Chapter 347 The Southern Expedition and the Northern War Twelve Java Five
The copycat product of later generations of flying scissors is a copycat product. The main mast is hung with cross sails. The top mast is also hung with moon sails and support sails. There are spinnakers from the foremast to the bow. The hull is very low freeboard. Therefore, it is resistant to The wind and wave ability is average. In such a large sea storm, the Sea Dragon is shaped like a "Zhi" on the sea. The hull is tilted to one side and sails almost against the water. The waves are easily Then he rushed to the deck of the ship and walked on the crooked deck. He could slip and fall into the sea at any time.
Yan Siqi and Luo Aquan all have experience in life at sea. However, it was the first time to go out to sea with a quasi-slipper like the Sea Dragon. Even Yan Siqi, who was brave enough to pray to Mazu secretly for peace.
The sailors, Yan Siqi and Luo Aquan's subordinates all entered the battle with the sea water. They desperately scooped out of the cabin in a relay manner. And they worked endlessly and endlessly. Some special forces soldiers couldn't help but exclaim. Spit. But I have to insist on spitting out and scooping sea water.
Bypassing the western section of Kalimantan Island and entering the Java Sea, the wind and waves stopped. The exhausted sailors and Chinese soldiers fell on the deck under the tropical sunshine, fell asleep in the cabin. Yan Siqi leaned on The hatch was about to fall asleep, but the captain Zheng Quanyong called out. Zheng Quanyong pointed up. Yan Siqi looked up and saw that the main mast sail was mostly missing.
In order to reach Java as soon as possible, the mainmast canvas must be completed. Yan Siqi has been energetic and called out all the brothers. He repaired the canvas with the sailors. After using up the spare canvas, he used the Chinese military uniforms worn by the soldiers to repair them. .
The Chinese army had two pieces of Western-style military uniforms. They were designed to adapt to tropical weather. The cotton cloth was of high quality. When the mainmast canvas rose again, half of the men in Yan Siqi's guards were bare.
On the Java Sea, the Hailong was smooth sailing. It arrived in the northern waters of Java Island one day and one night.
Yan Siqi's advance team took five days to get from West Borneo to Java. It took another half a day to avoid the Dutch fleet and successfully landed on the Pier of King Jingliwen.
Before they landed, they had already discovered that the situation in the King of Jingliwen was not good. From the Java Sea, you can see thick smoke rising from the city and a little ignition. When they approached the pier, guns were heard from the city. The sound of cannons.
The black and dark lot on the Jingliwen Pier is full of people.
Yan Siqi's heart sank: Could it be that Jingliwen City has fallen?
After approaching the pier, all the people on the Hailong rushed to the deck. They found that the people on the pier who were holding the elderly and young, crying and shouting were basically Chinese compatriots. There were also many small Japanese and dark-skinned Bali. People cried and crowded at the pier, scrambling for a few small Malay spinning boats, which seemed to be fleeing. Many people in the crowd had their colors hanging on them, and some were lying on the ground and wailing.
The fugitive saw the Sea Dragon with a blue Chinese flag. A burst of cheers erupted: "Our ship."
"The owner of Ship Yin is here to save us."
"Long live the ship owner. We are saved."
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Yan Siqi quickly got off the boat and controlled the dock. Kabidan from the local Chinatown appeared on the dock. He grabbed Yan Siqi with a crying voice: "General Yan. It's great. You are here... Why? You only have one boat." Yan Siqi has been stationed in Jingliwen for several years. All the local Chinese people know him.
Yan Siqi asked with a dark face: "What's going on? The Madarans broke the city."
"No. It was Prime Minister Malibu who launched a coup. The imams of the Halal Church encouraged local natives to attack Chinatown."
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The current Sultan Latu of Jingliwen is a timid and cautious person. He has no fighting spirit of his ancestors, Su Nan, Gunon and Chati, nor does he have the heroic demeanor. He cannot control the ambitions of his subordinate ministers. He The signing of an alliance agreement with the Chinese company was to use the power of the Chinese army to fight against Madaran and the Dutch.
Prime Minister Malibu, who held great power, and local religious leaders were very opposed to starting a war for the Chinese and the Madaran dynasties. Some of them were descendants of Muslims in Yunnan 200 years ago. They snatched their trade from coastal merchants along Fujian and Guangdong. The share was very dissatisfied. After the Madaran army besieged the city, Prime Minister Malibu opposed the Sultan's pro-China policy on the grounds that the Chinese were all pagans. With the secret support of the Madaran Sultan Agong, he launched a military coup a day ago. A portion of the Sultan Guards of the Cyreben and the indigenous mobs attacked the palace and Chinatown.
In the traditions of various Malay nationalities, the prime minister has a great ruling power. If the king Sultan has no successors, the prime minister can inherit the throne.
The Malibu army was resisted by members of the guards loyal to Prince Latu. The thugs attacking Chinatown were also resisted by a Nanyang brigade sentry left by the Chinese company in Jinglibu. Both sides had been fighting for a whole day and night. The power was too strong. It has passed the huge gap. Now Chinatown has mostly fallen. Indigenous thugs are setting fires along the street to burn Chinatown, and also burned the small Japanese town. Hundreds of Japanese Catholics in Japan have to flee to the dock with the Chinese.
With the protection of more than 100 Nanyang brigade soldiers in the dock warehouse area, the dock is temporarily safe. So now, almost all Chinese people in the city have gathered in this area, with more than 1,500 people.
"General Yan. Isn't the ship owner's fleet coming? Are you the only ones?" Kapitan from Chinatown looked out to the sea and sighed in disappointment.
"To deal with the natives here, we only need to be the ones."
Yan Siqi and Luo Aquan looked at each other and saw a fiery desire to fight in each other's eyes. The two of them had the same heart. Yan Siqi was not too long-winded with the Chinese Jiabidan. He said bluntly: "Hurry up and choose among the local Tang people. Some people who have the strength to fight and kill come out. Let them follow me. Uncle Luo. Your special forces are best at close contact. Give you some guides to lead the way. You go to rescue fellow countrymen in Chinatown. I take people to the palace to rescue Latu Sudan. .”
At this time, the officers of the Nanyang Brigade sentry guarding the outside of the dock area rushed over to hear the news. The commander of the sentry was Zu Guangxian. He was about thirty years old. He was short and capable. He was from Haicheng, Fujian. He was covered in blood and his left wrist was wrapped around his body. He was wearing a blood-seeking rag, his face dark, and he knocked his feet and stood at Yan Siqi, raising his hand and bowed across his chest. He had a standard Chinese military appearance.
"Zu Guangxian, the third whistle commander of the 1st Battalion of the 2nd Regiment of the Nanyang Brigade, reported that our troops still have more than 70 people. All of them are injured..."
Yan Siqi cut off his words: "How many thugs were there who attacked Chinatown."
"The local riots are about 10,000 people. Now most of them are robbing in Chinatown. There are about 2,000 people attacking the docks. There are no firearms."
Yan Siqi is only thirty years old. She patted Zu Guangxian's shoulders in a big way: "Good brother. You did a good job. Now, you are my command. Let's deal with the Javanese people outside the dock first. Those who can still run under your command. Bring them all."
In addition to Luo Aquan and Yan Siqi's 220 soldiers, Chen Quanyong also transferred 30 sailors on the Sea Dragon to Yan Siqi for command.
Thousands of Iriban natives gathered around the dock and were about to launch an attack again. "Boom." Suddenly, a cannon fired shotgun was fired from the direction of the dock. A large number of people were swept down. Then a burst of people broke out from the dock. The sound of "bang tum" shooting was filled with smoke and fire flashed. The indigenous thugs fell down again. The indigenous mobs, who were naked with short swords, were stunned for a moment.
"Chinese Army. Kill."
Yan Siqi held a flintlock pistol in one hand and waved a Japanese knife in the other. He rushed out first. Hundreds of Chinese soldiers shouted "Kill." He rushed out of the dock area with a bayonet charge. After a fire, the knife stabbed. The natives immediately collapsed. They cried and cried, scattered and collapsed. More than 400 local Chinese people rushed out with sticks, swords, spears and even stones, following the Chinese army.
Dozens of local overseas Chinese carried two bronze naval guns and rushed out with a large group of people.
Prime Minister Malibu's rebels have almost controlled most of the King of Jinglibu City. The palace has also won half of it. Victory is in sight. Suddenly, the brigade of black-clad Chinese soldiers rushed out of their backs. First, there was a burst of shotgun bombardment. After a volley of fire, the Chinese army, which appeared like a divine weapon, rushed forward with its bright bayonets.
Malibu can only grasp a few hundred trusted people. Most of them are armed with swords and spears. There are only one hundred mescorers and several Borneo bronze Florang machine cannons. This is produced by the Sultanate of Brunei. The Borneo bronze cannon is less than one meter long. It is just a large musket.
All the Chinese army's flintlocks and bayonets were added, and two 6 jin bronze naval guns were used to help. The difference between the weapons and morale between the two sides was completely different. In a short period of time, the entire situation in Jingliwen was reversed. The Chinese army rushed rapidly. Most of the rebels, which were scattered, collapsed quickly and fled in scattered places. The Chinese people chased these thugs who participated in the rebellion. The Sultan Guards in the palace also took the opportunity to counterattack. They drove the rebels out of the palace in one fell swoop. To be honest, Although the interior of the palace is luxuriously decorated, in Yan Siqi's view, it is just the size of a large landlord house in Fujian. The Chinese army had only one charge and completely defeated Prime Minister Malibu's troops. In the direction of Chinatown, Luo Aquan's troops were local overseas Chinese Leading the way, the rioters quickly broke up.
Within a day, the situation in Jinglibu was completely turned around. Prince Sultan Latu regained control of the royal city. Prime Minister Malibu was chopped off by his guards.
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At the east gate of the King of Jingliwen City, the captain of the Sultan Guard, Hassan, is accompanying Yan Siqi to the city tower.
"From here one mile east, the Madarans have dug two trenches and stationed thousands of people. The road to the Chinese shopping mall has been cut off." Hassan can speak Minnan dialect. He looks like a typical one The Malays may have Chinese ancestry. He smiled wryly and said to Yan Siqi: "Our land connection with the Chinese Merchant House has been cut off for more than a month. His Majesty's guards have only more than a thousand people. After quelling the rebellion, only more than five hundred remain. People, General Yan, the power of our Jingliwen people is really limited. How can we reach the Chinese Merchant? We really can't help much."