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November 7, 1636, the eighth day of the tenth lunar month, the beginning of winter. Asia, Southeast Asia, Peninsular Malaysia, Temasek.

In terms of days, the northern country of the Ming Dynasty has entered a cold winter at this time, but at the southern tip of the Malay Peninsula, it is still an equatorial hot and humid place with no seasonal cold and heat changes, and the temperature difference between day and night is not large.

Several Western-style or Eastern-style armed sailing ships anchored on the shore were still spewing puffs of white smoke towards the distant land, even if the range was only 1,000 meters at most, and the accuracy was unusually poor, but the smoke and dust from the flowering bombs in the depths of the rainforest were still huge.

In the midst of the shouting, a large group of oriental pirates threw away their armor and dragged all kinds of hot and cold weapons from the rainforest towards the coast, and some of the lagging ones turned back from time to time and fired indiscriminately at the jungle behind them with muskets. With such a scattered and disorderly retreat, some of the pirate leaders who were so angry that they had nowhere to catch them.

"Ouch, big boss, those Johor natives are so difficult to fight, they are all cunning, they hide in the dense forest to come to the shadow, and the brothers can't do it if they have the strength. It's no wonder that the Francois haven't touched this place for the past hundred years, and it seems that Temasek Johor is a barbarian country that should not be underestimated. ”

On the largest Western-style sea ship, a dog-headed military advisor with two rat whiskers said awkwardly behind Liu Xiang, who was open-chested and barebacked, while deliberately glaring at a few stupid little pirates on the deck: "Look at what, keep firing!" ”

Seven years have passed, Liu Xiang, who has been dressed in the tiger skin of the "South China Sea Volunteers", has once again developed into a formidable pirate in Southeast Asia through means such as annexation, abduction, and bribery, and has gathered a pirate group of thousands of people.

Whether it is a warship or a sword, a gun and artillery, Liu Xiang's South China Sea Volunteers can be regarded as a first-class grade, even if the armed merchant ships of the Dutch East India Company, which used to be strong and rampant and have no one in their eyes, when passing through the South China Sea, they must respectfully salute Liu Xiang and pay some protection money.

Liu Xiang is now not only a gun with a great increase in strength, but also a slave workshop co-founded by Huamei Oriental Union Group on Midai Island. Excluding the collection of protection money at sea and the smuggling of seafood, the annual dividends from the slave factories on Medai Island were at least 150,000 taels of silver.

In order to control zhì the best geographical port for trade in the South Seas. After gaining the tacit approval of the big boss of the overseas consular backstage of Huamei Pearl Island, Liu Xiang concentrated all his forces and began to attack the Malay Sultan of Johor, who had been driven out of Malacca by the Portuguese. The ultimate goal was to occupy Temasek (later Singapore) at the southernmost tip of the Malay Peninsula and the surrounding islands.

Historically, there have been countless bold Chinese who have followed in the footsteps of Western colonizers in Southeast Asia, but few have been able to truly gain a firm foothold. Now, we are strongly supporting Chinese maritime merchants from all over the world. Behind the scenes, encouraging Liu Xiang and other pirates to enclose the land is also one of the components of the Far East "Hermit Crab" plan undertaken by Fan Li, the head of foreign affairs of Huamei in Pearl Island.

However, like what happened to the Western colonizers in history, Liu Xiang caught the Johor natives by surprise on the pretext of going ashore to replenish fresh water, and fell into the quagmire of war. The revolt in the pristine lands of Southeast Asia, with its equatorial rainforest climate, was difficult to cope with until the early 20th century.

Don't look at Liu Xiang and the others. It is well-armed, but once it is scattered in the dense primeval rainforest, it will be attacked by people like headless flies. Without the same climate adaptability and jungle combat experience as the opponent, it is difficult to deal with the elusive Johor natives, no matter how strong the ships and cannons are.

It's been almost two months since the Temasek invasion, and Liu Heung has abandoned almost most of his business to eat the last few natives on Temasek. As a result, to this day, it is still a failure. The thousands of men who attacked the natives in the interior of the island lost nearly 20 percent of their illness and injuries along the way, and not even a single prisoner was captured.

"Fuck it...... This ghost place is too difficult, it's so difficult to catch a few natives, how can you stand on it! Liu Xiang stomped on the half-smoked gorgeous cigarette in his mouth and pulled out the musket on his waist, "Blow up a stick of incense for Lao Tzu again, and Lao Tzu will go up personally!" ”

"Oops. The big boss, the gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, your body is expensive, don't go! "The dog-headed military advisor still has a little conscience, and when he saw Liu Xiang's anger surging, he quickly grabbed the other party's arm and saluted vigorously." The brothers are injured, sick, I think it's better to withdraw this time. If you don't go to Pearl Island to find that Master Fan, you can bother him to send a gorgeous sailor to come over to help! ”

"Still looking for someone? Lao Tzu can't afford to lose this person. Didn't you see that before leaving, Master Fan specially allocated more than a dozen new guns and hundreds of new guns for us? Liu Xiang walked to the gorgeous cannon on the side, and touched the hot cannon body with "love", the expression on his face was extremely entangled.

Speaking of which, the treatment he Liu Xiang enjoys will not be worse than that of the others, he wants a gun for a gun, and he wants a gun to send a cannon, and now he has returned, which will inevitably make the big boss in the background feel that he can't support the wall.

"No matter, let the brothers camp and rest for one night, and tomorrow Lao Tzu will change places to kill him!" Liu Xiang raised the revolver that Fan Li had given him again, and roared loudly at his panting subordinates not far from the shore.

"Big boss, our patrol clipper is here!" When he was trying to persuade Liu Xiang with his henchmen, a little minion in the mast sentry tower suddenly shouted loudly.

Everyone on the boat turned their heads curiously, only to see a small clipper approaching quickly in the distance to the east, with the flag of Liu Xiang's South China Sea Volunteers hanging on the mast.

Not long after, a grizzled little pirate ran up to Liu Xiang's flagship, crying and bringing bad news to everyone: the slaves of the slave factory on Midai Island had rebelled, killed many Fusang ronin overseers, and surrounded Liu Xiang with more than 100 henchmen and the same number of Fusang ronin craftsmen stationed there in the factory's armed fortress.

"Damn! Can a group of people who want to die or not live rebel? Have you eaten all your food for nothing? Did you go to Pearl Island to move the rescuers? Liu Xiang was furious, grabbed the subordinates who came to report the news, and wanted to kill the other party on the spot.

Now, Liu Xiang is finally a little impatient. If you continue to spend money in Temasek, you are not afraid of losing some money and arms, and you are shy and leaning on the gorgeous God of Wealth, and there is a way to replenish it. But if the Midai Island Factory, which he spent a lot of money to build, and the henchmen he cultivated with great difficulty, were to be wiped out by a group of sick indigenous slave laborers, he wouldn't even have a place to cry, and he would really be completely despised by the big boss backstage.

"Go back, go back with Lao Tzu and chop up those miscellaneous pieces!" Liu Xiang's forehead was exposed, and after a few seconds, he finally let out a roar like killing a pig, and the thousands of pirates on the shore of the ship finally breathed a sigh of relief.

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At the stall where Liu Xiang led the main force to fight in Temasek. One night, hundreds of Malay, Sulu, and Javanese slave laborers from the slave factory on Medai Island secretly snatched the weapons of the Japanese ronin while the guards were drunk, and attacked the cordoned posts around the labor camp. Slave laborers ignited gunpowder during the riots, killing more than a dozen Japanese ronin craftsmen or pirate overseers, and nearly burning the pirate ship on the docks.

Slave revolts were ignited at night, and more and more indigenous slaves joined the revolt. The pirates were caught off guard, and many of the Japanese ronin were stoned to death by the emaciated natives.

The revolt continued until dawn, with fewer than 200 pirates and Japanese ronin left on the island of Medai, and they were crushed into an armed fort near the docks by native slave laborers. In the midst of the crisis, the two clippers immediately burned down the airstrip and fled to Temasek and the nearest island, Pearl Island.

Liu Xiang received the news before he had time to return. Escaping from the pirate ship from Midai Island to Pearl Island. A group of ragged and unkempt pirates were so anxious that they forgot to fire the signal flag, so they hurried into the harbor and were almost sunk by a Chinese Navy frigate patrolling nearby.

Liu Xiang's little pirate, who was taken to the mayor's mansion of Mingzhu City, his clothes were torn into strips, his whole face was gray, and there were still a few blood stains on his chest, and he was crying with a handful of snot and tears. When talking about the tragic situation of many Japanese ronin overseers who were stoned to death on the night of the slave revolt. I couldn't help but tremble all over my body.

"God, it's so unfortunate that it's probably a mob's paradise now."

Aniel, the second mayor of Pearl Island, who took office last year, stood up with an exaggerated expression, while looking left and right at several important people who had heard the news, and he was still a little unable to grasp this "extreme situation".

Anil, once a French young man hired by Yang Wenwen when she first arrived in the Azores Heroíspor, and later gradually became Yang Wenwen's confidant in her career. After the establishment of the American Concession of the Azores, he was also recommended to serve as a minor official in the port of the concession. More than ten years later. Anil, a mud-legged man in the countryside of Lyon, France, like many old immigrants, climbed up step by step, and finally became a veritable gorgeous upstart, and now relying on his relationship with Yang Wenwen and the Oriental Union Group, he has successfully sat on the mayor's throne in the overseas territory of Pearl Island.

"OUCC has important investment interests there! Ladies and gentlemen, you can't watch all of them be ruined by slave labor, can you? ”

Zhao Mingchuan was not on Pearl Island at this time. Qian Laosan, the administrative director of Dongfang Industrial Company, rushed over temporarily, and heard such bad news. At that time, Isaac, the general manager of Oriental Industrial Company, attached great importance to this small island that contributed more than 400,000 US dollars in profits a year, and if the Medai Island Industrial Zone was destroyed. The money that was directly in charge of the project couldn't eat and left.

"Ladies and gentlemen, help, the brothers trapped on the island won't last a few days!" The little pirate fell to his knees on the floor and began to cry as his legs went limp.

Although the government's military and political officials, including the mayor of Anil and the commander of the Asian Fleet, Colonel Andrew, are quite disdainful of some dirty pirate operations on the island, in any case, the island is one of the sovereign territories under the jurisdiction of the overseas territory of the Pearl Island, and any riots are absolutely not allowed. What's more, there are a lot of business taxes there, and everyone is no longer used to seeing pirates like Liu Xiang, but they must consider the economic interests of their own country, so they have to come forward to quell the rebellion in the face of the little pirates.

Mayor Anil and Colonel Andrew glanced at each other, and the latter could only nod helplessly. Colonel Andrew, who was in charge of foreign affairs in the Far East, was absent and was in charge of the military security of the region, and after consulting with the commanders of the local Foreign Legion garrison and the National Guard, he decided to send reinforcements.

In the evening of the same day, the officers and men of the infantry company of the Foreign Legion garrison and the two squadrons of the National Guard Reserve on Pearl Island set off on two sail frigates, the Yueji and the Dandelion, and docked on Midai Island in the early morning of the next day.

With the help of a large number of pirates, the ship's guns cleared the way, rifles, mortars, machine guns, and bayonets swarmed up, and the riotous slave laborers who surrounded the factory and the armed fortress were instantly crushed. Another day passed, and Liu Xiang also hurried back to Midai Island, and the number of people involved in the crackdown exceeded that of the slaves.

In addition to less than 600 who surrendered and were captured during the crackdown that day, nearly 2,000 slave laborers who participated in the riot were almost all killed by the officers and soldiers of the Chinese Foreign Legion within a week, and the bodies that could not be buried had to be thrown into the sea. Only a handful of slaves escaped to the primeval jungles of the island's interior, but the chances of survival were slim to none.

After that, until the end of the year, the counterinsurgency and suppression battles on the island of Medei had not completely stopped, and the resumption of production was far away. Looking at the factory camp that was almost in ruins, Liu Xiang wanted to cry without tears, and she wanted to die. (To be continued)