Lu Ming

Chapter 73 The Invaders
This is how a huge war between generations came to an end.No blood, only speed.In terms of the duration of common wars in the seventeenth century, the battle that took place in the Daguan Merchant in the afternoon was extremely short, so short that it didn't even look like a war.

However, the damage caused by the war is not much.

Not to mention the corpse formation in front of the business hall, the outer wall of the business hall has now been blasted with two gaps, and the hapless ghosts standing above the gaps and their parts are scattered around.Inside the rectangular business hall, whether in the square in the middle or the forts at the four corners, blood, scattered weapons and the corpses of the rebels can be seen everywhere.

Soldiers, sailors, merchants, missionaries, doctors, carpenters, slaves, hired workers, etc., the total number of merchants who originally reached 300 members, now only 120 people survived.The rest were dead, or dying—the pirates were brutally killing the badly wounded.The survivors and some people with minor injuries were all found, and they were all concentrated in the center of the venue. Those pirate officials with weird clothes, short hair, and strange guns stood not far away, talking loudly about something, bloody and depressing atmosphere. flowing in the air.

Some people with bald heads and bent over to carry boxes or sacks walked into the store with difficulty. After unloading the goods on their shoulders, they walked out silently.Seeing these busy hard laborers and the goods they actually moved in, some Dutch people have realized that these people are not ordinary pirates, they are not here for robbery, perhaps the business hall itself is their purpose.

The guess was correct, but it didn't help.All the Dutch present can only shiver at gunpoint, waiting for the pirates to deal with them.If expressed in theological point of view, it is: waiting for God's judgment.

God is not far from here.

After hearing from the walkie-talkie that the commercial hall had been occupied, Xia Xianze and the others hurriedly organized all the waiting labors to set off and sent some of the goods that had been unloaded on the shore to the commercial hall.Then left the sick and a small number of people to guard the boat, and the rest rushed to the business hall in a hurry.

One foot deep and one foot shallow, stepping on the shallow sand dunes formed by the accumulation of layers on Dayuan Island, Xia Xianze and the gang of scumbags who stayed behind soon saw the body in front of the business hall.This kind of real scene instantly hit the urine spot of a plasma tablet lover in the team. This guy sighed as he walked, full of superiority in the glares of the five scumbags, and loudly popularized the human flesh and props ketchup plastic difference.

As soon as he spoke, he came to the front of the door, and a strong bloody smell mixed with the salty sea smell suddenly rushed into everyone's nostrils.The fellow just now was talking about the cannibal recipes on the island, and when he spoke, he sprayed all the contents in his stomach. This started a chain reaction.

The Dutch finally got the pale-faced pirate chief and their strange etiquette.These people not only shook hands, but also slapped each other on the upper arms, talking and laughing loudly.The vulgar victors are enjoying their own pleasure, while the captives have only cold and desperate eyes.

Soon the captives could barely keep their composure: these weirdos opened a few boxes they brought, and it didn't take long for the four to wear dark green one-piece isolation suits, dark green masks, and blue pesticide spray on their backs. box, a monster with a black matt spray rod appeared.

Under these circumstances, it is pitiful that the nervous captives undoubtedly regard these monsters as the executioners of some kind of oriental torture to come, especially when a prankster is trying to face the captives like a prank. After a piece of 84 disinfectant mist was sprayed from the sky and there was a burst of evil laughter like the Hulk, the crowd in the middle of the venue suddenly began to riot, and some people coughed and shouted: "God, I can't breathe, that's the devil's saliva! Help! help me!"

The commotion was quickly quelled.The Dutch once again experienced the burst function of the short guns in the hands of the invaders at the cost of three lives.Fortunately, the monsters spewing demon saliva have disappeared in the warehouse and barracks. The prisoners are now forced to sit cross-legged on the mud floor in the center of the business hall, their heads lowered, and their spirits are sluggish.

Maybe God finally found out that his people were suffering, so he used his divine power—a man with an aura of holiness appeared.

Cai Feiming is a traveler recruited from Cape Town, South Africa.Although one of the official languages ​​of South Africa is "Afrikaans", this Dutch language, which has turned a few corners, will be heard so-so in later generations, let alone talk to the citizens of the 17th century United Provinces Republic. .Therefore, Comrade Cai Feiming, who once sold luggage in Barcelona, ​​sold leather shoes in South Africa, and can speak genuine Dutch and Spanish, is now a senior compound talent in the company.

The Dutch were a little horrified to see that several wooden boxes were stacked in the shape of "pin", and then realized that this was not a gallows, but a simple lectern. A well-proportioned yellow man with a kind smile on his face stepped onto the stage.I saw him raise the electric horn in his hand, and the next moment, he slowly and clearly said a sentence that the Dutch present would never forget: "Vandaag is geschiedenis".

Looking at the sluggish red-haired people in the audience, Cai Feiming was a little unsure whether these people could understand his Dutch from later generations, so he repeated aloud: "Vandaag is geschiedenis".

The scene remained silent.

"You, stand up!" Cai Feiming was a little frantic, pointing to a redhead in the front row in Dutch and giving an order.

It turns out that these people actually understand.

The red hair slowly stood up.

"Can you understand what I just said?"

"Yes, sir."

"What does that mean?"

"Today is history, sir."

"Very well, sit down."

The following is the full text of Cai Feiming's speech in Dutch.

"Today is history, everyone."

"The civilizations of the East and the West have come to a period of truly great fusion. From this moment, the gentlemen in the audience, as well as the scumbags from all walks of life, the history has been witnessed by you. The first contact between the United Provincial Republic and a mysterious and great civilization has been You witness. You will be recorded in the annals of history, you have opened the door of wealth, countless benefits are coming, and you and the forces behind you will all participate in this feast."

"In addition, the shareholders of the East India Company paid a small price today. But please believe me, this is just a small episode, please don't care about this detail. Compared with the bright future, this loss today is really nothing Worth wasting even a minute of your time talking about it."

"Finally, I have to kindly remind you that it is very important to be aware of your current situation. Your status as a prisoner will be maintained until an agreement is reached. Therefore, anyone must obey the guards unconditionally in the following time. all orders, if he does not want to die tragically the next moment."

"I'm done."

(End of this chapter)