally a few shells that fail to explode will smash a large wave, and even because of the temperature of the shells, bursts of white fog will be spread on the surface of the sea where the shells are concentrated.

Cohen knew very well that it was obviously caused by the evaporation of the seawater by the high temperature of the shells.

Seeing Cohen's eyes widen, Zhou Liangzhi smiled evilly: "Mr. Cohen, how is it?" ”

Cohen nodded and forced himself to calm down, "Thank you, Mr. Zhou." ”

Zhou Liangzhi also secretly said in his heart that it was dangerous.

Compared with the range of these Dutch barbarians' warships, which was only six miles, the range of the cannons of the new Fu ship of the Ming Dynasty had reached a distance of nearly ten miles.

But in the same way, once the distance of ten miles is reached, the accuracy of the hit basically means that you need to rely on God's blessing - even the shells will not know where to fly, let alone the hit rate.

Even one out of ten rounds may not hit the target.

In this case, concentrated fire has undoubtedly become the best choice, and there will always be a few shells that will hit the target because of shit luck.

What's more, in the order he conveyed, the ceasefire distance this time was stretched to a distance of about seven or eight miles.

Although there is still no way to maintain a high hit rate at this distance, and even the same low is terrifying, it is already remarkable compared to the distance of ten miles.

At the very least, at about seven or eight miles, we can already talk about the problem of hit rate, not like ten miles away, the hit rate is basically zero.

Cohen saw what he wanted to see, so he thanked Zhou Liangzhi again, and asked Zhou Liangzhi to convey his greetings to Nan Juyi on his behalf, and then planned to return to his ship.

Before leaving, Cohen stared at Zhou Liangzhi's eyes and pleaded earnestly: "Please Mr. Zhou must remember not to do anything that is easy to cause misunderstanding before this time tomorrow." ”

Zhou Liangzhi naturally would not refuse, after all, this was the order of Nan Juyi, the leader of his own fleet, and he said with great certainty at the moment: "Please rest assured, Mr. Cohen, as long as your fleet does not make any actions that are easy to cause misunderstanding, not a single shell will be fired in my fleet in this area." ”

After returning to his ship, Cohen commanded with a gloomy face, "Return to port." ”

Back in the governor's office at the Batavia headquarters, Cohen lit his pipe as soon as he could—it was terrifying, and the devil knew why God favored these Ming people so much!

Cohen believed that if someone had threatened Nanjuyi as he had at the time, there was a good chance that he would succeed.

And Nan Juyi didn't take his threat seriously at all, and he didn't even figure out where the four crossbow arrows shot around him came from.

No wonder Nan Juyi dared to meet him alone, it seemed that the king of the Ming Kingdom had arranged protective measures for their generals.

And the Fufune fire attack that I saw later made people feel deep despair.

Yes, despair, because the strength of the attack there should not exist in the human world at all, it was Zeus of Olympus roaring!

With the smoke around him and the firelight on his face a little cloudy, Cohen stayed in his office and smoked his pipe until the sun went down, ignoring the housekeeper who came over to invite him to dinner several times.

William Shakespeare once said that surrender, or not surrender, is a question.

Surrender, and maybe you can live.

Not surrendering means nothing at all except burying your life in Batavia.

There was a knock on the door, and Cohen, who was in deep thought, was awakened and said, "Come in." ”

Cohen's butler walked in, carrying a lamp in his hand, and bowed to Cohen, "Sir, it's getting dark, do you want to light the lamp?" ”

Cohen nodded, "Order." ”

The butler lit the lamp, bowed to Cohen again, and said, "Sir, you haven't eaten for a day, do you want me to have some food brought over?" Perhaps, drinking some alcohol will help you? ”

Cohen forced an ugly smile on his face, waved his hand at the butler, and said, "I'm fine, you go and do your own first." ”

Dine? How is it possible to eat it? Drink? Drink and go to bed today, what about tomorrow? Dead under artillery fire?

As one of the seventeen gentlemen, Cohen obviously didn't want to get such an end, he was only fifty-two years old, although this age was considered an advanced age in all of Europe, but he didn't let himself feel the age of time.

I'm still young!

Rubbing his face, Cohen got up, walked to the conference room, and instructed the attendants who followed him, "Go and invite the heads of other departments to come over for a meeting." ”

Cohen has already made his decision.

I am still young, I shouldn't die in the fire like this, I still have a lot of things to pursue, such as young and beautiful girls, such as fine wine, such as power.

As for the others, presumably they think the same way?

But it doesn't matter, he is the governor of the East India Company in the port of Batavia, and the others just need to be able to follow their orders.

Shortly after Cohen arrived in the room, the lights came on in the room.

As the new headquarters of the East India Company, Batavia is obviously not short of money, and there is no need to feel distressed if the lights are more lit.

Soon, the lights lit up the entire conference room, and other department heads and managers also came to the conference room.

As early as when Cohen sailed to see Nanjuyi, the entire East India headquarters in Batavia knew about it, even about the twelve warships lined up.

If the pirate gang was just a headache for the people at the East India Headquarters, then these twelve warships were as frightening as a talisman.

Originally, everyone was still thinking of discussing with Governor Cohen to see what to do, but Governor Cohen, who came back from the Ming Navy, directly locked himself in the governor's office and did not see anyone for a whole day.

Cohen's attitude made some people feel uneasy throughout the headquarters.

In the end, war or peace, as a governor, you should always give an opinion, right? What's the deal with locking yourself up like this?

Seeing that everyone else was there, Cohen stretched out his finger and tapped on the table, and then said, "I brought you here at such a late hour, just to discuss with you what to do." ”

When the others saw Cohen asking, they didn't know where to start.

Essentially, everyone present wanted to settle the matter peacefully, or surrender.

But who knows what Governor Cohen means?

If Governor Cohen's plan is to fight to the death, then if he proposes to surrender at this juncture, will Governor Cohen kill him first as greedy for life and afraid of death?

After all, everyone understands the truth that an army needs one heart, and the main battle and the main surrender are basically two opposite paths, even if it is to purify the mind, Governor Cohen will definitely kill those who contradict his own ideas first.

Cohen saw that everyone else lowered their heads, and his heart was even more angry.

I'm talking to you now, and you don't speak, do you want to throw all the responsibility on my shoulders alone?

Coughing his throat, Cohen set his sights on his hardcore henchman, who was also the butcher of the army at the headquarters of the Batavia East India Company: "St. George, what do you think?" ”

St. George stood up immediately: "Your Excellency the Governor, we are willing to fight against those Ming armies under your leadership!" ”

Cohen suddenly chuckled in his heart, and secretly screamed that he had forgotten to talk to St. George, a brainless guy, before the meeting.

Now, even St. George's heart wanted to surrender, but this meeting forced him to express his willingness to fight to the death.

Cohen coughed and said, "You sit down first." ”