New Shun 1730

"Brother, how many guns do you have?"

Huang Ban knew that what they lacked most now was weapons. They didn't have strong enough interpersonal relationships, so it was difficult to get guns.

Lian Jieguang, the younger brother of the Kapitan Lian Fuguang in the city, did get a few, but he couldn't get more without his brother's help.

Huang Ban also didn't trust the few famous people in the city. This emotional distrust was right. The massacre in history was caused by Lian Fuguang's military orders to knock on the doors of Chinese people from house to house, asking them not to come out and not to participate in the riots of the rebels. In addition, the weapons were confiscated at the door, resulting in the group of people in the city having no ability to fight back during the massacre.

Without being able to contact the rich and powerful and lacking weapons, if a fight really broke out, they would really have no idea.

"Gun... maybe a few dozen. My brothers are all good at it. As the saying goes, it doesn't matter how many soldiers you have. Brother Bang should find some trustworthy guys first, let's get together. If there are too many people, it will be easy to cause chaos."

The people sent by the Privy Council knew that the Dutch were very cautious about the Chinese. They did not allow the Chinese to serve in the military or to touch guns and participate in military training. They would rather use Javanese.

The main reason is that the Javanese are too poor and the Chinese are too rich. The rich and the gunners cannot be the same group of people. This is a colonial rule of divide and rule.

There are a batch of guns hidden in the sugar factory, and they are all high-quality British goods, brown bess. They were bought with real money, and there are no guns from the Dashun Arsenal.

Because of the musket lineage of Dashun, the matchlock gun is from Safavid Persia and the flintlock gun is from France. When you hold the gun of Dashun, you can see the lineage at a glance.

The Privy Council also wanted to disgust the Anglo-Dutch relationship, so they spent money to get the brown bess and forged some English letters to put in the sugar factory.

There are not many people from the Boys' Army and the Privy Council, but they can all be officers. There are also some people in the sugar factory who have received simple military training, but they have never touched a gun, for fear of leaking the news.

Although Huang Ban does not know where these people come from, he heard that there are guns, dozens of them, and his brothers can play with guns, so he has some idea in his mind and knows that these people are not ordinary people.

But Huang Ban does not know which side they are from.

This place is full of good and bad people, they may be pirates, pirates, the gold diggers in Borneo, or other Western countries, or mercenaries for various local governments.

But no matter which side they are from, they are friends if they can stand with them at this time. We will talk about the future later.

"In that case, let's call together the brothers who can fight and make up 200 to 300 people. Those who can use muskets will form a team, and those who can't will use machetes and spears. Let's meet at the sugar factory in the evening without delay."

"Okay!"

The people from the parties agreed and left to prepare.

The people from the Privy Council returned to the sugar factory, took out dozens of brand new brown bass from the hidden wooden box, and took out the paper-wrapped lead bullets and distributed them.

Zhang Sanbiao, who made a contribution by killing little Tsering Dunduobu in the battle at the northern foot of the Altai Mountains and was incorporated into the Children's Army and had the status of a good family, was no longer the half-grown drummer in the army.

After being incorporated into the Children's Army and becoming the emperor's personal army, he was sent to Nanyang to lie dormant. After several years, his shoulders became broader and his face became darker. He was no longer the child who had to push up his military cap from time to time to avoid blocking his eyes.

Touching the familiar but somewhat different musket, and the brass bolt, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "With a gun in hand, I'm not nervous. Damn, this British gun is really good. When we were training with the military training officer, we were holding sticks at the beginning."

The people in the sugar factory are from both the Privy Council and the Emperor's personal army, but most of the seventeen or eighteen people are brought by Liu Yu.

Some are called military training officers, some are called school supervisors, some are called Jiedushi, and some are called Yingsuobo. By listening to the names, you can roughly know when they went to Weihai, and you can probably guess whether they were incorporated into the Emperor's personal army because of their meritorious service, or whether they were born in the Jinghai Palace official school and took the route of a staff officer like the Privy Council.

Those who can be transferred to lie dormant in Nanyang are not ordinary people. But Zhang Sanbiao's merit of killing Xiao Ce Lingdun Duobu by luck on the battlefield is not comparable to everyone. He was the youngest, and everyone here knew that his name was given by Liu Yu, so they usually took good care of him.

The leader sent by the Privy Council laughed and said, "What a pity, Sanbiao, you used to be a drummer. It's useless for these people to beat the drums. They haven't practiced before and can't understand the drum beats. This battle is not easy to fight."

Zhang Sanbiao also nodded, knowing that the most important thing for training soldiers in Weihai is the formation and discipline, and shooting is secondary. The tactical system of the Dashun Army after the reform requires rapid formation changes and high mobility of the column, and the requirements for the speed of firing are not too high.

These people are either from professional schools, or veterans who survived and made contributions on the battlefield and were transferred to the emperor's personal army. Don't look at what they said before, they are easy and good at ambush, but in fact, each of them is unsure.

It is difficult for these untrained Chinese to form an army in a short period of time.

"My second brother is the chief gunner on a warship. He said that the people on the warship are brave and aggressive, but everyone knows that without their companions, they are nothing. It is still the whole system that matters. He, the chief gunner, cannot drive a ship, and the captain may not be able to fire a cannon either."

"The same goes for us people in the army. Nowadays, there are no more enemies like Zhang Guan. Even an officer can't do anything if he doesn't have a group of trained soldiers. The Dutch often train here, and we We don’t have artillery, so it’s really hard to fight. When we were fighting the rebellion, we relied on artillery. To be honest, I have never fought a battle without artillery.”

Zhang Sanbiao said that people like them could only rely on the existing system. He also said that he had never fought a war without artillery. Every word he said was in everyone's heart.

There are only a dozen of them who can really fight. If they are supplemented by soldiers from Dashun's new barracks, these people can become company commanders.

But without new recruits and relying on those Nanyang Chinese who had never fought in a war or even touched a gun, it would be difficult for them to use their methods. I know how to memorize the drills and read the military books thoroughly, but without well-trained soldiers and a supporting system, it seems that nothing can be done.

The people in the Privy Council couldn't help but sigh: "Since ancient times, no one has ever been more powerful than Huaiyin in military force. That's it. The Marquis of Huaiyin can win a battle with a group of new soldiers. This is the real excellence. But I think I think so, if I have this ability, wouldn’t I be as capable as the Marquis of Huaiyin?”

"The matter has come to this, and there is no other way. Let's go ahead. The people from the court should be here soon. Before they come, they must at least win a battle to prevent the Dutch from taking action and shrinking back. In Bacheng. If we drag the people to the court, our matter will be done."

It eased everyone's hearts, and everyone knew to do their best and obey fate, and everyone became quiet. Or carefully check the bolt on your musket, or rub the flint to test for sparks.

In the evening, the capable people led by Huang Ban, Lian Huaiguan and others also arrived.

As soon as he entered the door, Huang Ban felt that these people were definitely from the military. They did not have the so-called bravery of their gang members, but a dull dullness.

Knowing that they were going to fight the Dutch, Huang Ban's confidants were all gearing up and eager to give it a try, and their excitement was palpable.

As for the dozen or so people in the sugar factory, it seems that fighting is no different from eating, shitting and sleeping. After Huang Ban and others came in, they still wiped their guns calmly, neither scared nor excited.

Seeing this posture, Huang Ban asked Lian Huaiguan in a low voice: "What are the origins of these brothers?"

Lian Huaiguan knew it well, but he only said: "I don't know the specific origin. But they are both capable and good-natured, so we made friends."

Huang Banjiang was doubtful and knew that he would not tell if he asked, so he stopped asking more questions and said to the leader sent by the Privy Council: "Brother, I have brought over all my men who are brave and have practiced for several years. What do you think?"

Zhang Sanbiao, who was silently melting lead and clamping bullets with a clip, raised his head and took a few glances, thinking that these people were not good enough.

When we were training troops in Weihai, the adults only said that the best soldiers should be trained to the point of being stunned.

What does it mean to be dumbfounded? The flintlock muskets were lined up shoulder to shoulder, and the lead bullets smashed the heads of the comrades in one fell swoop. Blood and brains splashed all over their faces. They all walked forward numbly listening to the drum beat without even looking at them. A brother who stirs rice in a horse spoon is the strong army at this time.

These people are far from being stunned. They are similar to the group of government soldiers. They can fight with the wind, but if they are really expected to resist the line and shoot, it will definitely not work.

That group of government soldiers screamed before the battle, ran away when the resistance line could not be held, grabbed the loot one by one, chased the fleeing enemy troops, and could chop off their heads all over the horse's back. If the attack did not go well, who could run away? All fast.

The man in the Privy Council was a man of academic background, so he could see things that Zhang Sanbiao could see at a glance. But it was not easy to dampen everyone's enthusiasm at this time, so he said: "It's good if you come. Those who have touched the gun will find it and take it."

After saying that, he waved his hand and asked someone to bring the gun.

Huang Ban looked at this brand new musket and saw the English letters engraved on the musket that he could not recognize. He was even more curious and wondered where these people came from.

But it's definitely not from the Netherlands. The Dutch have no reason to make it so troublesome. To arrest people, we only need to issue a law: arrest all Chinese. It can still be said that Batavia is about the law.

Huang Ban touched the gun himself and went to get one. The remaining people also picked out some who had touched the gun.

"Do you know how to use it? In the past few days, we will learn how to use the gun in the sugar factory. It is quiet here and no one will notice if we ask people outside to watch."

After that, he winked at the few people behind him, and a few former scouts went out to guard with guns in hand. They acted smoothly and clearly, and they looked like they had been in the army.

Although those who hold guns have all touched guns, they may not have touched flintlock muskets. Many of them have used matchlocks, blunderbuss, etc. This flintlock musket has only been used by Dutch soldiers, but I can still use it. It really doesn't work.

Fortunately, the sugar factory and sugar cane plantation chosen at the time were in a remote place in the suburbs. There were large woods outside, which could block the sound of gunfire.

The methods used to train new recruits were used, eliminating queues and discipline drills, and just teaching these people how to load, fire and aim.

…………

In the city.

The Governor of Batavia is listening to the suggestions of Lian Fuguang and William Claes. To capture the thieves, capture the king first, and first arrest and torture the prestigious leaders among the Chinese slave workers who took the lead in making trouble.

"My Lord Governor, as long as we arrest the leading people, the rest will be just a group of sheep and there will be no trouble."

"People in our city very much support the Governor's move to clean up the Black Shirt Party and the Sans Pants Party. This is the correct way to maintain public order in Batavia."

Lian Fuguang made a serious suggestion to the governor, hoping that his suggestion would let the governor know that although they and those outside the city were all Chinese, they were by no means the same people.