Daming: Insist on 60 billion explosive soldiers unwaveringly

Cold, chilling, and full of evil spirit.

Even the Kingdom of the Netherlands does not have such a large army of cold weapons.

Still an elite army.

"This……"

Cohen opened his mouth and didn't know what to say for a while, but his hands and feet suddenly felt a little cold.

Although the means of war have become more complicated, the essence of war still relies on soldiers.

Elite soldiers!

Boom!

Countless footsteps stopped immediately at this moment, and the black army stood solemnly on the flat ground.

Not moving like a mountain.

But the majestic momentum rolled the dust under his feet and spread towards the entire port.

In an instant, the nearly [-] soldiers who had been sweeping the battlefield in the entire port raised their swords and cheered in unison.

"¨Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

A sound resounded, and the three armies shouted together.

The thunder roared and spread to the distance, the sea breeze was stopped, and the waves trembled.

The heads of the people moved, and the weapons shone with a dazzling cold light, which almost replaced the sun in the sky, making people unable to open their eyes.

This is completely a sea of ​​weapons, which can no longer accommodate anything.

The lingering aura rose up, and the world was filled with chills.

Ruhong's morale immediately filled the whole world.

Zhu Youchen was also affected by the aura of soldiers and horses at the moment. Without seeing this scene with his own eyes, without experiencing it all in person, it is impossible to imagine the majesty and heroism in it.

Similarly, no one can stand in front of them, and all enemies will be crushed to pieces by them.

Immediately, Zhu Youchen pulled out the sword at his waist, pointed at the city of Batavia with a clang, and sternly shouted:

"(Wang Zhaozhao) besieged the city!!!"

"Wan Sheng!"

Amidst the roaring sound, the black army rushed towards the distant city of Batavia like a tide, and the ground that had just returned to calm began to tremble again.

And this time the movement was even more intense.

This is an elite army of more than 22 people!

It will take a year for the West to assemble an army.

For a moment, the whole world seemed to change color.

Zhu Youchen did not choose to attack the city immediately, which would only increase casualties, but prepared meticulously.

Although the morale is like a rainbow at this moment, it is difficult to hide the exhaustion of the army. This is not the time when the morale of the army is at its peak.

The siege rested overnight, preparing the siege ladder, and taking down the Batavia fortress in one go tomorrow.

Zhu Youchen glanced at the trembling Cohen from the corner of his eyes, sneered in his heart, and waved his hand: "Take him and let's go."

Since you are not willing to surrender, then play the last value.

Festival flag!Remain.

Chapter 105

Boom! ! !

The black army rushed over from the horizon like a tide.

soldier.

The boundless soldiers surged madly like an overflowing black tide.

The momentum raised seemed to submerge the entire Batavia Fortress.

"Dangdangdang!!!"

The rapid bell rang throughout the fortress, and the fortress that had just calmed down suddenly panicked.

The [-] regular army of the Kingdom of the Netherlands immediately set off on the city wall.

However, this still couldn't stop the panic in the entire city.

Even Brigadier General Angelo, who was used to wars, had black eyes at this moment, his hands were fighting, and his hand holding the cannon was icy cold.

"Why are there so many enemies?"

In his line of sight, the outside of the fortress is completely a sea of ​​people, with endless human heads, the whole fortress is like an isolated island in the black sea.

Gudong! !

He had never seen such a huge army in his life, he had never seen so many people gathered in one place.

Brigadier General Angelo is like this, not to mention the rest of the people have long since been frightened by such a crowd of people, their scalps are numb and their legs are weak.

Some people even started talking incoherently in panic on the spot: "There are too many enemies, let's surrender and negotiate!"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding atmosphere immediately became quiet, and the next moment everyone looked at the speaker in unison.

A potbellied, red-haired Dutch merchant who was also a director of the East India Company.

As soon as his words fell, the people around him almost subconsciously refuted.

"You can't surrender. There are still hundreds of thousands of Ducats in the city. If you surrender, you will lose everything."

"But we will die if we don't surrender. Look at the enemies outside. At least there are 10,000+ people. There are not so many men in the city."

"Talk to someone outside, if we can keep our wealth, we are willing to surrender."

"Are you crazy? Look who's out there, they're savages. Barbarians don't negotiate."

The entire 17-member board of directors immediately became a mess, and those who agreed to surrender and those who refused to surrender were fighting with each other.

If it wasn't for their obese bodies restricting their performance, I'm afraid someone would fight right away.

After all, this is a major matter that concerns everyone's life and death, and no one can completely ignore it.

However, they did not see the increasingly gloomy faces of the soldiers around them and Angelo's man-eating eyes.

suddenly.

"boom!"

A shot went off.

However, the head of the first red-haired director who proposed to surrender exploded like a watermelon, and the blown skull, mixed with white and red brains, threw the faces of the people around him.

With a scream, the members of the East India Board of Directors who were arguing around immediately ran away in horror, and the few people whose brains were stained were even more disgusted and bent over to vomit.

Everyone's complexions turned white in an instant, revealing the blue blood vessels under the skin.

quiet!

Deathly silence!

Everyone looked at Angelo in horror.

"Bah! Dead fat pig."

Angelo cursed in his heart, shook off the gunpowder smoke, looked at everyone with a gloomy face and said:

"Who else wants to surrender?"

No one dared to look at him, and they all looked horrified at the murderous Angelo.

The few people who proposed to surrender just now shook their heads like rattles.

call!

Angelo heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. Although he wished to kill all these people, their existence was beneficial to the stability of the fortress.

There are also [-] Sri Lankan musketeers in the East India Company.

Now, if he wanted to defend Batavia, he needed the power in the hands of these people, whether it was troops or money.

Thinking of this, Angelo tried his best to soften his face, and said in a deep voice:

"We must not surrender. This is Batavia! Batavia of the Kingdom of the Netherlands!"

After speaking, Angelo looked at everyone with burning eyes, and said sharply:

"If there is no Batavia, not only your family members will be affected, but I'm sure that your mistress and all illegitimate children will not be able to escape the sanction of the kingdom, and all your wealth in the kingdom will be confiscated."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's pupils shrank immediately, and their fat faces trembled even more.

Although they didn't fully believe Angelo's words, they didn't have the guts to gamble.

If there is no family, women, etc., there will be nothing.

It doesn't even matter if the country is gone.

As long as they have money, they can still go to any country to be a comfortable manor owner.

However, if there are no domestic industries, then there will really be nothing.

Immediately, a director who was not in favor of surrender spoke up: "What support do you want?"

These people are not stupid, and they immediately understood Angelo's intentions.

Angelo was not polite either, and said directly: "I need [-] Sri Lankan Musketeers under your command to be incorporated into my army to defend the entire city."

"can."

"Opening your warehouses, food, etc. must give priority to ensuring the supply of soldiers."

"no problem."

"I also need you to prepare a wealth of [-] ducats to inspire the soldiers."

Many directors hesitated for a moment, then gritted their teeth and agreed.

"Lend it to you."

Although they are not soldiers, they also understand that in this place far away from the Netherlands, only real gold and silver are needed to maintain the morale and combat effectiveness of the soldiers.

But it's just a loan.

However, Angelo was overjoyed and forgot, anyway, it was borrowed by the Kingdom of the Netherlands, not him.

Immediately, Brigadier General Angelo promised: "With your support, I can guarantee to hold the fortress for three months."

This is his assessment of his abilities.

With [-] regular troops, [-] indigenous troops, and [-] civilian shooters in the city, there is absolutely no problem in defending the fortress for three months.

After all, their defensive side naturally has an advantage.

Three months.

Hearing this, all the directors immediately felt relieved.

Angelo was able to tell such a time, obviously he had a detailed plan in mind.

Immediately, the sixteen directors looked at each other and felt relieved again.

At this time, Zhu Youzhao's dark army had already moved to a distance of 2000 meters from the Batavia Fortress. The dazzling cold light of the weapons almost blinded all the people on the walls of the fortress.

I felt a sense of coldness.

However, with Angelo's words just now, they felt a little more at ease in their hearts.

It's just that the scalp is still trembling uncontrollably.

After all, there are really too many enemies.

The next moment, under their watchful eyes, the black army split into three torrents and surrounded other parts of the Batavia Fortress.