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Chapter 1210 Samurai in Batavia

It was raining heavily in Batavia, covering the forts along the coast, and the waves of the Pacific beat against the shore.There are still more than a dozen merchant ships staying at the pier.

The newly built lighthouse on the pier emits a powerful beam of light in the rain, guiding the merchant ships coming to Batavia for the spice trade to dock in the wind and rain.

Several large sailboats shuttled through the waves in the Java Sea, and the Dongying warriors in the cabin were staggered due to the bumps of the sailboats.

"Damn it, why did the ship not sink in the face of strong wind and waves?"

Many warriors vomited because of seasickness, and there were some goods in the cabin, and these goods even slid sideways with the hull.

Tachibana Tadamo came to the deck wearing a coir raincoat, and his face turned pale when he saw the stormy waves on the sea.

Sailing is most afraid of encountering strong winds and waves, and the wooden hull may even fall apart due to the beating of wind and waves.

"The weather in Nanyang is changeable, but don't worry! We have already seen the lighthouse in Batavia!" The sailor in charge of observation pointed to the looming beam of light in the rain and fog in the distance, and said with a little excitement.

The sailboat carrying the samurai mercenaries rose and fell with the waves, and the splash splashed on the deck when it fell.

Fortunately, the lighthouse helped them identify the direction, and several sailboats sailed into the harbor of Batavia without any danger.

"There are ships coming! Why do ships dare to come here in such bad weather?" Batavia's customs officials had to come out to receive these sailing ships during the storm.

The anchor was thrown down, and the samurai and ronin on the ship struggled to disembark from the shaking sailboat.

"Everyone be careful, the planks on the pier are wet and slippery, don't get hurt!" The soldiers on the pier were maintaining order.

When the ship arrived, the customs officers and soldiers in Batavia knew that it was the Japanese mercenaries they had applied for.

"It's not easy to accommodate the extra 3000 people. Let them huddle in palm houses for the time being, and wait for the storm to be dispatched to various islands and plantations by boat."

The customs officers and soldiers could barely accommodate the few troop carriers that arrived in bad weather.

Batavia currently only has more than 2 people, and the sudden influx of 3000 rebellious mercenaries has made Nanyang Provincial Yamen deeply troubled.

In theory, Nanyang Province manages more than 2 islands including the Malay Archipelago, with an area of ​​more than 200 million square kilometers and a population of several million people.It's just that Nanyang Province currently controls less than 5 square kilometers of land, most of which are port areas such as Batavia, Manila, Malacca, and Brunei, as well as important economic areas such as oil fields and plantations.

"It's hot and humid here, it's hell compared to Osaka!"

"I really don't understand why they want to build a city here and hire us to fight the natives. We probably wouldn't want such a barren land even if it was given to us."

The warriors came to shelter from the rain in the house with the Nipah palm roof, but the aborigines in the Nipah palm house were a little panicked.They did not understand the language, so they had to temporarily provide simple meals for these warriors according to the order of the government.

"Don't make trouble here, or you will be thrown into the sea to feed the fish, and the heroic souls will not be able to return to their hometown!" Tachibana Tadamo was in charge of leading this mercenary army. He was also afraid that these still proud warriors would cause trouble in Batavia, so he went door to door remind them.

Roughly influenced by the mainland's view of the soul, these warriors were also afraid that the soul would really stay in this strange place, so they restrained themselves.

"Otomo Nobutada, you temporarily help the government take them in for a few days, and the government will compensate you after the storm passes."

Officials from Nanyang Province went door to door to arrange accommodation for these mercenaries and knocked on the damp wooden doors.

"The small things that the official ordered will be done well, but who are they?" A short businessman looked at several warriors who were drenched by the heavy rain. Their hairstyles and clothes made him feel familiar.

"Samurai mercenaries from Dongpu came by boat to help us deal with the natives. I have to arrange other people, and I will leave these people to you." The official handed over several warriors to the family, and then went to arrange other warriors .

The short businessman twirled his mustache: "It turns out that they are samurai masters from the homeland, please come in."

Miyamoto Musashi was among them.

The ronin were all soaked by the heavy rain, but the heavy rain washed away the dirt they had accumulated in the sea, so they didn't feel anything.

Inside the Palm House was a crude coal stove, with vents to keep it dry.

Miyamoto Musashi and other ronin, many of them also brought iron pots and samurai armor, they entered the house, took off their completely soaked jackets, and gathered by the coal stove to warm up.

"It's a coincidence for you, it's the rainy season, would you like a pot of hot tea?" The little businessman put the pot of boiling water on the coal stove.

"Are you also from our Dongying?" Miyamoto Musashi and others asked the businessman while warming up.

"I came here for trade 15 years ago and settled here ten years ago. I have contacts with Chinese businessmen, Annan businessmen, Brunei businessmen, Manila businessmen, and Netherlands businessmen. This was originally a port controlled by the Netherlands. The city was later occupied by the Nanyang Fleet." The businessman sat on the floor made up of side-by-side wooden boards, and he could hear the stagnant water flowing from under the suspended wooden boards.

"What the hell is this place..." Several recruited warriors came here to survive, but they didn't know where they were at all.

"The southernmost point of the sea, this place is called Batavia, and it is the largest wholesale place for spices. Every year, tens of thousands of catties of spices are sold from here. It can be said that spices are the most profitable trade here. Kyushu Army After occupying this place, plantations such as rubber plantations, oil palm plantations, coconut groves, and abaca groves were developed. The government has purchased these goods on a large scale, and the rubber businessmen have never worried that the rubber they produce cannot be sold. , Although everyone does not know what rubber is used for, the government ordered a large number of rubber that has not yet been produced."

"I also raised money with several businessmen to build a rubber plantation covering an area of ​​100 hectares. It is expected to produce [-] catties of rubber every year in three years. The more troublesome thing is that the suitable places for rubber plantation are located in several indigenous tribes. From time to time, they will be invaded by the Mataram Kingdom in the hinterland of the island. For the sake of protecting the port and the plantation, there is an increasing call for civilian hired soldiers to protect the plantation. I think this is probably why you will The reason for being recruited here. It’s just that I didn’t expect the mercenaries to be our warriors from Japan.”

The businessman named Otomo said with emotion.Samurai were originally a privileged class in Japan, but now they have become cheap mercenaries.

(End of this chapter)