The sea breeze blows the palms, coconuts, betel nuts, and long-legged egrets along the coast of Penghu, which are like teleportation across the South China Sea. The blue sky and clear water are picturesque. The tide that has just ended the spring flood has receded, laying a layer of high salt on the shore.

Elder Gao Zhibin, who was in charge of Fengju Port, looked at the two three-masted sailboats that had broken down below. When the two mast ropes of the two sailboats were pulled down, he couldn't wait to get on the deck: "My God! God welcomes guests from afar! Since Jia Cong of Shunguo and Luqiu Tuikui of Qianxiang Guoluqiu, the Governor and the two colonels have been impatient! Several guests, you have broken through the blockade, very brave!"

Elder Gao saw two guests who came down from the three-masted sailboat. As expected, they were all tiger-backed and bear-backed, big and thick, squandering and laughing, and they were pirates. Zhong Yin laughed: "It's easy to say! It's easy to say! Elder Gao, you are obviously a native of southern Fujian like us, how can you speak Dutch accent?"

After handing over the goods, he went all the way to the neighboring village and community to apply for identity certificates. He had no business for several months. Elder Gao was not careful to receive it politely? Hearing this, Elder Gao's face changed drastically and said in a deep and secret manner: "You guys are new to you, but you don't know what you are doing, but the old man will explain the taboos to you one by one, and don't commit them again! Otherwise..."

Having talked about various taboo rules in this colony in the Netherlands, Gao Zhibin whispered: "The Dutch court requires that villages and communities in various places establish elders, passes, fishing, hunting, etc. No matter what we immigrants do, they will have to pay a lot of taxes..."

As he said that, he entered the village community. Wu Zhuangyuan looked around, but when he saw the late fishermen returning home listlessly, he seemed to have no joy for the fish and shrimps returning home. The villagers in the square in the village were directing donkeys and mules to pull the mills. The residue of the grain shell was blown up by the wind and narrowed the passers-by. Some people were rushing to the nearest church nearby in a desperate voice. Wu Zhuangyuan said in a sweet voice: "Unders, understand, we do business, we will not violate taboos, be kind to make money!"

"That's the best. Please see. The most prosperous place in front is Fengju City. The Dutch chief has been established for more than a hundred years. It is a throat lock in Nanyang. It is close to Yuegang, Nanao Port, Malacca in the west, Anping in the east, and can also reach Japan. To the south, it is the Spice Islands." Gao Zhibin led them into the Civil Affairs Hall and Finance Hall of the village community. Several people looked around and saw many people paying taxes, bargaining, bullying, beating and scolding.

Then Gao Zhibin looked at the person who was in contact, but he was a fair-skinned person who didn't look like a pirate. Sun Fu smiled and said, "Elder Gao, always look at this! Shanxi merchant! Does Shanxi merchant know? You shouldn't come to receive it alone, and there will be a big business in the future! Do you think you will inform Colonel Fan Biya?"

As he said that, Sun Fu rubbed his fingers: "Everyone was from mainland China, who made the money shop?"

Gao Zhibin looked at the fat man next to Sun Fu in shock and said involuntarily: "I know! The money house was built by people from eastern Zhejiang! People in the southeast coastal areas know it."

"Where is the ticket number?"

"The Piaohao is a Shanxi merchant. Without the Shanxi merchant, there will be no Piaohao. Oh! The big customer! The big customer! This is the most honorable guest!" Gao Zhibin slapped Gui Buyan, his eyes lit up: "It's a journey from Shanxi to Penghu. How rare it is. It must be worth the reception of the two colonels in person! Please come with me!"

"This is almost the same!" Gui Buyan shook the best lake silk, and several people walked out of the village, winked each other, and were fully alert.

After a few steps, he arrived at the Roman official road connecting the Gothic castle in the harbor. Gao Zhibin looked at Wu Sange and pressed his waist knife with his hands, but he wanted to stop talking. He remembered the cruel rule and bloody murder of the Dutch people on them. He was about to remind them not to bring weapons into the city. Suddenly, a pair of Dutch soldiers came from a distant village with flintlock guns. Several people rode horses, and most of them ran in scattered. The badges of the officers and soldiers shone brightly under the scorching sun. Their horses dragged dozens of Chinese immigrants with ropes, and dust flew all the way.

"Damn slaves! The court clearly stipulated that they would hand over two-thirds of the deer skin, but they did not agree! Satan, the stupid devil! Please accept God's punishment!" Colonel Van Biya was so proud that he held up the bayonet of the flintlock rifle. His majesty conquered all his subordinates.

"Colonel, you are the strict enforcer of fair laws. Even this mighty conquest is just like a singing and dancing after drinking champagne. It is a joke for the colonel." A Dutch soldier grabbed the deer skin violently snatched from the Chinese hunters with his hands, dancing like a flag, looking up at the Chinese slaves who were dragged by horses and screaming heart-wrenchingly, smiling happily.

"Oh, Matthew, that's so humorous." Colonel Van Biya smiled. The slave behind his horse hit the stone, his skull shattered, and his brain and other red and white objects overflowed. He said compassion: "It's so pitiful! So pitiful!"

Almost several village villagers were tied up and driven forward by Dutch soldiers on the official road. The people who were leading the rebellion against their rule had long been executed by Colonel Van Biya in public, killing the chicken to warn the monkeys and serving as a warning to others.

This kind of slave resistance and riot was common under the colonial rule of Spain, Portugal, the Netherlands and Britain. They couldn't tell which time it was. In order to achieve a better deterrent effect, Colonel Van Biya felt that it would be better to let more people watch and burn them alive with fire.

"The heroes of the Netherlands who have been separated from the unreasonable rule of Spain will inspire your bullfighting blood! We can conquer everything!" Van Biya's eyes were as sharp and firm as a falcon. He cut off a woman's head, making the officers play with it like a ball. The heroes of the Netherlands were laughing and excited. Their blood boiled, conquering unknown places, exploring the distance, slaughtering slaves, and buying and selling are undoubtedly the things that these sea athletes yearned for the most. Once they do this, they will be inspired by the orcs like Spanish bullfighting.

Gui Buyan pinched his fingers like a pill, and he was dancing with eyebrows: "Two-thirds were handed over to the Dutch Finance Department? Then, if the grassroots managers were greedy for a little more, how could they survive?"

Gao Zhibin's lips turned pale and he said tremblingly: "You must not say these."

However, he found that the air around him was very quiet, and the eyes of these "pirates" all showed a cruel look, as if they were blasting fire. Brother Wu Santiao took the lead and roared: "I can't bear it anymore! These are a group of beasts! Inhuman evil beasts!"

"Wait! General Lu hasn't sent a signal yet!" Wu Zhuangyuan shouted in a low voice like a duck.

At this moment, in the mist, there were countless sailboats appearing from all directions. I saw a few fireworks bursting in the sky, dazzling and wonderful. Then the sound exploded. Zhong Yin suddenly said, "I can't bear it anymore! Kill all these cruel red ghosts! Remember, the flintlock gun shot people within 500 steps, which is the sky, and the Buddha blessed! Generally, the accuracy is only within 300 steps, and it takes time to load and fire guns. We can cooperate with the people in the tunnel to win the first battle!"

"Do it!"

These elite soldiers of Jia Cong were all strictly trained. The power of the flintlock rifle lies in the uninterrupted volleys. But where is the Dutch soldiers still have time to rectify? How many cavalrymen can be of great use?

Brother Wu rushed into the crowd and instantly split the pastor who sang the Bible gospel to the staked slaves. Blood splattered all over his body. The Dutch were shocked, and Van Biya calmly said, "It's all the devil Satans! Kill these Satans!"

Gao Zhibin was dissatisfied and was still in place. He saw the hilly and high ground around or in the distance and suddenly rushed out of several teams of Guangxi wolf soldiers. It turned out that Jia Cong's side had prepared a tunnel battle, and it was also here outside Fengju City. The Netherlands suffered consecutive losses and their rule became worse and worse. He ran away with his head in his arms, hid in the bush forest, and put his hands together: "God bless!"
Chapter completed!