With a slight sneer in his mouth, his figure seemed to deliberately express the etiquette of the Western "civilized society", not only sitting with grace but also with the style of the Western court. After sitting down, he thought he was elegantly pouring out a little snuff and rubbing it under his nose in a figure-eight shape. The shiny tin snuffbox in his hand was also specially given to Roger, and he sneezed two loud sneeze in quick succession.

Roger felt ridiculous at the arrogance deliberately expressed by Roger Yi, he retracted his two long legs from the table, shook his head with a mocking smile on his face: "I'm not used to the things you Western natives use, and don't you think it's ridiculous like a clown when you wipe it like that, and then you have tears streaming down your face?" It's a shame that you are still a person from the Western court, which shows that your Western society is still too primitive! ”

Roger shook his head, his eyes filled with the feeling of a person looking at a gorilla. As he spoke, he took out his cigar case from his bosom: "I don't know why you don't like cigars?" Oh, I see, you Western natives don't have lighters, you're still in the age of ignorant velvet boxes! ”

With that, he took out his lighter, lit his cigar in front of him, took a deep breath, and puffed out a puff of smoke. The cigar case and lighter were not put in the pocket, but folded on top of each other on the table.

(Note: Please don't compare the velvet box used in the West at that time or the lighter box used in China with the gas lighter!) ）

After paying attention to these two things, he had to admit that these mysterious Orientals, especially the people of Shenzhou City, were definitely qualified to call the so-called "Western civilization" "Western natives".

The cigar box below is printed with a beautiful pattern, which is by no means painted by an ordinary painter (I certainly didn't draw it, printed it!). But it was clearly Helena Fuhrman, painted by Rubens, the royal painter of Isabella's court, using his famous wife as a model, and he would never admit that he was mistaken.

Rubens's use of contrasting tones, strong light and shade, and flowing lines to enhance the sense of movement of the picture, and a special emphasis on structures with a sense of rotating movement to express exciting scenes, has always been regarded as the greatest artistic achievement of this Baroque style.

"Oh my God! If each box requires a copyist artist, how much is the box worth alone? ”

His gaze fell on the strangely shaped "lighter", on the crystal shell the size of half a palm, and I don't know what technique was used to paint the colorful pattern, which was a typical Oriental beauty's fine brushwork, and her beauty made people feel the pure beauty of heaven, which was incomparable to those girls in the West.

Suddenly, it was a little ridiculous to feel himself snuff under his nose in a figure-eight shape, though he had never wept as much as an inferior person. He took out his handkerchief, wiped off the snuff powder, and then pretended to be calm and said, "Your Excellency, I am here to negotiate, let's not talk about these boring topics, okay!" ”

Roger flicked the cigarette ash on his cigar and shook his head in disagreement: "One thing, you must first make it clear that I am here to accept surrender and not to negotiate, and the negotiation is reserved for the treatment of our enemies, and you Dutch are not qualified to do so!" So I'm just here to accept your unconditional surrender. ”

"You ......" Kuichi was annoyed by Roger's disdainful words, "Ahhh Don't negotiate, then what do you ask me to do? ”

Roger shrugged: "I don't know what your men told you, I'm just telling you to surrender within ten minutes, or you'll all be destroyed in a minute." ”

Leaning back in his chair in disbelief, he thought the young man was just lying and intimidating. There are still more than 3,000 combat-capable soldiers in the city of Geranza, although some of them are civilian troops with little combat ability.

At least the gunpowder and shells of those cannons were not completely used up, and they were even enough to repel a small attack, so how could he destroy everyone in a minute! That's impossible, even 3,000 pigs would have to be killed for a long time.

Holding back the sulk in his heart, a compassionate look appeared on his face.

"Young man, you don't have to scare me, our city of Geranza can withstand at least one battle, but for the safety of the lives and property of his ordinary soldiers and innocent citizens, we should sit down and have a good talk, or maybe we can talk about it together!"

Roger shook his head proudly again: "I told you, you Dutch are not capable of being the enemy of our Shenzhou City, so you are not qualified to negotiate, as for whether I can destroy everyone in a minute, you just have to think about the gunpowder and cannonballs in the warehouse, I think you will understand, if they bang ......"

Speaking of this, Roger had a grinning smile on his face, and then said: "Hello, apart from the fact that you seem a little ridiculous when you smoke snuff, you are a smart person to me personally, so I think it will be a pleasant thing for us to go to heaven together, but call me first, and you have to be my servant on the way." ”

As soon as he thought of the explosion of gunpowder and shells that were enough for half a year, his face suddenly lost his blood, but his mouth was forced: "Are you scaring me?" ”

The smile on Roger's face deepened, and he leaned out, his face close to him, and his voice was not loud, and his attitude was easy-going, as if he was extremely gentle. "Die! Death is similar to sleeping for me, I'm not afraid, I just don't know if you're afraid...... Why don't we try it...... Think about it, I didn't sleep in the middle of the night and came here, did I come to play? No, you look here! ”

As he spoke, Roger grabbed a fuse from the table that had been connected to the warehouse, as if inadvertently picking up a cigarette butt and lighting the fuse casually, and threw it to the side.

The handkerchief that wiped the snuff under the nose was not put into his arms, and it was used to wipe the cold sweat on his head at this moment. He didn't know if the fuse was attached to the powder keg, but if it was, there was no doubt that the whole city of Geranza would be blown up to the sky.

The strong smell of the fuse "snorted" and burned, like a snake winding underground and running towards the warehouse.

"Oh my God, oh my God, you're crazy, we're all going to die!"

"Haha, you're really afraid of death, so why pretend to be a tough guy, you don't want your soldiers to be killed or wounded, and I'm happy to live for another two years, so why not do it if you surrender your gun and I'll get off work."

As he spoke, Roger threw down the fuse, sat down on the edge of the table next to him, grabbed his cigarette case and lighter, handed him a stick, and lit the fire for him affectionately. Then he put his arm around his shoulders, as if admonishing a little brother who had just made a mistake.

"Speaking of which, you are still of some use to our Shenzhou Army, we don't want your life for the time being, and as far as I know, you may be the only one who will return to the Netherlands at this time. Look, how lucky you are! But you have to be obedient, or I don't think anyone in the world can save your life!" Do you understand? ”