Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 479 The Return
The fighting power of the Dutch is no more than that.

A trench was dug on the mountain, assuming a tiger squatting gun, a battalion of beggar infantry condescended to shoot downwards, the Dutch mercenaries who came to recapture the round fort did not even make a charge, and retreated after firing two shots. However, it was getting late and Song Qingshu didn't order to continue the attack. He fired artillery and smashed the Dutch army flag, and Song Qingshu also withdrew his troops.

Once the flag of the East India Company was broken, it became the last straw that overwhelmed the camel. Early the next morning, before the begging army could attack again, the gate of the city of Taiwan, which had been closed for more than 90 days, burst open. DePauw was wearing his blue governor's uniform, with a pile of medals on his chest with two rows of golden buckles, and a Dutch soldier who also wore a double-breasted military uniform and a high hat on the back of his collar came out with a white flag.

Now it's king against king, Song Qingshu did not lose his bearing, he also ordered a ceasefire, put on the armor of his left commander, and also led his guards, and came to Zeelandia City neatly.

Vanderbilt is also an old man in his fifties, his hair and beard are already gray. This man can be a governor, and he has a good temperament. The key to the gate of Lanzhe City, and looking at the Ming army team slowly approaching, the old man couldn't help but sigh, the second most profitable colony in Asia was lost in his hands, and without the big staff, the first profitable colony, The trade line leading to Japan is in his own hands, and it is also broken.

However, when Song Qingshu walked in front of him, the old guy still put on a serious face, stood at attention very chivalrously, and handed over the key with both hands.

"In the name of God, I, Governor of Taiwan Vanderbilt, entrust the fate of the city and the citizens to Your Excellency, and I hope that Your Excellency will abide by the spirit of chivalry."

He Bin on the side quickly translated and took the key with both hands. Song Qingshu also nodded gracefully.

"In the name of my Ming Dynasty, Song Qingshu, the Commander of the Commander Zuo and Huaiyou of our Central Military Commander's Mansion, accepts your surrender, and treats you humanely in the spirit of the Ming Dynasty's state of etiquette!"

After the handover, more than 900 Dutch mercenaries walked out of the fort dejectedly, replaced by infantry from the Seventh Division of the Qihuo Army and marched in. Seeing the flags with Ming characters and Song characters fluttering above the city, Weighing the key in his hand, Song Qingshu heaved a sigh of relief, it can be said that his mother has completely taken this treasure island into his pocket.

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There are more than 4000 Dutch and foreigners in the city of Taiwan, plus [-] pieces of Chixian City. It is still the northern wind season, and these people will not be able to leave for a while. Song Qingshu generously allowed them to transfer their personal property. They were all transported back and lived in the newly built city in Xinzhou Prefecture below, and then re-camped in Zeelandia City with two battalions of Qihuo Seventh Division.

To Song Qingshu's disappointment, the old man Vanderbilt was quite careful, and he burned all the maps of the East India Company's strongholds in Southeast Asia. , the degree of difficulty is a bit more.

On the outskirts of Xinzhou.

A large group of officials in soap-colored official uniforms took long ropes and spread them out on the grassy ground. After measuring a certain distance, they immediately nailed stakes to the ground with logs, then dug a ditch, and then next to that After measuring the next piece, neat squares began to appear on the ground.

Although there is no population yet, the land needs to be measured. This is its own independent small kingdom. After walking around the city of Zeelandia, Song Qingshu also came to the edge of the city. Looking at the endless and flat wilderness, holding But the chin couldn't help worrying.

How can we move Mingren here and farm for him?
"grown ups!"

At this time, a strange sound sounded from beside him, Song Qingshu couldn't help turning his head away, but it was a red-haired Dutchman, the begging army was really kind to these prisoners, after confiscating their weapons, I didn't care about it anymore, seeing that there was a red-haired fan who came to chat with his commander, Xiao Bao, who was in the guard beside him, immediately went up impatiently to drive him away, but Song Qingshu waved him back.

"You looking for me? What's the matter?"

"Well, the young ones can grow sugar cane. I heard that you have left all the craftsmen behind, and the young ones are willing to work for you! I wonder if I can also stay?"

This red-haired Dutchman is estimated to be over 30 years old. It seems that not all Dutch people live in paradise here. This man has a weather-beaten look on his face. It was a headache because there was no one to go to sea, and the foreigner offered to work for him, but Song Qingshu asked in surprise with a gloomy face.

"Why, don't you want to go home?"

"The younger one was born as an illegitimate child. He couldn't inherit the family business in the Netherlands, so he traveled across the ocean with the company to work. Now that he is a senior employee, he has saved a little bit of the family business and even got a wife. If the younger one If you are driven away, the positions in Batavia are basically full, and you can’t find work when you return to the Netherlands, and after so many years here, you can count as having feelings, but the Netherlands has already forgotten. It’s almost done, so the little one doesn’t want to leave.”

This red-haired fan was quite nagging, and he said a lot of nonsense, but Song Qingshu's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard his last sentence, and he nodded heavily immediately.

"Yes, as long as you abide by my Ming's rules, you can stay. If you want to stay, you can just report to the government!"

A thought suddenly came to his mind, Song Qingshu didn't want to waste time here any longer, he gave a few hasty instructions, turned around, and hurried back to the city.

Although this expedition was rewarding, it had been delayed for more than four months after all. Yingtian had a backlog of things. After taking Taiwan completely, there was another six-day pause, and Song Qingshu finally set foot on the return journey.

The fleet had shrunk by two-thirds when it came. Song Qingshu only took back the first division of Qihuo, leaving a cavalry division and an infantry division to garrison here to prevent the Dutch from retaliation. Staying here, on the one hand, there are still large areas in Taichung, Taitung, and Taipei that have not been explored and mastered. The cavalry is much more mobile than the infantry. Even if the Dutch counterattack and land from any point, the cavalry division can respond quickly. Make a disposal.

Another point is that the Tainan Plain is also more suitable for raising horses. Raising war horses here is much better than in the Dabie Mountains.

Going back this time, Song Qingshu also brought back [-] boxes of sugar, [-] pieces of deerskins and many local products. These are the benefits of the war. There are too few seasoning sugars on the market these days, and it is estimated that they will be very popular when they are brought back. It can also be regarded as an explanation to the board of directors.

Today, the highest military and political officer remaining in Taiwan has become Zhang Huangyan.

On the pier, a large group of people came to see him off. Zhang Huangyan was at the front of everyone, and he solemnly promised Song Qingshu: "Don't worry, Marshal, Cang Shui will be smashed to pieces, and Taiwan will not be missed!"

For this Zhang Huangyan, Song Qingshu still believes very much. In history, this person has always insisted on resisting the Qing Dynasty until the last moment. He was still in Songjiang Mansion, so Song Qingshu nodded directly, patted him on the shoulder, and joked with a smile.

"It doesn't matter if you are broken into pieces, the commander still needs you to measure the land well and make it flourish here! This time you have to be prepared. It is estimated that a large number of Han people will move here in a short time. The task of farming is nothing but Very heavy!"

Zhang Huang couldn't believe it a hundred times, even if he was not so willing to stay away from his homeland, it was obviously a big problem to get tens of thousands of refugees in a short period of time, but he was so confident With a full appearance, Zhang Huangyan is naturally not easy to hit, so he can only clenched his fists obediently: "I will definitely live up to the commander-in-chief's expectations!"

"You two, also obey Master Zhang's orders!"

Zhang Huangyan said that the prefect of Tainan was the price of temporarily stripping off the navy. It was impossible for Song Qingshu to allow his subordinates to control both water and land. Shi Lang's fleet had to shuttle back and forth across the Taiwan Strait. The troops that Zhang Huangyan could control became Li Dingguo and Bayintu. In the army, Bayintu, the Mongolian general, clasped his fists very honestly: "Let Master Zhang dictate."

But Li Dingguo, the young master, was obviously a little listless, and he agreed weakly: "Uncle, I understand!"

There was news from Yingtian that Zhang Xianzhong's troops suffered a big loss in the Battle of Manao Mountain, and now they are being chased by various officers and troops under the supervision of Yang Sichang to Sichuan Bashu. Here, also out of this consideration.

Unexpectedly this time, Song Qingshu left behind the inseparable front-runners, and Zheng Sen and William wanted to build a business store belonging to their two families in Tainan. The three men said they were here to bid farewell to Song Qingshu. But his eyes stayed more on Yu'er behind him, and he told Song Yongzhong to be careful of those unnaturalized mountain people, and said politely to William. Song Qingshu finally boarded the Haiquan with his entourage.

"My Princess Helen left just like that? Oh, how cruel, even though she was thinking of me, she didn't dare to look back, for fear that she would not want to leave after turning around!"

Yu'er didn't look at this guy at all, and watched the Haiquan get farther and farther away, William, the little yellow hair, flung off his long golden hair quite coquettishly, and Zheng Sen couldn't help listening He grinned and hummed disdainfully.

"Stop farting!"

Taking advantage of the last gust of sea breeze, the return fleet was sailing towards the mainland in the northeast direction, and the officials and merchants who saw them off also dispersed one after another. The Zheng Family Firm is now competing with the British East India Company in some fields, and they are mutually exclusive. I can't see it, Zheng Sen and William are still squabbling with each other as they walk, but the gentleman's little yellow hair is blowing up, but he doesn't notice the crowd of the broken Dutch warship salvaged from the port. , an old guy with red hair and beard stared at his back through gritted teeth.

"British!"

With a sound of Kang Cang, Kui slammed the ax in his hand into the wood.

(End of this chapter)