"The Ming killed Nubia!" The roar of rage spread out like waves from the Nubian house.

The explosive news directly ignited the anger of the indigenous people. Nubia was a person who had made a pilgrimage to the Holy Land of Maijia, and he was a messenger of God. Now that he was beaten to death by the Ming people who had oppressed him all day long, the angry natives rushed directly into the house in Nubia.

The few guys guarding the door, like a few grass stalks on the edge of the sea, were directly swallowed by the fierce waves. Before the petty officials at the head could react to Nubia's body, they were torn to pieces by the enraged crowd.

It's really a shard, and the head is smashed into eight petals.

Anger is actually a plague, and its main characteristic is that it spreads faster than the wind. When hundreds of thousands of laborers came to build the city of Java, they learned of Nubia's death. All the Ming people were targeted, and the enraged Mohan cultists rushed into the streets despite the day's work. Attack the Ming people in everything you can see!

Because it is the Ming people who oppress them on weekdays, and it is also the Ming people who kill Nubia. Therefore, all the Ming people have become the target of their anger.

In just about an hour, hundreds of thousands of indigenous mobs rushed into the Ming settlement that they would not dare to set foot in on a normal day. They smashed some like crazy, killed everything like crazy, burned everything like crazy.

The raging flame begins at the first flame and becomes a purgatory with thick smoke. And the Dutch soldiers, who were responsible for guarding the Ming settlement area on weekdays, suddenly disappeared for some reason. On duty today are an army of indigenous soldiers.

Without the slightest hesitation, these guys drew their knives and guns and joined the mob.

"Damn! Get Adams and tell me what's going on. Inside the office of the Governor's Palace, he saw the raging fire burning outside, and shouted angrily.

Through the glass window, he saw his own blood burning. If you think about it with your ass, you will know that when the Ming people wake up from the stunned state of being attacked, they will fight back. The two sides fought each other in short combat, and in the end it was definitely the Ming people who were wiped out.

Without the Ming maritime merchants, there would be no trade. What Java needed most was the huge wealth brought by trade, without which he would be able to build warships, weapons, and arms to seize the passage of the strait.

"Your Excellency, we can't find Mr. Adams. The mob cut off traffic, and we couldn't get in touch with the army. The secretary looked at the one with trepidation, and now the one was like an angry lion, ready to choose someone to devour.

"Fart! The barracks is less than a kilometer away, you cowards. He yelled wildly, but he couldn't help it now. Now there are less than ten guards around, plus the secretary who has become a quail.

Relying on these people to go to the street, to be honest, I don't know the bottom of my heart. Although they don't attack white people now, God knows if those mobs will divert their target, after all, white people have been oppressing them all these years.

"Lord Governor, I think it's safer for us to take refuge on the ship. Behind the Doge's Palace is a small pier on which a yacht is parked. "A stone flew over and slammed into the big iron gate of the Governor's Palace, making a loud noise. The chief of the guard immediately trembled and suggested that he evacuate!

"Bastard, I want you to protect me and storm the barracks. I will command the army and quell this rebellion. "Angry yelling.

The chief of the guard is also helpless, and now the situation. Even if the army is dispatched, it is impossible to quell the riot in a short time. Besides, in this situation, who would dare to follow you out into the street.

Through the glass window, the chief of the guard had already seen that there were Ming people paraded through the streets with their necks around their necks, and it was obvious that they had been killed. The windows were lit red by the fire, and in the last light of the evening, black smoke could be seen rising into the sky.

Hanging bodies also began to appear on the trees on the street. There was gunfire in the distance, and it should be that the Ming people had begun to fight back. Because the place where the gunshots came from was not the garrison barracks.

"Oh God! Hurry up and let it rain, please rain heavily. "Holding the cross, he prayed the most devout prayer.

The only thing that can stop the riots now may be a storm. The heavy rain that fell from the sky not only extinguished the flames, but also calmed the irascible natives.

God did not hear a pious cry, and there was not even a trace of wind on the sea, not a storm. The last rays of light disappeared on the sea level, and the darkness in people's hearts was completely released by the fall of night. The natives attacked more frantically, and everything they saw related to the Ming Dynasty was more frantic and more ferocious than in the evening.

"It's over!" He sat down in his chair and looked at the fire outside.

The garrison is still silent, which can only be illustrated by one point. The garrison did not want to support either side of the rebellion, or the garrison acquiesced in the attack of the natives on the Ming people. Except for Adams, I can't think of anyone else who could exert such an influence on the garrison.

Seeing the appearance of the one, the head of the guard and his subordinates exchanged glances. With a wave of his hand, the two strong guards stood up and walked away. The road to the barracks is blocked, but there are yachts in the backyard. The Governor's Palace is not necessarily safe now, and it may be safer to hide at sea.

Zheng Chengzong was eating when he heard the news of the riots, and he knew Nubia. I heard that he is an extremely devout member of the Silent Religion, and he still has some status in the Silent Religion. At first, it was just thought that there had been a small riot among the indigenous people. Dutch soldiers would soon be dispatched to quell the riot. It is customary that after cutting off countless heads, the natives will be honest for a long time.

But he waited for half an hour, and did not wait for the news of the Dutchman's dispatch. Zheng Chengzong knew that something was wrong, so he began to gather all the young people around him, and asked them to pick up all the weapons they could use to deal with the upcoming natives.

One hundred firecrackers were handed over to the most confidant. The men stood on the roofs and walls of their houses and shot at the mobs in the streets. There were constantly mobs screaming and falling in pools of blood, and there were also panicked Ming people pouring into the Zheng family's mansion.

The indigenous Javanese also had their own weapons, a piece of leather tied to a rope and a stone placed on the skin. After a quick turn, suddenly let go of the end of the rope, and the stone will fly out like a bullet. Many of the indigenous Javanese were excellent hunters, and this stone thrower was very accurate. Many Ming people were beaten by this kind of thing, and they fell motionless in a pool of blood.

A hundred musketeers would not have a problem against a hundred or ten stone-throwing fellows, but against thousands of them, they would be inadequate. Stones like raindrops fell from the sky, and it seemed that there was a stone rain in the Zheng family's mansion. People kept screaming and falling, and people had to hide in their houses and not get out.

The pier not far away was ablaze, and the ships that had not had time to escape were all on fire. The natives are not stupid, they know that if the sails are lit, the ship will not be able to escape.

Countless Ming people screamed and wailed in the firelight, and countless sticks, knives and guns waved in the darkness. The tragedy of the scene made Zheng Chengzong, who was standing on the roof and looking out, shocked. Unexpectedly, it was so terrible for the sheep-like indigenous people to break out on weekdays.

"Brothers, women, children, and children are behind you. In front is a Javanese monkey, don't embarrass your ancestors, it's a gentleman who follows Lao Tzu. Zheng Chengzong knew that he could only wait for death if he was trapped in the mansion like this, and now the only way to survive was to rush to the dock and find a ship that was not ignited to the sea.

The Javanese natives rowed small sampans, but none of them had the ability to control sea boats.

Zheng Chengzong held a shield in one hand and a ghost head knife in the other. There was also a firearm stuck in his waist, and he rushed to the dock with thousands of young men and women, behind him were a large number of old and weak women and children.