A stone hit the shield covered with iron, causing the shield to dent. The stone was embedded in the shield and can be clearly seen on the back.

Zheng Chengzong's arm went numb for a while. It was indeed beyond his expectation that the damn stone had such power. The indigenous people on the opposite side also rushed over. They didn't have any swords in their hands. They were more tools for daily work.

These shovels, shovels, and the like were sharpened by the stones during daily work. A blow on the body would cause skin and flesh to be torn at the slightest, and even tendons and bones to be broken at the worst.

There are also guys who don’t even have tools in their hands. They just grab a wooden stick and fight with the Ming people. These indigenous people are obviously in a mental disorder. Their eyes are blood red and their mouths are howling in a way that does not sound like a human voice. Zheng Chengzong even watched

When someone has an arrow stuck in his body, the fighting continues.

There were screams around him, both from the indigenous people and from the Ming Dynasty. Zheng Chengzong was wearing bamboo armor, which is a kind of naval armor. It is made of selected bamboo pieces connected with iron wires. Even if he falls into the water during a water battle,

, and will not be unable to swim because the armor is too heavy.

Zheng Chengzong was very glad that he was wearing bamboo armor. If it hadn't been for the protection of the bamboo armor several times, he might have been lying on the ground now.

Tengpai blocked an axe, and the Ghost Head Sword slashed out like lightning. Screams rang out, and an arm holding an ax appeared on the ground. The indigenous man opposite lost his arm and screamed in pain. Zheng Chengzong didn't bother to care about him.

, chopped off the head of another indigenous man from behind.

The blood in the cavity caused the head to fly up, and when it fell to the ground, the body had not yet fallen.

The killing was extremely brutal. The Ming people had sophisticated weapons and muskets to assist them. But the Javanese natives were better in numbers. As long as the Ming people killed all the natives around them, there would always be countless stones thrown at them from all directions.

Those who were hit by stones all fell to the ground and howled miserably. Then more Javanese natives would rush up and beat the Ming people who fell on the ground mindlessly with sticks.

Zheng Chengzong killed more than a dozen Javanese natives one after another, and the shield in his left hand felt heavier and heavier. But he did not dare to put it down. Without this shield, he would have been beaten into a sieve by those stones.

Feeling that there were fewer and fewer people around him, Zheng Chengzong kept waving the machete in his hand. Every time he swung it, he felt that the knife was a little heavier. At first, with the sharpness of the machete, he could easily chop off a person's arm.

Or just cut off the opponent's head. But now, the knife in the hand often gets stuck in the enemy's body. The saw-like knife needs to be pulled out before the next chop can be carried out.

Although this would bring great pain to the injured, Zheng Chengzong didn't care about this. All he cared about was to fight his way out, find a boat on the dock, and then drive the boat to escape to the South China Sea. After finding the elder of the Zheng family, he led his troops

Come back to take revenge.

Walking all the way, killing all the way, corpses were spread all the way. When he rushed to the dock, Zheng Chengzong felt as if his arms were filled with lead. His whole body was soaked with sweat, and he felt his throat tightening even when he swallowed. His breathing sounded loud as if he was having diarrhea.

The bellows wheezes and wheezes. No matter how much air is sucked in, it is not enough.

There were less than a hundred people left around him, and they were all injured.

The scene on the pier made everyone despair. There were burning boats everywhere. On the sea illuminated by the fire, there were countless bodies floating. The indigenous people had already captured the pier before attacking the Zheng family's mansion. They arrived one after another.

They burned ships and killed everyone they saw on board.

After freeing a slave ship, the mob became even more frenzied.

"Kill them!" Countless Javanese natives swarmed onto the pier. They held various objects and rushed towards the exhausted Zheng Chengzong.

Wu Sangui held a telescope at the sea and looked at the fire outside. Everything went perfectly. It only took a hundred guns and some ammunition to completely destroy Java.

After this incident, no Ming merchants will come to Java to do business again. Without trade, these indigenous people can only go back to the days of slash-and-burn farming. And the Dutch are not in the mood to rule such a land of indolence.

place.

At that time, Kuiyi had no choice but to follow him back to India. He could make guns and cannons with peace of mind, and then with the help of the English, he would take these guns and cannons back to the Ming Dynasty, seize Li Xiao's empire, and become the commonwealth of the world.

host.

As for how many people will die tonight, it is not within the scope of Wu Sangui's consideration. Of course, as long as it is not Kui Yi who dies. In such a dangerous environment as the Ming Dynasty, Kui Yi survived. He should not die so easily.

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Kui Yi was taken aboard the yacht by his men. The yacht was not big enough and could only take a dozen people. Therefore, they came up secretly. After abandoning dozens of servants and guards of the Governor's Mansion, Kui Yi and his men successfully set out to sea.

Although they live by the sea, the Javanese natives can only paddle small sampans. Kuiyi's yacht entered the sea, which was considered safe for the time being.

"It's over! Java is over." On the yacht, Kui Yi could see everything on the dock more clearly. Under the reflection of the flames, there were Ming people and Javanese natives fighting to the death.

A strong man holding a shield and a machete was so brave that almost no Javanese natives could defeat him. A spear was thrust into his waist from behind, and the sharp spear point pierced the armor. The strong man lost strength in an instant.

The shield in his hand hung down weakly. Then a wooden stick hit him on the head. Kui Yi even saw that the man's head shattered like a watermelon.

There was a sea of ​​fire along the coast, and the Ming people's settlement area was the hardest hit area. Two miles away, Kui Yi could hear the terrifying screams coming from the shore. He saw that a house was set on fire, and the inside of the burning house was very fast.

A few firemen rushed out.

They were beaten down with clubs and thrown back into the fire.

Kuiyi sat slumped on the deck, unable to watch all this. He didn't even know how all this happened, but he knew that it must be related to Adams. Now he has lost his army and Java, which he devoted so much to

city.

Where can he go?

I don’t know! The future is as dark as this night, and Kui Yi doesn’t know where to go. But he definitely can’t stay in Java. After the indigenous people vent their anger tomorrow morning, Adams will definitely send out the army to restore order. His behavior is a rebellion. Since there is a rebellion, Adams

He wouldn't mind killing his own governor and making himself king.

Anyway, as long as he says that he was killed in the riot, he will have no responsibility. Moreover, he will become a hero in quelling the riot. After making a lot of money in Java City, he will return to the Netherlands to enjoy the rest of his life safely.

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The yacht rowed aimlessly to the open sea, and occasionally there was a boat on the sea, darting away into the deep sea like a frightened rabbit. These are the Ming people who had a lucky escape, and they will spread this amazing news throughout the South China Sea. There will be many in the future.

Years later, I am afraid that no Ming merchants will come to Java to do business.

Kui Yi's yacht was rowing when he suddenly saw a brightly lit ship in front of him. Just as the guards took out their guns and were on guard, they suddenly heard a voice coming from the big ship.

"Is it Mr. Kui Yi? I'm Wu Sangui. I heard that you were in trouble, brother. I stayed here specially. How about it? I'm still thinking of you at the critical moment." Wu Sangui's voice was mixed with the sound of the waves and could be heard clearly.

In Kui Yi’s ears.

"This bastard!" Kui Yi picked up a blunderbuss and prepared to aim at the guy on the boat.

"No! Lord Governor, please calm down." The captain of the guard snatched the gun from Kui Yi's hand, because a boat appeared on their left and right. Each boat was ten times larger than this yacht, and there were groups of people on the boat.

The soldiers were holding firecrackers and watching the yacht eagerly.

Through the blazing firelight on the shore, the captain of the guard even saw that there were black holes on the sides of the ships on both sides pointing at his yacht.
Chapter completed!