"Kill!"

In the port area, the Han coolies were already in a mixed battle with the Dutch army, and the Han coolies were almost unarmed, only a few of them had access to lethal weapons such as axes, and the rest were armed with sticks, burdens and other tools.

Even so, under the first round of charge, the Han coolies knocked the Dutch soldiers armed with arquebuses to the ground, rode directly on the soldiers, raised their fists and struck the soldiers in the face repeatedly, or slammed the soldiers' heads with clubs, and beat them until they lost consciousness.

The soldiers in the front row were knocked down by the Han people, and the people in the back hurriedly dropped their arquebuses, drew their respective sabers and swords and stepped forward to meet them, and Guo Ziqi, who betrayed his compatriots, was also assigned a scimitar.

But the Han man's afterglow soon discovered Guo Ziqi's movements, he stared at Guo Ziqi angrily with wide eyes, and the latter subconsciously took a step back and didn't dare to step forward, and before Guo Ziqi could make the next move, the Han man roared out Guo Ziqi's name and strode towards him.

Guo Ziqi has not received military training, where does he know how to use weapons, seeing the other party rushing towards him, he can only swing the scimitar indiscriminately, intending to force it back, the Han man saw him so unbearable, the cold color in his eyes was even worse, picked up the stick and hit Guo Ziqi's right hand holding the knife, Guo Ziqi's right hand was painful, subconsciously let go, and the scimitar fell to the ground.

Then, the Han man strode forward, picked up his fist and hit Guo Ziqi's right eye hard, only to hear a scream, Guo Ziqi's right eye had an extra black circle, and the big man grabbed his collar again, and shouted, "You little brute, didn't anyone teach you not to take knives indiscriminately?"

As he spoke, he directly pushed Guo Ziqi to the ground, and the big man raised his sandbag-sized fist again, and punched Guo Ziqi's still delicate face several times one after another, Guo Ziqi kept wailing and screaming, and his face soon swollen into a pig's head.

"Liu Jin, don't beat him to death!"

Chen San, who was not far away, pulled out the waist knife from the abdomen of a native soldier, saw the big man who was beating Guo Ziqi, worried that he would beat the little beast to death, and hurriedly shouted, but it was this voice that distracted him, and he was thrown to the ground by the half-blood soldier who pounced on him.

The mixed-race soldier was a hybrid breed of Europeans and natives, he sat on Chen San's body with a hideous face, raised his waist knife and was about to stab Chen San's chest, Chen San hurriedly reached out and grabbed the opponent's arm to stop his movements, but the soldier concentrated all his strength on the knife, let the tip of the knife sink slowly, and finally close to Chen San's chest, Chen San could already feel the pain of the tip of the knife piercing his skin.

He tried his best to stop it, but he could only watch as the tip of the knife continued to sink, piercing his skin and inserting into the flesh of his chest, Chen San let out a cry of pain, and just when he thought he was going to die here, the head of the hideous-looking soldier on his body was suddenly smashed hard, and the soldier only had time to let out a painful snort, and then fainted and fell to the side.

Then, the Han coolie who gave the soldier a slap and a stick, hurriedly helped Chen San, whose chest was stained red with blood, and said to Chen San with a panicked face: "Third uncle, Heyi is too strong, many brothers have been killed, we can't stand it, quickly withdraw with me."

Chen San heard this, hurriedly looked around, the surrounding Han people were indeed killed a lot, although the Han coolies had a firm belief in resistance and the Dutch hand-to-hand combat, but the huge gap in equipment and force was not a firm belief can make up, after being killed dozens of people, the fighting spirit of the Han people began to waver.

Chen San saw that there were already wounds on Lin Sanfa's body, but he still gritted his teeth and continued to fight, although several Han people had already taken advantage of the chaos to flee the battlefield.

This scene reminded him of the image that he did not want to be remembered in his deep memory—the scattered Ming officers and soldiers scattered and fled under the iron hooves of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, symbolizing that the flag of the Longwu court fell in the raging flames, and the sun and moon flags were quickly swallowed up by the flames and burned out.

"Triple ......" 3401

He stretched out his hand and wanted to stop Lin Sanfa, who was about to fight hard, but his words had just fallen, in the distance

There was a sudden commotion from the corner of the street, and Chen San's eyes subconsciously cast it, and he saw a group of black and oppressive Han coolies holding various tools that could barely be called weapons, rushing towards this side.

Reinforcements, coming.

What happened next was so logical, the Dutch, who had the upper hand, were quickly drowned under the crowd tactics of the Han coolies after more Han coolies rushed over to join the battle, their weapons and equipment were better than the unarmed Han Chinese, but they were few in number, and they did not have a firm will, and after being surrounded by heavy sieges, these colonial soldiers quickly wavered.

"We surrender! We surrender!"

Seeing that there were more and more Han people around, in order to avoid being torn to pieces by the angry Han Chinese, the Dutch officer who saw the situation was not good, threw his weapon on the ground, put his head in his hands and shouted loudly - the Han people in Batavia are the most populous group, so most of the residents here know a little Chinese.

Led by the officers, the rest of the colonial soldiers hurriedly threw their weapons on the ground and surrendered to the Han coolies with the officers, who immediately swarmed them, stripped them off their armor, and tied them with ropes.

After some manipulation, the Dutch officers and dozens of captured soldiers knelt on the ground trembling with their hands tied behind their backs, wearing only thin underwear, and the Han coolies gathered around them.

Lin Sanfa and Chen San were both called aside to receive simple treatment, the Han coolies are not all illiterate characters, they can only work hard to live, some of them are sold as "pigs" before they came here to simply study medical apprentices, but because they have no relatives after coming here, they can only live as coolies like most people.

After a brief treatment, the two returned to the center of the crowd, and the coolie leaders of the other barns were arguing fiercely about what to do next, and when they saw them coming, they all looked happy, and came forward to care for them, and praised their bravery.

Then one of them pointed to the kneeling Dutchman and said, "We have just briefly interrogated the leader of the Heyi, whose army is stationed on the city walls, and there is only a small garrison in the city, so we can rush out of the port area, fight the damned foreign devils, seize the gates, and welcome the king into the city."

"That's what I thought, too." Lin Sanfa nodded and said, "There are the largest number of Han people in the port, as long as we can unite to resist Heyi, we will definitely be able to do it."

"What should we do?" Another asked, "Most of us are unarmed, and how can we beat the foreign devils with guns and swords with our non-lethal sticks?"

In the face of the man's inquiry, Lin Sanfa looked confident, he pointed to the captured arquebus held by several coolies, and said, "Let's go and attack Heyi's arsenal first, as long as we take the arsenal, we can arm the brothers with the weapons inside, and then Heyi has nothing to fear?"

Lin Sanfa's words were unanimously agreed by the others, and just as they were about to escort the captives towards the arsenal, a person stopped them, it turned out to be the man named Liu Jin, he dragged Guo Ziqi, who was like a dead dog, and came over, pointing at the Han girl and asking:

"Sanfa, what are you going to do with this brute?"

"This is ......," the heads of several other warehouses asked, looking at Guo Ziqi, who was barely human.

"A dying traitor." Lin Sanfa answered several people's inquiries in an indifferent tone.

Then, he looked at Liu Jin and said, "Tie him up and hand him over to your custody, and then hand him over to them when he enters the city, I believe that Wang Shi will not let this damn dog thing go easily."

Liu Jin was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then immediately grinned and agreed, he continued to drag Guo Ziqi, cursing this betrayer, while looking for hemp rope.

Looking back, Lin Sanfa and they did not stop because of this incident, and they also explored several strategies on the way to the arsenal, that is, to divide the troops, send some people to set fire to various places in the city, create chaos to attract the attention of the Dutch, and take advantage of the fire in the city, most of them stormed the arsenal and rushed to the Dutch

Before reinforcements arrived, they took the arsenal and armed the coolies.

At the same time, the black smoke produced when the flames burned could also be used as a signal to inform the Xia army outside the city that there was an abnormal movement in the city, so that they could take advantage of the situation to attack the city.

Just do it.

Immediately, the coolies began to divide their forces, and went to the city to look for a place to set fire, while the large army marched towards the arsenal.

However, how could the fierce fighting that broke out in the port area be hidden, the Dutch quickly noticed the *** of the Han people, and hurriedly mobilized the army to suppress ***, and at this time, the city suddenly burst into flames, and the flames burned, accompanied by the frightened shouts of the residents.

The fire in the city also quickly attracted the attention of the Xia army outside the city, and the Xia army sentry looked at the black smoke that gradually drifted into the sky, and hurriedly reported it to the upper head as soon as possible, and was reported layer by layer, and finally sent to the commander of the first brigade responsible for besieging the port.

The commander of the 1st Brigade, An Chujie, did not dare to slack off after learning of this, and hurriedly ran to the periphery of the camp to look at the port of Batavia, and sure enough, he found that the city was blazing, although he did not know what was happening in the city, but he still decisively ordered the assembly of troops, ready to take advantage of this opportunity to storm the port.

With An Chujie's order, the Xia army outside the port area was urgently mobilized, and as the horn sounded, the Xia army in the camp ran back to the camp tent, put on armor, brought their respective weapons, and completed the assembly in a very short time.

At the same time that the Xia army began to assemble, the 12-pounder infantry guns that had been scattered also let out a roar one after another, roaring towards the city wall, and hitting the city wall hard.

The colonial soldiers guarding the city walls dispersed in a hurry, and they looked at the attacking Xia army with horror on their faces, and hurriedly sounded the alarm bell - but the Xia army's artillery bombardment was able to replace the warning bell, because the Dutch commander in the city already knew about the start of the war at the first time when the cannon sounded.

At this time, he was preparing to organize an army to suppress the *** Han people in the city, but he didn't expect the Xia army to be coincidental and unexpectedly pick this time to attack, and he suddenly fell into a dilemma - whether to suppress the *** elements in the city with all his might, or to organize an offensive to resist the Xia army first.

Before he could make a decision, someone had already rushed over to report to him that the army in the city had come into contact with the *** elements and a fierce battle had broken out, and the Han coolies were instigated to charge the colonial soldiers with a roar, and they forcibly closed the distance with the Dutch army with the projectiles fired by the Dutch, and started bloody hand-to-hand combat.

They were encouraged by the sound of shelling from outside the city, and the deafening sound had made it abundantly clear to them that their royal division would join forces with them to flank the Dutch!

It was precisely because of this that the Han Chinese were able to rush to the Dutch army with firearms and engage in hand-to-hand combat with each other, and their numbers were so large that even if they lacked weapons, they still defeated the Dutch army.

The Xia army outside the city also quickly assembled, accompanied by the deafening sound of artillery, they carried ladders and battering rams to launch a fierce attack on the city wall, the Dutch army on the city wall was in strict formation, and after the Xia infantry entered the firing range, they met the enemy with arquebuses or crossbows.

"Put!"

The Dutch officer tore his throat and roared, and the Dutch soldiers on the city wall immediately pulled the trigger, and the city wall suddenly resounded like gunshots, accompanied by the sound of buzzing bow and crossbow shots, and the projectiles and crossbow arrows rained down, instantly shooting and killing a group of Xia soldiers in attack.

The Marine Corps is also composed of line infantry, and because they need to land and fight, the armor on their bodies is light armor, how can they block the shot of crossbow arrows with armor-piercing attributes.

Under the counterattack of the Dutch army, from time to time, some Xia soldiers fell from arrows, they braved the threat of long-range fire to force their way to the bottom of the city wall, and then worked together to erect the ladder on the surface of the city wall, and then, some of them raised their guns to shoot at the Dutch troops on the city wall, hoping to suppress the Dutch attack.

Others climbed the ladder with their hands and feet – not ordinary line infantry, but elite grenadiers of the army, who, halfway through the climb, removed the grenade from their waists, hooked the ladder with their feet, lit the fuse with their other hand, and threw the grenade over their heads.

The round grenade rolled in mid-air a few times and landed with precision

Inside the city walls, a few seconds later, it exploded, and the surrounding Dutch troops were blown over, and the grenadiers took the opportunity to continue climbing upwards and jumped into the city walls.

The grenadiers who had jumped into the walls of the city had not had time to rejoice, when they saw the Dutch soldiers who had not been affected by the grenades rushing up, and with a loud roar, he raised his rifle and took the initiative to meet it, easily picking off the scimitars cut by the Dutch soldiers, and then stabbed forward violently, only to hear the sound of a sharp weapon entering the flesh, and the bayonet sank into the enemy's body.

"Kill!"

The grenadier roared.