Zhao Wen looked at Putmans, who was standing respectfully in front of him, and asked: "What is your troop deployment and specific situation in Java?"

The young man standing next to Zhao Wen translated Zhao Wen's words.

Putmans listened to the language translated by the young man and looked at Zhao Wen's cold eyes, feeling uneasy in his heart.

Obviously, the reason why Zhao Wen asked this question was that he was thinking about Java.

Zhao Wen's firepower Putmans had personally experienced it. Even if he didn't know Java's troop deployment, he could easily sweep Java away.

If he were to know, it would definitely be easier to uproot the empire's power in Java.

Putmans looked at Zhao Wen and suddenly became confused.

Java was conquered by the Empire with great difficulty. The Empire could make a lot of money in Java every year, and Java was also an important transportation route for the Empire to conquer the East. If Java were lost, it would have a huge impact on the Empire.

But if I don't say it, then people like myself will probably not survive tomorrow. But if I say it, even if I escape and let the empire know about it, the empire will not let me go.

Either way, it was a death, which made Putmans confused for a while.

Although Putmans was the governor of the city of Jelandja, he didn't know much about the deployment of troops in Java, and he only knew a little bit about it.

The expression on Putmans' face changed again and again. He looked at Zhao Wen and was speechless for a long time.

Zhao Wen looked at Putmans, who looked melancholy, and scolded him impatiently: "Speak quickly, or I will send you to heaven."

Although Putmans could not understand Zhao Wen's words, he could feel a hint of murderous intention in Zhao Wen's words.

The young man translated Zhao Wen's words.

Putmans took a deep breath and said with a troubled face: "Although I am the governor of the city of Jelandja, I don't know the deployment of troops in Java. I don't know anything about the deployment of troops in the entire city of Batavia.

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When the young man explained this sentence to Zhao Wen, Zhao Wen's eyes flashed with murderous intent. Zhao Wen looked at the young man with a cold face and said coldly: "Are you sure you don't know? I advise you to still

Think about it carefully, you are in my hands now, I advise you to weigh it carefully.

Let me tell you, after I finish the work in Relanja City, I will definitely go to Java and uproot your power. I advise you to think carefully and don't lose your life for no reason."

When the young man translated Zhao Wen's words, Putmans became anxious for a moment.

He looked at Zhao Wen, tears streaming down his face, and shouted loudly: "I really don't know, I really don't know. Even if you kill me, I won't know."

Zhao Wen looked at Putmans, who was already frightened and refused to talk about his life or death, and said to the soldiers guarding him: "Pull him down."

Putmans looked at the soldiers who pulled him down, thinking that Zhao Wen was going to kill him, so he hurriedly shouted loudly.

Zhao Wen looked at Putmans's leaving figure, and a bold plan gradually emerged in Zhao Wen's mind.

"Even if we know your troop deployment, it would be troublesome to deal with it. It would be better for you to gather together and catch them all in one fell swoop, uprooting them all."

Zhao Wen stood up, looked at the sun gradually setting in the sky, and said to the bodyguards beside him: "Get Song Hu, Zhao Daniu and Mao Chengyang for me."

After a while, the three of them stood beside Zhao Wen.

Zhao Wen looked at them and asked, "How is the situation in the city now?"

Song Hu raised his hand to Zhao Wenyi and said, "Sir, everything is normal in the city now. We have also cleared out the corpses in the city. In addition to these things, we also found a large number of silver ingots in the city."

"Do you have any money? It seems that these red barbarians did not give away the looted silver. Okay, let's not talk about this. It will be dark soon. Now there are suitable campsites outside the city. Choose a suitable camp and set up camp first.

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Tomorrow, the entire city of Relanja will be cleaned up, all the rubble in the city will be cleared away, and I plan to build a city here in the future." Zhao Wen looked at a few people and spoke out his plan.

"My subordinates take orders." The three of them clasped their fists at Zhao Wen and said loudly.

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Early the next morning, the entire Relanje City turned into a busy construction site. Under the command of Zhao Wen, the 20,000 soldiers took off their armor and carried out simple maintenance on the Relanje City.

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In fact, the bastion in Relanja City was pretty good in this era, but it just met Zhao Wen.

If it were a weapon of this era, it would not be that easy to capture the city of Relanja.

Historically, when Zheng Chenggong regained the city of Relanje, he led his army to attack the city fiercely for a long time but failed to capture the city.

At that time, there were only more than 2,000 defenders in Relanje City, and Zheng Chenggong had tens of thousands of troops, but even so, Relanje City was still not captured.

In the end, a long siege was adopted. When the food and grass in the city of Relanja were exhausted, the soldiers inside could not hold on any longer before leaving the city and surrendering.

Otherwise, it will not be so easy to regain the city of Relanja.

During the siege of the city, Hongyi reinforcements continued to arrive, but these reinforcements were defeated one by one by Zheng Chenggong.

In the absence of powerful firearms, the bastion is a rather abnormal existence.

Zhao Wen thought that the future city of Relanja would be built according to the specifications of the bastion.

However, the current scale is far from enough, and it must be able to accommodate at least 20,000 soldiers.

While Zhao Wen was leading the soldiers to clean up the city of Relanje, Putmans and other prisoners were imprisoned by Zhao Wen in a simple cell built with wooden piles.

The cell was surrounded by tall wooden stakes, and the gaps between the wooden stakes were barely enough for a hand to be stretched out.

This cell contained Putmans and Shiveri and some of their men.

The other people were detained in other places by Zhao Wen.

It was Zhao Wen's deliberate decision to imprison Putmans, Shivili and their men in the same place.

There was only one soldier around the cell at this time.

The soldier was holding a 56 punch and leaning on the wooden post outside the cell, with a sleepy look on his face.

Putmans squatted in the cell, looking at the sleepy soldier, with a hint of excitement on his face.

He looked at Siviri and pointed at the soldier.

There was a hint of excitement in Shivili's eyes. He squeezed in front of Putmans, pointed at the sleepy soldier, and asked in a low voice: "What do you want to do?"

Putmans looked at the key hanging on the soldier's waist and whispered: "Those soldiers are now guarding the city of Relanjia, and this cell is relatively far from the city of Relanjia. There is only one soldier in custody now.

, I think we have a good chance of escaping."

Xivili said: "How sure are you?"

"Don't worry about how certain we are, as long as we can escape. These soldiers are extremely vicious. If we don't escape in time, there is a high chance that we will be killed by this group of people."

Putmans felt chilled when he thought of Zhao Wen's attitude towards his prisoners.

Siviri thought for a moment and then said: "In that case, let's do it. Just rush out, there will be our warships in the harbor outside.

The sailors with me can just gather enough to drive a battleship, and when the time comes, we will escape in the battleship." Siviri looked back at his men behind him and said to Putmans.

"It's daytime now. It's not easy to get the warship out. I think we should do it at night."

"I think so too, but our main purpose now is to get the key hanging from the soldier's waist outside. Only after we get the key in our hands can we have the capital to escape. Otherwise, everything will be in vain.

It’s empty talk.”

The two men squatted in the cell, looking at the sleepy soldiers outside the cell, and kept discussing.

The drowsy soldier sat with his back on the ground, his back leaning on the wooden post of the cell, nodding his head, looking extremely sleepy.

However, if you look at him from the front, you will see that this soldier is not asleep, and there is not even a hint of fatigue on his face.

This soldier was none other than the young man who translated for Zhao Wen.

He was wearing a military uniform, and the helmet on his head was pushed very low, covering most of his face, so Putmans did not recognize him.

The young man kept nodding his head, pretending to be extremely sleepy, and listened to the entire conversation between Putmans and Shiveri.

The young man narrowed his eyes, buried his head in his legs, and snored.

Of course, this snoring sound was made intentionally by him.

Putmans and Shiveri looked at the young man who was snoring and no longer moving, with excitement in their eyes.

Putmans rolled up his sleeves, stretched out his right hand from the gap in the wooden stake, and touched for the key on the young man's waist.

There was only one key hanging on the young man's waist, so Putmans didn't have to worry about which key it was.

Putmans' right hand was getting closer and closer, but the young man seemed not to notice it and continued to snore.

Putmans took a deep breath, feeling anxious.

His eyes kept flickering back and forth between the young man and the key.

Finally, he grabbed the key from the young man's waist.

He held the key tightly and stared at the young man.

"call!"

Putmans took a deep breath and slowly pulled back the hand holding the key.

The key on the young man's waist didn't seem to be firmly fixed. Putmans pulled the key back with a gentle tug.

Shiveri looked at the key in Putmans' hand, and his heart beat violently.

The prisoners behind the two men tightly covered their mouths and looked at Putmans with dazzling eyes.
To be continued...