On November 3, 1904, it was slightly clear, and the sky was eerily bright and dark, like a precursor to the collapse of the universe.

The Prime Minister's Office.

The Wanghu car came to an abrupt halt in the outer courtyard of the official residence, and a middle-aged man with a high nose and thick eyebrows, wide lips and round ears jumped out of the car in a hurry and hurried to the prime minister's office on the second floor of the official residence.

His name is Chen Siguang, Chinese New Year's Eve, former minister to Germany, and current foreign minister. Running upstairs was not his habit, or rather, it was completely outside the scope of his daily behavior, but at this time he didn't care so much.

First door, main hall, spiral staircase, secretary's office, double door, vermilion sandalwood desk, Prime Minister, Liu Yun.

Chen Siguang gasped slightly.

"What's wrong?"

His expression was calm and majestic, and his deep voice was like a dragon's groan, but who knew his heart? The rumored true ruler of the Empire, how many humans dare to blaspheme this non-sacred but powerful being?

Chen Siguang bowed his head and presented a telegram, which read as follows:

"Yesterday, there was a riot against the Chinese in Jakarta, the Dutch East Indies, and by the time of the power generation, hundreds of Chinese shops and residences had been looted and burned by the mob, and there was no statistics of the dead and injured, only the consulate had taken in 40 or 50 asylum seekers, of which more than half were injured, and many women were raped. Ye Hua, the imperial consul in Jakarta, bowed with tears ......"

After Liu Yun saw it, he was already raising his sword eyebrows angrily, and suddenly took the case: "What kind of thing is the Netherlands, the land of projectiles, the few people, dare to challenge my Great Chinese Empire at such a time!" Damn, shit! ”

"Do you want to summon the Dutch minister personally? I have telegraphed the Imperial Ministers to the Benelux countries to lodge the strongest protest with the Dutch Government......"

"Call the Dutch minister!"

Half an hour later, the Dutch Minister Redner walked into the reception room of the Prime Minister's Mansion with his head held high and a civilized stick.

In less than five minutes, the minister kicked out the door with a red face, cursed, and from time to time popped out a few stiff Chinese words: "Planting a false ...... Threat...... Stupidity...... Barbarians ......"

"Adjutant Su!" Liu Yun yelled and rattled in the office.

Su Mengxin, Liu Yun's long-time confidant and secretary general of the prime minister, completed the whole process of running out of the secretary's office, pushing the door into Liu Yun's office and standing upright like a pillar in three seconds.

Liu Yun saw that he was still so sharp, and his tone softened slightly: "You are not a soldier now, you don't need to stand upright." ”

"I'm always at your disposal!" Su Mengxin is now more pillar than a pillar.

"Minister Hu, Minister of Internal Affairs, Minister Yang, Minister of Finance, Lord Zhong, Chief of General Staff, Lord Liu, Commander of the Navy and Chief of Staff of the Navy, Lord Liu, former Prime Minister Zhide Gongwen, and former Prime Minister Viscount Zhang Zhigao, will meet in the cabinet chamber within one hour!"

"Yes!"

After Liu Yun issued the order, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and his face was suddenly full of a cruel smile that could not be hidden.

"The Dutch East Indies, that is, Java, light oil, natural rubber, cinchona, are all good things...... I can't wait...... That's it! Truncating the Pacific and Indian Oceans...... Is it really going to have to wait ten years? How could you afford to wait......"

November 5, 1904, Jakarta Bay.

The cruisers "Winter Rain" and "Songyu" of the Imperial Chinese Navy sailed into the bay at noon, and their muzzles pointed at Dutch-style houses, Indonesian-style houses, coconut palms, evergreen shrubs, white-skinned rulers, and dark-skinned rulers on the coast......

At two o'clock in the afternoon, a steam transport boat was lowered from the "Winter Rain" and carried Colonel Liao Shengzhen, commander of the First Task Force of the South Seas, and his attachés, and docked at Tanjung Purok Pier.

Two days ago, the "Dongyu" and "Songyu" of the 5th Light Patrol Squadron were cruising together in the waters near Nansha when they suddenly received an urgent order from the Navy General Staff before lunch, asking the two ships to sail for Jakarta at maximum speed, and at the risk of the boiler bursting, Liao Shengzhen led the two ships to sail nearly 1,000 nautical miles within 48 hours and arrive at the target in time.

The Dutch guards in orange uniforms stood in two long rows with rifles loaded with bayonets, and as soon as Liao Shengzhen came ashore, he met several heavily armed Dutch officers.

"Colonel Liao Shengzhen, commander of the First Task Force of the Chinese Imperial Navy in the South Seas, has been ordered to ask to see His Excellency the Governor."

A ghostly-looking Dutch colonel did not wait for the translator to finish conveying Liao Shengzhen's words, and then pressed his sword and roared: "It is unacceptable that you ignore the obstruction of our warships, force your way into the bay, and aim your naval guns at the city!" I ask you to get out of the bay immediately and get 5 nautical miles off the coast! ”

Liao Shengzhen listened carefully to the translator's conveyance, and responded unhurriedly: "There is a massacre against our compatriots here, and I have been ordered to come to investigate the matter and transport the compatriots who want to evacuate back to China. ”

"There was no massacre, just a small riot, the matter has been resolved, innocent people have been protected by the authorities, the thugs will be severely punished, this is the internal affair of our country, and your country has no right to interfere!"

"When it comes to the safety of the lives and property of our nationals, it is related to our empire, and if His Excellency the Governor really wants to settle this matter, he should immediately meet with me to discuss relevant matters."

"You're not a diplomat."

"The government has granted me the power of emergency diplomatic disposition."

Seeing that Liao Shengzhen refused to give up, several Dutch officers muttered a bit of nonsense, and the grimacing colonel turned to Liao Shengzhen and said, "Your Excellency the Governor will not receive you, but you can go to the consulate and meet with the consul of your country." ”

Liao Shengzhen thought about it a little and agreed to go to see the consul first.

The carriage carried Liao Shengzhen and his party across the not very wide road, and there were Dutch cavalry guards in front and behind, or rather, surveillance.

Before the carriage approached the consulate, Liao Shengzhen noticed something unusual: several street entrances were covered by huge curtains, in front of which sentries and guards were arranged, and people were constantly carrying something from behind the curtain.

"What's going on with the curtains at those street corners?" Liao Shengzhen asked the grimace colonel who came with him.

"It's okay, the streets are being transformed."

Liao Shengzhen decided not to waste any more time with this guy.

The consulate arrived.

Before the outbreak of the Asian-Russian War, when Liao Shengzhen was still the commander of the Fourth Squadron of Light Patrol, he led the cruiser "Xia Yu" to Jakarta for a visit, and was warmly received by the Jakarta consul Ye Hua.

Behind the hollowed-out copper fence of the consulate, the originally picturesque grass garden was completely covered by tents and makeshift shacks, and the crowds outside the museum kept people trying to rush into the museum...... Isn't it Ye Hua?

The Dutch cavalry dispersed the crowd with horses' hooves and sabers, and Liao Shengzhen successfully entered the consulate.

"Brother Chengyuan, when did you crammed so many people here?"

Chengyuan is the word of Ye Hua.

Ye Hua's eyes lit up: "Brother Fu Jian, are you here, how about it, how many warships and how many soldiers have you brought here?" ”

"Two cruisers of my Fifth Squadron, 695 sailors and 40 marines, have just sailed into the bay. What the hell is going on here? ”

"From the night of the 2nd to the present, the compatriots who have taken refuge have been rushing in, and there are three or four hundred people in the museum, including many of the wounded, and I am trying to find a way to arrange for them to get on the ship and return to China, and a dozen of them have just been sent away here, and hundreds of people have poured in over there, some of them are afraid and do not want to leave, thinking that there will be nothing to do if they avoid this for a while, and they can't say that they can't move, and the people outside keep trying to come in, and the authorities are not cooperative, and the governor has been refusing to see me, it's a mess, it's a big head...... Come on, come in and talk. ”

Ye Hua pulled Liao Shengzhen and walked through the consulate compound, the courtyard was already crowded, men and women, old and young, injured and sick, as soon as he saw a naval officer in a snow-white military uniform and a golden ribbon on his chest, his frightened, patient, and expectant eyes converged invariably.

The filthy crowd huddled together like ants, babies crying, the wounded moaning, women crying, a chorus of doomsday.

Mixed with the smell of sweat, feces and urine, and rotten flesh, the disgusting breath constantly hit Liao Shengzhen's olfactory nerves, and he sniffled, but it was meaningless.

"Is there enough food and medicine?" Liao Shengzhen asked.

"I can barely buy it, but I have to entrust the locals to buy it, and I will be exploited in the middle, but it is good to be able to buy it - the anti-Chinese sentiment here has been brewing for a long time, the Dutch and the local aborigines are jealous of the Chinese, because the Chinese businessmen here can always make the business bigger and stronger, the Dutch can not compete, the local aborigines are only worthy of miscellaneous, and the authorities often spread rumors that are unfavorable to the Chinese businessmen, inciting the aborigines and the Chinese businessmen to embarrass them, and the Chinese who were victimized are not one or two, but this time it has gone too far, It's nothing short of a genocide of the Indians in the Americas by Europeans! ”

Ye Hua gritted his teeth and pushed open the door of the main building.

The house was also crowded with people, mostly old people and babies, or seriously wounded people mummified in layers of bandages, and the sound and smell were not much different from the outside.

A door on the side of the corridor was suddenly slammed open, and a teenage girl screamed like crazy and crashed into Liao Shengzhen, Liao Shengzhen's eyes were quick and he hugged her, but she let out a trembling scream of extreme despair, and in the next second, she tilted her head and passed out.

"Leave it to us." The two women dressed as nuns said to Liao Shengzhen.

Liao Shengzhen looked at them suspiciously: "What's wrong with her." ”

One of the nuns had tears in her eyes, and the other shook her head repeatedly, but did not speak, but helped the unconscious girl back to her room.

"She and her mother were raped by a mob right in front of her, and the mob cut off her mother's head and then cut off her breasts with the same knife, which her brother told us."

After Ye Hua finished speaking, he pouted into the corner of the corridor, and a teenage boy curled up in the corner of the wall, shuddering incessantly, muttering something in his mouth.

Liao Shengzhen punched the wall.

"Bastard! It's not a human! Look back, I used a fifteen-centimeter cannon to blow up all these scumbags! My dignified Celestial Empire has just defeated Russia, which is not yet invincible in Europe, the Netherlands is a fart, the Javanese are not even a fart, and killing them all is not enough to relieve hatred! ”

"Let's start with some practical questions. Once the military and police let it go, those ruffians and hooligans will be able to do anything, and the authorities have not allowed me to go to the scene of the incident to investigate. As many as 200 people have disappeared in the refugee newspapers, and many others have witnessed scenes of killing, rape, and arson, it is imperative that the remaining refugees be immediately transferred out of Lu, or at least to a warship in the Gulf. ”

"It's okay on my side, it's the attitude of the authorities that the refugees have to be able to move safely from here to the docks."

"I have repeatedly asked the Governor's Office to send military police to escort the refugees to the docks, but the Governor's Palace has used the excuse of suppressing the riots and saying that the police are insufficient, so I have not dared to transfer the refugees on a large scale, so I can only secretly send them in small groups."

"Give the Governor's Mansion a call and tell them that if the authorities are really not enough, we will send sailors and marines ashore to defend the consulate and escort the expatriates out if needed......" Liao Sheng Zhen gave a vicious fist high-five, "and tell them that we can also help the authorities suppress the rioters if we need to—in our own way!" ”

"However, I didn't receive authorization from China." Ye Hua hesitated.

"Let's take a look at this threat, if it doesn't work, it's important to transfer refugees, the situation here is too bad," Liao Shengzhen glanced back at the little boy huddled in the corner, feeling that the burden on his shoulders was heavier, "Take me to the telegraph room." ”

At about 4 p.m., two steam boats and several life-saving sampans were lowered from the Chinese warships in Jakarta Bay, and sailors and marines with rifles on their backs moved down to the dinghy through rope nets laid on the side of the gunwale.

The Dutch soldiers on the dock were loaded with loaded guns and watched nervously what was happening in the bay, not only in the face of the few dinghys and eighty Chinese soldiers, dozens of cannons ranging from 37 mm to 150 mm were pointing at them gloomily, and several Dutch patrol boats, torpedo boats, and gunboats, whose combined tonnage was less than half that of a Chinese cruiser, were cautiously circling around the bay and beyond, and even the most daring Dutch warships did not dare to sail within 1 nautical mile of the Chinese warships.

The formation of skiffs moved forward on its own in the calm bay, and for a second, every minute, time drifted away, and soon there was only a spider's silk between the bayonets of the Dutch soldiers on the dock and the bayonets of the Chinese soldiers on the sampan......