Mark Lin. As the governor of the colony, Count Boto had the power to make decisions, but the rich and influential people in the city were the wealthy merchants. Count Botto obviously didn't want to bear the blame for this, because the finances of the colonial political axe were on the verge of collapse, and he had no money to pay to the bandits outside the city, in other words, for his own career, even if he had money, he didn't want to pay it.

The rich people in Batavia were Chinese and Dutch aristocratic merchants, so on this issue Macklin. The Count of Botto wisely remained silent, thinking that he would leave the last questions to these people, lest he would end up complaining and becoming the target of a group of attacks.

While the Dutch were still arguing, Lin Haijiang on the dock outside the city was already impatient, and Lin Haijiang said to Wang Dongxu behind him: "Send a signal to the fleet and bombard Batavia City for five minutes without restrictions!" ”

Wang Dongxu, who heard the order, was slightly stunned, he looked at the pocket watch that Lin Haijiang gave him before, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Chief Lin, it seems that there are still ten minutes to thirty?" ”

Lin Haijiang sighed softly, took out his pocket watch, looked at it, and said with a slight smile: "I only said to give them thirty minutes, but I didn't say when to start the cannon, just urge them!" Just fry it for five minutes. ”

"Yes!" Wang Dongxu ran to convey the order, Lin Haijiang glanced at Wang Dongxu's back meaningfully, and then turned his attention back to the direction of Batavia City.

Lin Haijiang is still more familiar with the island country of Indonesia, there are more than 100 ethnic groups scattered on the islands, Javanese, Sundanese, Madura, and Indonesian Chinese are the main constituents of this island country, and now account for nearly one-fifth of the total population, the Chinese only account for four percent of the total population in later generations. Cows', if you want to be self-reliant and self-reliant in the Chinese who are accustomed to being slaughtered, you can't achieve it by relying only on strong ships and cannons.

Let those who are accustomed to eating grass change to eating meat and drinking blood? It doesn't seem to be so easy, just as Lin Haijiang pondered!

Boom, boom, boom! Five minutes of aimless shelling turned Batavia into a city of terror, and there seemed to be no safe place in any corner of the city.

The natives, who always love to gather together, seem to have learned a lot more wisely after being blown up several times, and know that scurrying around in the flying shrapnel is also an improvement for the lazy ones.

The Dutch, by contrast, were much more qualified, jumping into gutters or lying on their laurels near flower beds, allowing the smoke of the explosion to drift through and shrapnel to rage.

The warships on the sea basically used the white three-story governor's palace as the shelling radius, so the governor's palace in the center only dropped dozens of shells, and the damage was not great, on the contrary, the local natives on the periphery were blown up and scattered all over the ground.

Macklin, whose face was full of gunsmoke and panic. Count Boto still hysterically yelled at Lieutenant Colonel Wentuk: "You stupid Wentuk, didn't you say thirty minutes? ”

Lieutenant Colonel Wintuk looked at Macklin with the same anger. Count Botto yelled, "How do I know if his watch is going faster than ours?" ”

Tables go fast? Mark Lin. Count Botto was suffocated for a moment, and almost fainted without taking a breath. Count Botto actually wanted to faint, but it was very helpless that even if he fainted at this juncture, these bastards could quickly wake him up.

"Let's go to the docks together! Talk to that barbarian about the conditions! "Macklin. Count Botto led the way in the direction of the docks, where the shelling had blown up all the carriages outside the Doge's Palace.

No one seems to be able to refuse Macklin. At the suggestion of Governor Boto, a large group of Dutch nobles cautiously followed, and in order to make a strong impression, Lieutenant Colonel Weintuk selected a hundred soldiers who seemed to be able to hold guns.

A team of Dutch soldiers trembling like quails gradually entered Lin Haijiang's eyes, Lin Haijiang slowly closed his eyes slightly, and sat on the chair moved by Wang Dongxu with a big golden knife.

At this time, McCann, a ship-accompanying doctor who was in charge of rescuing the little girl, walked to Lin Haijiang's side and sighed helplessly, the meaning of this action was naturally clear in Lin Haijiang's eyes.

Lin Haijiang turned to Wang Dongxu and ordered: "Execute a hundred natives for me, and execute the dozen or so Dutch police officers and soldiers who participated in the robbery captured last night, as if you were avenging the little girl!" ”

McCann was shocked when he heard this, and explained: "The little girl is fine, the knife wound did not hurt the internal organs, I just wanted to tell you!" ”

Lin Haijiang nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand: "The execution plan remains unchanged, it should be regarded as a celebration of the little girl's turn from danger to safety!" ”

In the scorching heat of midday, Macklin. The Earl of Botto was wiping the sweat that was constantly dripping and full of anger, but he had to look carefully at the arrogant Chinese commander of the Royal Navy of the British Empire.

Jean Macklin. Count Boto was even more shocked by the large corpse neatly on the side, he didn't know what the other party wanted to do?

Lin Haijiang is enough to make Mark Lin. Count Boto and Lieutenant Colonel Wentuk basked in the sun quietly for an hour, during which Lin Haijiang did not say a word, and the atmosphere on the dock was extremely strange.

Lin Haijiang, who felt that it was almost time, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Macklin with a cold gaze that seemed to be a dying person. Count Botto, Macklin. The fat of Count Botto's whole body suddenly trembled! His feet went limp and he almost sat on the ground.

Mark Lin. Count Botto couldn't imagine what was in his creepy gaze?

Lin Haijiang waved his hand to stop Mark Lin, who wanted to speak. Count Botto, fiddling with the six sons of Helif and said: "Your Excellency, you don't need to say it, I believe that no matter how hard you try, the conditions proposed will definitely not be able to heal the damage we have suffered, you better listen to my conditions!" ”

Lin Haijiang's words also really made Mark Lin. Count Botto and Lieutenant Colonel Ventuk breathed a sigh of relief, as long as there were conditions to negotiate, then their safety was guaranteed in disguise.

Lin Haijiang himself actually has a very bad habit in the use of guns and ordnance, that is, he always likes to use the muzzle of a gun to point at other people's words, although he knows very well that this is a taboo in the use of firearms, but he always can't suppress that restlessness.

It's much better now, no one is questioning him, Lin Haijiang, who doesn't care about the feelings of others, pointed at Maclin with the muzzle of Helif Liuzi's fast gun. Count Botto and Lieutenant Colonel Ventuk said: "Your Excellency, our request is simple, the first is to compensate us for our losses!" ”

"A pound is twenty shillings, and a shilling is twelve pence!" Lin Haijiang made a gesture and snapped his fingers, and then said to Mark Lin. Count Botto smiled and said, "Compensate us for the loss of two million pounds!" ”

Yes! Mark Lin. Count Botto and Lieutenant Colonel Ventuk were stunned for a moment, they had also thought that the other party would open their mouths widely, but they did not expect it to open so widely.

Lin Haijiang meets Mark Lin. Count Boto had an extremely shocked expression, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and he said coldly: "Is it too much?" ”

Maklin in a cold sweat. Count Boto wiped his sweat and nodded like a chicken pecking rice, Lin Haijiang looked at the sky and said thoughtfully: "Then change it to 480 million pence!" ”

Mark Lin. Count Botto's face had turned purple, and even the best of people could not bear such a trick.

Before he could speak, Lin Haijiang suddenly became angry and kept pointing at Mark Lin with his gun. Count Botto and Lieutenant Colonel Ventuk shouted: "I am not talking to you about money, but about the lives of more than five hundred sailors who are infinitely loyal? Can life be measured in terms of money? ”

The black hole of the Helif six-son fast gun in Lin Haijiang's hand has been pushed against Macklin. On Count Boto's head, Lin Haijiang said viciously: "Dear Mr. Governor, could you please tell me how much the lives of you, your family and your subordinates are worth?" I bought it! ”

Lin Haijiang didn't want to frighten Mark Lin either. Count Boto then slowly raised the muzzle of his gun, and from time to time there were sailors escorting a few or a dozen natives to the dock, and the armed Chinese on the wharf stabbed and kicked the natives one by one into the sea with bayonets. Count Botto wiped his sweat and said, "For the first and last time, I remind you that the conditions I have put forward are those that you need to fulfill immediately, and there is no room for bargaining, understand?" ”

Mark Lin. Count Boto nodded mechanically, and Lin Haijiang continued: "Second, in order to crusade and punish these damned thugs, I want your troops to cooperate with me to punish the natives, and the standard of punishment is that if I sacrifice one subordinate, I will pay for the lives of more than ten natives!" ”

Lin Haijiang's second condition made Mark Lin. Count Boto quietly breathed a sigh of relief, this is a typical thing that the dead friend does not die and the poor do, Maclin. Count Botto is not an idiot, what does it matter to him whether the natives live or die?

Lin Haijiang waved his hand to a map and said, "Third, lease this place to us as a temporary transit naval base in the future." ”

Mark Lin. Count Boto looked at the map, and beckoned Lieutenant Colonel Wintuk, who was full of reluctance, to step forward, and after the two muttered, "Your Excellency, Commander, this is not a colony of the Netherlands!" ”

"What?" Lin Haijiang took the map and compared it.

Lieutenant Colonel Wentuk said embarrassedly: "Indeed, we have organized expeditionary forces to Sumatra many times, but the terrain there is complicated, the natives are extremely brave, and there are more than ten small kingdoms on just one Sumatra island, so they are still wandering outside the civilized world." ”

"Then I want Sumatra too!" Lin Haijiang yelled loudly.

Mark Lin. Count Boto helplessly glanced at Lieutenant Colonel Ventuk, who had the same expression, and said pitifully: "Sumatra belongs to you, but we can't issue you any supporting documents, everything depends on you!" ”

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