Chapter 594: East and West Collide
With the collapse of the Spanish Armada and the Dutch becoming coachmen at sea, the tiny Low Countries reached out all over the world to form the Dutch East India Company and establish a colonial trading system in East Asia.
From Indonesia to Taiwan, there are bases. Now in the city of Geranza, Taiwan, is none other than Cohen, the governor appointed by the East India Company.
Cohen was a very far-sighted and brutal man, he did not hesitate to kill the indigenous people of the Indonesian islands in order to monopolize the spice trade, and he also risked opening the gates of Japan and Korea, and even plotted to open the door to trade with the Ming Dynasty in Macau.
At first, the Dutch were very successful, and with a profit of seven million guilders a year, the East India Company quickly swelled, with 150 merchant ships, 40 warships, 50,000 employees, and more than 10,000 mercenaries.
That changed when the Dutch were ambitious and wanted to expand into more trade markets. The Ming Dynasty, which had been quietly moving, suddenly began to point its sword at the ocean.
First Korea, then Japan, and the Ryukyus, merchant ships from the Ming Dynasty seized more and more market share, especially when the Ming army defeated the Satsuma Domain, seized the island of Kyushu, and entered the Ryukyus, the situation in East Asia changed completely.
The Dutch could no longer stretch their hands and feet north, and trade windfall profits fell rapidly.
Originally, Japan accounted for 30% of the East India Company's trade profits, but now there is nothing left.
The Dutch could no longer sit still, and Cohen personally led twenty warships from Batavia to the city of Geranza, and his arrival brought the Dutch garrison in Taiwan to more than 3,000 men.
Even so, Cohen was not satisfied, and actively recruited mercenaries, trained strictly, and accumulated strength.
He knew very well that it didn't matter if the Ming army stayed asleep, but once this behemoth woke up and aimed the finger at the sea. It was an unprecedented test for the Netherlands, and indeed for the West as a whole.
The Ming Dynasty had endless human and financial resources, and at the same time had geographical advantages, and there were a large number of Han immigrants in Nanyang, which constituted the advantages of the Ming army.
Of course, Cohen also has his own calculations, he has seen the Ming army in Guangdong, according to the report, these Ming troops are in the era of cold weapons. Even with an arquebus, the power is not worth mentioning.
In particular, the Ming army lacked training, and was generally weak and sickly, and was vulnerable.
According to their conservative estimates, one Dutch soldier is worthy of 25 Ming soldiers, as long as a round of guns kills a few Ming soldiers, the others will flee in confusion, and victory belongs to them.
Cohen also listened clearly. A powerful nobleman of the Ming Dynasty established a Tuntian base in Jilonggang and sent a large number of immigrants. These men posed a serious threat to the Dutch, and Cohen planned to strike first and defeat the Ming army in northern Taiwan. Get a head start.
Without waiting for him to act, the Ming army actually rushed over first.
Without much politeness, Cohen gave the order, and he sent Captain Beder with three hundred soldiers. Landing on the bank of the Taijiang River by boat, pounced on the Ming army, and sent Captain Aldorp to lead a detachment of men and horses. From the southern front, the number of people in the red city was increased.
Beder was so arrogant that after he landed, he neither rested nor contacted his allies on the southern front, but launched a direct attack on the Ming army.
He does have the capital to be rampant, as a mercenary, he has been in the East for ten years, has experienced countless battles, and there are only two words for the armies of Asia: garbage!
The natives were stuck in the age of cold weapons, and they didn't even have iron weapons and armor, but they used bone arrows to blow arrows and other things, compared to the Dutch soldiers, it was simply two eras.
Even the most developed kingdom of the Celestial Empire is not a matter of concern militarily. Even if they are equipped with firearms, their training is seriously backward, their generals are mediocre and greedy, and their soldiers are cowardly and incompetent, such troops are not even comparable to the third-rate countries of Europe, even if there are more of them.
"Kill, kill them all like an animal! Use our guns to open the gates of the Ming Dynasty, for the glory of His Majesty the King, rush! ”
The drums of war became more and more urgent, the officers kept shouting, and the Dutch marched with neat steps, unstoppable, and pressed up against the Ming army. There were only twenty people in their row, but their movements were neat and fierce, and at first glance they looked like they had been a great enemy for a long time, and they should not be underestimated.
Mao Chenglu held the binoculars and looked at it, nodding secretly, no wonder the prince would make a special instruct that the combat power of Westerners should not be underestimated, even the most elite Yizhou soldiers may not be able to win in a one-on-one situation.
At first, Mao Chenglu didn't believe it, the one-on-one Yizhou soldiers were not even afraid of Jiannu's iron cavalry, could it be that Hongmaoyi was more powerful than Jiannu?
When he saw it today, he finally came to his senses, and it seemed that they were indeed much more fierce than Jiannu.
"Artillery preparation."
"Launch!"
Four shells shot out, streaked across the sky and smashed into the Dutch.
Facing the cannon, the Dutch was slightly stunned, but the team did not change and continued to move forward. The shells fell around, only one exploded, and shrapnel flew out, cutting the stomach of one of the soldiers, and the horrific internal organs flowed out, and the other leg was cut off by Zigan, lying on the ground, wailing incessantly.
The Dutch never expected that the Ming army would be equipped with such sharp artillery, and Beder couldn't help but flicker in his heart.
"It's just an accident, as long as they get close to the Ming army, they are vulnerable."
Beder kept telling himself that the Dutch soldiers were getting faster and faster, and at last they had reached a distance of a hundred paces. The Dutch soldiers in the first row came to a screeching halt, got down on one knee, and raised their muskets.
This distance has been verified many times, although it cannot give full play to the maximum power of firearms, but the troops on the ground in Asia have no weapons that can fight such a long distance except artillery, and firearms cannot be used, nor can bows and arrows.
It can be said that they are only allowed to hit people, and others cannot hit them from a safe distance.
To the surprise of all the Dutch, the Ming army on the opposite side also raised their firearms almost simultaneously as they crouched.
Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!
The smoke of gunfire filled the air, and the sound of miserable howls was heard from the ranks on both sides.
Beder rubbed his eyes vigorously, he could hardly believe that out of the twenty soldiers in the front row, fourteen or fifteen were hit by bullets. Some people were pierced in the chest, some had their heads blooming, some had stumps and broken legs, wailing and screaming, and blood stained the ground. Due to the hot and humid rain in the South Seas, they were not equipped with armor that got in the way. This means that if you are hit by a bullet, you basically lose the possibility of survival.
The Dutch were surprised, and Mao Chenglu was also surprised, except for the initial arquebus range was relatively close, the Ming army and the Tartar archers fought against each other, and they had to be filled with human lives.
But in the battle with the Dutch, five or six soldiers were knocked down in the first round. That is, the range of weapons on both sides was similar, and after losing the first platoon of soldiers, the Dutch did not collapse, but quickly replenished and prepared for the second round of shooting. The training is excellent, and the will is strong, which is still above the Ming army.
Although the number of losses of the Ming army was relatively small, Mao Chenglu knew that it was because of the lack of troops of the Dutch. The fewer bullets that come in, the less losses there will be, and he can't take it lightly at all.
"Brothers, we have met our opponents. Don't embarrass the Han family, shoot! ”
"Shoot!"
The second round of gunfire rang out almost simultaneously, and both sides fell again.
Ming Jun did not hesitate at all, and the young man behind him resolutely straightened his chest. The third round of confrontation continued.
The two sides are like two 200-pound boxers, you punch me, and I punch you. Nothing fancy. Fist to the flesh, it is completely internal fighting.
Whoever has poor training and insufficient willpower will swallow the bitter fruit of failure.
The gunshots rang out non-stop, the smoke of gunpowder filled the sky, almost obscuring the vision, every Ming army gritted their teeth, and there was only one thought that filled everyone's hearts, that is, there could be no shame!
You can shed blood, you can die, but you can't lose the people of the Heavenly Empire in front of the barbarians!
"Kill!"
The sound of gunfire, the sound of artillery, and the shouts rang out in a ball, and the rounds of fire were bombarded against each other, and there was no pause for a moment, and the number of deaths was rising in a straight line, and every moment a soldier fell to the ground.
Those elites who have been in great war and painstakingly trained have died on an island, they have no regrets, and the land where blood stains red is the land of China!
"Shoot!"
The blazing bullet shot out with rage, hitting the Dutchman opposite, and the moment the bullet pierced through the chest, blood splattered out, it was so gorgeous.
In such a fight, the person who is under the most pressure is Beder, he keeps praying to God, the Ming army will collapse when the next round of shooting is going to collapse, it must collapse, they don't collapse, it is themselves who collapse.
The number of his men cannot be compared with the Ming army at all, and it can be said that there is one less dead. Apparently God did not bless Badel, a cannonball exploded not far from him, and the flying shrapnel went into his back, wounding his spine and causing him to fall straight to the ground.
The commander fell, and the impact on the Dutch was fatal. Most of them were mercenaries, fighting for money, and the commanders were dead, and they didn't want to make unnecessary sacrifices.
Finally, someone couldn't take it anymore, threw down the firecracker, turned and fled.
Mao Chenglu showed a victor's smile on his face: "Chase me!" ”
The Ming army couldn't bear it for a long time, and with a snort, pounced on the Dutch, and only about two dozen of the more than three hundred people brought by Beder ran out, and the others were all wiped out, and the seriously wounded Beder was also captured by the Ming army.
At this moment, Tanma learned that because a group of Hongmaoyi had come up from the south, Mao Chenglu was unceremonious, and immediately ordered a battle, killing and slashing, and Aldorp and his soldiers were also killed.
The first battle was successful, destroying nearly 500 Dutch soldiers, and of course the Ming army also paid the price of more than 300 people, and the losses were not unheavy.
Mao Chenglu ordered the corpse to be collected carefully, and according to the order of the prince, every soldier who died in order to open up overseas must write down their name, and forever be a hero of China, shining in the annals of history!
At the end of the battle on the periphery, Mao Chenglu hurriedly led the men and horses and killed the Red Embedded City. The victory of the army did not make him relax in the slightest, on the contrary, he was even more worried.
The Dutch are so fierce, whether the navy can defeat the Dutch fleet, the vast sea is the real decisive battlefield! (To be continued......)