Indonesian islands, Java Island.

Manila, Port Governor's Office.

"Max, if you continue like this, even Prince William will not be able to protect your status and honor!"

In the room, there was a fierce argument.

"Kirke, Captain Luo Fu is my younger brother. I can't watch my younger brother being killed by those savages with despicable means without being indifferent!"

"Now I would rather not have status and honor. I want these savages from the Far East to be buried with my brother. Do you understand?"

Max was sarcastic and sarcastic.

"You go, I am the governor here, I have the final say in the matter here!"

The man sighed and said:

"You——I can't tell you. Think about it again, why did the board of directors negotiate peace with the natives of the Ming Dynasty?"

"Don't miss the major events of the United Provincial Fleet in the Far East. The Mediterranean is still in the hands of the Spanish!"

"If you continue to target Chinese people like this, Hotman will be dissatisfied with you!"

The man inside was still persuading him with great sincerity, but it was obvious that Max didn't seem to have any patience to continue listening to his explanation.

"Hotman? He's just a dog from the United Netherlands. Do you really think he can push me?"

After a while, Max issued an order to expel guests.

"Send me the consultant out. I am the governor here, and I still need a lot of ports to deal with!"

After a while, a middle-aged man with an angry look on his face with deep helplessness was sent out by a Dutch naval soldier.

When he left the door, the man was still angry and turned around and shouted, "Max, if you don't stop, you will suffer the consequences!"

Max's tit-for-tat rebuttal came, "Oh? When did our advisor become a real gentleman and begin to care about the lives and deaths of these Far East natives?"

But then, I didn't hear the man's reply again.

The consultant was staring blankly at the sea surface in the distance, and countless black dots suddenly appeared on the sea level.

These black spots are getting bigger and bigger until they occupy the entire area visible to the naked eye of the entire Manila port.

"It's the Ming Navy!"

"The Ming navy is here to take revenge on us!"

Soon, some surviving sailors who ran back from the Queen fleet shouted out in horror, with fear written on their faces.

Not long after, the Ming Navy began to appear on the sea surface of the Java Sea, and the warships were connected directly to the horizon.

On the ship led, a high-quality Ming flag was floating high. A Ming navy general wearing iron armor was standing on it, looking at them with a thousand-mile mirror.

For a moment, even these Royal Dutch Navy soldiers with rich sailing experience were shocked.

No one has seen so many large warships at once...

"O God..."

"Bless us, this, there are too many of them!"

"If you surrender now, is it still too late?"

The whispers of the Dutch navy soldier who was on duty at the port reached the ears of the consultant.

That's right, these colonists who looked down on the indigenous people of the Far East were scared for the first time in front of the "indigenous" fleet.

The consultant turned his head and looked at the still calm Governor's Office, sneered and murmured:

"Max, see what harm you have brought to the Netherlands."

"I can't stay here anymore. Max is dead. I can't die with him. Far East, no more rescue!"

After muttering about this, the consultant turned around and left, trying to find a boat and quietly left behind the island.

Because he knew that the Ming Dynasty sent so many fleets to come, it was definitely not just for the purpose of chatting with Max.

At the same time, in the high palace of Manila.

Sulu, the king of the Old Hong Kong Kingdom, ran here tremblingly under the guidance of his attendants, looking at the endless Ming fleet in the distance, his face filled with joy that had not been seen for many years.

"Here, they are here!"

"I have said long ago that the Ming Dynasty will definitely come to save us!"

The local Indonesian people who were oppressed by Spain and Dutch colonists for a long time also hugged each other and cried.

......

"General, the old port is less than two nautical miles ahead."

Hearing this, Shandong Vice General Zhang Pan said directly without putting down the Qianli Jing in his hand:

"Transfer the general's military order, stop advancing, concentrate artillery, and shoot at the Red Barbarian Warships anchored in the water port!"

"yes!"

More than fifty Cangshan warships stopped moving forward in the surprise eyes of the Dutch in the harbor, and after a while, they began to bombard fiercely.

Countless solid lead bullets appeared in the sky. Although the accuracy of the lead bullets was insufficient, the number of ships of the Laizhou Navy warships made up for this very well.

What's more, the Dutch warships anchored in the Port of Manila did not expect a large number of Ming navy to attack.

For a moment, it is not so easy to drive a boat to fight back.

Under the continuous shelling, the Dutch had almost no resistance and became an excellent living target for the Laizhou Camp navy to practice shelling on the sea.

"Bang!"

A lead bullet was accurately concentrated on the deck of a Garen sailboat in the port, with wood chips flying across the board, and several Dutch naval soldiers were shaken down to the sea and became chickens.

It's not over yet, and the shells in the sky roared endlessly, hitting the sea and shore near the Galen sailboat.

Soon, the second deck of the Galen sailboat was penetrated with a hole, and it began to pour water in and slowly sink.

The Dutch naval soldiers who were actively preparing to fight back saw this and shouted, jumping into the sea with their teeth and claws.

But is the sea safe?

"Climb the port and kill every red barbarian dog you can see!" Zhang Pan pulled out the geese-winged sword hanging around his waist and ordered loudly.

The Cangshan ships in the distance continued to be shelled, while the numerous troop transport ships, Xiaofu ships, and Cangshan ships were moving forward with full force.

They quickly drove into the port, and countless Ming troops jumped off their ships under the salt houses with firepower in the sky and boarded the port.

A thousand-General pulled out his sword, kicked over a Dutch businessman who was blocking him and begging for mercy, and turned around and shouted:

"The general has an order to kill all the Dutch and avenge the dead!"

After shouting, Mr. Qian's face turned fierce, stepped on the Dutch merchant with one foot, then leaned down and inserted the steel knife into his chest.

"Bring their heads back to China to build Jingguan!"

Behind Mr. Qian, the Ming army shouted and rushed into Manila City. Whenever they met the Dutch who were blocking, regardless of their identity or gender, they would be a knife.

The order was clear and not vague at all, killing every Dutchman that could be seen in Manila.

This time, these foreign colonists must be given a long memory!

Listening to the fire outside and shouting loudly, Max in the Governor of the Port Office frowned and said unhappily:

"What's going on?"

With a "clang", a Dutch navy soldier with blood on his face rushed in and fell directly to the ground, his appearance was extremely miserable.

"Governor General, the Ming fleet has entered the city!"

"They refuse to accept our surrender, they want to kill us!"
Chapter completed!