Van Persie, who was disillusioned, didn't even have the strength to respond to Liang Pengfei, because he knew very well that the head of the Chinese alliance had a little favor for the Dutch, but the only thing that made him happy was that he also lacked a good impression of the British, and it was for this reason that Van Persie was able to use all his strength to win over the Chinese Führer, and now it was up to him to convince the governor and the top management of the East India Company to agree to his plan.

However, for his own eloquence and his own calculations, Van Persie believes that those stupid moths who can hardly do anything but scrape the ground and intrigue will be moved by themselves, at least, although the Dutch have suffered a big loss, but the British should not think about it, and similarly, this Liang Pengfei has also fallen into his own calculations. It can be said that under their own schemes, there is no winner.

"Your Excellency, please wait here, I must return to the city and report to His Excellency the Governor the results of our negotiations, for I am the plenipotentiary but the right to sign is in the hands of His Excellency the Governor." Van Persie took a deep breath and looked at the Dutch soldiers on guard at the head of the city, who looked quite nervous at the moment, and it could be seen from the expressions of those people that although they were all wearing standard Dutch army uniforms, they were just a bunch of recruits who had not loved much training.

It seems that Groening really believes in his own ability, or rather, Groning already knows that it is impossible for the other side to deal with the war on both sides at the same time, so he simply transferred all the main elites to suppress the greedy and vicious natives.

"Well, I'll wait here for your news, but it's midnight now, and I hope to see your Excellency the Governor come to me before the sun rises, hand over the keys to Jakarta, and sign the document we have agreed upon." Liang Pengfei bit his cigar and smiled at Van Persie, and pressed his big hand on Van Persie's shoulder: "I hope you don't let me down, my patience has always been bad, and the patience of my subordinates will not be much better than mine." ”

Hearing this, Van Persie took a few steps faster, and finally overwhelmed the reins handed by the attendant, turned over the horse, and galloped towards the city of Jakarta, looking at the vigorous figure of this Dutch old man, Liang Pengfei couldn't help but whistle to show surprise. "The old guy is really good."

"Kill them all, and leave not a single one." Standing in the center of the Governor's Guard, Groening shouted loudly to the soldiers, his order was cheered and echoed by almost all the Dutch soldiers and civilians, at this time, almost all the Dutch who could afford to hold knives and guns had gathered at the junction of Jakarta's East City and South City, where nearly 10,000 natives were trapped in the beast fight, and these natives even launched several counterattacks after finding that the other side did not accept surrender, causing a lot of trouble to the Dutch, but after all, it was only some trouble.

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"Your Excellency the Governor, Mr. Van Persie has returned and is looking for you." One of the guards struggled to squeeze into Groening's voice and shouted loudly.

"Okay, I'll go now, Lieutenant Colonel de Koller, I'll give you command here, and I hope you don't let me down." Groening saw Van Persie in the distance, who had dismounted and was looking this way. With a bitter smile on his face, he gave a loud order to De Koller as he directed the soldiers to attack the natives in the houses in the neighborhood again.

"Yes, Your Excellency the Governor, I will not disappoint you, even if these damned infidels, turn into worms and burrow into the sewers, I will pull them all out and crush them all." De Kohler smirked unusually excitedly. At this moment, there is nothing else in his heart except revenge.

"Alright, tell me, what did you promise those damn Brits?" Guarded by the guards, he walked up to Van Persie, and the tired, hoarse voice of His Excellency Governor Groening, whose eyes were blue at the moment, and his always meticulously groomed appearance and clothing now looked like a death row prisoner who had just crawled out of the dungeon and had been dragged and beaten violently.

"Your Excellency, I have not agreed to any conditions to the British." Van Persie had a strange smile on his face: "I just agreed to all the conditions of that group of Chinese pirates." ”

"What do you say? Wait......" The dark-toned eyes on Groening's originally confused and infinitely melancholy face suddenly lit up. He also raised his head instantly, and looked at the old politician with a meaningful smile on his face.

"I mean, I persuaded the leader of the other side, the self-proclaimed Chinese leader of the pirate Liang Pengfei, that he was willing to cooperate with us, of course, on the condition that he accept our surrender by replacing the British, and of course, that you, my Governor-General, sign that document and unconditionally lay down our arms and surrender. However, he will ensure that our personal property will not be violated, and he will send ships to transport our men to Palembang, the fortress of Pakpan, which we control. Van Persie's memory is quite amazing, and after handing the document that had just been drafted on the ship to Groening, he dictated it directly with a good memory.

"Aren't these Chinese afraid of retaliation from the British? Did they have their heads broken? Do they think that by imprisoning an officer of the East India Company, they can blatantly sign a contract with us, without fear of the East India Company, which has great power in the East, to trouble them for this? Groening felt that the Liang Pengfei in Van Persie's mouth was not a self-righteous 25, it must be a fool whose head was squeezed through the crack in the door.

"My lord, if you see the strength of His Excellency, the so-called head of the Huaxia Alliance, you will find that he is not an idiot who doesn't even want his surname for profit. He was the Chinese pirate who killed almost all the Western pirates in the entire Malay Strait, captured the entire Spanish fleet, bombarded Manila, and forced Spain to cede its colonies. Van Persie's words made Groening's golden eyebrows twitch slightly.

"Is that him?" Groening looked incredulous. "Are all those rumors true?"

"There should be no mistake, Your Excellency the Governor, and only he, will have the ability to annihilate our army and capture our navy...... As sad as it may sound, I truly believe that His Excellency the Governor is capable of this. Van Persie thought of the lime-salted heads and closed his eyes in pain.

“…… The important thing is that if the British want to take away these things, the powerful Chinese Führer will certainly not spit out the flesh in his mouth easily, and it is better to let them lose both, and then we may still have a chance, at least, our hope is not completely choked. Van Persie carefully explained his purpose to Groening. Although he had never thought of Groening as a foolish governor who couldn't even tell the truth, he wanted to make sure that his Excellency had gone to great lengths to understand why he had done so.

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Groening took the wet towel handed by the guards, wiped his face, then nodded, and smiled bitterly at Van Persie: "Well, no matter what, I should indeed go and meet this Chinese pirate who is so strong that even the Spaniards can only submit, I really didn't expect that we Dutch would one day grovel to the Chinese." ”

"Your Excellency the Governor, just as we thought this was a good opportunity to annex Borneo, things are always changing, and although those Chinese have the upper hand this time, who can predict the future?" Van Persie shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

These words finally made Groening's mood a little better: "I only hope that His Majesty will understand our painstaking efforts and the choices we have made in our difficult situation." ”

"Your Majesty is wise and wise, and as long as the arrogant and arrogant Englishmen cannot bear it, then His Majesty will know that we have made no mistake in this move." Van Persie walked side by side with Groening with a sly smile on their faces. "You know, back then, the British tried every possible way to take away the island of Ceylon from us, and there, but the place that the British dreamed of, back then, if it weren't for the French fleet gang, and the British were afraid that the European countries in the East would unite against them, so they reluctantly gave up their claim for sovereignty over the island of Ceylon."

"But these British have never taken their eyes off the island of Ceylon, and the British are like hungry dogs for this piece of fat on their mouths, and they are afraid that we, the European countries, will unite against their power in the East, but do you think they will be afraid of a Chinese?"

"And the leader of the East, having defeated two Western countries in succession, his self-confidence can be said to be extremely inflated, and he will not easily give up the fat in his mouth to anyone, whether he is English or French. That's right, I can assure you. ”

"That's his army?" Sitting in the carriage, slowly leaving Jakarta, where the sound of killing and gunfire was still heard, Groening looked at the soldiers of the 1st Battalion of the Liang Family Army who had begun to guard the docks of the port with some surprise.

Those Chinese soldiers who were powerful, heavily armed, with a fierce and wild surname in their bodies, and their eyes full of thirst for battle, made Groning a little uncomfortable, yes, he had never felt such an aura in the body of a Chinese.

In his impression, the Chinese are always bent over, hunched and working hard, conscientious and diligent, as if weakness and diligence are their natural surnames. But now, the pride and bravery of these Chinese soldiers from their bones are in absolute contrast to what he usually sees.

"yes, that's the Chinese army." The expression on Van Persie's face was both helpless and regretful, as if he seemed to have seen the end of the Western colonizers in the East.

(To be continued)