Surrender is a common thing in Western countries. Well, in war, the losing side can't see the point of persisting in fighting, so it surrenders.

What really forced the Dutch to surrender was the destruction of the First Fleet, which was the biggest blow to the Dutch, and Batavia had lost its naval barrier. Of course, the huge body of the battleship of the Ming fleet outside the port of Batavia was intimidating and incomprehensible.

Father Peterson reappeared, and the outside of the city was already full of soldiers of the Tiance Army, all kinds of vehicles coming and going, and soldiers were constantly walking by, they lined up in a neat line, shouting one, two, one, and their steps were steady and neat, the soldiers' faces were full of confidence, and the equipment all over their bodies made Father Peterson unable to understand what they were doing.

It was a strange phenomenon in the plane that this army could not see a single cattle, cattle or horses, but everywhere there were light two-wheeled vehicles with packages on the back seats and rifles on their backs, moving easily on the road. The position was full of laughter and laughter, and at first glance it was an army with high morale. What amazed him the most was the chariots that moved freely without oxen or horses, and by looking at the depth of the rutted marks, he knew that the weight was not light, and that it was a strange and terrible army.

Wang Yue finally came over, nodded politely, and asked impatiently in his tone: "Father, my patience is limited, when will you surrender, if you don't get an accurate answer, our army will attack, and the consequences caused by this will be borne by you Dutch." ”

Father Peterson reluctantly stepped forward and bowed, "Yes, Your Excellency. Governor Robben and his men deliberated and decided to surrender. However, you will need to issue a letter of guarantee to ensure their personal and property safety. ”

"Guarantee?" Wang Yue laughed out loud, but he remembered again that Europeans pay attention to the spirit of contract, and there is nothing written in black and white, so they may not be at ease: "Okay, for the sake of the merciful God, this official agrees to issue a guarantee." ”

After speaking, he looked at the watch in his hand and said: "It is now ten thirty o'clock in the morning, and before one o'clock in the afternoon, the defenders in the city will go out of the city to disarm, and the people will be hit in the square and wait for resettlement. It's a little gift for you to keep track of the time. After Wang Yue finished speaking, he took off a mechanical watch from his wrist, put it on Father Peterson's wrist and said, "Do you know how to read the time?" Go back quickly, my soldiers are impatient, merit is important to them, robbery is an important way for them to get rich. Damn, I'm such a soft-hearted person. ”

Father Peterson took the letter of guarantee written by Wang Yue and left the barracks in a daze, returned to his carriage out of the city, looked at the watch on his wrist, and showed a surprised expression. Such a valuable thing was given to myself casually. How rich is this young master of the Ming Dynasty? I have the impression that almost every officer has such a watch. Daming is really a rich country, not at all as miserable as those Batavia Chinese say, it seems that they should have been persecuted in the country to escape.

When the bell rang at one o'clock in the afternoon, Father Peterson was the first to come out of it, holding a white flag in his hand, and next to Father Peterson, Governor Robben strode out with a grim face.

The enemy on the opposite side was standing there, but he had to turn back, command his soldiers to lay down their weapons, pile them together, and then line up with their bare hands. After all the soldiers in the city left the city, Wang Yue waved his hand, and a group of soldiers trotted forward and stood on both sides of the door to perform the task of standing guard.

Wang Yue stood in place, waiting for Robben and his men to come to him, bowed, took off the war knife in his hand, and offered it with both hands.

Wang Yue, who took the battle knife with both hands, turned around and handed it to Li Xuewen, a staff officer behind him, and said lightly: "Your Excellency Robben, for soldiers, surrender is a shame. But if you look back at the relieved soldiers and civilians, you will see that the decision was the right one. Dying in battle is not too difficult for a standard soldier to do, and calmly accepting surrender is the saddest thing. ”

"Thank you for your understanding, now that your army can enter the city and take over the fortress, I hope that my men and God's people will be treated as they deserve." Robben is still a little worried, what if this thing goes back? Colonists have always looked at profit, and capriciousness is really nothing.

Of course, Wang Yue will not regret it, he has no interest in looting all the Dutch and turning them into destitute eggs. Now that's good. The bloodless soldiers took the base camp of the Dutch in the East Indies, and the rest of the place was naturally decided.

Behind the city gate is a huge square with a church on the side.

At this time, the people of the Netherlands were standing near the church, their eyes glazed, silently watching these soldiers in strange military uniforms who walked into the city.

The first to enter the city were armored vehicles, and the rumbling sound of engines echoed for the first time in Batavia, terrifying the hearts of those who heard it for the first time, followed by a large group of infantry.

The local Chinese, especially the overseas Chinese who lived here in those eras, were particularly excited, and they all stood on the side of the road, watching this army belonging to the Ming Empire march heroically into the city and take over everything here. From now on, there will no longer be third-class people, and the Chinese will be the masters here. Whenever I think of this, the Chinese who have been swallowing their anger for a long time can't help but feel a sense of arrogance.

When Wang Yue entered the city, he suddenly heard the sound of crackling firecrackers, and in the street opposite the square, a group of Chinese came out, beating gongs and drums, dressed in Ming costumes, with red light on their faces, and walked up excitedly.

An old man who walked in front stepped forward and arched his hand: "Li Yongfu, a remnant of the Ming Dynasty, meet my old parents." ”

Wang Yue smiled and bowed in return: "The prince of the Ming Dynasty, Shaobao, the soldier of the military department, Liaodong Jingluo, and Wang Yue, the governor of Yingtian, have seen all the overseas fathers and elders, and Wang Yue is polite." ”

After speaking, Wang Yue bowed his hands around, and said loudly: "The Kingdom of the Netherlands has repeatedly violated the ban, and the court is furious. Today, my Tiance army is here, and in the future, this is the overseas territory of my Ming Dynasty, and all my Chinese Miao descendants are protected by the Tiance army. Anyone who has suffered any grievances can appeal to the Military Management Committee, as long as the evidence is conclusive and there is solid evidence, Tiance Army will make decisions for all fathers, brothers, aunts and sisters. ”

In the early winter of the twelfth year of Chongzhen, the prince Shaobao Wang Yue led the king to the master, and the father of Bacheng ate the pot pulp and welcomed the king with tears. At the same time, he issued a letter to the people that all Chinese Miao descendants, no matter where they are, cannot be humiliated by outsiders. Anyone who is Chinese, although thousands of miles away, will also be punished ...... "A Brief History of the Empire".

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