The scorching sun is like a fire, scorching this castle built on the basis of the achievements of the Renaissance.

The soldiers on duty tried to hide in the shade of the city walls, and Caton and Basham had reason to celebrate as they ate charcoal-grilled golden deer steaks, for their 'prudence' was appreciated by Governor Owatt.

No one knew that in a dilapidated house under the city walls where the debris was stored, three pairs of eyes were watching everything inside the castle......

As night fell, the boring day in the castle of Geranza was over.

The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty still did not move, which made the heart of the Governor of Taiwan, Viscount Ovat, empty, his artillery was already hungry and thirsty, and when the enemy dared to attack, he let the ignorant Ming people understand what despair is.

Although the Ming Dynasty once defeated the Rakshasa country, but their Dutch country is not comparable to the Rakshasa country, in Europa, no country has more warships than their Dutch country, no artillery is more sophisticated than the Dutch country, no.

Although there were only about 5,000 soldiers in the city, Viscount Ovat was confident that he would be able to support the arrival of Jon, the governor of Batavia.

Thinking of Jon, Owatt wanted to be angry for no reason.

Why? As the same governor, he is eight years older than Jon, and he has more warships in Taiwan than Jon's, so why should he be appointed as the commander of the Allied forces?

Just because his niece became the Prince of Orange's lover?

Well, Ovat drank another glass of wine in frustration, he didn't have such a lovely niece, otherwise he would, fork up a piece of cut venison with a fork, and Ovat took a bite hard.

As the night wore on, Ovat fell asleep on a spacious nanmu armchair.

The door creaked open softly, and the three almost naked warriors of the Gaoshan clan slowly touched the gatehouse on the east side of the city gate against the root of the wall.

The night does not block their sight, and the long-term hunting life in the mountains and forests has long honed their tenacious character and keen auditory vision.

The three of them stopped on the left side of the east gate, seemed to discuss in a whisper, and then crept into the gatehouse on tiptoe.

Four Dutch soldiers in the porter were sleeping soundly, and they had endured the heat on the city walls all day, and finally waited until dark.

The room was pitch black, except for the earth-shattering snoring, only the mournful screams of a few crickets, and suddenly, the crickets stopped chirping, and the three mountain tribesmen made a move.

Fearing that they would wake up the Dutch by touching a weapon in the dark, the three of them did not hold anything in their hands, but directly punched the Dutchman in the neck and the Adam's apple after making eye contact.

All three of them exerted such force that the soldier's neck was sunken inward, and the one on the very edge wasted no time, and before the fourth could react, he threw another heavy punch to his neck.

Then the three jumped onto the bed and struggled to hold the four of them down, so that the convulsive Dutch soldier would not attract the attention of the sentinel, who was only twenty paces away from the porter.

The Dutch soldiers all looked at the barbarians in horror, and they wanted to shout, but their mouths kept coming out of their mouths, and they couldn't make any sound.

Waiting, anxiously waiting, did not affect the patience of the three of them in the slightest, and the first thing to exercise in hunting is patience.

After ten breaths, after making sure that the three people under him had not moved, the Gaoshan people got down from the corpse and began to carefully rummage through the room for weapons and keys, despite the blood on their faces.

The gate of the East Gate must not be opened, and the key has been kept in the hands of the Governor of Ovat, and what they want to open is the small ear gate on the left side of the East Gate.

After finding the key, the three of them each held a European-style cross sword and quietly walked towards the side door.

The small thick iron door was opened, and a man trotted out, making a 'coo-coo' sound towards the south, and the sound was melodious and melodious, and it was heard far and wide.

In the faint moonlight, but seeing the cold light of the armor flashing behind the sand dunes in the south, the Ming soldiers moved.

The Gaoshan tribesmen who were in charge of the notification immediately returned to the city, but before they had taken a few steps, they saw the two clansmen standing solemnly against the root of the wall, motionless, and their faces immediately changed greatly.

Puff puff puff – A group of Dutch soldiers strode in from the north of the city for a routine patrol.

"Barry, why aren't the gates closed?" Lieutenant Luther shouted into the porter.

Seeing that there was no movement in the gatehouse, the lieutenant ordered the soldiers to stop, and sent a man to check on them, and a moment later there was an exclamation from the house, and Luther immediately rushed into the city to warn him, and then paced into the gate to close it.

In the dark, Luthor didn't notice that there were three people standing against the wall in the cave of the city gate, and he was stabbed in the chest, but he still didn't forget to warn the Dutch soldiers behind him.

The Dutch patrol, numbering at least two dozen people, pointed their guns at the city gates.

The city gate must be guarded, and the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty must rush in, otherwise how to explain to the patriarch when they go back.

Bang bang bang bang bang -

A figure suddenly flew out of the hole in the city gate, and the Dutch soldiers outside in the night did not see it clearly, but subconsciously more than two dozen soldiers shot at the figure.

"Scala—"

There was a roar from inside the doorway, which was a unique slogan of the Gaoshan people when they charged, meaning death and no life.

The previous figure was none other than Luthor, who had not yet died, and he never dreamed that he would end his life in this way, and that he would eventually die at the hands of his own people.

But no one cared who the shadow was, and the three mountain tribesmen rushed to the patrol with their cross-swords, slashing the muzzle of the Dutch soldier with a single sword, and then piercing the soldier's neck with a sharp stab.

The Dutch soldiers had just finished a round of shots, and when they had time to change their bullets, several of them were stabbed to death in a matter of moments, and the rest of the soldiers threw away their rifles and drew their swords from their waists.

There was a commotion in the north of the city, and the city guards closest to the east gate heard the movement and accelerated to the east gate, and the Ming soldiers outside the east gate had not yet arrived at the city gate.

The three barbarians gasped and guarded the city gate back to back, most of the more than twenty Dutch soldiers had already fallen to the ground, and the remaining five or six did not dare to step forward with long swords.

There was already a sound behind them, and their reinforcements were about to arrive, and although they were shocked by the barbarians' fighting power, they believed that in the face of the muskets, all resistance would be in vain.

"Dado, you are the son of the patriarch, you go back, and Sabu and I will stay here." A barbarian rushed behind the clansmen.

"No, Vadan, I fight with you, it is our glory!" Dado did not listen, but refused.

"Hahaha, we Taroko people are not afraid of death, Dado, go back this time, I, Sabu, agree with you to take over as the patriarch!" Sabu laughed maniacally.

"You ......" Wadan froze for a moment.

"It's coming!" Before Vada could be persuaded, he was interrupted by Sabu, and a large number of Dutch soldiers rushed from behind.

Bang bang - bang -

Without any hesitation, the Dutch soldiers, under the orders of Captain Caton, opened fire on the trio.

The three of them were not stupid and rolled forward on the spot, dodging the first wave of gunfire, but then the second and third waves.

In normal times, the three of them would either rush into the enemy line and slash after the first wave of gunfire, or try to escape, but not now.

There were so many Dutch soldiers, more than a hundred, that if the three of them left the gates, the Dutch would immediately run over and close the iron gates, and all would be in vain.

The three of them became the live targets of more than a hundred soldiers, but fortunately it was night, and the ground was full of corpses, and at a distance of more than ten steps, no one fell to the ground when the three of them moved quickly.

"Sabu, are you hurt? Ahh

After all the soldiers ran out of bullets, he was in a hurry, and from the hole in the city gate, he clearly saw a figure shaking not far from the city, which obviously could not be their reinforcements.

"Rush up and close the gates at all costs, quick!" Caton shouted.

"Scala-" Seeing the Dutch rushing over again, Sabu gritted his teeth and roared, and the other two guarded the only entrance of the Ming soldiers on the left and right, and the three of them were instantly overwhelmed by the Dutch soldiers.

"Hell! Quick, close the door! After the three of them were submerged, the city gate was not closed as Caton expected, the inside of the gate seemed to be blocked, and Caton was in a hurry outside.

At this time, the white pole corps led by Qin Gongming outside the city finally arrived.

"Rush in and kill all the curly-haired people!"