This news was definitely bad news for the Dutch governor Groening, who had now sent all their troops to conquer the Chinese nation on Borneo, and now, if the British were to appear in his colonies, Groening believed that the Dutch would have lost their huge, rich colonies in the East.

Even if the army had been informed and had rushed back in time, the colony would have suffered great losses, for the greed and shamelessness of the British were known all over the world. Of course, although the Dutch are not bad, the national strength of the two sides is really not at the same level now, so the Dutch consider themselves a grade lower.

"I swear to you, Your Excellency, that I have absolutely no intention of joking, and that you will understand why I have said this, and Mr. Cruyff agrees with me. This is definitely a conspiracy of the British......" Commissar Fanny cleared his throat and slowly recounted what had happened and his judgment.

Groening, who was taken aback by Fanny's words, listened very seriously and asked for details from time to time, but the more he listened, the more heavy Groening's face became, and it could even be said that he was angry.

“…… In the negotiations with the Governor Cruyff, although it was ostensibly an old Chinese pirate who came forward, there was always an English pirate who whispered something to him on key issues. ”

“…… A month before the disaster, a group of British merchants had arrived, and during the massacre that night, they had been seen guarding the port area with their weapons, and had been seen guarding the port area with their arms, together with some Chinese pirates who had infiltrated the city of Makassar......"

"They are pirates, a bunch of sea robbers who kill and plunder for a living, but they behave like gentlemen in Makassar, yes, like those damned, hypocritical English gentlemen, who drove away the natives, protected the port areas where the commoners and merchants of all countries lived, and they did not commit any crimes, not even a grain of pepper in the port area."

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"But they only targeted us Dutch, watching us Dutch fall under the knife of those natives who deserve to go to hell, but they did not react at all, and watched coldly......"

"If there had not been any promise before, if the other side had been just a bunch of pirates who were scattered and surrounded by men, those indigenous sultans would never have been fools to sell their lives to the pirates, and would never have dared to attack Makassar so boldly and slaughter almost all of us Dutchmen, it is terrible, my dearest wife, and my poor daughter, those brutes...... Every time I think about the tragedy of that night, I feel like I'm going crazy, it's so cruel, those natives should all go to hell, they shouldn't be allowed to exist in this world. Vanney roared almost in Groening's ear at the end, waving his hands, his eyes as wide as if he were a patient with severe hyperthyroidism, foaming at the mouth and shaking his head as if he had an epilepsy.

"Sir, do you think that pirates would go and take over a city in a grand manner? To seize a country's colonies? And to make such a demand that we release all the slaves, my God, if it were a bunch of ignorant and savage pirates who knew nothing but killing and plundering? Then I think there will definitely be no more hooligans and criminals in the world. ”

"Enough, I said enough! Fanny, first in your mental state is very unstable, you need a little wine, preferably a glass of brandy. Give Mr. Vanney a glass of brandy, a large one. Groening finally stopped Vanney and motioned for the squire to pour a full glass of brandy.

Fanny took the glass, almost drank it all, closed his eyes, and the haggard and nervous Fanny slowly exhaled a breath of wine, and the face that was red and purple with excitement finally had a hint of calm.

"Very well, now, dear Fanny, I sympathize with what you are going through, but now, you need to rest, I don't want to lose a good subordinate like you, take a good shower, get some sleep, and enjoy a good meal, that's what you should do, I'll do the rest, okay?" Groening's reassurance finally worked.

Fanny nodded. "Yes, Your Excellency the Governor, please save the Dutch who are still in the hands of the pirates."

"I will, Vanney, for that, I assure you. Well, take Mr. Fanny to the best room to rest, and remember, don't let anyone bother him without my permission, he's about to break down. Groening summoned one of his henchmen and whispered.

Seeing Fanny's lonely back leave the room, the smile on Groening's face faded away, replaced by anger and unwillingness. "British, you should all go to hell!"

"Your Excellency the Governor, this is definitely unfortunate news, I am sure that this is definitely a conspiracy of the British, yes, only the British would be so shameless, they can use any means to deal with us in the Netherlands, for the sake of wealth and colonies, even if it is to sell God." Van Persie, who was over sixty years old and a senior employee of the Dutch East India Company, a confidant of Governor Groening, came to his conclusion after listening to Governor Groening's account and thinking for about five minutes while touching his beautiful silver-white beard.

"It is precisely because of this that I feel helpless, and I even feel that the incident in Sukatana is a conspiracy by the British against our Holland. Otherwise, how could they grasp our movements so accurately, and suddenly appear on the island of Sulawesi when our troops were all sent to West Borneo, why did those natives dare to reach out to us Dutch, if there is no powerful country behind them to lure them, how can these greedy and cowardly natives like a group of earthworms in the tropical jungle dare to slaughter our Dutch people, are they not afraid of our retaliation? Groening clenched his fist and slammed it on the table.

"Your Excellency the Governor, we had better respond now, and we must respond with force to the humiliation and brutality of the British against us. Otherwise, not only will other countries think that we in the Netherlands have fallen to the point of weakness and deception, but even our Dutch efforts and achievements in the East for hundreds of years will become the spoils of the British. Another senior East India Company employee, Jakarta Governor Sneijder, had a fat face full of worry and nervousness.

"You are right, Your Excellency the Governor, I suggest that the troops and fleets attacking Borneo Lambfang be withdrawn at once, and let them rush to Makassar to teach the British a hard lesson, and the damned pirates hired by the British, and, of course, the murderers of our Dutch civilians, must be made to pay the price of blood, so that the natives of the other islands can understand that the dispute between our European nations is not something that they reptiles can profit from." Old Van Persie gently poked the table with the tips of his fingers, and his chestnut eyes revealed a coldness.

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"I agree with Mr. Van Persie's suggestion." Another senior executive of the East India Company who attended the meeting also made his own statement. "The sooner the better, otherwise, if the news comes out, it will be very detrimental to our Dutch rule in this area, you know, there are still many indigenous sultans who are still dissatisfied with us, and we must not let this matter become a fuse."

"Well, then, in my capacity as the governor of the Dutch colony, I give the order......" Groening cleared his throat and made his final decision.

"The Dutch are recruiting and training soldiers in Jakarta, and so far about three thousand soldiers have been called up and are stepping up their training and are starting to gather the armed merchant ships, and according to the Dutch lieutenant Koku, he just said that there was going to be a war, but he did not know what their goal was. However, it must have something to do with the commissioner who returned to Jakarta in Sulawesi a few days ago, that is, the young master's plan has succeeded. The East India Company executives pressed the matter to the death, not wanting anyone to know what was happening in Sulawesi. Arozo was talking quietly to Zheng Tianfang in the backyard of a fabric shop on Caopu Street with fluent Chinese.

"Of course, the young master will definitely be able to succeed, and I have been convinced of this from the beginning." Zheng Tianfang clenched his fists hard, trying to suppress his excitement and calm himself down.

"Well, I admit that the young master is a great genius, and of course he can succeed. But the question now is, do we still need to implement our plan? Arroso laughed dryly.

"Of course, I have to implement it, and besides, I will tell you the good news, I just received it yesterday......" Zheng Tianfang leaned into Aroso's ear and muttered quietly, Arozo's eyes suddenly widened, and the expression of disbelief remained on his face for a full two minutes before subsiding.

"My God, you mean total annihilation? It's unbelievable, you know, the Dutch are not as strong as our Spanish soldiers, but they can't be underestimated...... Well, I admit that our Spanish army really can't compare with the young master's men, but the other side is a full seven thousand men, and the two mighty battleships of their fleet. Tut-tut, I am now more and more confident in the young master. ”

(To be continued)