In the middle of the clearing, a small phalanx of soldiers once again attracted everyone's attention, and the texture of their military uniforms and the pair of shiny military boots made people's eyes shine. This small phalanx is facing the direction of Jakarta, and the onlookers can only see their backs, but the blood-red flag fluttering high makes all the Chinese people feel a little excited and expectant from the bottom of their hearts.

Last night, Zheng Tianfang, who had made great contributions to the attack on Jakarta, put on a brand new military uniform, and accompanied by his battalion commander and a large number of robes, went to the Huang family to ask for relatives, and those companions who had been living in the grass shop street for two months had already announced to the common people that this morning, a grand surrender ceremony would be held, and the Dutch, who had been riding on their heads to make a fortune, would hand over the keys to the rule of Jakarta to their leader, the head of the Chinese Alliance. There are also command knives that represent their armed forces bowing to the Chinese.

This news made everyone unbelievable, but this made the people of Caopu Street curious, and they couldn't help but faintly feel that it seemed to really happen, because in the past, as long as there was any evil surname incident in Jakarta City, those Dutch people would come here to find trouble, and it seemed that the bad things that happened in Jakarta City would always have something to do with the Chinese.

However, after the night's fear, not a single Dutch man left the city of Jakarta to come here to ask for a crime, nor did the army guarding the outskirts of the street experience any fighting.

"You say, will the Dutch come?" Huang Tiancheng looked ahead with blank eyes, and inquired to Wang Juren next to him, but because he was restless, he even forgot to put the usual honorifics on his lips.

Wang Juren was also a little cloudy, and he tugged at his beautiful beard vigorously, looking at the Chinese army of at least three or four thousand people. Smacked his mouth: "Maybe come, the old man thinks that with this hero here, those Dutch people may be afraid." "No ordinary person dares to guarantee the vote in their hearts, because for so many years, who has seen these arrogant, high-ranking Dutch will grovel to the natives or Chinese in the South Seas, even if they are the kings of the indigenous kingdoms, when they see the Dutch, they have to pay three points for a smile.

"Definitely!" A crisp and pleasant voice sounded at this time, Wang Juren turned his head in amazement, and saw the resoluteness on the pretty face of Boss Huang's beautiful daughter, Xiaoxiu.

"Hehehe......" Wang Juren didn't speak, but turned his gaze to the front, in order to survive and escape the world, he came to Nanyang for so many years, and he was still extremely aggrieved, why didn't he want to see such a relieving scene?

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"Will they come?" Standing beside Liang Pengfei, Luo Fangbo, who looked very nervous and excited, sometimes twisted his hands together, and sometimes clenched into fists, which was enough to reveal his mood at the moment. Around him, nearly 100 Chinese representatives from Borneo and the Luzon Islands rushed to him, and many of them were also extremely nervous, and Jiang Wubo, who had always behaved very calmly in front of Liang Pengfei, was also pursing his lips vigorously at this moment, stretching his neck and trying to look in the direction of Jakarta.

If it weren't for his identity, I believe he would be eager to climb the tree at this moment, hoping to see higher and farther.

"Governor Luo doesn't have to worry, they will definitely come, it's not time yet." Next to him, Ni Ming stepped forward with a smile and said, at this moment, Ni Ming had already put on his brand-new military uniform, which lined off the young handsomeness and spirit of the people.

"Hehe, it's the old man who is anxious, anxious." Luo Fangbo grinned a little embarrassedly, turned around, and saw that the representatives behind him were not much better than himself, and the embarrassment on his face faded.

On the other side, several of Liang Pengfei's women were gathering in a pile, chattering non-stop, all the topics were revolving around Shi Xianggu's clothes today, because Shi Xianggu and her personal soldiers actually wore the same uniforms as Zhang Xingba and other admirals, the difference was only in their military caps and ranks, of course, the beautiful lines of the female surname also made this military uniform perfectly set off, and it looked more heroic and upright.

Not only did Pan Bingjie and Na Mary make a fuss with envy, but it also attracted the onlookers to look sideways. Shi Xianggu, whose cheeks were flushed, couldn't help but feel a little resentful in her heart, although she admitted that these naval uniforms designed by Liang Pengfei were very beautiful and fitted, but she was a woman, and she actually wore such a military uniform, which was really ...... His eyes were horizontal, but he saw Liang Pengfei's hot eyes revolving around him, and his expression seemed to be willing to swallow himself.

"This little enemy must not have thought of anything good." This made the blush on Shi Xianggu's face even worse, but there was also a faint pride and pride in her heart.

Not only Shi Xianggu, but also more than a dozen of her personal soldiers also wore the same costumes, but little girls like Xiaobai who love to be beautiful and love to show off don't have so many scruples, one or two are as proud as peacocks with the screen open, if it weren't for the limitations of military discipline, they couldn't laugh at will at this moment, maybe these girls have laughed together.

And our Young Master Liang is pressing the brim of his military hat low at the moment, so that he can admire Shi Xianggu's wonderful figure and the temptation of the uniform that he has been fascinated for a long time more intently and unobtrusively.

Thinking of tonight, letting Shi Xianggu slowly take off this military uniform while throwing a large bundle of autumn spinach at himself, Liang Pengfei felt that his battle flag was about to fly high. "Tonight is going to be a night of fun." So sighed the happy rascal, who was about to burst into tears.

"Yes, sir, you're right." Next to him, Sun Shijie, who heard Liang Pengfei's heart, said with a look of satisfaction, so frightened that Liang Pengfei's heart almost stopped, and he stretched out his hand to strangle this guy to death on the spot in an attempt to kill his mouth.

"My lord, why is your face so bad, am I wrong? Tonight, the whole of Java, no, the whole of Nanyang, will be reveling in it. Sun Shijie saw Liang Pengfei's murderous face, and looked at His Excellency the Führer with a puzzled expression.

"Ah...... Oh, well, yes, you're quite right. Liang Pengfei heard Sun Shijie say this, so he reacted, and quickly put away his mind and set his mind right.

"Here, the Dutch are coming, over there, wow, there are so many!" At this time, someone suddenly shouted, which immediately caused a stirring in the crowd.

For it was a Dutch army, carrying their flags, beating their war drums, and marching in order, approaching this side, and beside it several lavishly decorated carriages were also slowly approaching.

"It's our turn." Liang Pengfei straightened out his beautiful collar badge, and walked to the center of the open space from the side, and then, with a golden sword, stood at the front of the honor guard, beside him, his capable generals and representatives from all over the world, of course, the restaurant owner, that is, one of the representatives of the Caopu Street Gong, was also listed.

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Of course, Shi Xianggu, the beautiful admiral, is also listed among them, only the two little girls Pan Bingjie and Maria are pouting beside them at the moment, their faces are full of unhappiness, but there is no way, who makes them neither military generals nor representatives of various places.

In the anticipation of tens of millions of people, the Dutch army stopped their neat pace about a hundred meters away from the clearing. The governor of the Dutch colony, Groening, and a group of high-ranking officials of the Dutch colony in Jakarta also got out of the carriage, although they tried their best to maintain their elegant demeanor, but everyone could see from the expressions on their faces that their mood was extremely depressed at the moment.

At this time, the crowd of onlookers suddenly began to twitch, the more they were in the back row, the more they stood on their toes and looked ahead, they wanted to try to see clearly the faces of the Dutch colonists who had been riding on their heads for many years, and more people were in a mood of excitement and anger, their eyes were round, and their hateful gazes were like countless knives, as if they were going to kill all these damned Dutchmen!

Finally, after walking a distance of more than 100 meters in those countless pairs of hateful eyes, Groening came to Liang Pengfei and lowered their always arrogant heads.

Groening took a deep breath, took out a draft of the descendant from his bosom and began to read it aloud: "We, on behalf of the King of the Netherlands, the Kingdom of the Netherlands, and the Eastern Colonies, would like to send a letter to His Excellency Liang Pengfei, the head of the Chinese Alliance, and his subordinate provinces of Lanfang, Central Luzon, and Java...... and all the representatives of the Chinese in the areas to surrender unconditionally, and we hereby order all the armed forces of the Netherlands in the eastern territories and the subjects of the Kingdom of the Netherlands to cease immediately all hostile acts against the Chinese......"

Beside those people, dozens of soldiers, who had already obtained the original text of the surrender last night, almost at the same time, pronounced every word read out by His Excellency Governor Groening in Chinese to these people and to these representatives.

Hearing that the Dutch governor was in front of him, in such a humble tone, in front of these tens of thousands of Chinese compatriots, he said that they wanted to surrender unconditionally. The former general system of Lanfang, and now the governor of Lanfang Province, at this moment, Luo Fangbo is already full of tears, although he tried his best to endure it, but the muddy tears came out of his eyes.

Not only him, but many of the delegates, as well as the countless people around them, were crying with joy, and even their voices in the back drowned out the high voices of the soldiers who were repeating the surrender.

They cried, but they actually wanted to laugh, they wanted to cheer, they wanted to shout unbridledly...... The Chinese can also see that these damn white-skinned ghosts also have a day of groveling.

(To be continued)