"You said, do we still have the ability to fight?" Putmans slowly woke up under the urging of the guards.
"Sir..." The guard didn't know how to end.
The sound of flintlocks has already sounded in the city. This sound, Putmans thought it was the most beautiful music when slaughtering the natives, now it fell in Putmans’s ears, like his urging charm. "Quickly, raise the white flag."
The east city wall just collapsed, and the Ming army was like a Qiantang tide, quickly swarming towards the east city gate.
If the Dutch soldiers who received Putmans' order were slow to respond or hesitate to surrender, they would not have to surrender, nor would they have a chance to surrender.
After the Ming army entered the city, as usual, they began to slaughter in the city.
The massacre was over quickly. In fact, there were not many people to kill. The number of Dutch soldiers was less than 200. In addition, there were only 600 people from the East India Company in the city. They were all killed. On average, there were only one soldier of five Ming soldiers. The name becomes the executioner.
Moreover, after the Ming army entered the city, some Dutch soldiers had already put down their weapons and waited obediently for the Ming army’s ropes. All the businessmen had no weapons at all. They all knelt in the corner at the first moment, waiting for the Ming army’s ruling.
Only those Dutch people who were so scared that they ran around the city without raising the white flag would be shot and killed by the Ming army.
As for the Hans and natives in the city, as long as they don't threaten the Ming army, there is no need to shoot them. After all, they are their own brothers. This is what Zheng Zhilong had already publicized to the soldiers of the South China Sea Fleet.
On the one hand, Zheng Xing stabilized the order in the city, and on the other hand sent people to accept Zheng Zhilong into the city.
Zheng Zhilong heard that Zheng Xing had taken the city of Relanzhe so quickly, he hurried to Relanzhe immediately. The first thing he did after entering the city was to order Putmans to be brought over.
"Your Excellency, we have met again." It turned out that Zheng Zhilong and Putmans were old acquaintances, and there had been sea frictions between the two.
Today, as a victor, looking at Putmans who was tied up by the big five flowers in front, Zheng Zhilong couldn't help but sigh secretly: With the backing of the country, it is different.
"Mr. Zheng, Geranzou belongs to the Dutch East India Company, why are you attacking Geranzou?" Putmans didn't understand. The two sides had already made a verbal agreement that everyone earns their own money and everyone has a profit. Isn't this a win-win situation? Why is there a war
"Your Excellency, is Relanzhe yours?" Zheng Zhilong grinned, and gave Putmans a smile.
"The Netherlands has an agreement with Daming. As long as the Netherlands withdraws from Penghu, Daming cannot have any objections if they occupy Taiwan," Putmans seemed to think of something. "If the information is correct, Mr. Zheng should be there at the time."
"Yes, I was there at the time." Zheng Zhilong was happy. The Dutchman's information is comprehensive. There are still people who remember him as the hairy boy at the time. "Since your sir knows that I was present at the time, you know what I said at the time. words?"
"What did you say?" Putmans was stunned for a moment. "What did you say?"
"It seems that your information is still not comprehensive enough. It is only useful to you. The other should be forgotten selectively. Let me remind your sir. I once said to you,'Taiwan is ours, and it is temporarily used by you. ', now I want to take back my Taiwan."
"Impossible," Putmans twisted his body because of excitement, but the ropes were tied so tightly that he couldn't get rid of it. "I didn't attend the conference where the agreement was signed, and I never heard of it. Sentence."
"It's not too late to know, sir, sign a letter of surrender and return Taiwan to us." Zheng Zhilong lifted his legs and looked at Putmans with some sympathy.
"No, Taiwan is not yours." Putmans was trembling all over, and in order to cover up his involuntary trembling, he twisted his body more and more.
Zheng Zhilong is a very reasonable person: "At least Taiwan is not yours. You just seize by force. If you talk about force, you have already failed. Therefore, no matter if Taiwan originally belonged to us, now it belongs to Ming Dynasty. ."
"You..." Putmans really couldn't find a reason for the Dutch to occupy Taiwan. In terms of geographical location, the Netherlands is one hundred and eight thousand miles away from Taiwan. In terms of strength, he is now a prisoner, but Taiwan already belongs to the Netherlands. How can he easily vomit? come out? If it weren't for his hands and feet tied, he really wanted to point to Zheng Zhilong's nose and yell at him.
"Your Excellency, I am very busy, so my patience is very limited." Zheng Zhilong used the lid to drive the floating tea leaves, "How about? Your Excellency, do you want to sign the surrender?"
"No, I definitely don't sign," Putmans cried, "Batavia will send rescue soldiers soon, and none of you can run away."
"Run? Your sir, you are wrong. If we want to take back Taiwan, how can we escape? If we run away, what should Taiwan do?" Zheng Zhilong felt that Putmans's brain seemed to be short-circuited. There is no such simple reason. I need to be reminded. I don’t know how he became a Taiwanese chief. Is it because of bribery? "If you don't make enough preparations, how can we charge Taiwan? Your sir, you don't have to worry about this."
"you guys… "
Zheng Zhilong interrupted Putmans somewhat rudely, "Sir, you don't have to worry about us. Let me ask one more question, whether or not your sir will sign the contract?"
"No, I can't sign..." Putmans really wanted to cry with his head, but his hands were tied up. He wanted to squat down and relax, and his legs were tied hard.
"It's okay, I don't like to force it." Zheng Zhilong suddenly took the style of a gentleman and put on a devil's face, "From now on, every quarter of an hour, I will kill a Dutchman, hahaha... they are. Dead in your hands, Zheng Xing, start with the child and the woman."
"You Satan!" Putmans, a well-educated and gentleman, began to swear.
"Satan? Sir, let me tell you who is Satan?" Zheng Zhilong changed into a gentleman's tone, "Taiwan was originally not your land. In order to seize Taiwan, how many innocent Taiwanese did you kill? These The blood of the aboriginals should be able to dye the coast of this high-ranking member red? Your sir, who is the Satan of this world?"
"You are arrogant. We occupy Taiwan just for commerce. We will make Taiwanese people live better." Putmans still refused to admit his mistake.
"In order for them to live better? Sir, are they living better? They are just your slaves. They were living well on this land, as long as you leave Taiwan. Daming's army will go to you. Did you seize the land and kill the Dutch at the door of your house? No, your sir, if we kill the Dutch who invaded Taiwan now, I will be the hero of this nation, and you are the Satan in the hearts of the people."
Zheng Zhilong not only occupies the military advantage, but also occupies the moral commanding heights. After all, the Dutch occupying Taiwan is an act of total aggression, and they know it best in their hearts.
In order to combat Putmans’ arrogance, expose his aggressive nature, and use Daming’s mighty power to threaten him, Zheng Zhilong directly regarded Taiwan’s indigenous peoples as Da Ming’s people. Fortunately, Putmans’s mind seemed to be chaotic. He obviously didn't realize this.
"You're a sophistry." Putmansley had no choice but to use cursing to buy himself a little time to think.
"Sophistry? Sir, believe it or not, I will remove all the Dutch strongholds in Nanyang one by one... That Zheng Xing, why hasn't he done it yet?"
"Yes, Commander, let's do it right away." Zheng Xing understood. He suddenly snatched a three or four-year-old child from the arms of a Dutch woman and walked out quickly.
The child was so frightened that he cried, and the child’s mother found out that it was not good. She cried so hard that she was heart-piercing. She held Putmans’ arm tightly and kept shaking: "Sir, please help. Save my child! The child is innocent."
Coming to the door, Zheng Xing handed the child in his left hand, and quickly pulled out the scimitar on his waist with his right hand.
"God... la!" Putmans sighed up to the sky. He really couldn't stand the cry of the Dutch mother and daughter, and Zheng Xing's bright waist knife. He already understood that if he didn't sign the surrender letter, he would, no matter what. He can't pass Zheng Zhilong's level. It seems that he has lost Taiwan's black pot. He is back. He feels that he has only the last trace of strength left: "Let go of the child."
"Haha, say it earlier, don't scare the children like that." Zheng Zhilong guessed Putmans agreed, and he asked the soldiers to bring the text of the "Minghe Taiwan Agreement".
The text was written in Chinese, and Zheng Zhilong was too lazy to say it himself, so he asked the translator to translate the sentence to Putmans, and he himself drank the freshly brewed fragrant tea comfortably.
The contents of the "Ming-Dutch Taiwan Agreement" mainly consist of four articles.
First, the Dutch East India Company unconditionally returned the invaded and occupied Daming territory Taiwan, delivered to Daming on the same day, and recognized Taiwan as Daming's legal territory;
Second, Daming confiscated all the properties of the Dutch East India Company in Taiwan as compensation for the losses of the people of Taiwan;
Third, the Netherlands compensated for the casualties and ammunition consumption of the Daming Navy, equivalent to 1.5 million taels of silver;
Fourth, the Dutch captured by Daming, regardless of age, were redeemed by the Dutch East India Company at a ransom of 500 taels per person.
"Confiscation of property? Absolutely not. This is the property of the East India Company. It does not belong to Taiwan and I have no right to dispose of it." Putmans thought that the only item in the agreement was the return of Taiwan, but he did not expect that there were also many provisions on property. The value of the East India Company’s property in Taiwan alone is more than 1.2 million taels of silver. This does not include real estate such as cities and houses. He flatly rejected this agreement.
"That, Zheng Xing." Zheng Zhilong no longer bargained with Putmans. Anyway, he was a pirate before, so it's a big deal for Daming to have another robbery.