1890 King of Southeast Asia

On October 30, the Nanhua Army stayed in the city of Simanle and did not move. Yang Tao wanted to let the news spread for a while, waiting for the news of the Chinese uprising to reach Yogyakarta and the Dutch who were suppressing the bandits.

But it was not that there was nothing to do. At noon on October 30, Yang Tao finally sent troops to stop Simanle's **. It was not that he suddenly became a saint, but that he was killing people. When the plan started, there would not be enough soldiers.

"Separate the people who came with us yesterday!" Yang Tao ordered.

This order is difficult to say. There are more than a thousand people. It is impossible for the soldiers to have seen them all. Even if they have seen them, they may not recognize them. But Yang Tao's method is very simple. Just recognize the ones who know them.

"You, come out!" Yang Tao pointed to a dark and thin native and said in Malay.

"Point out the people who came with you yesterday." Yang Tao ordered.

Unfortunately, although the native's clothes were bulging, it was obvious that he was filled with things, but at this time he was unwilling to betray his teammates.

"You two, come out!" Seeing that he didn't say anything, Yang Tao ignored him and called two people at random. Perhaps he felt that this was not okay, so Yang Tao patted his head.

"Give the order, and pull out all the people who came here yesterday who can be remembered!" Yang Tao said to the messenger.

Soon, more than a dozen people were pulled out from the unknown town yesterday, including old people, children, and even women.

Yang Tao called out two old people and two young men and asked them to stand with the thin black young man.

"Now, pull out all your neighbors." Yang Tao ordered them.

Unfortunately, perhaps because Yang Tao didn't move the thin black young man just now, no one moved.

Yang Tao waved his hand, and ten Chinese soldiers rushed up and beat them.

After beating for a while, Yang Tao grabbed the thin black young man's neck and asked.

"Do you want to tell me?"

The thin black young man looked at Yang Tao resentfully, "I don't know, I don't know!"

Yang Tao pulled out a pistol and pointed it at the thin black young man's head.

"One"

"Two"

"I don't know!" The dark and thin young man looked at Yang Tao, and then at the crowd. He felt that Yang Tao should not dare to kill him, just to scare him, otherwise why did he drag so many people out to be beaten together?

I can't say it, I will definitely die if I say it, and I will be killed by these people! He dare not, so many tribesmen are looking at me, he dare not!

Bang!

Unfortunately, he made a wrong bet. Yang Tao did not shout three, but pulled the trigger directly.

Red and white scattered all over the ground. Yang Tao stood up and walked towards another person.

"I curse you, God will punish you, you will not be able to go to heaven after death, you will die miserably, and your body will be eaten by wild dogs, you Chinese bastards! My tribesmen will avenge me! You and your family will die!" The young man was very tough.

Yang Tao did not use a gun, but took the gun from the soldier, installed a bayonet, inserted it into the man's thigh, pulled it out, gestured again, aimed at the liver, inserted it in, and stirred it a few times.

Maybe the whole city could hear the screams of this native. The remaining natives looked at the natives who were screaming and gushing blood, and there was only fear in their eyes.

Yang Tao walked towards the third one, who was an old man, and he didn't wait for Yang Tao to speak.

"I say, I say, there are a lot of them there, let me get up, I have been in the town for more than 20 years, and I know everyone in the town!" The old native knelt on the ground and begged.

"Go!" Yang Tao said. His goal has been achieved.

Later, with the help of the old native, the Nanhua Army pulled out more than 400 natives from the town and 800 natives from Ximanle County, and organized them into three square teams, one square team with 400 people, and one square team with more than 100 natives from the town.

"Do you want to intensify their contradictions?" Xie Hui looked at the hostile eyes of the natives in the town and the county in the formation, and asked Yang Tao.

"Almost, if we form a team like this and let them attack the city later, they will definitely work but not work hard, but they will not rebel before solving internal problems." Yang Tao said.

"So that's why you didn't stop them yesterday?" Xie Hui looked like he had learned something.

Yang Tao glanced at Xie Hui: "Almost, let them plant hatred, but more importantly, chaos is more conducive to the transmission of information. And it can also control the native population, why not?"

"What's that look in your eyes?" Xie Hui asked angrily.

"Nothing." Yang Tao changed the subject and said, "Give them the guns and teach them how to shoot. Don't give them too many bullets. When fighting, give them a few more bullets."

"Only rifles, 33 per squadron, 20 for the town and 13 for the county." Yang Tao added.

"Got it." Xie Hui said impatiently.

"Don't look like that, just teach them how to shoot, don't teach them anything else, such as maintenance and aiming." Yang Tao saw that he was impatient and continued to add.

"Yes!" Xie Hui suddenly straightened up and saluted Yang Tao.

"Tsk~" Yang Tao pouted and stopped talking.

Xie Hui went to train the natives, while Yang Tao sent out a large number of scouts.

On the 31st, the scouts reported that a small group of the Royal Dutch East India Army, also known as the vassal army of the Dutch colonial army, was groping towards Simanle.

"Do the natives know how to shoot?" Yang Tao asked Xie Hui.

"I guess they do, but I've never seen anyone so stupid." Xie Hui said.

"It's OK if it can fire, or if it explodes, as long as there's a sound." Yang Tao said indifferently.

"It's almost done, let's move!"

"Are we finally going to attack?" Xie Hui murmured.

"This afternoon, attack the city, target Yogyakarta!" Yang Tao returned.

On the 31st, more than 400 South China soldiers pulled four smoothbore cannons and rushed to Yogyakarta with natives holding various weapons.

The gates of Yogyakarta were closed after receiving the news, and the Dutch colonial army who were suppressing bandits outside were immediately notified. Due to the distance, the Dutch who were suppressing bandits on the 1st received a letter for help and immediately assembled troops to rush to Yogyakarta.

What they didn't know was that in front of them, more than a thousand South China soldiers had already buried mines on the road they had to pass through, set up ambush positions, and were ready!

On the afternoon of the 31st, Xie Hui arrived at the foot of Yogyakarta with the natives.

Yogyakarta is a military city, and most large cities in Java are like this, with the exception of Semarang, which is a trading city, and only the Dutch forts and bunkers are inside.

"We're here. This is Yogyakarta!" Xie Hui sighed as he looked at the Yogyakarta city wall, which was not tattered but also weathered, holding a telescope.

"Order the natives to attack!" Xie Hui gave the order.

On the front line, a squadron of Nanhua soldiers pointed their guns at a square formation of natives, and the squadron leader was mobilizing them before the war in not very fluent Malay.

"Yogyakarta is ahead, and it is also your goal this time. If you take Yogyakarta, you can distribute the wealth and women as you wish. If you take Yogyakarta, we will let you go back, and all the spoils you can get are yours!"

"Think about yesterday, you rushed into other people's houses and easily obtained wealth and women. In Yogyakarta, there are so many treasures and women, not only Javanese women, but also Dutch women. Don't you want to taste them?"

"If you take Yogyakarta, you will have wealth, women, weapons, and freedom, but if you can't take Yogyakarta, you will die. You all know that the Dutch army in Yogyakarta has gone to suppress the rebels. Now there are not many defenders in Yogyakarta, and it is not difficult to break in!"

"Okay, that's all, charge!" Maybe the squadron leader couldn't convince himself. After finding that he had no talent for public speaking, he nodded boringly and issued the order to attack.

But what he didn't expect was that as soon as the order was issued, more than 400 natives rushed to Yogyakarta with a howl, which stunned the Nanhua Army.

"Is this okay? I can do it too." A soldier whispered.

"What will happen if you don't speak? Don't speak. If you are heard, you are not the only one who will go back to practice. Don't drag me down if you can't think straight!" said the soldier next to him.

The natives rushed fast and retreated fast.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

The defenders on the city wall fired seven or eight rounds of volleys, killing more than a dozen people, and more than 400 natives retreated. They were in a mess when they rushed, and even more so when they retreated. Wooden sticks, long hair, and rusty scimitars were thrown all over the ground.

"Shoot, stop them!" Xie Hui ordered.

Bang bang bang.

The natives stopped, looked behind, and then looked in front, at a loss.

Xie Hui did not blindly put pressure on them, but asked them to retreat and let the second team go. Each team was almost the same, firing two shots into the sky, then rushing up, and then being killed by a few to a dozen people, and then retreating again.

The second round was about to begin, but the natives were timid and did not dare to move forward.

Bang! After killing a native who wanted to run, Xie Hui knew that one more blow would be enough, and this group of natives was temporarily useless.

"Tell them that we will support them with artillery!" Xie Hui said

Three six-pound smoothbore cannons were pushed out, and the artillery began to fire at Yogyakarta, but they were too far away, not only did they miss, but the range was not enough.

Yogyakarta seemed to remember at this time that they also had artillery, and fired at the Nanhua artillery, but unfortunately, the Nanhua artillery was too far away, and Yogyakarta's artillery had no accuracy at this distance.

The two sides fought back and forth for more than half an hour, until the artillery dared not continue to fire.

"Report, this cannon is too hot and the quality is not good. The artillery said that the risk of exploding is a bit high if it continues to fire..." The messenger said to Xie Hui.

Xie Hui looked at the sky and said, "Then don't fight. Pull out the 12-pound field gun and fire a few rounds at the city wall to drive the natives up. If they are beaten back, retreat."

In fact, there were not many rounds fired in total. On average, one cannon fired ten shells, an average of one round every three minutes. This cannon is too old and has not been maintained much. Fortunately, it is a muzzle-loading smoothbore cannon, otherwise Xu Hui really dare not let the artillery play with this thing.

Boom! The 12-pound cannon fired, with a larger caliber, thicker barrel, and longer range.

One shot, more than 200 meters away, but also hit the city wall.

This shot seemed to inspire the natives, making them forget the pain just now, and they rushed up again with a howl.

Bang, bang, bang!

Rounds of volleys were fired from the walls of Yogyakarta, but unfortunately, even if it caused greater casualties this time, it did not scare the natives.

When Xie Hui saw that the natives were not far from the city wall, he was very surprised.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The cannons on the city wall fired.

The cannons on the city wall were also muzzle-loading smoothbore cannons, and they fired solid bullets. The casualties they caused to the natives were not as great as those caused by the volley guns, but the natives were frightened and began to retreat.

Xie Hui saw this and wondered how he could do it. He ordered the 12-pound cannons to continue firing.

The artillery fire from the rear and the bullets fired from the South China Army's rifles gave the natives new motivation, and they charged towards the city wall again.

This time, the natives were close to the city, climbing the wall, ramming the city gate, and so on.

Hundreds of natives were at the city gate, desperately repairing the city gate. The old city gate was actually shaken and was about to collapse.

The city gate was suddenly opened, and the natives rushed in like a flood that had found an outlet.

Xie Hui behind was stunned. That's it?

Just when Xie Hui was hesitating whether to order the soldiers of the South China Army to follow up.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three not-so-loud cannon shots came from the city gate.

The natives at the city gate were torn to pieces by several black shadows that suddenly flew out, and their limbs and arms were scattered everywhere. The natives at the city gate seemed to have been paused and suddenly quieted down.

Time went back five minutes. In the city, dozens of Dutch colonial soldiers pulled three old 1776-style three-pound cannons and placed them at the city gate.

Then they loaded chain bullets into the gun barrels and aimed at the city gate.

Chain bullets were a common type of naval artillery shells used in the sailing warship era. Two iron balls or lead balls were connected by an iron chain in the middle, which became chain bullets. After being fired, they could break the sails or break the masts, and were used to restrict the movement of enemy ships.

Although it was used to hit the masts of sailing warships, it was a weapon second only to shotguns in terms of efficiency when used to hit people, and it had a strong lethality against densely packed enemies.

This is what happened. Under the pressure of the natives, the dilapidated city gate began to shake, and the officer simply ordered to open the city gate and fire chain bullets.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three chain bullets, two iron balls connected by an iron chain, rotated and hit the first native, destroying the stability, and the two iron balls began to move irregularly, drawing a curve from the crowd.

On this curve that was nearly one meter wide, the fragility of the human body was vividly reflected. The three chain bullets gave the dense natives a wake-up call, and at least more than one hundred people died in this round of bombardment!

The natives were shocked, and then ran back like crazy.

"Fire the cannons, stop them!" Xie Hui saw that the natives had no intention of stopping, and ordered the artillery to remind them.

Boom boom boom.

The cannons woke them up again, making them realize that they had no way out.

Fortunately, Xie Hui had no intention of continuing the attack.

"Gather them, tell them that this was an accident, we will withdraw and will not kill them!" Xie Hui looked at the sky and said.

Soon, the soldiers of the Nanhua Army came forward to gather the panicked natives, and finally Xie Hui led more than 600 natives and left Yogyakarta with artillery.

Yogyakarta reported to Batavia that there was also a rebel uprising, trying to attack Yogyakarta, but was repelled. Batavia just took a simple look and didn't care, because they now had a bigger problem.