Zheng Zhilong has a habit of fighting, and he has always been at the forefront when he charges.

Because of this, the morale of his soldiers is very high in every battle, and most of them are pirates, and they are not afraid of death.

The city of Orange was divided into two cities, the upper and lower cities, and the upper city was further divided into upper and lower levels.

Zheng Zhilong's target this time was the lower city in the south, and then climbed to the second floor in the north after climbing the platform of the lower city.

He and Zheng Zhihu's soldiers divided into two routes, charging towards Xiacheng from the east and south directions respectively.

And Li Zicheng was not idle, and continued to bombard the city with a conscienceless cannon. At this time, several fortresses in the city had no resistance, but in order to buy time for Zheng Zhilong's large army, he bombarded again.

In three waves of attacks, a small city of Orench withstood more than 2,000 kilograms of explosives.

Zheng Zhilong basically encountered no decent resistance, and the soldiers carrying the ladder quickly climbed towards the top of the city.

At this time, even if the defenders in the fortress were not killed, they would have been stunned!

Who will resist?

And the supreme leader of the city of Orange, Putsmann, the governor in Taiwan, was huddled in a hut on the lowest level.

The house was crowded with people inside and out.

"Governor! The Ming army is attacking the city! ”

"Governor! The Ming army captured Xiacheng! ”

"Governor! The Ming army is launching an attack on Shangcheng! ”

"The Governor..."

"Shut up!" Putsman let out a loud roar, causing the soldier to shrink his neck and say no more.

Putsman looked around and saw panic in the eyes of the soldiers, eager to dig a hole in the ground and get out, where was there still a little morale to speak of.

Putsman sat down in his chair and let out a long sigh.

"Surrender."

In his opinion, surrender was the most unsuccessful decision.

But he really couldn't understand why he had to beat himself when he was so good? Just because of what kind of doctor did you arrest?

No matter how important it is, is it worth the fanfare?

A group of people removed a piece of white cloth, found a wooden stick to tie it, found someone to hold it, hugged each other and walked cautiously upstairs. As soon as I reached the second floor, the door on the top was slammed open. A group of fierce Ming soldiers with knives rushed in.

The two men met at the corner of the stairs.

When the Dutch soldiers saw it, they immediately cried out:

"Surrender! Surrender! At the same time, he raised the white flag in his hand.

The soldiers in the front row were quite nervous, and they couldn't understand what was being said on the other side, and they were about to cut through with a knife in their heads, but they were stopped by their companions beside them.

"They surrendered!"

Then he took them all under control.

"Is there anyone else?" The leader was Wei Huai, who found an interpreter and asked.

"Our governor is inside, and I don't know about the others."

Wei Huai listened, big fish!

He searched down with the soldiers, and found a few more Dutch soldiers who were trying to hide, and finally found Putsmann sitting in a chair in a house.

"We have decided to surrender, but you must send ships to send us back to Batavia." Putsmann's tone was serious, as if he was giving orders, and there was no trace of panic in the defeated army.

Seeing this, Wei Huai stepped forward.

It was a slap in the face that knocked Putsman's hat off.

"It's all surrendered, what are you still pretending to be here? Come on two brothers, tie up this devil for me! ”

Putsman covered his face and looked at Wei Huai.

"You're abusing the captives."

"Shut your mouth too! What a bird language spoken! ”

Wei Huai escorted Putsman to the platform at the top. At this time, it was already dawn, and Zheng Zhilong was directing the clearance work. Seeing that Putsman was pushed up by the five flowers, Zheng Zhilong was happy.

The two have dealt with each other a lot, so they naturally know each other.

He went up and pulled the dirty cloth off Putsmann's hand, and said with a smile:

"Hey, isn't that our Mr. Governor?"

"Zheng Zhilong! Your men don't follow the rules and mistreat prisoners of war! Look at the one who beat me! After speaking, he pointed to his red and swollen face, like a child complaining.

Zheng Zhilong sneered, looked at Putsman and said:

"Do you know why we have to beat you?"

"I don't know! Just because I captured your emperor's imperial doctor? ”

"Of course, if you had honestly let people go, this battle would not have been fought. We Han people have an old saying, called 'Don't say what you say'. In layman's terms, don't blame me for not telling you before when you get beaten. This is the order of His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and you have made mistakes first and refused to admit your mistakes! Who do you fight if you don't hit you? ”

Zheng Zhilong is colorful.

"Just because of that?"

"Yes! What have you learned from this now? ”

Putsman was silent.

In fact, Zheng Zhilong knew that His Majesty probably also had plans to take the opportunity to drive away the red-haired ghost.

Putsmann was imprisoned, Zheng Zhilong counted the prisoners, and there were more than 1,400 Dutch soldiers in the city, who were killed or shocked to death, and there were more than 600 alive at this time. Plus eight or nine hundred slaves made up of blacks and island babes.

Zheng Zhilong reported to Zhu Youzhen the news of the capture of the city of Olunzhi, and asked for instructions on how to deal with the prisoners.

The reply was to lock them up first and let the Dutch ransom them with money, otherwise they would go to open up the wasteland!

At this point, two strongholds of the Dutch in Taiwan were uprooted by the Ming army.

Zheng Zhibao on Penghu also landed on the island, and was ordered by Zheng Zhilong to go out of the city with Zheng Zhihu to clean up the remnants of the Dutch forces on the island!

October 19

The Batavian fleet, which had been adrift at sea for more than ten days, floated back.

The fleet drifted westward with the wind and waves, and finally drifted to the waters of Zhangzhou, Fujian. By the time the storm had subsided, the Dutch flag at the head of Orange was gone.

Sure enough, as soon as they got closer, their own fleet received a fierce attack from the enemy's artillery.

As a last resort, he had to retreat to Penghu and dock on an island.

The leader of this fleet was called Mullen, and he knew by this time that it would be difficult to retake the city of Orenji.

He simply sent a small boat with a white flag to the city to negotiate with the Ming army to see if he could get the city back through negotiation.

He also knew it wasn't likely, but he had to give it a try.

As a result, he was naturally rejected by Zheng Zhilong.

The person who went to negotiate only brought back a sentence from Zheng Zhilong.

Taiwanese, the land of China!

Seeing that there was no hope of returning to Orange City, Mullen again raised the attention of his captives.

Send someone to negotiate again, willing to spend a lot of money to ransom the soldiers on the island.

"Zheng Zongbing, we are here with a sincere heart, and we hope that Zheng Zongbing can release our soldiers."

"That's okay, it's a waste of food to stay with me all the time. As long as you are willing to bear the losses of our siege. ”

"Then naturally there is no problem, may I ask Mr. Zheng how much silver do we need to pay?"

"Let me calculate, the food and salary during this period of time, the death pension of the soldiers who died in the war, the living allowance of the disabled soldiers, plus the mental loss expenses of our Ambassador Wu. I'll make my own decision, and I'll give you a zero, and I'll take five million taels of silver~" Zheng Zhilong folded his fingers and counted seriously.

"What? Five million taels? "The eyes of the messenger who came to negotiate widened, isn't this a lion's mouth!?

"Yes, you heard it right. This is my bottom line, if you can't be the master, go back and ask for instructions. Don't worry, we will treat your more than 1,000 soldiers on the island. ”

"Zheng Zongbing, this is too much! We can't afford it! ”

"It's hard?"

"It's hard to do!"

"Difficult? Then don't do it! Drop-off! Zheng Zhilong turned around and walked out, leaving the messenger with a messy face.

The messenger went out of the city with a heavy heart, and came to the sea, ready to board the ship and leave.

"Wait a minute~"

The envoy looked back and saw that it was several Ming soldiers carrying a Dutch captive over him.

What does that mean? He frowned suspiciously.

"Our chief soldier said, let the messenger go back and ask the superiors for instructions, and we will cut this soldier first." After saying that, he pressed the head of the Dutch captive and cut off his head with a knife.

The blood in his cavity spurted all over him, and the messenger's legs weakened, and if it weren't for the strong urethral sphincter, his pants would be wet at the moment.

"Our general soldier also said. Chop one a day! Cut right here, let you hurry up. When the soldiers are done chopping, it will be Puttersman's turn! ”

With that, he threw the Dutch soldier's head at the messenger's feet, turned and walked away.

The envoy was frightened, and quickly ran into the boat and returned to Penghu.

"Zheng Zhilong deceives people too much!"

Maren was so angry that his beard trembled, but he couldn't do anything about it.

It is impossible for the soldiers on the island not to save them, which will cause strong resentment among the soldiers at the bottom. Above all, Putsmann is important. This man's family is very powerful.

Alas!

I really don't understand how it can be like this because of a doctor.

Taiwan is lost, and Dayuan Port is gone.

The company's interests in Southeast Asia are about to face huge losses.

"You go negotiate again! Let's just say we don't have that much silver. One million taels of silver, no more! ”

Reluctantly, the messenger returned to the city of Orenji.

"A million? What about those who ask for food? At least 4.8 million taels! If you don't have any money, take the goods! ”

Zheng Zhilong bit his mouth and did not let go, and the negotiations went back and forth for more than ten days, and Zheng Zhilong would cut a Dutch soldier every day to see off the envoy.

In the end, Mullen couldn't sit still. Coupled with the news reaching Batavia, there are already high-level pressures on him.

Let him save Puttersman as soon as possible!

In the end, he gritted his teeth and agreed to Zheng Zhilong's request!

Three and a half million taels of silver, which is not enough, replace it with grain of the same value!