Chapter 273 Angry Dutchman!

"Look at these soldiers, I tell you, ... Don't be afraid of them, and don't think that they are compared with any army you have ever seen. They are not the army of the court, nor are they the tools in my Liang Pengfei's hands. They are your brothers. They are the children of our Chinese compatriots. He Their vocation is doomed. Their mission is to pick up the weapons in their hands and defend our homeland with their blood and lives. They are the children and soldiers of Chinese compatriots all over the world..."

"Tell these compatriots, why did you come here?!" Liang Pengfei's voice seemed a little hoarse, but it did not damage his hot excitement.

"Preservation of the family and the country! Defend China! Raise me Huaxia!" More than 2,000 soldiers answered in unison, and their voices roared like dragons and tigers, crossing the sky and echoing in the land where the Chinese stopped... "Preservation the country! Defend China! Raise me Huaxia!" They raised their weapons in their hands, raised their arrogant heads, and shouted the slogan in unison, the goal they would defend with their own blood and life.

The people also shouted loudly, "Give the family and the country!" Defend China! Raise me Huaxia!"

Liang Pengfei closed his eyes. He was listening to the countless eager, angry, high, old, young and immature voices, which were the call of their unyielding souls, which were also mine.

"We speak the same language, we have the same bloodline, we should watch and help each other, which is the reason why the Chinese nation has existed for thousands of years." Liang Pengfei breathed deeply in the air. Under the same blue sky, the staggered time and space, his arrival is to change all this and pay his life for it. What's the regret? What can I regret?

"That day was August 15, 1973, the Chinese era in 2014. In Borneo, I heard the exciting speech of the adults. The atmosphere and surging mood at that time made us not remember clearly what he said, but every time I dreamed back at midnight, I still listened to it. To that familiar voice, I saw the energetic, always confident and flamboyant face, and the forceless, constantly waving arm. Without his call and shouts, perhaps we will, as always, be worthless. I will never grow old as happily, comfortably and proudly as I am now..."

Excerpted from Ni Ming's diary one by one

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This impromptu speech by Liang Pengfei was recorded by some people, but because he improvised and those people were in a hurry, in a word, there are several different versions of his speech record. Although the content is slightly different, it does not damage the significance of his speech.

After this speech called the Chinese Borneo Declaration by Westerners, the rise of the East formed a sharp contrast with the decline of Western colonization. In the eyes of later historians, they called it the awakening of the eastern sleeping lion according to what the French emperor Napoleon called the Eastern Empire.

"Although I didn't have my own experience on that day, which made me feel extremely regretful, it was on this day that the world we Westerners originally intended to describe had changed significantly. Although we didn't care at the beginning, in the end, we understood how this nation could survive for 5,000 years. The reason for holding strong vitality..." Many years later, Liang Pengfei's private consultant and secretary-general Xiao Sidangdong, a famous sinologist, once left such a sentence in his diary. However, he didn't write down the reason, or the reason was already in everyone's heart, not a secret or a mystery.

The roars of those people resounded through the clouds. Those soldiers also raised their snowy swords in their hands and held them high to the sky. With their loudest voice, they responded to the one standing on the wooden box, raising their arms, holding their heads high, and standing up their waists, as if they were for a long time. After the wind and rain, the leader is like a statue that will never fall by thunder and lightning.

"This is my man." Standing on the edge of the ship, she clenched her fists tightly, and Shi Xianggu, who was full of excited tears in her beautiful eyes, sighed happily.

Pan Bingjie's eyes are full of confusion and intoxication. Yes, I don't know how many Han's sons and sons such a man should envy. If he has a husband like this, what else can he ask for?

"This is the White Horse King in my heart. God, thank you for guiding me to this mysterious East. This is the lover I deserve to entrust all my life." Maria put her hands together in front of her chest and prayed devoutly to the supreme god in her heart.

"Salute to the Chinese compatriots in the South China Sea!" Liu Yixuan pulled out Xue Liang's command knife, pulled a beautiful knife flower, and then held the knife to salute. The flag in the palm of the flag behind him was held high as red as blood, and the flag was raging in the wind.

Fifty soldiers in the rear put up their guns, raised their arms to the front, and made a standard military salute on the scale of the textbook.

"The Heavenly Army is powerful!" At this time, there was a applause from the depths of the crowd, and suddenly, the crowd burst into warm roars and applause.

Looking at the sincere and eager faces and the pair of excited and expectant eyes, Liang Pengfei felt that his heart was full. At this time, he could not hear what these people were shouting. All he knew was that he would definitely bring them hope.

"It's a gift!" Liu Yixuan, whose red and black face tried his best to maintain a serious and resolute expression, was also very excited. A simple salute brought these people so enthusiastically, even fanatical applause and calls. This was something that all soldiers, including himself, could not imagine before.

"Walk together!" With his shouting, the honor guard, which was standing like a pine, finally began to move at this time. The neat pace was like the drum that hit people's hearts. The people who were shouting excitedly quickly closed their mouths tightly, widened their eyes, and looked at these powerful soldiers walking neatly. The pace went towards the temporary barracks of Liang Pengfei's subordinates not far away.

At this time, with an order from Liu Yixuan, a high-spirited, pro-people military song sounded in the air, "... Second, don't take a thread from the masses, the masses support and like me, and third, all the seizures should be returned to the public, and strive to reduce the burden on the people..."

The soldiers took neat steps, followed behind the guard of honor, and strode towards the camp in front of them. This young and eager face, the voice of the tall brother, the simple lyrics, the long silence, perhaps the long-hidden enthusiasm for the future at this moment, from The depths of Liang Pengfei's heart suddenly burst out, like the lava under the ground rushing to the sky, refreshing and hot.

Liang Pengfei squeezed his lips tightly, straightened his spine, which he never wanted to bend down, straightened his military hat, raised his right hand, and paid tribute to these companions with a military robe that he thought was the most standard. The revival of China will be completed by them together with me!

Lu Yuan, Zhang Xingba, Sun Shijie behind him... Everyone pays tribute to these brave soldiers and these expectant fathers!

Uncle Jiang Wu also raised his hand and put it on his forehead. Although his movements seemed so clumsy and irregular, no one would laugh at him, because almost everyone was in the same mood at this moment.

"With such a powerful and majestic teacher, where else can't my Chinese compatriots go?" Luo Fangbo's hand rubbed his dizzy old eyes and tried to open it for fear of missing any picture, as if he wanted to deeply depict all this in the bottom of his heart.

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"This, how is this possible? These damn pigs, they are so arrogant! Don't they want to die?" Colonel Michels' angry roar echoed in the office in the building of the Dutch East India Company in Batakan, a port in southern Borneo.

"Coloe, please calm down. It's not good for your health to be so excited. You know, we don't want these Chinese to agree to our series of conditions in the first place. Now, their response should make us all happy." Next to him is Oviemas, the special commissioner of Borneo of the Dutch East India Company. At this moment, the special commissioner's mood coincides with the opposite of the angry colonel and looks very happy.

"Well, I know, Mr. Special Agent, the reason why I'm angry is that the arrogant tone of these damn guys makes me feel sick. Don't they understand that we Dutch people only need to move our fingers to pinch them to death?" The colonel in a gorgeous and straight military uniform snorted, threw the piece of paper that had just been taken from the commissioner back to the table, sat aside, took a cup of black tea and took a sip. The damn weather was too sultry, which made Michelle, who had always paid attention to the military appearance meticulously. Colonel Si felt uncomfortable all over.

"I have to say that these Lanfang Chinese are really bold enough to give us such conditions, and also gave us a final time limit. Tut-t-t... compensate the victim's family members for one million taels of silver, and Lanfang company for five million taels of silver. In addition, we are required to hand over all our weapons and evacuate the Brah. Zhou, leaving Java, we also asked our Dutch East India Company to apologize in writing to all the Lanfang Chinese. Otherwise, all the consequences will be borne by the Dutch East India Company... My God, look, their tone is really not small.

After the contemptuous commissioner Ovimas stretched out his finger and flicked the piece of paper, he casually threw it into the waste paper basket next to the desk. Therefore, they must pay for it, and it is a huge price. Oviemas' gray-blue eyes reveal a blood-eating cruelty.

(to be continued)