As the morning light approaches, a thin layer of mist rises on the sea surface. The waves surging in the darkness wash the beach. The early seagulls roar and circle on the sea for food. The campfires on the coast burn out, leaving only the intermittent smell of smoke and charcoal. The soldiers are still sleeping. According to the Ming army order, all soldiers are not allowed to take off their armor when they are training or fighting. All weapons are placed at the camp tent. Although the Ming army's military pay is high enough, it is not for nothing. Many people have never enjoyed the feeling of taking off their armor after joining the army.

As dawn began to appear, the sun gradually rose from the east, and endless crowds appeared on the road. Under the open fire of thousands of Jinyiwei, yamen runners, and Spanish guards, thousands of blond and blue-eyed Dutch expatriates came. After half a month of hard work, these Dutch people who were originally wearing complex long skirts and tight silk clothes suddenly realized the ups and downs of the world. The blue eyes lost their luster, and the blonde hair gradually became a little yellow. Many people began to show symptoms of malnutrition. As prisoners, they did more and ate less than Burmese laborers.

Western adviser Arms was obviously very satisfied with tortureting these Dutch people. Spain, the Netherlands and Portugal were obviously born hostile. Decades ago, the Dutch had countless wars of all sizes in order to seek independence from Spain. It was not until the Netherlands became a behemoth that this state was truly over. The Spanish king was forced to recognize the independence of the Netherlands. From then on, another piece of land was lost on the territory of the kingdom.

"Damn Dutch ghosts, your expeditionary force is coming. They are coming to surrender to the great Ming Emperor. In order to show the mercy and kindness of the Ming Emperor, you will greet them on the coast. Have you heard it? You must burst out cheers. If anyone dares to have a bitter face, then your children will suffer. Yes, I will cut off their necks." Arms sat on the divine Arabian horse trafficked by the sea merchants from the Persian Gulf, wielding a whip to beat the middle-aged women in the crowd. At that time, the Spanish hatred of the Dutch was no less than that of the Chinese in later generations to the Japanese.

Ams' bad behavior was met with the evil eyes of countless Dutch prisoners. Some men clenched their fists, and a blood-stained whip mark appeared on the middle-aged woman's arms. She hid in pain in the crowd and cried heart-wrenchingly.

"Don't cry, you stinky woman." Several Spanish escort thugs waved their short sticks and scolded them. The number of Spanish escorts was not large, only 200 people, and there were no weapons. After the fall of Luzon, many Spanish expatriates fled to Haidu with the Governor of Luzon. In order to manage the Dutch prisoners, Western adviser Arms applied to the emperor to establish a certain number of guards. Zhu Jun made a group of them and decided to form a Spanish escort of prisoners, specifically to take charge of nearly 30,000 Dutch prisoners.

Zhu Jun has considered this. If he was taken into custody by ordinary Han jailers, he would not understand the language. Secondly, he would not understand many European customs. It would be better to recruit some Spanish thugs. The Netherlands was once a Spanish territory, and most of the Dutch could still understand Spanish. In addition, both sides were enemies, so he was not afraid of them being in conjunction with each other. The Spanish oppressed the Dutch, which was a word of ruthlessness. If anyone could not finish the hard work of a day, he would be whipped hard. If someone was disobedient, he would be dragged to Ames' office and beaten. The Han people could naturally do such things, but after all, the Han people did not have much hatred between the Dutch in the past, so this kind of hatred of the descendants was naturally more suitable for the Spanish.

The words of the Spanish thugs were very effective. These tyrants had become the endorsement of demons among the Dutch captives. The whipped Dutch women whimpered and swallowed their crying.

The Jinyiwei who accompanied him did not speak with the yamen runners, but just watched coldly as the Spanish thugs committed the murder. The Han people have always liked to join in the fun.

"Start up, we will reach our destination soon." Ames happily clamped the horse's belly and urged loudly.

The sun gradually hangs in mid-air. At sea level, the Orange gradually reveals its huge body and dark side of the ship. Five sails sail towards the coast by the wind. Behind it, nearly thirty warships lined up in a row. Then there were various armed merchant ships following him in a scattered manner.

On the deck, Major General Ryan held his monocular lens and looked at the coast with a worried look. He turned to his adjutant and said, "Abs. Order all local ships to fire rashly. Lower the royal flag and replace it with the Ming Dynasty flag."

The adjutant nodded and went to convey the order.

Major General Ryan held the pole in one hand and fell into deep thought. Everything was different from what he thought. According to their original plan, once the ship approached the coast, he used artillery to fire remaining gunpowder to attack the coast. Taking advantage of the chaos of the Ming army, he quickly landed on the coast with a small boat to destroy the Ming army along the coast. Then he attacked Haidu City with one blow.

But he saw that the Ming army stood in front of the coastline was not the Ming army, but thousands of Dutch expatriates. They had already warmly waved their hands, waved to the fleet, and welcomed their protectors.

Massacre of Dutch expatriates? Major General Ryan would never dare to have such stupid ideas. This is not just a moral and legal issue. A considerable number of expatriates have joined the Expeditionary Force. If Major General Ryan gives this order, the angry soldiers will not only not implement it. Instead, they will tie themselves up and throw them into the sea to feed the fish. But this is the best opportunity. If you miss it, the entire expeditionary fleet will not find a more suitable opportunity before putting down their weapons.

The captains of each ship and land obviously also discovered the current predicament. They all came to the main ship in small boats, hoping to reach an agreement with Major General Ryan.

"We cannot shell the coast, we have to wait until we get ashore." Ryan took a breath and said his thoughts. Once the coast is bombarded, the internal division of the Dutch Expeditionary Force will be divided. When the war begins, internal division means defeat. Without the need for a counterattack by the Ming army, the Dutch will be defeated by themselves. What's more, even if the enemy is defeated, the fleet will lose their glory, and all officers will be judged. The order to shell is even more shameful than stealing and murder.

"General, are we just keep our hands in shackles?" A captain said worriedly that the Ming army caught them off guard with this move. The expeditionary force could not land at all without the cover of artillery. Even if they could barely land, the losses suffered could not be carried out in the next battle. Once the war entered a stalemate, the Ming army's reinforcements would continue to drive. At that time, even if the Dutch soldiers were so brave, they could not escape the fate of annihilation.

"General, let's retreat. We will return to Jinxia or continue to drive westward. As long as we can reach the Persian Gulf," a captain retreated.

"No." Major General Ryan tightened the triangle hat on his head tiredly: "We have consumed all the supplies when we came here from Jinxiayuan voyage. If we continue to sail, we will starve to death, die of illness, and even be swept away by the wind and waves. We have no fresh water, no bread, no medicine, and even gunpowder. Since we have chosen to come here, there is no way out."

Ryan's words made some lucky officers' faces covered with dark clouds. Everyone was silent for a while, Ryan said: "Listen to my orders, after the docking, all soldiers dock on landing ships. Before they can find an opportunity, I allow the soldiers to shoot, and when the first gunshots are heard, everyone will attack together. Gentlemen, you must tell the soldiers that after landing, we have lost our establishment and no command from the commander. Everything needs them to fight on their own. If they fail, the expeditionary army will be gone."

"Yes. Sir." The officers straightened up and accepted an order without orders.

Their chance of winning is not great, because after landing, the Ming army will start to confiscate weapons. This time is a good opportunity to resist. Most soldiers still hold a bore gun, and only one soldier opens fire. Then all the Dutch soldiers will aim at their own enemies, and then they will fall into a melee. No one knows the result of the victory. This is also the last chance for the Dutch.

The warships began to approach the coast. Since there was no pier here, large warships were very prone to hit reefs near the sea. Therefore, the Dutch fleet began to anchor and sail down and put down the landing ship to prepare to land.

The Dutch Expeditionary Force and sailors totaled 15,000 people. During the riots, thousands of flat landing boats were put down from the sea. In the ups and downs, Dutch soldiers carried spears and began to climb down the boat along the ropes.

"Sir, the red-haired ghost is on the boat." A look-up soldier put away his monocular lens and quickly came back to wait for Zhang Youde to report.

"Explore again, and send a command to the mountains lying in the forest, Shenji Camp, not to attack easily. The gunner is ready to fill the gunpowder and calibrate the position." Zhang Youde narrowed his eyes, and twitched the corners of his mouth tightly clenched the hilt of the knife around his waist.

"Have the scout returned?" Zhang Youde looked around him. Beside him, the dark personal soldiers and commanders, and the flag bearer surrounded him.

"Sir, I'm back." A Qianhu stood up and reported.

"Can the Oriental Navy leave the harbor? Are you ready for interception?"

"Sir, I left the port an hour ago, and now I guess it's behind the Red-Haired Ghost Fleet."

"Okay, when all the red-haired ghosts boarded the boat and paddled and approached the beach, they ordered the gunners in the forest to fire the bullets, and the brave camp was ready to fight the enemy." Zhang Youde waved his hand, and several commanders holding the small flag responded and sent orders separately.
Chapter completed!