Chapter 308 The Dutch are having a hard time, and the British don't want to have a good time!

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency the Head of State, please forgive my rudeness. Although I am the full representative of the Governor-General of the Dutch Colony, your condition is really..." Van Persie's expression was extremely ugly.

At this time, Liang Pengfei's inquiring eyes crossed Van Persie and looked behind Van Persie, which made Van Persie subconsciously turn his face. At the door of the back cabin of the warship stern, he saw a familiar face, Prent, a senior employee of the British East India Company, this guy. Although he was dressed in a very inconspicuous ordinary dress, he seemed to want to hide his identity. However, Van Persie's heart suddenly cooled down.

However, what surprised old Van Persie was that the so-called Head of State of the Chinese Federation did not listen to the call of the East India Company commissioner, but still stared at himself with his piercing eyes.

"Don't play with me, dear Mr. Plenipotentiary. Don't think that I don't understand your Western diplomatic rhetoric and your negotiating methods. In my opinion, as long as you have enough strength, you will give in. Just like what the British did in 17 or 80. Up to now, it has only been more than ten years. You must have experienced that storm at your age, right? Liang Pengfei's words were more effective than any threat, and the muscles on old Van Persie's face twitched gently.

Of course, old Van Persie knew, and he also experienced that war. The cause was actually very simple. The development of Dutch maritime trade caused obstacles to the British bourgeois monopoly. In 17 80, Britain officially declared war on the Netherlands. While fighting against the United States, Britain must also send fleets and troops to the North Sea and the land. The sea, the Caribbean Sea and the Indian Ocean resist the attacks of France, the Netherlands and Spain.

Originally, this was an excellent opportunity to weaken the British power in the East, but selfish Dutch officials actually made a choice that was inconsistent with their national interests because they were afraid that the British East India Company would regard them as the primary target of attack.

That is, in Indonesia, after the governors and senior officials of the Dutch colonies promised to protect their private property and goods, they even gave up the Dutch strongholds on the east coast of India, the fortress and commercial buildings of Sumatra, and the most important stronghold on the east coast. That was the last fortress of the Dutch in India. The trophy obtained by Britain on the west coast of Siouxa alone is worth more than 500,000 lorem. Although the Dutch were able to retain Ceylon with the help of the French navy, the British fleet has actually controlled the sea route between Europe and Indonesia.

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At the time of this incident, old Van Persie happened to be the confidant of the last governor of the Dutch colony. In order to save his relatives' sons from the suffering of the war, old Van Persie and several senior officials of the Dutch East India Company made a powerful statement to the Governor. In the end, he saved his family's life, and Huge amount of wealth.

Even in order to stay away from the front line against Britain, old Van Persie did not hesitate to give up several manors on the island of Sumatra, but now, history is actually repeated again. God, why did you do this to me? Old Van Persie has an impulse to shed tears.

"Look at the change of expression on your face, I almost caught up with an excellent drama actor. Unfortunately, I'm not an audience. I don't want to wait for you to end the performance and watch your curtain call." Liang Pengfei's cold eyes were like the poisonous snake lurking in the jungle, which made old Van Persie immediately realize his situation, as well as the situation of his wife and a family.

"Do you know? Your navy has all become my prisoners of war, and your army has been completely annihilated by me. There are no prisoners, or prisoners, but they are all unlucky mercenaries. If you want, I will ask them to tell you how I sent your 5,000 soldiers to hell. Of course, before that, I would like to invite you to meet some old friends first.

Soon, old Van Persie saw the old friends mentioned by Liang Pengfei. The Dutch naval officers with gloomy faces and haggard were walking from the cabin to the deck.

Old Van Persie saw Brigadier General Van Gaal's bitter face. Although Brigadier Van Gaal is still wearing his straight uniform, Brigadier General Van Gaal is more like an old man who is overwhelmed by the burden at this moment. The entire naval fleet of our Dutch East India Company has laid down its weapons and surrendered to this Liang Yuan.

"General Van Gaal, you actually..." Old Fan Persie really didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment in words. Liang Pengfei did not let go of the opportunity to continue to attack his defense.

"White Scholar, confirm the things we found to Mr. Van Persie to see if they are the relics of their supreme commander of the army." Liang Pengfei nodded to Bai Scholar.

Soon, a military cap, a burnt military cap, and half of the melted command knives were handed to Van Persie. In addition, the military uniforms, command knives, or some gadgets of the Dutch officers they captured. More importantly, a row of heads were neatly placed on Van Persie's heels. Before.

Those are people's heads marinated with lime, which are a little variants, but it does not prevent Van Persie from recognizing the typical European faces. Van Persie trembled like a stroke, and the meat on his cheek pulled, just like Jack, the dog killer of Gronin, the governor of the Dutch colony, but he looked so old and powerless.

Major Marbury, Lieutenant Robben, Major Cruise... The faces that were once familiar to the extreme full of vitality and vitality now show a strange dead gray, and their eyes look so dry and horrible because of the loss of water.

"My God, God..." Van Persie couldn't help covering his mouth and nose with his hand, and the surges in his intestines and stomach were like a torrent.

I feel that my heart is about to explode. The navy is over, and he is already psychologically prepared for this, but he never thought that the army and the excellent Dutch army were also cleaned up by these guys, and it was completely anniied.

That is to say, the Dutch have lost their advantages in the whole East, whether on land or at sea. This fleet alone is enough to turn the whole Jakarta into perfect ruins and turn tens of thousands of Dutch into inanimate corpses.

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Old Van Persie gasped. In Jakarta behind him, the gunfire still continued, and in front of him, the row of lime-cured heads seemed to be smiling ferociously.

"Don't be lucky. The arsenal in your city has been blown up by my people. Also, this disturbance tonight was also caused by my people. In addition, let me tell you the news that I also attracted those indigenous people." Liang Pengfei bent the corners of his mouth and whispered in old Fan Persie's ear, with a ferocious smile like a demon crawling out of hell.

"Without arms, the firearms in your hands and the gunpowder stored on your walls will be able to clean up the indigenous people at most. At that time, what else can you use to fight with me?"

"Don't force me to do it, Mr. Van Persie. You Dutch have killed countless of my compatriots, and now, I can't wait to try it. Try the smell of blood for blood. It's better not to force me." Liang Pengfei's originally handsome face was more ferocious than the king Satan in hell at this moment. His words were like an invisible big hand full of stings, which grabbed Van Persie's throat fiercely, making him almost unable to breathe.

"What I want to know is whether I am negotiating with you, the distinguished head of state of the Chinese Federation, or with the people of the British East India Company. I want to know who we are going to hand over the huge price we have paid, the countless wealth, and those rich colonies." Van Persie's expression was desperate.

Hearing this, Liang Pengfei couldn't help scolding in his heart that this old guy was really old and cunning. At this time, he did not forget to sow discord. However, this is exactly what Liang Pengfei wants, but Liang Pengfei's face does not show any joy at all, but is more gloomy. What do you mean?

"Mr. Führer, please take a word..." Old Van Persie knew that he had lost all his cards and was not qualified to bargain with Liang Pengfei at all. However, this did not prevent him, an experienced politician, from alienating the relationship between this group of Chinese pirates and the British East India Company.

Such a huge force, as well as the power of Lan Fangguo. If they are not in the same heart with the British, it will certainly cause great trouble to the British's rule in the eastern colonies.

Since the Dutch are having a hard time, you British bastards don't want to have a good time. Old Van Persie raised the corners of his mouth insidiously, and in his desperate eyes, there was a madness of going to die together.

In just five minutes, Liang Pengfei agreed to the old Van Persie's request, and then continued to quietly watch the cruel and beautiful night view of Jakarta.

At the same time, Caopu Street, about two miles away from Jakarta, is looking panicked at this moment. Some of the old people who survived the massacre more than 40 years ago are the most nervous.

"Come on, come on, it's too late if you don't leave." Mr. Huang shouted loudly. At this moment, the Chinese people in Caopu Street were in a mess. The voices of crying and panic came one after another.

"But Brother Zheng is still in the city." Xiaoxiu's wonderful eyes were full of tears and panic. The sky-high fire and explosions were not only tormenting her hearing and vision, but also her nerves.

"Good show, be obedient, go with your father. After tonight, we will come back tomorrow and come back here to wait for your Brother Zheng, okay?" Huang Tiancheng, who was carrying his mother who had fainted, tried his best to comfort his daughter.

"Wait, wait, villagers, don't panic. No one dares to come here to disturb you. Our adults have sent an army to protect your safety. Please don't panic." At this time, the Chinese village and town named after Caopu Street echoed in all directions, and even in the village and town.

The familiar local accent, as if thousands of people are calling around Caopu Street, which makes all the Chinese in Jakarta in Caopu Street stop and look at each other in astonishment...

(to be continued)