Groening immediately grabbed the binoculars at hand and looked in the direction that Nade Kohler was pointing, he saw a lot of Westerners standing on the tail tower of the third class battleship, and then, a familiar face suddenly flashed, they seemed to sense that someone was watching them here, and quickly disappeared down the stairs to the tail building, but although he could only see one side clearly, Groening dared to swear in the name of God, that guy, It must be the niece and son-in-law of Lord Dundas, the chairman of the supervisory committee of the British East India Company, and his henchman, Pryant, a senior employee of the East India Company, is the only one who will be safely sent by him to spy on and secretly direct these pirates.

"Now, I can be completely sure that this is the work of the British, and only they can gather such a large number of pirates in the East against us in the Netherlands." Groening gritted his teeth with a dejected face and said viciously.

"The fleet has actually been captured by the other side, it seems that our fleet and army are finished, oh my God, what else can we do? ......" Sneijder, the governor of Java, clasped his head in his hands, looking desperate and helpless.

A loud slap rang out at this moment, and Sneijder covered his bloodshot mouth, puzzlement and anger wandering in his eyes. And it was none other than Groening, the governor of the Dutch colony, who slapped him.

At this moment, Groning's face was gloomy and cold. "You fool, if you dare to say another word, I will immediately order you to be put in prison and executed for disturbing the morale of the army!"

Snead opened his mouth to say something, but when he saw Groening's eyes that seemed to be soaked in ice water in the cold winter, and the expression of Na de Kohler next to him, he closed his mouth very interestingly, covered his face silently, and greeted Groening's wife and daughter countless times in his heart, and had a super friendly ** relationship with them.

"Klor, keep watching and see if that English dog mongrel will reappear." Groening called over his henchman the captain of the guard and told him to keep an eye on the battleship, and then looked at the battleships with a gloomy face, as if he was trying to figure out the other party's intention to attack in no hurry.

At this time, a small sampan was lowered on the third class battleship, and a Westerner dressed as a pirate held a white flag, sat in the sampan in a big way, commanding several Chinese pirates, rowing a small boat towards the pier.

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"The other side sent people, apparently to negotiate with us, but I don't know what harsh conditions they will offer in this situation." Old Van Persie's silver eyebrows were tightly closed in the center of his eyebrows, and his tone was full of anxiety.

"The cards are all in their hands. As soon as I thought of this, I hated to order the battery to blow that dog mongrel to rotten. Groening clenched his fists hard and slammed them against the wall.

"Governor, we must not be impulsive now, we must first listen to their conditions, and then we can respond, so that although we are passive, we can finally find out what they think." Old Van Persie was afraid that the governor would suddenly give an impulsive order, in that case, if he really angered these pirates, it was definitely not something that a few employees of the East India Company could suppress, and in this regard, the old Van Persie was quite experienced, and he had done this many times back then, of course, for the benefit of the Netherlands.

"Don't worry, I still know this truth, but when I think of those British people hiding behind me, I feel unwilling." Groening let out a long sigh, and at this moment, the Marquis of Groening, the governor of the Dutch colony, who was only forty-eight years old, suddenly seemed to be ten years older.

Groening met the pirate envoy at the top of the city, and the one-eyed pirate with a red-bearded beard like a haystack was full of arrogance, and when he came up, even the salute looked unusually arrogant.

casually took off his tattered boat-shaped hat, and scratched his scalp while saluting, just seeing his action, the Dutch colonial high-ranking people couldn't help but feel that their scalps were itching.

"I, Rodman, the envoy of Datang Lanfang Company, greet you on behalf of Liang Pengfei, the general manager of Datang Lanfang Company." Rodman, who spoke fluent Portuguese, nodded to the Dutch colonial governors present, without even bending down.

De Kohler angrily stepped forward, only to be interrupted by Groening's gesture as he tried to teach the damned dirty pirate a lesson.

"Isn't the general manager of Lanfang Company Luo Fangbo? How could there be a guy named Liang Pengfei? How I've never heard of it. Groening pulled out a perfumed silk handkerchief from his pocket and put it in front of his nose to keep the foul smell of wine and rancid from the pirate from getting into his nose, and if it weren't for the fact that he wanted to know what cards he was playing, Groening would have liked to have this guy washed in the sea and coated with sulfur on a horse brush for a week.

"This is the Governor of our Dutch colony, Lord Marquis Groening." Van Persie saw Nagroen's displeasure, and quickly stood up and introduced first.

"Hello sir, our general system only took over more than a month ago, and it's not surprising that you haven't heard of it." Rodman shrugged his shoulders and said disapprehantly.

"I'm not interested in knowing when you guys formed some damn alliance, tell me, what are you trying to do in our harbor? What the hell do you guys want? Groening took two more steps back, the damn pirate smelling good enough to make African wild elephants foam at the mouth.

"It's simple, please agree to the terms of our Pirate Alliance, oh, I almost forgot." The pirate suddenly patted his bald head with his hand, and plunged his hand into his barefoot leather boots, as if trying to pull something out, and the Dutch dignitaries turned pale.

"Aha, I found it, this is it, this is the condition that our big leader proposed to you, sir." After digging for a long time, he finally handed over a white letter that I did not know whether it had been trampled on by his heel or toe, but his action caused all the Dutchmen to take a few steps back en masse, as if the letter in his hand was stained with great poison.

"Hey, what do you mean? Don't think I'm a pirate and look down on me, you know, I'm the best diplomat appointed by our general system himself. Rodman screamed in dissatisfaction, hearing the word diplomat, if it weren't for the dirt on this guy's body that was about to clump up, old Van Persie really wanted to jump forward and strangle this guy alive, diplomat? This guy is simply insulting the profession of diplomat, and the old Van Persie is indignant.

"Soldier, come forward, take the letter, open it, and read it out loud, I need to know what kind of conditions their Grand Commander has proposed." Groening ducked a few steps further and patted a Dutch soldier standing next to him, motioning for him to come forward.

"Me?!" The expression on the soldier's face suddenly became wonderful. "Is it still me?! Go, soldier, obey orders! Governor Groening glared at the soldier viciously.

The soldier squeezed his nose with his hand extremely reluctantly, stepped forward to take the letter with his orchid finger, and then took six or seven steps back before taking a deep breath of fresh air and continuing to open the letter with difficulty with his orchid finger.

Soon the conditions put forward by His Excellency of the so-called Grand Ruler were strikingly in line with the demands of the pirates of Makassar, but there were a few more, first, that the Dutch must surrender their colonies in the East, and that only one colony, Sumatra, would be able to remain, and that all the other colonies in the East must be surrendered as compensation for the Dutch colonists for provoking Lan Fang for no reason and for waging war for no reason.

Second, about 5 million guilders were compensated to Lanfang as a pension for the families of the victims of the war.

Third, the release of all Chinese and indigenous slaves.

Fourthly, the Dutch had to pay a lot of money to redeem their admirals, or else they would become laborers, relying on them to redeem their freedom for twenty years.

"Ridiculous! This is simply ridiculous, want us to give up the colony to a group of pirates, and make us pay millions of guilders for it, and want us to free those slaves? It's simply ...... It really makes me unable to describe your greed and shamelessness, yes, shamelessness, such shameless conditions I absolutely cannot accept. How could we, the Netherlands, negotiate with a group of robbers. ”

"This lord, we are not robbers, please pay attention to your words, we belong to the Republic of Lanfang, a sovereign country, and I, on behalf of a country, not a robber, of course, I admit that I used to be a pirate, but now, I am a citizen of the Republic of Lanfang, and I am an envoy of the Lanfang Kingdom to your Dutch colony." The scruffy pirate Rodman raised his head proudly, and looked at Groening, the Dutch lord, without fear.

"We will not accept such a condition, and tell your Excellency that no colonial governor can decide. In addition, I would like to tell your Excellency that it is best for you to release our Dutch soldiers immediately, otherwise our Kingdom of the Netherlands will never give up. At this point, Van Persie stepped forward to respond, but of course, he was still careful to keep his distance from the pirate Rodman.

"Okay, so you mean no? But that's okay, we have a message for you, and we can give you a whole day to think about it, and hopefully tomorrow you will have new ideas. Rodman rolled his eyes and put his broken hat back on.

"New ideas?" Governor Groening shook his head disdainfully, but did not say anything against it, after all, they were in a weak position right now, so it would take time, even if it was an extra day.

"The city gates are blocked, no one is allowed to enter or leave, and we must not allow what happened in Makassar to happen again in Jakarta." Governor Groening gave an order to de Koller.

At the same time, two indigenous armies had quietly sneaked into the jungle less than ten miles from Jakarta. Waiting for the night to fall.

(To be continued)