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Andersen's current identity is a military adviser to the Sultan of Wanna and the Sultan of Brunei, so he did not collapse in the camp of Liu Asheng's "Qing army," but in the camp of the combined Wanna-Brunei army, less than 10 miles away from the camp of the "Qing army." However, yesterday's battle was ugly, and the losses of the Wanna-Brunei coalition army were equally heavy, and at this time, Anderson did not reorganize the defeated troops in the camp, but actually came to the "Qing army" camp, which greatly surprised the "Qing Dynasty officials" present.

"Mr. Anderson, why are you here?" The person who asked was the brother of the head of the Chen family, named Chen Shuo, as his name suggests, a fat man, with purple skin and a rosacea nose, wearing a rough Qing Dynasty military attache uniform. He is Liu Axing's deputy general, and he is the second-in-command of this so-called Lanfang Town. Because he thought he was an official of the imperial court, he was naturally a little high-spirited when he asked.

Anderson knew about the Liu family's deception, turned his head and glared at Chen Shuo fiercely, and did not answer his question, but said to Liu Asheng in a quick and fast Dutch: "Liu, you can't kill this Liu Jincai, he is now Zhu Jishi's messenger, and if you want to redeem Lieutenant Hotman, you must negotiate with Zhu Jishi through him." ”

"Redeem Lieutenant Hortman?" Liu Asheng looked at Anderson incomprehensibly, "Weishenme?" ”

Anderson gritted his teeth, stomped his foot and said, "Because he is my illegitimate son!" ”

Bastard...... Liu Asheng complained in his heart, just that your Anderson's son is his own, and other people's sons are all picked up on the street? Among the more than 1,000 people who have been arrested by Zhu Jishi now, there are many children of the Lanfang clan, can they redeem Hortman alone?

"Mr. Anderson, can the matter of Lieutenant Hortman be discussed later? Zhu Jishi's British viscount, don't you want to kill the captives, right? ”

Antsen snorted coldly and said, "If he weren't for the British Viscount, I wouldn't be worried about the safety of Dennis (Hortman's name)!" ”

Yes, if Zhu Jishi was a Borneo Chinese gang leader, how could he dare to kill a noble Dutch army lieutenant? He'll have to think about the consequences! But if this kind of thing were to be done by an English viscount, how would the Dutch dare to do it? It's just a little lieutenant, and it's really a kill to kill.

"Liu, you have to redeem Dennis for me today! Otherwise......" Anderson glared at Liu Asheng fiercely and did not say anything further.

However, Liu Asheng still knew that he must not offend this Dutch lord now, because his Qing Dynasty general army was fake, and Lan Fang's attachment to the Qing Dynasty was also false. Anderson knows about this scam, if he is forced to be anxious and exposed, the old Liu family will be destroyed immediately!

"Okay, okay, 20,000 chatters, I'll come out!" Liu Asheng gritted his teeth and waved at a few soldiers who were holding Liu Jincai, and let go of Liu Jincai.

"Go to the account room and withdraw 20,000 yuan, and redeem Lieutenant Hortman first!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole inside of the big tent exploded.

"Mr. Liu, you can't just ransom Hotman, many of our Chen family's children have also been arrested by the surnamed Zhu, you have to redeem them too!"

"Yes, Mr. Liu, you can't break the rules of the road, our brothers are working hard for you!"

"It's okay if the natives don't redeem it, but you have to redeem all our people, they are all fellow villagers in Yingjiazhou......"

There are not many natives who have been arrested, even if they are deducted, they can't save a few dollars, Liu Asheng's face was pale, he slapped the table suddenly, and shouted: "They are all officers and soldiers of the Qing Dynasty, and they are not my Liu family's private soldiers, why do you want me to pay for ransom?" ”

This also makes sense, they are all serving the imperial court, this ...... Of course, the ransom should be from the imperial court! This court can't ignore the rules, right?

"Mr. Liu, then you hurry up and give Daoguang Ye an excerpt and let his old man pay for the ransom!" The second master of the Chen family, Chen Shuo, shouted in a loud voice.

Let Daoguang Ye give money to redeem people? Liu Asheng said in his heart: "Don't say that I, the chief soldier, is Xibei goods, it is true, it is impossible for the Qing Emperor to pay for ransom, people are emperors, not the masters." ”

"Redeem Lieutenant Hotman first, and then talk about ......the others," Liu Asheng paused, and added, "Our Lanfang is less than 10,000 miles away from Beijing, and the silver of the imperial court is not so fast!" ”

"Then let's cushion it first, and wait for the emperor Lao Tzu's silver to be allocated, and then supply us." That Chen Shuo, Senior Vice Admiral Chen, patted his chest and said. Although this Second Master Chen is not very good at braining, he is very righteous!

"Good! That's it...... "Liu Asheng is distressed, among the more than 1,000 Chinese captured by the Ming army, at least more than 500 are brothers from the Liu family's Fuqing Hall or recruited by the Liu family. This one alone is tens of thousands, and this battle really can't be fought! This West Borneo is for the surname Zhu......

13,400 captured "Qing officers and soldiers" plus four foreign devils, that is, almost 150,000 foreign people, were made up by the heads of several Chinese clans present, and of course there was no silver, and it would take some time to mobilize from Pontianak and Dongfanglu, and before the ransom was completed, the new front line would be temporarily suspended. Well, it's not a complete truce, but the "Great Qing" and "Great Ming" are temporarily out of fighting. However, the war between the "Daming" and Brunei and the Sultan of Wanna will continue.

Because the two sultans were relatively poor, they did not have the money to ransom the captives of the native soldiers.

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"Boom! Rumble! Boom ......"

At 7 o'clock in the morning of December 21, when the fighting on the new front line resumed, the three 9-pounder cannons of the Jishi Army lined up at the gate of the camp of the Vanna-Brunei coalition army, and then began to fire iron bullets into the camp to smash people and things. Behind these 3 cannons, 1 light infantry company and 5 infantry companies were deployed.

Zhu Jishi himself also went to the front line to command and supervise the battle. He watched the dilapidated camp of the princely army on the opposite side being bombarded by three cannons to become even more tattered, and from time to time there were terrible screams, as if he had found a bit of the feeling of a great military strategist.

"Well, good fight! Tell Reye, keep banging, you must blast those natives to white! ”

"Boom...... White? Ren Yijiang, who was guarding the side, looked at Zhu Jishi in a daze, wondering what "white" meant.

"It's just that the morale is gone!" Zhu Jishi explained with a smile, "The army fights on morale, and once it loses popularity, it will only be left to collapse and flee, and we can easily kill them when the time comes!" ”

"Got it!" Ren Yijiang nodded respectfully, gave Zhu Jishi a military salute, and ran to give an order to the Frenchman Reye-in fact, it was a dream!

Although Zhu Jishi made up for the military on the sailing ship that came to the East, his understanding of the war in the first half of the 19th century still did not get out of the later computer game "Total War", thinking that he could really use artillery to beat the opponent to a mental breakdown.

As a result, from 7 a.m. to 3 p.m., according to the Vanna-Brunei native soldiers who were guarding the camp, there was still no sign of collapse, until a messenger was called, it was said to be some prince of Brunei, named Fei Geri, a middle-aged man, black and not slippery, wearing a yellow silk robe, and the workmanship was not exquisite. However, when Zhu Jishi saw this poor prince, he still couldn't help but think of the small Southeast Asian country that was so rich in later generations.

"Fei Geri, the minister of the feudal kingdom, meets the Ming Emperor Bixia, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

This Prince of Brunei can speak fluent Cantonese Mandarin, and when he saw Viscount Zhu in a Western military uniform, he knelt down and kowtowed, and shouted long live, look at this jiashi, it seems that he has been subdued.