Chapter 306 We want to negotiate, right now!
"Dutch colonists, please listen to this rhythmic explosion. This will be your nightmare night, but it will be our happy festival." Liang Pengfei flew the cigar head into the sea and laughed happily. The explosion sounded like a tall giant. With his heavy steps, he stepped out one deep pit after another, making the lava under the ground erupt.
Jakarta, which had been silent, boiled in an instant, as if countless volcanoes were spitting hot magma. At this time, the southwest corner of Jakarta's city suddenly burst into a bright light tonight. The whole Jakarta moaned painfully in this huge explosion, which was mixed with flames. The terrible mushroom cloud rolled into the sky, making people have to look up to this terrible power beyond what human power can compete with.
At this moment, the city of Jakarta has become a mess, with cries, explosions, and gunfire everywhere. The fear of constantly tearing people's nerves tightly strangled the residents of Jakarta.
"Order the troops to suppress all disturbances, send people to put out the fire, go quickly, and you, go there immediately to see if those robbers have destroyed the arsenal, and how much they can be rescued as much as possible to save, tell the soldiers at the North Gate to raise their vigilance and prevent their sudden sneak attack..." Wearing a set of pajamas inside, outside Gronin, the governor of the Dutch colony, who hurriedly put on his coat and held a short firearm inside, and didn't even have time to wear a wig, stood in the high wall of the governor's mansion and quickly delivered various orders under the siege of many guards of the governor's mansion. Even the gade of the governor's office was sent by him to send two teams of 50 people to strictly inspect the buildings around the governor's office to see if there were any suspicious people, and to check whether there was any gunpowder that had not exploded.
Before the violent explosion just woke Groning out of his sleep, Groning was having a nightmare, but when he opened his eyes, he found that he was far more lucky in the dream than in reality.
Just opposite the governor's mansion, the towering building had collapsed, and even the left and right buildings were ignited. It was more than that. When he hurriedly put on his clothes and rushed to the door in panic, he heard the explosion that shook the whole of Jakarta ring in another place again. Not long after, it exploded again, as if When he woke up, the explosion had never stopped. There were explosions and fires everywhere, and screams and crying spread all over Jakarta. Just as he ordered people to be bombed, a terrible mushroom cloud rose from the southwest corner of the city, Gronin felt that his soul was trembling.
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The arsenal, which was the only arsenal in Jakarta, has now become a terrible cloud of thick clouds wrapped in flames floating in the sky. At this time, Gronin did not even have the energy to curse the damned thugs or anniper sent by the British. He only thought about how to make Jakarta not turn into ruins, just like More than a hundred years ago, exactly in 161, the Dutch and British colonists fought a very fierce battle in the city for Jakarta. The two sides put in nearly 10,000 soldiers. As a result, the British finally surrendered, but the whole Jakarta turned into ashes.
History is actually repeating itself. Groning's hand pressed his dizzy forehead tightly. He didn't know what the British would do, but now that it goes on like this, the whole Jakarta will definitely become the grave of the Dutch as in 169.
The dense gunfire suddenly came from the direction of Dongcheng and Nancheng, and this sudden change made Gronin's expression more ugly. Mr. Governor, what the hell is going on, my God..." A senior official of the East India Company who had just arrived here in a carriage and saw the tragedy of the building in front of the Governor's Mansion, and couldn't help drawing a cross on his chest.
At this time, the senior personnel of the Dutch East India Company also rushed to the Governor's Palace as soon as possible. Before they began to discuss how to break, a nobleman living in the east of the city stumbled over under the escort of a group of armed attendants.
"Governor Groning, go and save Dongcheng and send troops to rescue Dongcheng!" The noble Count Nelson pushed away the guards and strode in.
"Someone opened the gate of the city. The army of the indigenous people has rushed into Jakarta from the south gate and the east gate, and are burning and looting in the blocks of the east and south of the south. Governor, please save my family quickly." He was wrapped in a nightgown and a bloody mouth on his arm. Count Nelson, who was so embarrassed, cried with a runny nose and tears.
"How many of them are there?!" The blood in Groning's eyes almost burst, and his roar was like the wild dog howling in the wilderness.
"It's so dark that I can't see clearly at all, but there are those indigenous people with naked bird hair on their heads everywhere. If it hadn't been for the more than 20 attendants around me who were struggling to protect me, and their main force had not arrived, I wouldn't have escaped at all. My wife and son are hiding in the wine kiln now. Your Excellency, please send troops quickly.
"Sent troops... What other soldiers can I send in my hand? There are 600 soldiers in the East Gate and the South Gate. Now I only have less than 300 guards of the Governor's Mansion around me. Can I solve the problem by sending them?" Groning almost sat down on the ground, with despair or despair in his eyes.
"Governor, Governor, this is not the time to scratch. You should think about how to protect Jakarta and protect our people in the Netherlands." Instead of riding a carriage, Van Persie, who rode to the governor's palace, rushed forward, shook Gronin, who had collapsed, and roared loudly.
"Is it too late? Van Persie, you don't have to comfort me. We're done..." Groning grinned bitterly. In exchange, old Van Persie slapped him in the face. The loud slap not only woke up Groning, but also those who were panicked couldn't help but be stunned.
"Mr. Governor, please forgive my rudeness, but now is not the time to give up. We still have a chance, do you understand?" The roar of old Van Persie made the scene look dead.
"Do you have a way?" Groning couldn't help but brighten his eyes.
"Look at the north, there is no movement there at all. As soon as I heard the explosion, I rushed to the north gate, and the pirate ships moored on the periphery of the port were still on except for the lights, and the warships did not move at all. At this time, Mr. Governor, it's time for you to make up your mind. Immediately transferred the heavy troops from the North Gate and slaughtered all the indigenous pigs who should go to hell. At the North Gate, we have 2,000 elite infantry and 3,000 recruits, enough to drive those timid and cowardly indigenous people out of Jakarta.
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"But if they also want to attack, isn't Jakarta over?" Sneider carefully put forward his opinion next to him.
"That's right, so Mr. Governor, now send someone to negotiate with the mastermind behind the pirates and delay them, so that tens of thousands of Dutch people in Jakarta can escape. Otherwise, if those robbers on the sea also move, there will definitely not be a Dutchman in the whole of Jakarta. Think about how they did it. You should know. Old Van Persie's words made the executives of the Dutch East India Company, who were qualified to know about the Van Gatsi's tragedy, shivered in an instant.
"Now, if anyone has a better way, please tell him. Otherwise, please make your decision as soon as you can. This is not only about your life and death, but also about the lives of tens of thousands of Dutch in Jakarta!" The old man in his sixties looks more like the governor of the Dutch colony at this moment. If he hadn't been a nobleman, perhaps Gronin's turn would have been to sit in this position. Even so, Gronin's first thing after taking over as the governor of the Dutch colony was to hire the old Van Persie to take his own role. At this time, this resourceful old man really lived up to expectations.
"Yes, Mr. Governor, this is the best way at present, not only for ourselves, but also for the Dutch in Jakarta, Mr. Governor, make a decision quickly. It's really too late now." Sneider was the first to stand up and agree with old Van Persie's suggestion. Soon, all the senior executives of the Dutch East India Company agreed with this decision. After all, this is the only solution to the problem at present.
"Okay, as you mean, my friend, if you can live, you will be the hero of all of us, dear Mr. Van Persie." At this moment, Gronin's eyes finally began to shine with hope.
This old man, who is in his sixties and has been uphealing, looks more like the backbone of everyone at this moment.
"Young master, why don't we take advantage of this time to fuck him and lay down all these Dutch people directly?" Beside Liang Pengfei, a number of muscular and simple-minded pirates were all itchy, and they couldn't wait to rush up and fight happily for a while.
"Nonsense, don't make trouble to the adults. If we send troops at this time, the adult's previous plan is useless. Do you know it?" At this time, Sun Shijie, who was standing next to him, couldn't help shouting in a low voice.
"Brother Shijie is right. If we send troops at this time, I'm afraid that Jakarta will become a ruin, and there are probably not many Dutch left there. So, what's the point of occupying this place? Ni Ming also shook his head.
On this side, these guys still want to chattle. At this time, Liang Pengfei, who has been observing the city of Jakarta, said, "I didn't expect that there are really smart people. Originally, I thought that these Dutch people would not wake up until tomorrow morning, but this is fine. Anyway, either the indigenous or the Dutch died. Of course, the more indigenous people die now, the better it will be for us.
In the distance, a fast ship was quickly cutting through the water and running this way. On the boat, a silver-haired old Van Persie held a white flag and looked up at the tall warship. His gray eyes were full of complex emotions...
(to be continued)