Chapter 343: Negotiation with a Cannon on the Head
Although the Manchu Eight Banners soldiers of this period may not be able to defeat the British lobster soldiers of the one-duck-two-duck period.
But if there was a decisive battle between the Manchu Eight Banners Soldiers at their peak and the British Lobster Soldiers of the same era, the loser would definitely not be the Qing army.
Bumubutai nodded with satisfaction after hearing this.
"Order Jingshan Artillery Factory to step up cannon casting. If Longjiang Shipyard builds the naval warship, Jingshan Artillery Factory's artillery will also be in place!"
"We, the Qing Dynasty, cannot lose to the Ming thieves!"
Old lady Bumubutai is still very strong.
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Conquer the Southern Protectorate and Fuyuan City!
Under the deterrence of the Ming Dynasty's artillery and fleet, the Mataram Sultanate was forced to choose to acquiesce to the Ming Dynasty in taking over the Dutch heritage in the Indonesian Islands.
Originally, the Sultanate of Mataram was quite tough!
Want to force Daming to give in!
However, during the negotiation, Zhu Hongyu directly dispatched a river fleet, went up the river, and attacked Yogyakarta, an important city in the Matalan Sultanate.
Although there was no direct artillery fire on Yogyakarta, the guns were aimed at the mosque in Yogyakarta.
The Sultanate of Matalan can only choose to surrender!
Zhu Hongyu found that the feeling of putting a cannon on the enemy's head and then negotiating was so damn good!
Then, the two sides successfully reached relevant agreements, demarcated the border, and established trade points on the border.
For both parties to trade and communicate!
Moreover, with the assistance of Luo Bei, the former governor of Batavia, the Ming Dynasty successfully took over a large number of Dutch industries in Batavia.
Fuyuan City, the Zhengnan Protectorate, has finally settled down completely!
By the time all of this was finalized, it was already mid-May of the seventeenth year of Yongli.
It’s almost the hottest time of the year!
Zhu Hongyu stood at the top of Fuyuan City, wiping the sweat from his forehead and looking at the large ships filled with cargo coming in and out of the port.
Watching the port's fort being transformed bit by bit, a semicircular cover was quickly built with bamboo strips and cement above the open-air fortifications.
It is used to ensure that the fort fortifications have a certain degree of protection even when faced with attacks from explosive shells.
It would not be like the Dutch open-air forts, which had almost no effect against the Ming Dynasty's explosive shells.
And not only the fort, but also the bastion of Fuyuan City is undergoing large-scale construction.
Zhu Hongyu turned around and said to Wang Ruxian beside him.
"My Ming Dynasty has finally established a firm foothold in Fuyuan City. The construction of the Fuyuan Recruit Camp should be put on the agenda."
"Recruit enough soldiers under Fuyuan City as soon as possible to take into account the security issues of Malacca and Fuyuan City."
"Luzon and Qiongzhou should focus on counterattacking the mainland and restoring our homeland of the Ming Dynasty."
Wang Ruxian said.
"My subordinate understands!"
After thinking about it, Wang Ruxian asked again.
"Your Highness, does the new recruit camp have any special requirements for recruiting soldiers?"
Wang Ruxian didn't say it directly, but Zhu Hongyu understood what he meant, thought for a while, and then spoke.
"Dutch?"
Wang Ruxian nodded and said.
"Yes, Your Highness, the Dutch have a large population in Fuyuan City."
Although the Ming Dynasty used public trials to purge a group of Dutch people of scum, it was only a group.
Although the Dutch population within Fuyuan City is not as large as the Han population, it is not that small.
Zhu Hongyu pondered for a while and then said.
"The Dutch are proficient in water warfare. They are excellent both as sailors and sailors."
"If any Dutchman wants to surrender to the army, accept him and receive the same treatment as other soldiers!"
"But when recruiting, those with families will be given priority!"
Those with a family will be given priority, in other words, those without a family will not be accepted.
As soon as these words came out, Wang Ruxian understood what Zhu Hongyu meant.
There is no need to worry about the loyalty of the Dutch. As long as they can control their families and provide adequate food and wages, they will not be afraid of betrayal.
The two talked for a while, and then Wang Ruxian retreated to do some work.
Zhu Hongyu continued to stand at the top of Fuyuan City, looking at the scenery outside.
Not long after, Luo Bei came to see him.
Zhu Hongyu said.
"Bring people here!"
Luo Bei was brought to Zhu Hongyu and bowed respectfully.
Zhu Hongyu hummed slightly, and then asked.
"What's up?"
Luo Bei said.
"Yes, Your Majesty the Governor, recently, as Ming took over the Dutch East India Company's properties in Batavia, many Dutch people living in Batavia have lost their livelihoods."
"Now these Dutch people can be regarded as the subjects of His Highness Jian Guo. I hope His Highness Jian Guo will show mercy!"
Zhu Hongyu frowned slightly and said.
"How come you can't find a job?"
"Is it because they don't want to bend down to do things?"
"There are so many plantations, handicraft workshops, and infrastructure construction sites around Fuyuan City. Where can we not need manpower?"
"Why, the Han Chinese can do these jobs, but the Dutch can't?"
Zhu Hongyu's words were filled with dissatisfaction.
Do these Dutch colonists really think of themselves as masters?
You don't want to bend down to work, but you still want to get preferential treatment from him and continue to be a master?
Zhu Hongyu is not that mean, nor does he want to be called a traitor.
If you don’t give benefits to your own people, give them to foreigners?!
How stupid can a person be to do something like this?
When Luo Bei heard this, beads of sweat broke out on his face.
Zhu Hongyu just sneered and said.
"If we really can't find anything to do, Ming's labor camps are short of manpower!"
When Luo Bei heard this, he knelt on the ground with a thud, because he clearly felt the murderous intention from Zhu Hongyu.
"Your Highness Jian Guo, Luo Bei has realized his mistake, and the Dutch in Fuyuan City have realized his mistake!"
"Please give me another chance, Your Majesty the Supervisor!"
Zhu Hongyu fluttered his sleeves and walked away. Luo Bei's legs were so weak that he couldn't catch up and fell to the ground.
Cold sweat fell like rain from behind!
Just when he was desperate, Zhu Hongyu's voice came from afar.
"Just this once, never again!"
"Otherwise, all the Dutch in Fuyuan City will go to labor camps and live with the Spaniards!"
Luo Bei hurriedly got up from the ground and kowtowed vigorously in the direction Zhu Hongyu left.
His forehead hit the ground, making a muffled sound.
His heart was full of fear!
This is the power of the Eastern King. One word can determine the life and death of countless people.
When the emperor is angry, millions of corpses will be laid on the ground, and blood will flow in the oars. This is not just talk!
Although Zhu Hongyu is not the emperor yet, he already has some of the power of the emperor.
Luo Bei has no doubt that Zhu Hongyu really had the idea just now to send all the Dutch people in Fuyuan City to labor camps.
It wasn't until Zhu Hongyu walked away that Luo Bei collapsed on the ground.
His chest was rising and falling violently!
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On the other side, after Zhu Hongyu left the city, he summoned the generals of the Liberation Army who were accompanying the army to visit him.
Get ready to discuss your return trip!
Fuyuan City was finally stabilized, Malacca was captured, the Sultanate of Malacca was softened, and the Ming Dynasty's Zhengnan Protectorate was finally firmly established.
Coupled with the tense war situation on the mainland caused by the Qing army's counterattack, Zhu Hongyu felt that it was time to return.
Without letting Zhu Hongyu wait long, Zheng Chenggong and others entered the conference room.
Zhu Hongyu didn't mince words, but spoke directly.
"Everything in the Southern Protectorate has been completed. It's time for the army to prepare for its return!"