Daming: Insist on 60 billion explosive soldiers unwaveringly

However, what reassured them a little was that the wreckage of warships flooding the port at this moment was equivalent to adding a layer of protection.

However, Zhu Youchu's fleet, which has never appeared, has always been a thorn in everyone's heart.

"The enemy must be watching us from the sea."

"It's definitely not that simple to do this, the wreckage of the ship is impossible to stop the enemy."

"If you want to attack the city, you can definitely find a way to get these things away."

Inside a fort at the port, Brigadier General Angelo, who was in charge of port defense command, kept talking to himself, his eyes full of gloom.

A face in the firelight was full of uncertainty.

According to his thoughts, facing such a situation, it is best to retreat back to the fortress immediately.

The current situation is tantamount to taking over the enemy. Everyone has adapted to the atmosphere of the battlefield, which is enough.

However, it is a pity that the East India Company in the city rejected his request.

"A group of businessmen who only know how to do business, you don't understand war at all."

It's just that he didn't know it at all, not only those people didn't understand it, even he who claimed to have seen the war would soon understand it.

The cruelty of the eastern war is enough to drive any westerner crazy!

And what he didn't notice was that the primeval forest to the west of Batavia became more and more quiet...

Chapter 99

On the dark night of the moon, when the wind is high and the fire is set!

The night at the port of Batavia was getting darker and darker, only the few piles of flames at the front of the port made people feel a glimmer of light.

"Crackling!"

Sparks fly!

Amidst the crashing waves, all the Dutch people felt a chill, and couldn't help tightening their clothes, but still tightened a string in their minds.

They don't know when the enemy will appear suddenly, so they dare not be careless.

However, the originally loosely disciplined indigenous servants sat slumped on the front line without a formation, and the babbling indigenous language popped out of their respective mouths.

Even though every native soldier lowered the volume, there was still a buzzing sound.

In this regard, the Dutch officer in charge of leading them was very annoyed, but there was nothing he could do.

After all, no one can say that the indigenous army is wrong in doing this. After all, they need to consume more physical strength if they want to maintain the array with cold weapons.

But they can save more energy by sitting down like this.

It's just that these natives seem to have completely forgotten that they are facing the enemy. It's hard to say whether the swords and shields in their hands can guarantee their lives.

However, what all the Dutch people don't know is that the native army at this moment is discussing how to rebel.

They exchanged information in a dialect that the Dutch could not understand at all.

"The enemy will definitely attack the port tonight, our chance has come!"

"We also have weapons and armor in our hands now. If we kill the Dutch at this time, we will be free."

"If the battle is over, the Dutch will definitely take it back, and there will be no such opportunity again."

"Even if we win the battle, the Dutch will not abide by the contract, and they will definitely enslave us."

"The enemy can kill the governor of the Dutch. They must be stronger than the Dutch. We can't die for the Dutch."

"Go ahead, don't hesitate!"

"..."

For a moment, under the eyes of the Dutch, all the indigenous servants who fought were frantically linked together, and a tyrannical anger burned in the hearts of almost every aboriginal.

Hardly any Dutchman thinks of such a situation.

The cuteness and obedience that the Javanese pretended to have almost numbed all the Dutch. Of course, it may also be the Dutch's confidence in their extremely powerful force.

This does not hinder the resistance of the Javanese, especially the longer the Javanese has followed the Dutch, the more they know, the stronger their determination to resist.

It's just that the Dutch are not fools after all. Although they can't understand the words of the Javanese, they can also feel that something is wrong with the Javanese.

"The slaves don't look the same tonight."

"There is no difference, they are all a bunch of trash."

"I feel that the way they look at us seems a little fierce."

"Evil? Then remember that slave, and kill him when the battle is over and we return to the fortress."

The two officers who were in charge of the indigenous army at any time sneered. The three treasures of management at this time were roar, whip and noose.

The slaves who died in their hands simply don't know how many, but they or the Dutch don't care at all, after all, their value is not even one-fifth of the black slaves.

better than nothing.

However, what everyone didn't know was that while they were waiting quietly, the dark battleship had already taken off its sails, and relying on the cover of the night, it had quietly approached the port as the waves approached .

In the darkness, the deep orders of the captains sounded from the five hundred ships:

"The crossbow is aimed at the port."

"All soldiers ready."

"put!"

With an order and a hum, five hundred crossbows as thick as arms were thrown towards the port position in an instant.

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

The sharp whistling sound broke the silence of the night in an instant, and everyone on the port defense position changed their expressions.

No one is a fool to understand what that is.

Almost subconsciously, all the people subconsciously made their instinctive movements, and immediately retreated behind their defensive buildings.

But it's of no use at all.

The next moment, five hundred crossbow bolts as thick as arms fell down like lightning.

"boom!"

"Pfft!"

"Puff blah blah!"

The simple fortifications were as weak as paper in front of the sharp crossbow, and were penetrated in an instant, and the Dutch citizen shooter behind was nailed to the ground almost instantly.

"what!!!"

Amid the painful wailing, the strong smell of blood spread instantly.

And the worst were the native servants at the front.

They stood at the forefront, even though they were slumped on the ground, they still maintained a dense infantry formation. Before they could react, hundreds of soldiers were nailed into human meat skewers by the crossbow arrows falling from the sky.

"what!"

The sudden blow caused countless people to panic in an instant, and many new immigrants panicked immediately.

But at this time.

"¨Boom!!!"

The deafening gunfire sounded one after another, and a large shower of meteor fire enveloped the battleship on the sea in an instant, causing a large number of casualties immediately, and the screams continued.

"Firebolt!"

"Firebolt!"

Such orders sounded from one battleship after another, and countless crossbow bolts tied with kerosene cloth strips were pressed onto the giant crossbow, and the arrows flashing with cold light were aimed at the front.

boom! ! !

One after another, the crossbow bolts were ignited, and in an instant, the entire sea was dotted with lights like thousands of lights, shining like the Milky Way.

peaceful.

beautiful.

But this beauty carries endless dangers, so that all the Dutch people on the shore took a breath.

hiss! ! !

The enemy was only 400 meters away from the shore.

In the next moment, two thousand crossbow bolts soared into the sky, covering the port wharf like a meteor shower.

In an instant, the people in front of the port suddenly lost their souls. (by Wang Zhao)

Die!Die!

Almost before a decision was made in his mind, the people in front had already fled to the back in panic.

However, no matter how fast they were, they couldn't be faster than the roaring fire crossbow body.

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

Like rain.

"what……"

In an instant, there was a loud scream, and the area in front of the port was filled with countless crossbow arrows in an instant, as dense as wormwood.

Whether it was a civilian shooter in armor or an indigenous army in leather armor, they were all penetrated instantly.

The raging fire directly ignited the garbage and thatch on the ground.

But more still landed on the wreckage of the battlefield on the sea surface. Almost in the blink of an eye, the wreckage of the battleship caught fire and ignited.

boom!boom!boom! !

The orange-red flame swept across the entire sea directly, transpiring the port like daytime, and the defensive position at the port was completely exposed to the vision of Zhu Youchen's army. .

Chapter 100

"Arrows! Arrows! Arrows!"

Explosive roars sounded from the battleship one after another.

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

Amidst the scalp-numbing screams, countless crossbow bolts covered the entire defense of Batavia port like a dark cloud.

"Pfft!"

"Puff blah blah!"

The human body was easily torn apart like cloth, and the entire port became a hell on earth in an instant.

Unlike arrows, crossbows with thick arms are like small-caliber sniper cannons. Even if they shoot through arms or legs, the huge kinetic energy can tear the body apart in an instant.

On the battlefield where the howls sounded endlessly, the hearts of the countless stumped limbs and broken arms were chilling, and the waves of screams made the people at the front of the battlefield terrified.

"Ah! Retreat, retreat quickly!"

"Back quickly! Back quickly!"

"Escape!"

All the surviving people immediately rushed towards the rear position, their faces under the firelight were all full of horror.

None of them thought that there were so many giant crossbows on the enemy's warships, just as they didn't know the number of Zhu Youchen's warships at all.

After shooting seven times in a row, there was no longer any living person in the front position of the entire port defense position, only the crossbow arrows standing all over the ground, like stumps in the forest that had been cut down.

However, there were corpses one after another under the tree stumps, and none of the corpses was complete. All the corpses were scattered like rag dolls within an area of ​​30 meters.

The blood gradually gathered into a small river.

And at this time, the artillery on the defensive position finally began to roar unwillingly.