Chapter 948: Holland

Timor.

After waiting another six days, the marines participating in the Australia campaign had all arrived.

Zhao Xu gathered the generals to discuss the attack strategy once more and decided to launch an offensive against the Hedland Territory.

"The colonists are very clever; the colonial territories they chose all have plains, rivers, and fertile soil, but such terrain also has a disadvantage, which is that it is favorable for our attack."

As the warships sailed on the ocean, aboard the flagship Jinghai, Zhao Xu said to Pan Zhang.

This time, the first batch of marines to land on the Helande Ling numbered eight thousand.

It would require three trips for all the marine soldiers to land.

Fortunately, it only takes one day to sail from Timor to the Helande Ling.

Just as the fleet caught sight of the Helande Ling, Zhao Xu said to Pan Zhang.

"Hehe, but very soon, these fertile lands will belong to our Da Song." Pan Zhang's gaze was like lightning.

"Not just these four colonial territories, the entire Australian continent will be ours." Zhou Yi added.

Pan Zhang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.

Then, as if thinking of something, he said: "It's just, Your Highness, what do we do after occupying it? We certainly cannot allow the British to continue living on the Australian continent; what will happen if the land goes to waste then?"

Hearing this, Zhao Xu smiled.

Since heading south, he had been thinking about this problem.

Places like Luzon have many indigenous people, so one only needs to establish a Protectorate to govern them.

But the indigenous people in this place, the Australian continent, have basically been slaughtered by the British.

He could not just leave it idle after conquering it.

But encouraging the people of Da Song to migrate here did not seem appropriate either.

Because at present, no one is willing to leave the flourishing Da Song.

So after much thought, he only came up with one solution.

That is military land cultivation.

Reward the conquered land and the British assets based on merit,

and distribute them to the generals and soldiers.

Soldiers with so much fertile land will then bring their families over to engage in agricultural production together.

From now on, they will multiply and thrive here, continuously expanding the population until the entire continent is filled.

At the same time, after the war is won, he can also distribute the British prisoners from the colonial territories to the soldiers as slaves to help them with production.

And under the jurisdiction of the military, these prisoners will not be able to stir up any trouble.

Thinking of this, he shared his thoughts with Zhou Yi and the others.

Once said, Zhou Yi, Pan Zhang, and the other generals were immediately overjoyed; their mouths could not close from smiling, their eyes gleamed, and they could not wait to charge onto the Australian continent immediately.

"Many thanks for Your Highness's grace." After rejoicing for a while, Zhou Yi and the others bowed to Zhao Xu in unison.

"This is what you deserve," said Zhao Xu.

The Australian continent has plenty of land, which can not only satisfy the rewards for the marines but also the rewards for the Army, and even for people in other trades within Da Song.

From his perspective, he does not care who gets the land; he only cares about being able to firmly control the Australian continent in the hands of Da Song.

In this way, a hundred years later, the seeds he planted will gradually grow, turning the initial tens of thousands of people into hundreds of thousands, then to a million, and finally to tens of millions.

From then on, this continent will forever belong to the Da Song civilization circle.

The fleet sailed on the sea for another two quarter-hours and finally reached the coast.

At this time, Pan Zhang observed some situations through his telescope.

There were people on the coast monitoring their movements.

Clearly, the people in the colonial territory had learned in advance that they would be attacked and had been on guard.

However, Zhao Xu and the generals did not care.

They knew very well that even if the British had been arming the colonial territory during this time, there was a limit to what they could do.

A small colonial territory like Holland could not withstand an attack by twenty thousand marines.

"The beach to the northeast is very suitable for landing; let's land right here." After sailing along the coastline for a while, Zhao Xu pointed to a golden beach and said.

Upon receiving the order, Zhou Yi immediately ordered the fleet to head toward the beach.

At the same time.

The British militia observing the Da Song army on the coast quickly headed toward Helande Zhen.

The entire Helande Ling only had one town, and the name of the Helande Ling was also named after the town.

"Captain Jon, they are here, the Da Song people are here; their warships are sailing along the coast and are now heading toward the beach to the northeast of the town." The young militiaman entered the town and immediately found Captain Jon, who was responsible for defending Holland.

"Immediately ring the alarm bell in the middle of the town, have everyone assemble; we are going to slaughter them." Jon was training the militia in the town square.

Hearing the intelligence brought by the militiaman, his face suddenly flushed red, making his round face look like an apple.

The militiaman nodded and trotted all the way to the center of the town.

An alarm bell hung from a post next to a dry well, and the militiaman immediately shook it vigorously.

"Clang, clang, clang..." The clear sound of the alarm bell rang throughout the small town.

The prisoners who had been working in the plantations straightened their bodies, their eyes shining.

Governor Oliver had signed an order: as long as they killed one Da Song soldier, they could regain their freedom and live here as free citizens from then on.

"Go, boys, it is time for you to earn merit; I hope that after this battle, you too can own a plantation like me and have new prisoners work for you." At one plantation, the plantation owner shouted loudly.

The prisoners were immediately filled with longing, and some even whistled.

Subsequently, they left the plantations one after another and headed toward the center of the town.

The plantation owner also set off with a flintlock.

His father was once a prisoner, but after he was born, according to the laws of Britain, he became a free man.

At the same time, because of his status as a free man, he also obtained a piece of land.

Now, for the sake of his land, he has to go and risk his life against the Song People.

"These natives of Dongtu don't count as people; only we Westerners are true people. Dote, this time you must be as cruel as when you killed the Australian natives, and let these Song People know how formidable you are." The plantation owner licked his tongue and followed the prisoners.

Under the Alarm Bell, the people of Helande Ling soon stopped their work and came to the town.

Then, they were led away by different officers and assigned to different squads.

"Beasts, now is the time for you to hunt. The Song People have already landed on the beach in the northeast. Kill them and tell them that we Westerners are the kings of the world." Facing the people of Helande Ling, Jon clamored.

Currently, he only had five hundred regular Red Cedar Army soldiers under his command.

The rest were all temporarily recruited militiamen.

He also assigned the people of Helande Ling to be commanded by his officers.

In short, according to Oliver's plan, he turned everyone into a Weapon.

"Fight according to the plan." Finally, Jon issued the order.

He personally led five hundred regular soldiers and two thousand five hundred militiamen holding Rifled Musket toward the Trench fortifications outside the town.

The others followed behind them and likewise entered the Trench defensive line.