Episode 46 Waiting in a pool of blood

"Xiaoqiang," Qiu Yun's face turned pale with anxiety, "You must not go out at this time!" You must not go out! Don't go out! ”

"Autumn ......"

"Xiaoqiang, Xiaoqiang!" Qiu Yu hugged Xiang Xiaoqiang and cried, "Don't go out!" If something happens to you, I won't survive! I can't live without you! ”

Xiang Xiaoqiang stroked Qiu Yu, choked uncomfortably in his throat, his eyes were red, and outside the window was the more and more wild savage screams of the locals, and Qiu Yu in his arms was crying again, holding on to her most precious treasure in the world, and never letting go no matter what.

The secretary next to him also looked uncomfortable, and said tentatively:

"Lord Xiang, do you have to tell the governor in person? Or...... You can make a statement here, and you can threaten it...... Why don't we wait a little longer, and I'll call the Governor one later?" ”

Qiu Yu raised her head with tears on her face, nodded vigorously, and cried:

"Xiaoqiang, you can speak publicly here, just say that if they dare to touch the Chinese, the Ming army will come and kill all the Dutch! Xiaoqiang, so you don't have to go out! ”

Xiang Xiaoqiang looked at Qiu Yu and sighed. He knew that Qiu Yun's mood at the moment was completely to protect him at all costs. But after all, he has a greater responsibility and can't think about things like Qiu Yu.

"Qiu Yun," he cupped Qiu Yun's face and said softly, "Listen to me, no...... If you do anything, you will kill everyone and everything, this kind of thing is absolutely not allowed to be said openly...... As a member of the Ming Dynasty, if I say this kind of thing publicly, then we will not have to mix it up in the international community in the future...... Such words can only be said close to the ears of the governor. With his ear to him, I could even tell him that this is what Her Majesty told me to say...... That Governor guy knows who I am, and he won't be serious...... But if I were to speak publicly on behalf of the country here, he might think it was just an empty threat...... I can't say it publicly, this is what Her Majesty the Empress of the Ming Dynasty meant, right? …… Qiuyun, do you understand? ”

Qiu Yu gritted his teeth and looked at him, and said with tears in his eyes:

"I don't care, you're not allowed to go. If you go out, then ...... I'm out too! ”

"Damn, you're crazy!" Xiang Xiaoqiang grabbed her shoulders and shook her a few times, "You say, are you crazy?" ”

Qiu Yu cried out again "wow":

"Ah...... That...... Then who told you to go out first......"

"You ......"

At this time, the radio lights came on again. Xiang Xiaoqiang motioned to the secretary to take it. The secretary sat down and put on headphones, and scribbled on paper as he listened. After a while, he handed the telegram to Xiang Xiaoqiang.

Xiang Xiaoqiang took it and looked at it, it was the most advanced password. It's estimated to be fourteen grids. The telegrams she received must have been the most important and useful news. Xiang Xiaoqiang comforted Qiu Yu, gently kissed the tip of her nose, and Wen Yan asked her to translate the telegram.

Qiu Yu sobbed heavily, his shoulders and back trembled, and while wiping his tears, he sat down obediently and translated according to the codebook. Translated and translated, she stopped sobbing, became more and more focused, and after a while, all of them were translated, and she handed them to Xiang Xiaoqiang with a panicked expression.

Xiang Xiaoqiang took a few glances at the result, and immediately looked solemn. He looked up and motioned for the secretary to go out first. When there were only two people left in the room, Xiang Xiaoqiang frowned and muttered:

"Shen Ge Lao just said at a press conference that it is possible for Daming to temporarily withdraw the aircraft carrier formation. Princess Liaoyang analyzed that there are two possibilities, one of which may be to show goodwill to the Netherlands, so that they can see the hope of a peaceful settlement, so as to negotiate seriously and show sincerity. Second, it is a deliberate show of weakness to send a signal to the Dutch authorities: the Ming government feels that it cannot be drawn, and does not intend to use force to stand up for the local Chinese. …… In this way, it will put the local Chinese in an even more dangerous and miserable situation......"

Qiu Yu had already seen it, but still looked at him nervously with tears in his eyes, hoping that he might be credible if he said the first one. However, Xiang Xiaoqiang read more and more painfully:

“…… Four days have passed since the Tuhua riots, and in the four days, the Ming Dynasty has sunk two Dutch warships, shelled Batavia, and made harsh demands, becoming more and more aggressive...... Now the balance of sympathy in the world has gradually tilted in favor of the Netherlands...... If Da Ming wants to go further and gain greater benefits, it is best to have a new round of Tu Hua storm and let world public opinion stand on Da Ming's side again......"

Even Qiu Yu, when she heard the second possibility, felt that the first possibility was too romantic. Xiang Xiaoqiang finally said:

Princess Liaoyang thinks that it should be the second possibility. She...... She didn't give me advice this time, she just told me to be safe no matter what. ”

Xiang Xiaoqiang read it to himself, and he understood it in his heart. According to the fourteen grids, most of them appreciate Shen Rongxuan's hand. If she was asked to give her advice, she would definitely suggest that she stay silent, cooperate with Shen Rongxuan, and sit back and watch a new round of Tuhua riots happen, so as to build momentum for Da Ming to grab greater benefits. But she knew herself too well to see the tragedy happen again, and she would do everything she could to stop it. Therefore, Fourteen Gege did not give advice to himself, but only reminded himself: pay attention to safety no matter what.

Qiu Yu hugged Xiang Xiaoqiang and cried bitterly, crying heartbreakingly. But she didn't say anything like not letting Xiang Xiaoqiang go out. Xiang Xiaoqiang also had tears in his eyes, stroked Qiu Yun's hair, and choked up:

"Stay here...... Wait for me to come back. I'll be safe, you...... You're relieved......"

Qiu Yu cried so much that he almost collapsed, and said while crying:

"You must come back...... When you come back, I will live. If you don't come back, I'll die. I'm serious. So, you have to protect yourself...... When you die, that's two lives. ”

Xiang Xiaoqiang knew that it was useless to persuade her, so he just nodded and patted her. I can't help but sigh in my heart: what will I do in five years!

……

Xiang Xiaoqiang pushed the door open and asked the secretary to make one last call to the governor. After this call, the Governor's secretary said that the Governor was seeing a dentist and could not speak to Mr. Chincha for the time being.

This is also to be expected.

Xiang Xiaoqiang found Consul Nuremberg and borrowed a car from him. Nuremberg looked at the crazy scene outside the window, wiped the sweat from his head, shook his head and sighed:

"I really wouldn't recommend you go out now...... Before the riots on the afternoon of the 23rd, this was what the streets looked like...... No, it's crazier than the 23rd now...... I'm a European, I'm a diplomat, I'm not going out. At all times, your life comes first. If you lose your life, you can't do anything for others......"

Xiang Xiaoqiang originally thought about asking the consul to send it in person, which would be much safer. But now hearing him say this, he completely dispelled his thoughts.

Xiang Xiaoqiang brought three guards. Each guard carried two box guns, and Xiang Xiaoqiang also carried one for himself. Although the Chinese may have become prey now, this is after all a consulate's car, with a diplomatic license plate and a German small on the front bar? As long as you are careful not to be found by the locals that there are Chinese in the car, the danger should not be great. Besides, a few of his own people still have several guns, and no matter how many and fierce the locals are, they don't have guns.

Three guards, one secretary. The secretary drove, a guard sat in the front passenger seat, two followed Xiang Xiaoqiang in the back row, several people carefully shrank their heads, and the car slowly drove out of the consulate gate.

As soon as he went out, several local youths gathered around him came over, squeezed the glass window and looked into the car, and when they saw that it was all Chinese, they immediately shouted, and immediately gathered a large group of locals, and someone smashed the car glass with a stick, and immediately a few dark arms reached in, grabbed Xiang Xiaoqiang's clothes and dragged them out.

Qiu Yu was lying on the balcony, screaming when he saw this scene, and cried loudly:

"Xiaoqiang!! Jack bauer!! Run!! ”

Xiang Xiaoqiang was terrified in his heart, his arm was scratched in severe pain, he looked at a few savage faces outside the window, and scolded:

"**, I really don't recognize the Nazi flag! …… Hurry up! ”

The secretary who drove the car also shouted in horror:

"No, there are people in front of you, all of them are blocked!"

There were already a dozen people outside the car pulling the car, and it seemed that it was about to overturn the car. Once overturned, it's over. Roared at Xiaoqiang:

"it off!"

"There's someone up ahead!"

"If someone hits me!"

The secretary gritted his teeth, stepped on the accelerator, and the car roared and rushed out, pushing out the two locals who were stopped in front of the car at once. The two men were thrown out for several meters, rolled over a few times, and lay on the ground without moving.

The crowd behind roared and cursed, stones and bricks clanged on the butt of the car, and the rear glass was also smashed.

"Your Excellency!!"

The guards around him shouted, there was still a pair of arms on the window, and a local young man ran through the car window, yelling in his mouth, still trying to catch Xiang Xiaoqiang. scolded Xiaoqiang "your mother x", then took out the box gun and put it on the man's arm to "snap".

The man screamed and rolled to the ground. The bullet pierced his arm, bounced off the door, and landed at Xiang Xiaoqiang's feet. Xiang Xiaoqiang picked up the bloody warhead, held it tightly, felt its slight heat, and the wild beating in his chest calmed down a little.

The car sped down the street.

The streets of Batavia are another crazy sight. Xiang Xiaoqiang looked out the window, the morning sun was red, sprinkled on the ground like blood. The situation in the streets was almost out of control, and the local youths gathered in groups of three or five, carrying long knives, sticks, and ropes, some running, some gathering together to wait, and the mob groups in the streets were getting bigger and bigger, all men in their twenties and thirties, shirtless or wearing torn vests, with sturdy and dark arms, and beastly eyes looking around.

From time to time, some local teenagers run back and forth, excitedly passing something among these groups. The local young men of Batavia seem to be chained together, waiting for some leader to start the execution of the Batavian Chinese by order from Allah.

"Quick, drive faster!"

Xiang Xiaoqiang felt the strange atmosphere outside the window, his face turned pale, and urged.

"My lord! Look! ”

Xiang Xiaoqiang quickly turned his head and followed the instructions of the guards beside him. On the side of the road, more than a dozen locals were wandering the streets, led by a local teenager of fifteen or sixteen, who dragged a man with his arms tied behind his back with a rope. The man was probably Chinese, with a rope around his neck, and the end of the rope was in the hands of the local boy, and he dragged it away. The Chinese tongue had been spit out in half, and it was motionless, so it should have been dead.

Obviously, this is a "pre-dinner snack" that some locals can't wait for and start first.

The faces of several people turned pale. Xiang Xiaoqiang was furious, pulled out the box gun, and was about to stretch the barrel out of the window. The two guards were shocked and hurriedly held him down. Xiang Xiaoqiang roared angrily:

"No, stop, let's kill a few before leaving!"

"My lord! My lord! One of the guards shouted, "No! We must rush to the Governor's Palace as soon as possible! It's easy for us to kill a few locals now, but that would trigger the carnage to start early! My lord! ”

Xiang Xiaoqiang covered his face and fell on the seat, yelling:

"!! …… Then hurry up and drive! ”

……

As he drove through the Chinese neighborhood, Xiang Xiaoqiang saw that a large group of local thugs had gathered under the Chinese residential buildings, clamoring for "land". Those men were holding knives of all kinds, and some were carrying gasoline cans, looking up at the Chinese windows upstairs, with grim, expectant smiles on their faces.

The car sped at a gallop and finally stopped outside the gate of the Governor's Palace, honking its horn violently.

The guards at the gate saw that it was the car of the German consul, and hurriedly came to take a look, but they didn't expect that it was all Chinese.

Stretched out his head to Xiaoqiang and ordered:

"Open the door quickly, I am the Great Ming Qincha, and I want to see the Governor and talk to him about the future of the Kingdom of the Netherlands!"

The secretary translated, and the guards didn't dare to slack off, and immediately called inside for instructions.

It took a while for the guards to let them in.

The group entered the Governor's Palace and sat on the sofa in the living room. The local servant served them coffee again. The Governor's interpreter came again, and smiled and asked them to wait a moment, saying that the Governor was having breakfast and would meet them later.

Xiang Xiaoqiang rolled his eyes, looked at the ceiling, and was completely speechless with anger.

The governor seemed to have identified his weakness, which was the local Chinese. He always thought that only when he connived at and instigated the anti-Chinese storm, and the lives of local Chinese were in the palm of his hand, would he be in the most advantageous position to negotiate with Xiang Xiaoqiang.

Xiang Xiaoqiang resisted the urge to hit someone, took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and paced in the golden living room. The interpreter was smiling at him.

Xiang Xiaoqiang stood in front of a cabinet of strange things, and admired the treasures of various countries on the wooden shelf with his hands behind his back.

The top is mainly porcelain. Xiang Xiaoqiang pointed to a blue and white porcelain and interrogated the translator:

"Hehe, this is worth a lot, right?"

The interpreter couldn't understand why he was suddenly so calm. I guess it's deliberately pretended. The translator didn't break it, and replied with a smile:

"Yes! Lord Xiang is really a good eye, this is the collection of our Governor for half his life, many things were cheap when they were bought, but now they can be said to be priceless...... The one you are talking about is a blue and white porcelain plate from the Yongle period of the Gui Dynasty, which is said to have been brought to the East Indies by Zheng He during his voyage...... Our Governor is in Semarang, and it took ......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a crisp sound and a pile of broken porcelain pieces on the ground.

The translator opened his mouth wide and stared at the broken piece of porcelain, his throat "clicking" and trembling, unable to speak.

Xiang Xiaoqiang said indifferently:

"Oops...... 8 Excuse me...... Lost Bird ......"

Then he pointed to a bottle and said:

"Anyway...... This bottle is also quite beautiful, how much does it cost? ”

The translator was a little dizzy, and his mouth subconsciously said:

"The bottle...... More valuable...... It was during the Yuan Dynasty of your country......"

"Dang Chang - !!"

There was another crisp popping sound, followed by Xiang Xiaoqiang's tone:

"Oops...... 8 Excuse me...... Lost the bird again......"

The interpreter's feet were weak, and the servant next to him quickly supported him so that he did not collapse. …… These are all the Governor's lifelong collections, and each one of them is his treasure...... This Lord Qincha has already smashed two villas in a moment......

Xiang Xiaoqiang ignored the astonishment of everyone in the living room, including his own people, and he had already opened his jaw to the ground. He paced leisurely over to an oil painting on the wall, and looked at it with great interest.

"Ah, I recognize this painting," he said, looking at it in the lower right corner of the painting, "it's Picasso's signature!" …… Anyway, Lao Bi has become famous at this time! …… This is his work in the twenties, when Lao Bi's style was still realistic! …… How much money did your governor spend? ”

The translator saw that he was about to stretch his "claws" onto the canvas again, and his face was not bloody, and he was almost on his knees. He begged weakly:

"Lord Chincha...... Please don't ...... Please...... Shall I go to the Governor for you...... Don't ...... again."

"Hehehe, don't be in a hurry," Xiang Xiaoqiang turned around, smiling and flicking the paint between his fingernails, "Let the Governor enjoy breakfast slowly, I'm here to enjoy the artwork, don't worry." Hehe...... When appreciating artworks, the most taboo is impetuous......"

The translator was desperate to see that Picasso's canvas paint had been cut out by him......

"Hmm," Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled, flicking his fingernails a little embarrassedly, "I just want to see what brand of paint Lao Bi uses...... I've also learned how to draw, and I said......"

The translator came to his senses, blushed, gritted his teeth and stepped forward to stop Xiang Xiaoqiang. Xiang Xiaoqiang rolled his eyes, took the initiative to stretch his head towards him, and said from between his teeth:

"Come on, come on, you hit me, you hit me...... I'll call you...... If you kind of beat me to death...... If you can't kill me today, I won't leave, and I ......."

The interpreter stomped his foot, cursed a Dutch word in his mouth, turned and ran out of the drawing-room, and went to call the governor.

A few minutes later, the Governor followed the interpreter and trotted into the drawing-room. His fat face was flushed, his face was covered with sweat, and he was panting, and he just entered the living room and didn't care about looking at Xiaoqiang, staring directly at the two broken porcelain pieces on the ground.

Then he looked at the Picasso on the wall.

The fat on the governor's face twitched, and his flushed face quickly turned pale. He slowly turned his face and stared at Xiang Xiaoqiang, roaring in his throat, his eyes were red, and his legs were stiff and staggering towards him, like a fat zombie from "Resident Evil".

Xiang Xiaoqiang subconsciously took a step back, and the three guards immediately blocked in front of him.

"Poof", the governor himself fell to the ground with his legs weakened, gasping for air in his throat. The interpreter and the servant immediately jumped up to him and held him up, pouring water and sweat. The interpreter listened to the governor's mouth, and only after a long time did he raise his head and shouted to Xiaoqiang angrily:

"Your Excellency! We, the Governor, ask you what you want! ”

Xiang Xiaoqiang's expression was hideous, and he slowly leaned over. The interpreter was so frightened that he hurried in front of the governor. Xiang Xiaoqiang pushed him away, squatted in front of the governor, licked his lips, hoarse his throat, and said word by word in an almost demonic tone:

"Your Excellency the Governor...... Now the lives of the whole Batavian Dutch are in your hands...... Include your own ...... You understand what that means, right? If you don't understand, I'll explain it to you...... Our Majesty has authorized me to tell you that if this Tuhua riot resumes, our Ming army will completely take the East Indies...... All the Dutch officials in Batavia, we will shoot them all...... Got it? Yes? You know who I am, right? You believe me did it, right? Yes? ”

As he spoke, the secretary next to him translated. The Governor's eyes widened and he looked at him in horror. Xiang Xiaoqiang saw that the effect should have been achieved, so he smiled slightly and patted his head:

"Very good, I hope you don't get me wrong......"

Xiang Xiaoqiang got up, looked at the governor who was paralyzed on the ground, clapped his hands, and said with a cruel smile:

"Let's go."

……

The group jumped into the car, rushed out of the governor's palace, and drove down the street.

At this time, the street is not the same as when it came.

Blood stains were everywhere, new corpses were added, and in some places, human heads could be seen again.

Far and near, black smoke swept into the sky, and the locals ran excitedly, brandishing long knives and covered in blood that was not their own......

Xiang Xiaoqiang stared out the window, his eyes were about to pop out:

"Have you started?! …… Has it already begun?! ”

Then you have to pull out your gun.

"My lord! My lord! ”

The guard next to him grabbed his arm and advised him to calm down, while telling the secretary to hurry up and go back quickly.

"Bang !!"

A bottle burst on the ground in front of the car, causing a fire.

"Molotov cocktails!" One of the guards shouted, "They're attacking us!" ”

Dozens of local youths gathered in front of them, dragging a large palm tree trunk across the road, and then brandishing long knives and yelling at the car monster. The driver almost hit the trunk of the tree, slammed on the brakes, and several people leaned forward, and the car swung and stopped.

Immediately afterward, the gang surrounded them with a howl, and the remaining car glass shattered in an instant, and then sticks and long knives came in.

The three guards pulled out their box guns and fired a few shots, several locals fell to the ground and died, and the rest of the people ran away with a "coax".

Suddenly, something big slammed into the front of the car. It was a gasoline drum, and it was still flowing gasoline.

"Not good!"

Xiang Xiaoqiang realized what was going to happen next, and pushed the driver:

"Quick !!"

The driver slammed on the accelerator, the car roared out, and almost at the same time, two or three Molotov cocktails smashed on the road behind the car, causing two fires.

"Damn, German cars are good!"

Xiang Xiaoqiang exhaled a long breath and leaned back in his seat.

The gasoline drum at the front of the car was also thrown off, but there was a lot of gasoline flowing from the front cover and the cab, and there was a very strong smell of gasoline. You can't be attacked by Molotov cocktails along the way. Not to mention Molotov cocktails, a cigarette butt is a sea of fire.

……

After a long journey back to the German consulate, several people got out of the unrecognizable car.

As soon as Xiang Xiaoqiang entered the door, Qiu Yu screamed in surprise, flew over and hugged him, and kept kissing. Xiang Xiaoqiang coaxed her for a while, pulled her upstairs, and scolded her:

"Did you see that? See? This time it's right under my nose! Here we go again! …… Damn, the Governor is dead! ”

"Xiaoqiang! Xiaoqiang, listen to me! Qiu Yu hugged him anxiously and said, "The governor just called, and he said that he would do his best to quell the riot, and it would never be like last time!" ”

Xiang Xiaoqiang grabbed the water cup and poured it with water, then panted and pushed open the window, looked at the street and said:

"I hope so! …… But whether he is pacified or not, I am not prepared to keep this governor any longer. When our army comes, the first one will put him to death. …… You know, just now, I have seen more than 20 new Chinese corpses along the way! Even if he quelled the riot now, he would not be able to atone for his capital crime! ”

Qiu Yun hugged him from behind and said softly:

"I know, I know...... We're waiting for ...... now."

"Shen Rongxuan!" Xiang Xiaoqiang clutched the window frame, gritted his teeth and said, "This guy is too ruthless!" Well, now he has everything he wants, and there is a new riot! No matter how many people died, now we have changed from an invading army to a righteous army again! Exercise!!! ”

"Xiaoqiang......" Qiu Yun leaned his face behind him and whispered, "Just now...... Just now, the government sent a telegram telling you not to say anything or talk about any conditions in the next two days, just wait...... Our Ming government, there will be no more negotiations with the Netherlands in the next two days......"

Xiang Xiaoqiang understood. There is no need to do anything now, just wait for the arrival of the Ming aircraft carrier formation and troop carriers in two days.

"Okay, okay......" Xiang Xiaoqiang gritted his teeth, looked at the puffs of black smoke outside, grabbed Qiu Yun's hand, and looked at her, "We haven't cared about anything in the past two days...... The Governor ignored me again...... We hibernate and wait for the big army to ......"

……

At noon on February 28, the Dutch Vice-Governor in the East Indies announced that the Second Massacre had been suppressed in time.

However, this time, whether it was the Xiang Xiaoqiang delegation from Nanjing or Batavia, they did not say a word. From February 28 to March 1, the Ming government did not hold a press conference. Any reporter in Nanjing who tries to interview a high-ranking government official or a high-ranking general is only to shake his head or mysteriously say "no comment."

During these two days, the Governor's Palace of Batavia and the Prime Minister's residence in Amsterdam felt an unprecedented atmosphere of terror. The Great Fleet was moving south, and the other side didn't say anything. No angry speeches, no denunciations, no accusations.

The silent Ming Empire seems to be even more terrifying.

The Dutch government was helpless, and it even asked the governor of Batavia twice to ask Xiang Xiaoqiang to offer further terms of acceptance of the Ming Dynasty, but was not even received.

The warships of the Royal Netherlands Navy were also unable to go for reinforcements. First, the main roads at both ends of the African continent were blocked by the Ming fleet, and even if they were not sealed, it was far too late in time. Third, even if there is time, it will be in vain to rush over the Royal Dutch Navy. This is all very clear.

Batavia was plunged into an atmosphere of terror. This time not only the locals were completely honest, but even the Dutch.

However, black balloons were raised in Batavia Bay, and a large number of sandbags were piled up on the shore and by the harbor. Sparse anti-aircraft guns were also erected.

The Dutch authorities and the army are waiting. Xiang Xiaoqiang is also waiting. The difference is that one is full of despair and the other is full of longing.

……

Finally, at ten o'clock in the morning on March 1, Xiang Xiaoqiang received a telegram that the aircraft carrier formation of the Ming Imperial Navy had arrived in the Java Sea.

"It's coming!"

Xiang Xiaoqiang excitedly pushed open the window and looked north.