"It's Jakarta ahead, husband." The heroic Shi Xianggu stood at the bow of the third-class battleship, looking at the coast in front of which had already revealed the shape of the dock and the outline of the castle, and smiled at Liang Pengfei.

Liang Pengfei held Shi Xianggu's hand and nodded: "Well, it must be Jakarta, didn't you say that you didn't see that earth-shattering fireworks last time?" You can enjoy it today, but the scale is much smaller than that of Kendawangan, and it is daytime, so it will not be too spectacular. ”

Hearing Liang Pengfei's words, Shi Xianggu couldn't help but hide her lips and laugh lowly: "Husband really doesn't miss any chance to show his success, but can you be sure that those natives will attack Jakarta according to your orders?" ”

"Of course, well, you're wrong, they didn't do what I commanded, but Mr. Pryant, a senior employee of the British Empire's East India Company, and I was right? Dear Mr. Pryant, Liang Pengfei turned his head and looked at the haggard-looking British opium smuggler and senior employee of the East India Company not far behind him.

"Your Excellency, if the company knew that these things were related to me, I would definitely be sent to the gallows." Pryant humbly bowed deeply to Liang Pengfei to show his respect for the Oriental pirate and court boss, and whispered a grievance.

"Hehe, then you have to go back to the company before they send you to the gallows. I will not give them this opportunity, dear Mr. Pryant, you and Mr. Ham are of great use to me. So you don't have to worry about that. Liang Pengfei said with a smile, but no matter how you look at those white teeth, you feel miserable.

Seeing Liang Pengfei's smile, Pryant and Ham, who knew that General Liang was ruthless and ruthless, couldn't help but shiver and lowered their heads.

Ni Ming said with a smile: "Two gentlemen, now please follow me to the tail tower, the scenery there is better, and it is easier for the Dutch in Jakarta to see your two faces clearly." I just hope that the truth is as you say, there are not many Dutch people who know you, but there are not a few, and if they can recognize you, it will be perfect. ”

"Of course, I can guarantee that." Pryant said humbly, bitter to the extreme, but could he and Ham not do what General Liang said?

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There is only one answer, no, because both himself and Ham have been entangled in a terrible, unbearable addiction. As long as they can give them two special cigarettes every day, let alone betraying the country and the interests of the East India Company, even if Liang Pengfei asks them to sell their wives and children, they will agree.

"God, please forgive me, poor sinner......" Pryant's heart broke at the thought that he would never be able to escape the torture of that terrible drug, but in exchange for that special cigarette, he could and had to do as Liang Pengfei told.

Because, the last time that guy Ham refused the general's request, he ended up yelling like a madman in a small dark house for a day and a night, and when he was released again, his miserable state was really too much for Pryant to think about.

"Well deserved!" Pan Bingjie looked at the backs of the two Brits, gritted her teeth fiercely. For these British who used opium to poison their compatriots, Pan Bingjie did not have a good impression at all.

"If they have committed their sins, sooner or later they will be punished by God, and they are to blame." Maria is still a god, always talking about her god.

"Your God does not have such power, and it is my husband who punishes them." Pan Bingjie turned her head and glanced at Mary, who was drawing a cross on her full chest, looked at herself, jealous and hateful, and specially bit my husband very hard.

"Dear Liang punished them, this is exactly the providence in Mingming, it is God who punishes these sinners by his hand." Maria immediately retorted.

"You, you...... My husband is an Oriental, and he doesn't believe in your Western gods, so why should your God be related to my husband? Pan Bingjie crossed her hands on her hips and pouted angrily.

"Liang, didn't you say that you are a believer in God?" Maria's water-blue eyes turned sideways, looking at her beloved expectantly, Liang Pengfei, who was already two big heads, rolled his eyes, and could only smirk and nodded his head, next to him, Shi Xianggu covered his lips and chuckled, with a good and playful expression, as for Ni Ming, Zhang Xingba and others, they simply raised their eyes to look at the sky, although they also wanted to laugh wildly, but they didn't have the courage, for fear of letting Young Master Liang grab the sore foot and retaliate.

"Why did you say last time I asked you, you only believed in yourself, and never believed in any gods." Pan Bingjie stood in front of Liang Pengfei angrily, looking like he would not give up without asking for an explanation.

"Hey, hey, what I mean by that I don't believe in those weird gods, like Allah, Shiva, and that...... Oh, it's almost into the shelling distance, okay, Xiaoice Jie will wait until the evening, for the sake of the husband, I will carefully study the various gods in the world with the two of you. Liang Pengfei pulled his fingers and pulled it out, and quickly interjected the topic with a serious matter, and drove these two girls who always looked at each other into the cabin, in the name of protection, but in fact, he was afraid of these two little girls.

"Hmph, use this trick every time." Pan Bingjie glared at Liang Pengfei dissatisfied, but still walked towards the cabin obediently, Maria walked up to Liang Pengfei, and her slightly resentful gaze made Liang Pengfei squeeze out a smile a little hypocritically. "Be honest, beloved, and God will favor you." Maria dropped the words and walked into the cabin as a nun.

"Just go to Brother Xinchun." Liang Pengfei looked at the backs of these two girls, and was really speechless.

"Brother Chun? What kind of person and how does it sound weird. Shi Xianggu looked at Liang Pengfei with questioning eyes, and everyone in the Zhou Tuan also pricked up their ears with a gossipy expression.

"Brother Chun is a real man, a real man, beyond the existence of a female surname." Liang Pengfei subconsciously brought out his evaluation of Brother Chun before the crossing.

"Beyond the existence of a female surname?" Shi Xianggu slanted his eyes and looked at Liang Pengfei, who hurriedly re-explained with some weakness: "Brother Chun is actually a mythical character, it is said that it is difficult to distinguish between male and female, this is a powerful god in the ancient mythology of Indian Ahsan, it is said that if you believe in him, you can be resurrected on the spot." ”

"Blow, resurrect on the spot? Isn't that even more powerful than Jesus? Zhang Xingba touched his chin, his face was incredulous, he had learned a lot of Western languages, and he also dabbled a little bit in Western mythology.

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Not to mention that these guys were bragging and farting on the tall third-class battleship, at this time, Jakarta had already sounded the alarm bell, and the rapid sound of the big bell hanging high on the clock tower echoed throughout Jakarta, when he heard the alarm bell of the enemy attack, Governor Groning, who was working on documents in the office of the Governor's Palace, suddenly changed his face, since he became the governor of the colony, it was the first time he heard the alarm bell of the enemy attack, and his first reaction was that those natives seemed to be unable to help it.

But when he met Jakarta's current military commander, Dutch Army Lieutenant Colonel de Koller, and listened to his report, Groening felt that his heart was almost jumping out of his chest, and he was almost nervous with fright.

"You mean that all the ships of our Dutch colonial fleet are flying the flag of pirates? And just outside the port? The pale-faced Groening hurried to the north gate of Jakarta in a carriage, and asked De Koller who was sitting in his carriage.

"Yes, Your Excellency the Governor, almost all the warships of our Dutch colonial fleet are there, in addition to our Dutch warships, there are also Spanish galleons, as well as French standard warships, British three-masted warships, it can almost be said that there are several warships in every Western country, and the size of this fleet is definitely several times that of our colonial fleet." De Koller's face was so sad that he almost squeezed out water.

If the other party had not attacked immediately after appearing, I am afraid that the docks and ports would have fallen into the hands of the opponent now, but even if they still did not launch an attack, with the 2,000 Dutch soldiers in their hands and the 5,000 recruits who had been recruited, it would be as difficult as it was for Ta de Kohler to swim back to the Netherlands from here.

Hurrying to the north gate, and ascending to the head of the city, which was already full of nervous and heavily armed soldiers, Groening could not help but widen his eyes when he saw the fleet that had almost squeezed the entire port, and his mouth wide open like that of a silver carp lying on the edge of the river beach. "My God."

The layers of white sails, the tall ships, the black barrels sticking out of the hulls, and the few fast warships cruising arrogantly in the harbor to drive away the fishing boats and merchant ships that docked, made Groening understand that this was definitely not a hallucination, but a real existence.

"Even on our own Netherlands, such a large fleet is rare." The old Van Persie, a staff member who hurried here, didn't even have time to wipe the sweat on his face, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Your Excellency the Governor, look, there! British, who was a member of the British East India Company. At this time, De Kohler held up the binoculars and shouted loudly, his hand pointing straight at the third class battleship parked outside the harbor in front of him, and his expression was extremely ugly.

(To be continued)