On October 30, the South China Army huddled in the city of Simarat and did not move. Yang Tao wanted to let the news spread for a while, waiting for the news of the Chinese uprising to reach Yogyakarta and the Dutch who were suppressing bandits.

But it was not completely idle. At noon on October 30th, Yang Tao finally sent troops to stop Ximanle's rebellion. It was not that he suddenly became a virgin, but that he continued to kill. When the plan started, there would not be enough troops.

"Separate the people who came with us yesterday!" Yang Tao ordered.

This order is difficult to say. There are more than a thousand soldiers, and it is impossible for all the soldiers to have seen it. Even if they have seen it, they may not recognize it. However, Yang Tao's approach is very simple, as long as those who know him are fine.

"You, come out!" Yang Tao pointed at a dark and thin native and said in Malay.

"Point out the person who came with you yesterday." Yang Tao ordered.

It's a pity that although this native has bulging bags in his clothes and is obviously filled with things, he is not willing to betray his teammates at this time.

"You two, come out!" Seeing that he didn't speak, Yang Tao ignored him and called two of them casually. Maybe because he felt that this was not possible, Yang Tao patted his head.

"The order goes down. From the group that came together yesterday, all those who can be remembered will be picked out!" Yang Tao said to the messenger.

Soon, more than a dozen people were picked out one after another, all of whom were dragged over from the unknown town yesterday. Among them were the elderly, children, and even women.

Yang Tao called out two old men and two young men and asked them to stand with the black and thin young man.

"Now, pull out all your neighbors." Yang Tao ordered them.

Unfortunately, no one made any move, probably because Yang Tao didn't move the skinny young man just now.

Yang Tao waved his hand, and ten Chinese soldiers rushed forward and started beating them.

After beating for a while, Yang Tao grabbed the thin black young man by the neck and asked.

"Say or not?"

The thin, dark young man looked at Yang Tao resentfully, "I don't know, I don't know!"

Yang Tao pulled out his pistol and held it against the thin black young man's head.

"one"

"two"

"I don't know!" The thin black young man looked at Yang Tao and then at the crowd. He felt that Yang Tao should not dare to kill him, just to scare him. Otherwise, why would so many people be beaten together?

I can't say that. If I do, I will definitely die and be killed by these people! He doesn't dare. With so many tribesmen looking at me, he doesn't dare!

Bang!

Unfortunately, his bet was wrong. Yang Tao did not call three, but directly pulled the trigger.

Red and white were scattered all over the floor. Yang Tao stood up and walked towards another person.

"I curse you. God will punish you. You will not go to heaven after you die. You will die miserably and your body will be eaten by wild dogs. You Chinese bastards! My people will avenge me! You

You and your family will die!" This young man was very tough.

Yang Tao did not use a gun, but took the gun from the soldier, attached a bayonet, inserted it into the man's thigh, pulled it out, made some gestures, aimed at the liver, inserted it, and stirred it a few times.

Perhaps the entire city could hear the screams of this native. The remaining natives looked at the native who was screaming with blood spurting out, with only fear in their eyes.

Yang Tao walked towards the third one. This was an old man, and he hadn't waited for Yang Tao to speak.

"I said, I said, there is a bunch of them there, let me get up, I have been in the town for more than 20 years, and I know everyone in the town!" The old man knelt on the ground and prayed.

"Go!" Yang Tao said. His goal has been achieved.

Later, with the help of the old natives, the Nanhua Army pulled out more than 400 natives from the town and another 800 natives from Ximanle County, and organized them into three square teams, one for each square.

There are 400 people in the team, and there are more than 100 natives in the town in one square team.

"Do you want to intensify their conflict?" Xie Hui asked Yang Tao, looking at the hostile looks in the formation's eyes between the natives in the town and the natives in the county.

"It's almost like this. If we form up like this and let them attack the city, they will definitely not be able to work hard, but they won't be able to rebel before solving the internal problems." Yang Tao said.

"I see. Is this why you didn't stop them yesterday?" Xie Hui said with a learned expression.

Yang Tao glanced at Xie Hui: "It's almost like letting them plant hatred, but more importantly, chaos is more conducive to conveying news. It can also control the native population, why not?"

"What's that look in your eyes?" Xie Hui asked angrily.

"It's nothing." Yang Tao changed the subject and said, "Send the guns and teach them how to shoot. Don't shoot too many bullets. During the battle, shoot a few more bullets."

"Only rifles will be issued, thirty-three for each square, twenty for those in the town, and thirteen for those in the county." Yang Tao added.

"I know." Xie Hui said impatiently.

"Don't look like this. Just teach them how to shoot. Don't teach them other things, such as maintenance and aiming. Don't tell them." Yang Tao saw his impatience and continued to add.

"Yes!" Xie Hui suddenly straightened his body and saluted Yang Tao.

"Tch~" Yang Tao curled his lips and stopped talking.

Xie Hui went to train the natives, while Yang Tao sent a large number of scouts.

On the 31st, the scouts reported that a small group of the Royal Dutch East India Army, the servants of the Dutch colonial army, also called traitors, was groping towards Westmanle.

"Do the natives know how to shoot?" Yang Tao asked Xie Hui.

"You know, I've never seen anyone so stupid." Xie Hui said.

"It doesn't matter if it can be fired or exploded, as long as there is a sound." Yang Tao said nonchalantly.

"It's almost done, let's make a move!"

"Are we finally going to attack?" Xie Hui murmured.

"This afternoon, attack the city, target Yogyakarta!" Yang Tao returned.

On the 31st, more than 400 South Chinese soldiers, pulling four smoothbore cannons and escorting natives armed with various weapons, rushed towards Yogyakarta.

After receiving the news, the city gates of Yogyakarta were closed and the Dutch colonial troops who were suppressing bandits were immediately notified. Due to the distance, the Dutch who were suppressing bandits on the 1st received the letter asking for help and immediately gathered their troops and rushed to Yogyakarta.

What they didn't know was that in front of them, more than a thousand Nanhua soldiers had laid mines on the only road they must pass, set up ambush positions, and were ready!

On the afternoon of the 31st, Xie Hui led the natives to the city of Yogyakarta.

Yogyakarta is a military city, as are most large cities in Java, with the exception of Semarang, which is a trading city with Dutch forts and bunkers inside.

"Here we are, this is Yogyakarta!" Xie Hui sighed as he held a telescope and looked at the city wall of Yogyakarta that could not be said to be in tatters, but also weathered.

"Order the natives to attack!" Xie Hui issued the order.

On the front line, a squadron of Nanhua soldiers held a gun and pointed it at a formation of natives. The squadron leader was mobilizing them before the war in not very fluent Malay.

"The front is Yogyakarta, which is also your goal this time. Capture Yogyakarta, and the wealth and women will be distributed among you. Capture Yogyakarta, and we will let you go back. All the spoils you can get are yours!

"

"Think about yesterday, you rushed into other people's houses and obtained wealth and women effortlessly. In Yogyakarta, there are so many treasures and women, not only Javanese women, but also Dutch women. You don't want to

Want to taste them?”

"By defeating Yogyakarta, you will have wealth, women, weapons, and freedom. But if you cannot defeat Yogyakarta, you will all die. You all know that the Dutch army in Yogyakarta has gone to exterminate the rebels. Now Yogyakarta is defending

There are not many troops, so it is not difficult to break in!"

"Okay, enough of that, let's charge!" Maybe the squadron leader couldn't convince himself. After discovering that he had no talent for speaking, he nodded boredly and issued the order to attack.

But what he didn't expect was that as soon as the order was issued, more than 400 natives rushed towards Yogyakarta with roars, leaving all the South Chinese troops stunned.

"Is this okay? I can do it, too." A soldier whispered.

"What will happen if you don't speak? Don't speak. You're not the only one who heard it and went back to practice more. You can't think about it. Don't drag me down!" said the soldier beside him.

The natives rush forward quickly and retreat quickly.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

The defenders on the city wall fired seven or eight rounds of volleys, killing a dozen people, and then the more than 400 natives retreated. They were in a mess when they charged, and even more so when they retreated. The wooden sticks were long and rusty.

The scimitar was thrown on the floor.

"Shoot and stop them!" Xie Hui ordered.

Bang bang bang.

The native stopped, looked behind and then in front, at a loss.

Xie Hui did not apply pressure blindly, but asked them to retreat and replace the second formation. Each formation was similar. He fired two shots into the sky, then rushed up, and was killed from several to ten people.

After a while, they retreated again.

The second round was about to begin, but the natives were timid and did not dare to step forward.

Bang! He killed a native who wanted to run away. Xie Hui knew that one more shudder would be enough. These natives were temporarily useless.

"Tell them that we will support them with artillery!" Xie Hui said

Three six-pound smoothbore cannons were pushed out, and the artillery began to fire at Yogyakarta, but the distance was too far. Not only did they miss, but the range was not enough.

Yogyakarta seemed to have just remembered at this time that they also had artillery and fired at the Nanhua Artillery. Unfortunately, the Nanhua Artillery was too far away. At this distance, Yogyakarta's artillery had no accuracy.

The two sides fought back and forth like this for more than half an hour, until the artillerymen did not dare to continue fighting.

"Report, this gun is too hot and the quality is not good. The artilleryman said that the risk of firing the gun is a bit high..." the messenger said to Xie Hui.

Xie Hui looked at the sky and said: "Then don't fight. Pull out the twelve-pound field cannon and fire a few shots at the city wall to catch up the natives. If they are repulsed, retreat."
To be continued...