The city of Rezha, located in southern Taiwan, is also known as Olenge City and Anping City. It was built in the fourth year of the Apocalypse (1624).

From the day it was built, Rezhelan City has become the largest and most important stronghold of the Dutch in the Far East. It has a total of 1,500 troops stationed, as well as more than 2,300 people who came to the Far East to venture into business. The port has more than ten sail warships stationed all year round. Such strength is enough to become an important maritime force in the Far East.

Today, there were more than a dozen lucky boats in the port of the city of Relanzha, which were originally blonde and blue-eyed white men, and many men with black hair and black eyes wearing Ming costumes. Judging from the appearance and outfits of these men, these people are by no means kind-hearted on weekdays, but at this time most of them stayed on their respective boats like defeated roosters, and the white sailors around them were not utterly whispered. Occasionally, some people showed an indignant look and wanted to have an attack, but were persuaded by their companions around them.

"Zheng Dangjia, I deeply sympathize with your experience, but I cannot agree to your request, because this is too risky."

In a gorgeously decorated house on the top floor of the Hezhan City, the Dutch Governor of Taiwan, Sonod, spread his hands and said in a helpless tone: "You must know that our Dutch has only a little force in Taiwan, and there are only more than a dozen warships. What should we do to fight the Fujian Navy? So I can only say that I can't help you with your request."

The thin and haggard young man sitting in front of Sonod was no other person. It was Zheng Zhibao who escaped from yesterday's naval battle. He hurriedly fled to Rezhelin City with his confidant and more than a dozen warships and found Sonod and asked him to send troops to avenge Zheng Zhilong, but unexpectedly, Sonod refused.

"Governor Sonod, I remember that's not what you said at the beginning."

Zheng Zhibao showed a hint of anger on his face: "You asked our Zheng family to harass the coastal areas of the Ming Dynasty, rob merchant ships, and even sent troops directly to advance into the inland areas of the Ming Dynasty. Didn't we do it any time?

Because of this, we angered Yang Feng and caused this disaster. Even the eldest brother and second brother died in battle. But now I just ask you to send troops to attack the Fujian Navy with me, but you are pushing against each other. Is that how you treat your allies?"

"You are wrong!" Faced with Zheng Zhibao's questioning, Sonod said calmly: "We are asking you to harass the passing merchant ships in the hinterland and coastal areas of the Ming Dynasty, but when did we let you work in vain?

We support your artillery and warships, but you have several times the strength of the Ming Navy, but you have never even won a single victory. How do you let me trust you? Now you even ask us to take revenge with you! Sorry, I can't do it!"

Sonod shook his head: "I am the governor of the Netherlands to Taiwan, and the fleet in my hand is also the property of the Netherlands Kingdom. I will never waste the precious lives of soldiers and warships in a doomed battle force."

"Haha..." Zheng Zhibao's face flashed with a sharp blue look, and he smiled furiously: "The lives of you Dutch people are precious, and our lives can be consumed at will. Is that true?"

"If you have to understand this way, I can't do it." Sonod said calmly: "But I want to remind you that now you have lost the only and most important territory. If you don't want to become a wandering pirate who was wanted and hunted by the Ming Navy, the best choice is to stay here to stay with us to guard the city of Rezhabian, which will benefit us all."

"Haha...what if I don't agree?" Zheng Zhibao smiled coldly.

"Don't agree?"

Sonod glanced at Zheng Zhibao, looked at his right hand next to the hilt of the sword at his waist, smiled, and slowly shook his head: "There is an old saying in the Ming Dynasty, a forced melon is not sweet. If you really don't want to, I won't force it. You can leave now."

Zheng Zhibao stood up and bowed to Sonod: "Since that's the case, goodbye... Oh, I'm wrong, I guess we will never meet again... Goodbye!"

Looking at Zheng Zhibao's disappearing figure, Sonod's face showed a thoughtful look.

The footsteps sounded, Encos, who had his right hand on the musket grip at his waist, walked to him from the door and asked in confusion: "Governor, why don't we detain him? In this way, we can incorporate his subordinates. Although they are just a group of dirty yellow-skinned monkeys, they are still good to be used as cannon fodder."

"Yellow-skinned monkey?" Sonod showed a sarcastic smile on his face. He turned his head to look at Encos, and asked back: "Captain Encos, it seems that a comfortable life can make people forget many things, such as life in the Ming Dynasty prisoner-of-war camp, right?"

"Governor General, I..." Encos's face turned red in an instant. The energy he had been captured by the Ming army last year had become a shame that he could not wash away in his life, and his military rank had also changed from major to captain.

"Despise your enemies also means despising yourself." Sonod's tone became stern: "Maybe the former Ming navy was indeed just a group of mobs, but since the reorganization of the navy by the Marquis of the Ming country, their strength has increased rapidly, otherwise Zheng Zhilong would not have died."

"Sorry, I was wrong!" Encos lowered his head.

"Just understand!" Seeing Encos admit his mistake, Sonod's tone eased: "Although pirates such as Zheng Zhibao were defeated by the Fujian Navy, this does not mean that they are just a group of geniuses, it can only show the strength of the Fujian Navy.

And I can be sure that if Zheng Zhibao is really detained as you said, those pirates who stayed in the port will definitely resist to the death. What benefits do you think this will do to us?"

"this……"

Encos thought about it and it seemed like this. At first glance, those pirates were a group of unruly guys. How could they obey their orders and be honestly used as their cannon fodder? It would be a joke to rely on Zheng Zhibao's life to threaten them. It seems that they are still too naive.

However, he then thought of another question and frowned: "Governor General, I have met the Marquis of the Ming Kingdom. In my impression, he is a man of a strong personality and has a desire for territory that is far beyond ordinary people. Now that the Port of Bon has fallen into his hands, I am afraid that it will not take long for him to attack our city of heat blocking. What should we do then?"
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