"Report to Your Excellency the Governor."

"Tell me, did you defeat the Akito's fleet?" Cohen asked triumphantly, the name of the coachman at sea was no joke. The Dutch, both in warships and ships, were among the best in the world. Although he had sold some warships to Liaodong before, Cohen didn't care, the Chinese who could conquer the sea had not yet been born!

He asked with a smile, but the soldier on the other side had a twinkle in his eyes and a look of panic.

"What, the Navy was defeated?"

"It's not."

"Oh, I'm just the Navy and won't fail." Cohen frowned, and then said angrily: "Why are you panicking, what is going on?" ”

"Report to the Governor, yes, it's the Red Castle that has been lost!"

"What?"

Cohen suddenly stood up from his seat, the bruises on his forehead exposed, and his eyes as big as bells.

"Impossible, simply impossible! The Red Embedded City is extremely strong, even if it is attacked by European armies, it can withstand half a month, how can it be lost so quickly? It must be those cunning Chinese who are lying, they can't beat the Dutch soldiers, so they use this method to deceive us, right? ”

The soldier who reported the news was embarrassed, he didn't agree, he didn't object, he held it for a long time, and could only say: "Your Excellency the Governor, there are soldiers who have escaped back outside, please ask them!" ”

Airplanes!

Cohen's head clanged, and he almost fell to the ground, and even if he didn't believe it anymore, it seemed that he couldn't believe it anymore. He strode outside, and several soldiers were standing outside, all covered in wounds, and their faces were black like imps, not to mention how embarrassed they were.

These people were the deserters of Chichicheng, and they were defeated all the way to the edge of the Taijiang River. wanted to escape by boat, but it happened to collide with Yan Sixian, and there was a chaotic battle, and twenty people died, and only a few of them ran back in a small boat.

"Your Excellency the Governor, the devil, we are fighting the devil, it's terrible, it's terrible."

As soon as I think of the earth-shattering cannon sound, the raging fire. It's simply the legendary hell, and those Ming soldiers are the little ghosts who rushed out of hell, and they are responsible for harvesting lives. They were ruthless and not chivalrous at all, and in the face of wounded soldiers, they unceremoniously cut off human heads and hung them on flagpoles as if to show off.

That's what only demons do, bloodthirsty, cruel and tyrannical. The most terrible thing is that they have a lot of firepower, even more than the European armies!

A young soldier even knelt on the ground and began to cry: "I want to go home, I want to go home!" ”

by these guys. Cohen's heart is extremely disturbed, is the Ming army really so powerful?

In fact, Cohen also received some information from the missionaries, and vaguely knew that a powerful force was rising in the north of the empire, and that there was a noble prince (his opinion of Zhang Ke, the king of Anton), leading a strong cavalry. Fight against the barbarians and defeat them.

A heroic epic story, in Cohen's opinion. Even if it were true, the army of the far north would not go to the south casually, after all, the distance was too far, and it was really not easy to understand the operation mode of the Celestial Empire according to the brain capacity of Europeans.

Cohen naively thought that the Yizhou soldiers would not appear, but now that the Red Embedded City had been lost, he couldn't help but think of those legends, if that was the case, he was afraid that they would meet an opponent!

"Your Excellency the Governor, Your Excellency the Governor!"

Someone ran out of breath and came to Cohen with only one word left in his mouth: "Navy, Navy ......"

"Did the Navy win? That's great! The city of Geranza was saved. ”

"No, yes, it failed, only the Batavia ran back, and the rest were all finished."

As soon as these words came out, all the Dutch widened their eyes in fright, revealing a look of disbelief, how could the mighty Hector sink so much? How could the sea coachman lose to Akito?

Is it an April Fool's joke?

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it! The Dutch won't fail so easily! Unless God forsaken us, no, no! ”

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The rumbling cannon sounded, and from the direction of the Taijiang River, Yan Sixian's fleet aimed its guns at the city of Relanza, which was unceremoniously bombarded.

The huge solid projectile hammered into the city wall, making a muffled sound, like thunder, and the souls of the people in the city were scattered.

"Bastard, go shoot back, fight back!" Cohen shouted desperately, but his men were full of embarrassment, because they did not expect the Ming army to break through from Luermen, so they did not arrange defensive firepower in the direction of the Taijiang River, and they were killed in disarray.

"Transfer, transfer the artillery in front of him, and bombard Akito for him!"

Cohen frantically gave the order, and the soldiers hurried to the western wall, where they were carrying the cannons, and one of the soldiers looked up to wipe his sweat when he saw a few white sails appear on the sea.

Soon, the sails grew larger and larger, and the dragon flag on the mast fluttered in the wind.

"Ah, yes, it's the Ming army, the devil is coming, God, save us!"

The Dutchman in charge of the transportation looked at it together, and suddenly his head buzzed, and he almost fell down in fright.

"Hurry up and report back to the Governor!"

At this time, it was superfluous to do anything, the two Ming armies surrounded the city of Geransha to death, the cannon kept ringing, and the rockets were overwhelming.

Explosions were heard in the city, and from time to time those delicate bronze cannons were blasted into the sky, and the fortified walls crumbled. The Dutch soldiers fought back, but soon they despaired. They had less than two thousand soldiers, while the Ming army was at least ten times as large as theirs, and the number of artillery was even more staggering.

And those nasty rockets that fall in the city and can start a fire, and the raging tongues of fire consume their families and destroy their property!

No, if it goes on like this, it will definitely not work!

From the beginning of the battle, Cohen fell into absolute anxiety, the strength of the Ming army was beyond his imagination, and now, he no longer had any illusions that he could win, and saving his life became the most critical thing.

"Hurry up and send a small boat and tell the other party that as long as they can ensure the safety of our people and property, let us evacuate safely, I am willing to give up the city of Geranza."

Surrender! For the steaming sea coachman, it is the most difficult word to open his mouth, and he still wants to retain a trace of dignity.

Small boats were sent out, and three in a row.

But in response to them was more fierce artillery, and Ming Ruxin simply took the city of Gelanza as a target. What is lacking and what is practiced, let the artillery keep firing at the city, and in this completely actual combat condition, the soldiers quickly matured.

The shells became more and more violent, so that the Dutch could not raise their heads at all, until on the third day, when the morning sun rose, a white flag was erected at the head of the city, which was particularly eye-catching.

"Hahaha, the red-haired devils surrendered, they surrendered!" (To be continued......)