1635 Han style rises again

Chapter 555
November 1645, 11, Aru Islands.

A sudden storm broke out in the waters near Niu Island (now Yandna Island in the east of Timor Island), and the transport ship that was going to Niu Island to catch wild buffalo was blown all the way to the east.After two days of rough seas, a group of soldiers and sailors from Zhenhai City (now Dili City, East Timor) looked at the sea that had returned to calm with lingering fear, and they were all thankful that the [-]-ton galley sailed in such a storm. , there is not much damage.After returning to Zhenhai safely, you must offer a stick of incense to the Taishang Laojun in the Taoist temple. Of course, you must also offer some tribute to the Mazu Empress to bless their safety.

"Old Ding, where have we drifted?" Ge Zhenglu asked worriedly, wiping the water from his face.

"It's probably far away from Niu Island." Ding Kui said with some uncertainty: "According to the journey in the past few days, it should be almost to Weiyuan Island."

"Little Loach, did you find anything?" Ding Kui raised her head and shouted to the watchman on the mast.

"Boss, there seems to be a piece of land in the northeast!" The watchman on the mast showed a small head, "There should be an island!"

Ding Kui turned her head to look at Ge Zhenglu.

"No matter which island it is, let's go there first to take a breather." Ge Zhenglu said with a wry smile: "Dock for a rest for a day, and then find the way to Niu Island."

On the Duobo seaside of Vamar Island, a bloody massacre and looting has come to an end. More than 50 sailors of the Dutch East India Company, holding muskets and rapiers, grinned and killed the natives on the island one by one. Killed in the village.Dozens of strong natives screamed and fled inland desperately, but were shot and killed by the following Dutch sailors on the way.

Lieutenant Gerry Heckle came out of a dilapidated thatched hut, holding a bloody stabbing sword in his right hand and a string of crystal clear pearls in his left hand, with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Sir, there are more than [-] women and children, how should we deal with it?" A sailor asked Lieutenant Gerry Huckle with a musket in his hand.

"...Have you found out that there are other villages nearby?" Gerry Heckle put the pearl in his hand into his pocket unobtrusively, then frowned and looked at the chaos in the village. There were a few rude sailors, The crying woman was dragged to the thatched hut, while more sailors searched the houses and yards of the natives.

"Sir, they don't understand us." The sailor said with a wry smile, "It seems we can't ask anything except crying."

"Damn natives." Lieutenant Gerry Heckle scolded, "Let everyone be alert, I suspect there are native tribes nearby. Also, hand over all the pearls and tortoiseshell shells you have collected to me .Everyone can stay... [-]% will be seized."

"...Yes, sir." The sailor couldn't help showing disappointment when he heard that each person could only keep [-]% of the harvest.

The "Freeland" is a [-]-ton armed merchant ship owned by the Dutch East India Company. Head to Ambon, the ruling center of the Spice Islands.

However, when passing by the Niu Island, which is called Niu Island by Hanzhou people, encountered a storm, was blown away from the existing route, and drifted all the way to this small island.

After a half-day flight, the "Freeland" landed near the small town of Duobo on the later Vamar Island. There is a tribal camp where natives gather, and there are about 100 people.

The natives were all curious after seeing the Dutch armed merchant ships docked by the sea.Then I watched dozens of Dutch sailors land in small boats one by one.Despite the language barrier, the residents on the island were gentle and polite, offering coconut and sago noodle soup to the guests from afar.

The natives on the island are mainly of Papuan-Malay mixed race. They believe in animism, but their personalities are milder than those of the natives on Weiyuan Island. tribal life.

The Dutch who originally landed on the island still maintained the necessary goodwill in the face of the hospitality of the natives.However, when resting in the tribal camp, some careful sailors were surprised to find that many natives of this tribe had strings of crystal clear pearls and various colorful tortoiseshell shells hanging on their necks, earrings, wrists and ankles.

This group of "civilized people" who came all the way from Europe suddenly showed a greedy look.In the plague-ridden East Indies, if you are not careful, you will lose your life, not to mention, you will often face "brutal and vicious" native riots, pirate attacks in the ocean, and conflicts with other European countries. The struggle for colonial power.All kinds of life-and-death experiences, so why come?Naturally, the purpose is to plunder a huge fortune, and then return to Europe to live a life like an aristocrat with ease.

Morality, etiquette, and shame, these words do not seem to be applicable to these Western colonists who came to the Far East for adventure.Getting rich, getting rich, and getting rich overnight are what they are looking for in the Far East.

So, in the early morning of the second day, before the natives woke up, the Dutch officers and sailors who landed showed their hideous faces.Regardless of whether they resisted or not, the sudden attack killed all the adult men in the camp, plundered all kinds of pearls and tortoiseshell shells that hung on their bodies, and collected all valuable objects here.

Everyone did not hesitate at all when committing these atrocities, and felt that they should be taken for granted.These ignorant natives have recklessly squandered the wealth that God has given them. As a "gentleman" from the civilized world, he has reason to regard these natives as simple accessories to realize their true value.

"Sir, a ship is coming from the southwest of the sea!" While leaning against a big tree, carefully appreciating the collected pearls, a sailor's exclamation suddenly made Lieutenant Gerry Huckle The good mood dissipated immediately, he was stunned for a moment, then stood up abruptly, ran to the beach in a few steps, and looked southwest.

"Damn it, bring me the binoculars!" Lieutenant Gerry Heckle suddenly saw a small sailboat coming from the southwest direction. It was still a little far away, and he couldn't see the shape clearly, let alone tell which side it was. Powerful ships.

"It's a Hanzhou people's ship!" Lieutenant Gerry Heckle took over the monocular from the sailor and took a closer look. One side was painted with a red flag of a monster with teeth and claws, and the flag fluttered wildly under the sea breeze. with.Having dealt with the Hanzhou people for several years, as long as many Dutch people saw the flag that had only appeared a few years ago, they immediately knew that the ships they belonged to must belong to the Hanzhou people.

"Sir, there are only a few personnel on duty on the Freeland, do we need to withdraw immediately?" The sailor next to him asked, "Will the Hanzhou people attack us?"

"No, they won't. It's just an ordinary transport ship. It doesn't have a few cannons on it, and the size of the ship is much smaller. This shows that they must not have many people." Lieutenant Gerry Huckle seemed to relax. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked back at the native tribe camp behind him.

"Have someone clean up the camp. I guess the Hanzhou people will also land. Maybe, like us, they encountered the storm a few days ago."

The Hanzhou transport ship obviously hesitated for a long time after seeing the Dutch armed merchant ship docked not far from the shore. It may have seen many Dutch sailors on the shore waving at them, and then slowly drove over. A few hundred meters away from the Dutch ship "Vrieland" stopped.

Not long after, two small boats carrying more than a dozen Hanzhou sailors and country soldiers came to the shore.

"Damn it, the Dutch probably killed all the natives here!" When Ding Kui stepped onto the shore, he saw a few puffs of green smoke still rising from the camp of the native tribes. There were a few future and cleaned up native corpses, so they whispered to Ge Zhenglu.

"Welcome, Hanzhou people!" Lieutenant Gerry Heckle smiled, and the dozen or so Hanzhou sailors who were walking towards them found that the other party was vigilantly holding a musket and a scabbard under his waist, and was walking around. Look down at this native camp.

"Oh, we encountered a storm, and we are going to temporarily stop on this small island to rest." Lieutenant Gerry Heckle explained with a smile: "However, we were attacked by the natives here. Therefore, we carried out Necessary self-defense. Oh, God, these natives are cruel and savage!"

While observing around, Ge Zhenglu listened to the chatter of the Dutch naval officer in front of him. Although he couldn't understand what he was talking about, he probably understood that he seemed to be explaining why this native camp was attacked by them. .

However, the sporadic corpses of the natives all showed that this group of Dutch sailors must have taken the initiative to attack each other.Many of these natives were shot in the back or wounded by swords, and most of them were killed by the Dutch while fleeing.

They didn't know why the Dutch attacked the natives here, and they didn't bother to find out what happened. They just escaped from the storm and came to this place. The most important thing is to arrange for the brothers on the ship to go ashore to rest and repair the damaged sails. , loosen the mast and oars and fix them again.

They wouldn't have turned against these Dutchmen for a group of irrelevant natives.In the vast sea, there is an extremely small probability of encountering the Dutch on another unknown island.Looking at their appearance, they may also have encountered a storm on the way and temporarily stopped on this island to rest.Since everyone has the same goal, it is better not to make the relationship with each other stiff.

Ge Zhenglu smiled at Lieutenant Gerry Heckle, and then signaled to a dozen sailors and soldiers on his side to temporarily lift the alert.He took out a jug of mead from his arms and handed it to the Dutch officer in a friendly manner.

Lieutenant Gerry Huckle was stunned for a moment, and then a happy smile appeared on his face. He reached out and took the jug in Ge Zhenglu's hand, opened it, and took a sip into his mouth.When the sailors of both sides saw their commanders acting like this, they walked towards each other in twos and threes, took out the food and drink they carried with them, and exchanged them with smiles.

Regardless of what happened to the Hanzhou and the Dutch before, a group of sailors from both sides who had just survived the storm in the past few days happily chatted and drank in this camp that used to be a native tribe.They talked to each other in words that no one could understand, poured drinks on each other wantonly, and laughed freely.

"The territory to the east of Timor Island seems to belong to our Qi Kingdom." Ding Kui squinted his eyes, looking at the group of Dutchmen who were also swaying from drinking, "These **** red-haired ghosts are here Murder and robbery on this island have crossed the line!"

However, after touching the dozen or so pearls in his pocket, he shook his head indifferently, as long as they didn't kill us Hanzhou people, we don't care what they do.Ding Kui took another sip of wine, thinking about it.

(End of this chapter)