A full twelve thousand men, ten pounds each, is twelve thousand, and after removing the surrender, Hicks and Middleton, as the head and deputy head of the regiment, can each receive two thousand pounds.

This was the mercenary's greatest source of income, and no one thought it was an immoral business, and the captured East Indians were secretly happy that they had escaped death, and then accepted their fate with peace of mind.

"There are more than 3,000 prisoners, wouldn't it be a bit dangerous to leave only one company to guard it?" Middleton feared that the troops left behind would be insufficient, and that both Hicks and Middleton would be responsible in the event of a prisoner riot.

"These people are finished, even if we only leave a platoon of guards, these people will not dare to resist." Hicks looked at the trembling captives gathered together with a cold expression, in fact, there are some people of Chinese descent, that is, those Baba Nyonya who are no different from the East Indians, but here in Hicks, there is no care for these Baba Nyonya, unless they are Chinese who can also speak Chinese, so they can be recorded separately and wait until after the war to decide their fate.

The officers of the Medan army are basically mercenaries, and these mercenaries must have no discipline at all, so the soldiers in charge of guarding are searching these prisoners one by one, and everything of a little value is taken away, and one of the captives seems to have swallowed something in his stomach and tried to hide it, but was discovered by a soldier, and it is estimated that the fate of the prisoner is a bit miserable.

Hicks ignored all this, and immediately ordered the troops to continue to advance after placing the prisoners, and the East Indian servants were defeated, and if they wanted to make money, they had to run faster.

"Keep going, Batavia is in front, and when Batavia is occupied, I'll invite everyone to drink." Hicks stood in a car and gave orders, surrounded by a group of soldiers with high morale, Java Island is the province of the East Indies, the traffic conditions are still relatively good, although the road surface is still not hardened, but the road is wide, the road surface is smooth, there are lush road trees on both sides of the road, there is no need for a guide here.

"We should only be five kilometers away from Batavia, and bypassing the hill in front of us is, we must be careful of the counterattack of the East India troops, and we must send troops to reconnoiter that hill first." Middleton spread the map out on the hood of the car, and the Medan troops had no staff, and Middleton was the chief of staff.

"William, take your company and set off immediately." Hicks is as good as a stream.

"Yes, sir." William answered.

"Let's go, man, it's time for us to go." Hicks jumped out of the car, a rifle on his back, and looked no different from any other soldier.

Cars are indeed advanced, but they must not be able to sit in the war zone, otherwise they don't know how to die, and according to the requirements of the umbrella, they can't even ride horses in the war zone, unless they are all cavalry.

Don't look at the poor performance of the East Indian Servants, but if there is an accurate shooter, then whoever rides in the car is out of luck.

"Go, go, I hope to have tea at the Doge's Palace in the evening." Middleton rolled up the map and stuffed it into his backpack, also carrying the rifle leaning on the wheels.

To Hicks and Middleton's surprise, the troops were no longer defended by the East Indian Servants, and at three o'clock in the afternoon, Hicks and Middleton arrived in Batavia.

As the center of Dutch rule in the East Indies, Batavia is the largest, most populous and most magnificent city in the East Indies, since the Dutch occupied the East Indies, Batavia has gradually become the world's maritime trade contact center, the whole city covers an area of about 80 square kilometers, and there are thousands of people living in this giant city.

Hicks and Middleton led less than a thousand troops, which is nothing compared to the huge population of Batavia, if they rush to go deeper, once besieged by the residents of Batavia, the consequences will be unimaginable, so Hicks and Middleton are a little hesitant.

"It's better to wait for the follow-up troops, we are not weak, there must be a broken East Indian servant army in the city, if you rush into the city-" Middleton smiled bitterly, Batavia was like a huge mountain of gold, and if you couldn't move your back, you would be crushed to death.

"It's true that there are routs, but they probably can't take care of us—" Hicks said coldly.

Middleton picked up the binoculars and looked in the direction Hicks was looking.

Like other cities in the East Indies, Batavia is divided into rich and slum areas, and the river that crosses the city divides the whole city into different areas, and the rich and slum areas are clearly demarcated, and many of the houses in the rich areas are made of brick and stone, and the facades are painted and painted, and the greenery is also very good.

The slums are a case of dirt and mess, with dense shacks crowded on both sides of the river, garbage heaps on the banks and garbage floating in the river, and a few bare-bottomed children rummaging through the garbage heaps, unaware of the coming war.

Just across the river, in the wealthy quarter, through the telescope, it was clear that several houses were burning, and a disheveled soldier of the East Indian Servant Army was coming out of one of the houses, carrying a large bag with obvious blood stains on it.

"I want to kill again—" Middleton muttered to himself, mercenaries love money, but they are still very restrained in some ways, and people can't be inferior to brutes.

"So what are you waiting for? Forward, forward, take out all the enemies—" Hicks categorically ordered, although a thousand men were a little less, but against these rangers, a thousand were enough.

The soldiers who were ready to go immediately advanced in an orderly manner under the command of the officer, those violent East Indian servants were indeed hateful, but no matter what the situation was, the troops should first pay attention to possible accidents, the chaos in front of them may be the last madness of the apocalypse, or it may be a trap deliberately set, be careful not to make a big mistake.

Hicks and Middleton were even less likely to advance, and Hicks and Middleton did not continue until at least four companies split up and broke into the city of Batavia.

Like the rich areas of other cities, the rich areas of Batavia are also wide streets and good greenery, and the people who are eligible to live in the rich areas are at least the middle class, and the houses on both sides of the road are basically the grass in front of the house, and the structure of the garden behind the house, of course, most of the houses are now closed doors and windows, and occasionally one or two houses with broken doors and windows, and it is estimated that the fate of the owner is worrying.

Hicks and Middleton picked a random house and walked in, the living room was a crime scene, and it was terrible to see, Hicks and Middleton only glanced at it and exited, which is too much to see.

"No prisoners left!" Hicks' eyes were slightly closed, and he couldn't really connect the corpse lying naked on the floor with a dagger in his chest and the softly smiling hostess in the painting on the wall.

"It's good that such beasts are killed, and they don't deserve to live." Middleton's eyes are almost spewing fire, and the murderer doesn't even let go of the baby, which is beyond Middleton's bottom line.

"Stop!"

"Don't move, or you'll be shot!"

"Get down on your knees and put your head in your hands!"

Suddenly, there was a mixture of Chinese and Javanese shouts from the nearby street.

Hicks and Middleton went over immediately.

In front of the fence of a house knelt two shivering teenagers, surrounded by five or six soldiers with guns and aims, the two teenagers looked fifteen or sixteen years old at most, or a little younger, and in front of them there was a large pile of things thrown on the ground, silver cutlery, blood-stained jewelry, a large mass of unrecognizable clothes, and some scattered cash.

Hicks glanced at the hidden door and winked at one of the soldiers.

The soldier immediately kicked in the door to check, then came out again, and as he passed by two teenagers, he suddenly raised his rifle and slammed the butt of a rifle into the face of one of them.

The young man's face suddenly overflowed with blood, and he fell to the ground with a wail and rolled on the ground.

The soldier still did not speak, stepped forward and stepped on the young man, turning the rifle upside down, and the snow-bright bayonet emitted a faint cold light.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three—"

Hicks and Middleton didn't stop it, these soldiers are all veterans now, and it can make the veterans lose their minds, these two teenagers-

It's not a teenager, it's a devil at all.

There was still a wail when the soldier stabbed down the first time, and then there was only gasping for breath, and when the third stab was down, the wheezing gradually stopped.

Each knife was used with all his strength, and the bayonet, which was nearly thirty centimeters long, directly pierced and nailed the human body to the ground, and the one on the ground was lifeless, and the soldier's murderous gaze was fixed on the other.

"We didn't do it, they were dead when we came—" The other guy slumped on the ground, his crotch soaked and stenched.

"Look at your knife, there's blood on it!" The soldier roared wildly and stabbed him fiercely: "Four! ”

Hicks and Middleton still didn't speak, and the closed curtains of a nearby house suddenly moved, followed by a woman's panicked scolding.

"Is there a problem? Do you need our help? Hicks is not in a hurry.

It took a long time for a trembling man to reply in Chinese.

"Open the door, we're going to make sure you're safe." Hicks' voice softened immediately.

"No, no, we're safe—"

"No, do you?" Hicks' voice turned cold.

"No, no, no, open it right away—" The man's voice was mixed with the woman's cry.

Hicks and Middleton went over together, the man was probably in his forties, and in the corner behind him was a panicked woman holding four children, and although the man's body and voice were trembling, he still stood in front of the woman and the children with open arms.

"Gentlemen, whatever you need, please take it, the cash and gold are in the cupboard in the bedroom upstairs, please take it, please don't hurt us, I fully cooperate-"

For some reason, Hicks suddenly had red eyes.