It is undoubtedly extremely difficult to organize tens of thousands of people to build soil and mountains in narrow places and face bullet rains on the city walls. Moreover, these tens of thousands of people are always scattered monkeys, which is extremely difficult.

Di Wei, Zhou Qiren and Jiang Yiqin discussed for a long time and finalized the specific strategy.

As soon as the sky was dawn, the fully armed soldiers rushed into the slave camp, kept scolding the slaves, and drove the slaves who were sleeping on the ground.

The slaves who were not conscious of being slaves were awakened and sat up from the ground, opened their sleepy eyes, and looked at the vicious soldiers in confusion. The soldiers were furious and knocked on the weapons at hand hard, making a harsh friction sound, which made people feel sore in their teeth.

The weapons emitted dazzling cold light, which finally scared the slaves. The slaves stood up tremblingly, driven out of the camp by the soldiers, and came to about two miles from Batavia City.

What surprised the slaves was that there were more than a hundred large pots filled here. Under the pot, the flames were rising high, and there were beef, sheep, pigs and other meats boiled inside, emitting wave after wave of meat fragrance, which made the slaves drool.

The slaves immediately woke up from their ignorance, with a greedy look on their faces, and they all looked at the big pot closest to them. They were a little impatient, and even rushed over to the big pot. Immediately, several soldiers rushed up and knocked the slave who had acted without permission to the ground, beat him up, and dragged him back to the crowd.

Under violence, the slaves were silent and did not dare to act rashly.

What the slaves did not notice was that tens of thousands of slaves were divided into ten parts, each with about four thousand people, and there was a battalion of men guarding each. The guards were all as if they were facing a great enemy, with muskets loaded and swords and guns in their hands, as if they were ready to deal with emergency situations at any time.

At the same time, a large number of straw bags were piled up around them, and some shovels and picks were placed. A large number of gunners were gathered in front of the slaves' gathering place, and hundreds of thunder cannons were ready, with the black muzzle pointing directly at the city of Batavia.

Seeing that all the slaves arrived, I didn’t know where the soldiers guarding the slaves received the order and began to roar: “Did you see the big pot in front? Is it fragrant if there is meat boiling inside?”

The soldiers' roar was quickly translated into local language. When the slaves heard it, they became turbulent, staring at the big pot and could no longer move it away.

"If you want to eat meat, put the soil into a bag and transport it to that place..." Bingding pointed at Batavia City and then shouted: "Transport it to that place and pile it up. If anyone has fought against five bags of soil and rocks, let him eat the meat and let him go home!"

"Damn, I've taken care of you. The soil in the straw bag must be filled with you! Do you see the white thread? Put it in the white thread. If anyone puts it randomly, it won't count, start again!"

With the translations, the slaves almost cheered: Just carry five bags of earth and stones and go there? Can you let me go home? These slaves didn't realize at all what Batavia City meant to them. Perhaps, in their minds, there were just a pile of neat stones. Wu Lin Jiuxiao.

The slaves were eager to try and almost picked up the grave bags to put them in soil and stone.

"Damn it, how far do you have to carry here? Everyone, pick up the bags and shovels and go to the front!"

The soldiers scolded and drove the slaves to the edge of the city, and divided the slaves into two parts, one dug soil and put straw bags, and the other specially transported soil and stones.

After arriving at the designated location, the slaves were very motivated and, under the command of the soldiers, they began to get busy...

The Lutushan location chosen by Di Wei is located in the northeast of Batavia City. There is no moat here, and the project volume is much smaller. What's more, it is closest to the inner city. As long as it climbs onto the outer city wall, the inner city will have much less resistance to climbing the inner city under the joint shelling of thunderbolt cannons and naval fleet naval cannons.

The commotion at the city had already alarmed the city defense commander Moffni. Moffni also came to the northeast corner and looked at Lao Qian with a monocular telescope. He couldn't figure out what the Jingzhou army drove the slaves to the city. Do you want to drive the slaves to attack the city? Unlike, these slaves did not have weapons.

When the slaves under the city were divided into ten teams and began to carry bags of mud and run towards the city, Moffni finally understood the intention of the Jingzhou army. He only felt incredible: these idiots were actually thinking of lowering the Tushan Mountain under the accumulation of artillery fire and muskets? Di Wei was crazy?

Moffni had never heard of this kind of siege, so he immediately ordered musketeers to shoot to prevent the slaves from approaching. At the same time, he quickly informed Anthony and asked Anthony to make his decision.

However, Moffni's reaction was obviously half a beat slower. Before his order was issued to every musketeer, a loud noise like a rocking mountain came: the thunderbolt cannon more than two hundred feet away fired!

"fire……"

The little red flag in the artillery commander's hand suddenly pressed down, making a hellish roar.

"Boom...boom..." More than 250 thunderbolt cannons fired at the same time, and the firelight flashed at the muzzle made the entire position red. The shells flew rapidly in the air, making continuous sob sounds, making people's scalp numb.

When the shells flew over the city wall for more than a meter, an explosion suddenly occurred, and shrapnel flew everywhere, knocking the Dutch soldiers who had just arrived on the city wall, falling and blood and flesh. Some Dutch soldiers could not hold back and fell off the city wall more than three meters high, making a shrill scream.

What Di Wei never expected was that the violent shelling not only killed the Dutch soldiers on a large scale, but also scared the slaves at the foot of the city. The slaves were frightened by the sudden explosion and screamed, threw down the straw bag on their shoulders, turned around and ran back.

"Idiot! It's almost by the city wall, but I actually ran back! Go back... Go back..." The soldiers of the Jingzhou Army were furious and shouted angrily. At the same time, they installed bayonets on the gun head and pointed the musket at the fleeing slaves.

"Go back... go back..."

The soldiers shouted violently. However, the slaves had been scared to death, so how could they go back?

The chief of the whistle could not bear it anymore. When the slave appeared within fifty steps, he finally shouted angrily: "Open fire!"

"Bang...bang..."

The dense projectiles shot straight towards the running slaves, overturning the pieces of slaves to the ground. Blood splattered, howlings and continuous gunfire gathered together, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

The city wall was in chaos, and above the city wall, it was not much better. It was covered with broken limbs and legs, and blood kept seeping into the gaps in the city wall.

Moffni was shocked and ordered the soldiers to hide in the anti-aircraft cave, and at the same time, the city wall turrets were retaliated.
Chapter completed!