Chongzhen Undergraduates

The cannon has been ringing for a long time. Although it sounds lively, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Dutch castle is not so easy to fight.If it is a domestic city, with such a big gap in the collapse, I am afraid that thousands of troops will rush into the city, and the city will soon fall.

But this city of Ba is different. There are bastions in the city to help each other defend. Even if they attack the city, they will be attacked by the city.Unless the entire castle is destroyed.

"Master Shi, we have found a way to destroy the castle."

Just when Shi Lang was preparing to set up a larger security area and planned to attack the city for a long time, Su Zhaoxing came to him with several old Chinese workers.

"Oh, is there any weakness?" Shi Lang asked.

"We do have weaknesses, but we need the cooperation of the soldiers." An old Chinese worker said.

"These bastions were built by our Chinese workers with blood and sweat. Starting from the waist of the bastion, there will be some places that are relatively weak. There are several layers of upper and lower passages and connected shooting ports.

I heard that you have very powerful gunpowder. If you blow up these places, you will be able to blow up gaps, and then put enough explosives, and the bastion will collapse as soon as it is blown up. "

The old Hua Gong's words were very tempting, but Shi Lang was caught in a dilemma.The new type of explosives is expensive, and the quantity is not much.He's got to keep some of the lower coffers for blowing up the Dutch, too.

"It's fine if you don't need gunpowder, you can pour oil into it and burn it." A staff officer interjected in order to save Shi Lang from the siege.

"Where to get so much oil?" Shi Lang didn't appreciate it, in his opinion, this little staff officer's suggestion was nothing.

"There is no oil, but we have sugar!" said the old Chinese worker.

"Sugar?" Shi Lang was stunned. Are oil and sugar the same thing?

"Don't be surprised, my lord. The temperature of this sucrose is no lower than that of oil when it is ignited, and the smoke is big, and it is smoky. It is unbearable."

The words of the old Chinese worker made Shi Lang sniffle unconsciously, as if a caramel smell came to his nostrils.

"Actually, sugarcane poles are enough. We just need to smoke out the Dutch soldiers in the bastions. They can't stay in the bastions and can only go to the city. Once they go to the city, they will be the targets of our artillery."

As the commanding officer of the Navy and Marine Corps, Wu Liuqi already understood what the Chinese workers meant.

The next job is for him to lead his subordinates to show off their tactical achievements.

The so-called marines naturally have some styles of play that are different from the general field army.Wu Liuqi's regiment was in charge of a bastion, and only one blasting team was dispatched, and a gap was breached with a bang.

Immediately afterwards, a scene that stunned the Ming army appeared.

The sugar cane bundles piled up like a hill formed several tunnels that stretched all the way to the blast hole, all of which were made by the selfless dedication of the Chinese workers.

The seemingly inconspicuous sugarcane tunnel has blocked the rain of bullets for the soldiers of the Ming army.

"Company commander, how thick is the sugar cane on top of our heads! It can't even penetrate Dutch bullets." A little soldier was very curious.

"There are at least three or four bundles on it, so sweet." The company commander broke one and bit it open.

The sugarcane stalks were refueled, and after burning, the whole bastion was like smoked bacon, and it couldn't stand people alive.This thing is not as pungent as chili, but the sugar is really poisonous when it is burned.

The Dutch soldiers dragged their flintlock guns, regardless of the bright and dark whistle, no one could stay inside, and ran desperately towards the top of the city.

"Hey, fire the cannon, fuck his mother!" The artilleryman was overjoyed when he saw it.

Bacheng could not hold on within two days, and Tasman took the initiative to surrender from the city hall with a white flag.

Chapter 583: Shi Lang's Growth in Bacheng

Tasman never thought that he would be a prisoner so soon, but the smoke from the sugarcane stalks was really uncomfortable, and it was extremely stuffy, like smoked roast goose.

It can only be said that Batavia at this time is too small, at most the size of Daming County.

The reason why Bacheng is famous is because it is the headquarters of the East India Company. In fact, it is not even a cargo transfer station.The Dutch established too many strongholds throughout Southeast Asia, and the trade transit station was Singapore.

However, Bacheng has the right to issue currency!

Bacheng has trade settlement rights, and a lot of money is concentrated in Bacheng's underground vault.The precious spices and goods collected every year are concentrated here.It can be said that this is the financial street in Southeast Asia.

"Master Shi, the warehouse exploded. You, go and have a look!"

Wu Liuqi did not come from the Zheng family, and he was not used to calling Shi Lang directly by his name, but Liu Guoxuan and the others were basically more relaxed when they saw Shi Lang.

"What's the situation? Could it be that there is too little money?" Shi Lang wondered why Wu Liuqi was making such a fuss.

When he ran to the underground bank and saw it, he was shocked.

The gold hoarded here is all gold bricks, which are completely different from domestic gold ingots, but neatly stacked into a square gold pile.

Both silver and gold glistened, dazzling under the light.

At that time, Shi Lang felt guilty. If he took all this money away by himself, he could just find an island in the South China Sea and establish a country like Wansheng Islet.

"Mr. Wu, have you checked the quantity?" Shi Lang asked with his eyes turned.

"The gendarmerie will send people to check the count, and Tiandihui will send people to supervise it. I don't dare to interfere." Wu Liuqi trembled. According to the current military system of Ming Dynasty, even the gendarmerie dared not say a word.

Coupled with a mysterious Tiandihui, who knows which person present is a member of the Tiandihui?

Shi Lang was startled, he quickly dismissed the thought just now.As far as he knows, Su Zhaoxing is now a peripheral member of the Tiandihui.

"Hurry up and inform the transportation team that the goods will be shipped to the north." Shi Lang didn't have the guts to think otherwise, so he could only work honestly.

"But what about these captives? Are they all killed?" Wu Liuqi asked, pointing to the tens of thousands of Dutch people crowded outside the municipal square.

According to the previous plan, the transport fleet needs to transport goods on the return journey, and at the same time ensure the supply of the entire fleet.

It's a chore.When it came, the entire fleet was in a desperate battle, but no extra ships were captured during the battle.On the contrary, there are a lot of goods and more than 2000 Chinese workers who need to be evacuated together, and the transportation capacity is obviously not enough.

Although Bacheng did not seize the sea-going ship, there were more than 3000 Dutch soldiers and thousands of Dutch employees, all of whom were senior business representatives of the East India Company.

Europeans fight wars differently than Han Chinese, especially in a country like the Dutch, which was founded on commerce.When the battle was clearly unwinnable, surrendering was not a shame for them, so it was normal for the Ming army to capture many prisoners.

But Shi Lang was in big trouble. He, Shi Lang, thought it was just a simple matter of grabbing money, but it turned into a mess.

"Feng Xin, have you figured out how many boats you need?" Shi Lang looked at the crowds of people with big heads everywhere.

The Dutch who became captives were passive and idle, and the Chinese who won the battle were excited and busy, but the irrelevant natives didn't know what to do, singing and dancing in Bacheng everywhere, and robbing their own people while taking advantage of the chaos.

I don't know what the position of these people is.

"I've already calculated, at least thirty ships are needed." Feng Xin has grown up now. Although he was only sent here as Liu Guoxuan's chief of staff, he is a leader among the younger generation of the Navy, and he was personally trained by Emperor Ming. Former disciple of the Son of Heaven.

"You calculated correctly, right?" Shi Lang was terrified, thirty ships, he sent the South China Sea Division out to see if it was enough.

"How about killing a batch of prisoners?" Wu Liuqi interjected weakly, he had the weakest sense of presence among the senior generals in this operation.

"In my opinion, we should chop it all up, and just keep a few high-ranking officials." Liu Guoxuan followed the method of his counterparts in the country, captured the bandits and offered their heads to count as military merit, and the bandit leaders were taken to the government for execution.

"No, these Westerners can't be counted as bandits, and they can't all be killed." Feng Xin hurried out to stop him. Based on his understanding of Zhu Youjian, Zhu Youjian would rather kill the governor than the soldiers.