The Port of Manila is divided into two worlds in the heavy rain, and the solid masonry buildings have survived too many typhoons and have been repaired to become more and more stable.

The Philippines, like most of its colonies around the world, does not send much troops. In 1866, the Spaniards had less than two thousand regular troops in Luzon, and a Spanish regular army of less than 300 men was stationed in the port of Manila. Their role is to protect the Port of Manila. The Governor's Office told them that three days earlier a Chinese fleet had arrived near the Philippines and had asked them to defend themselves tightly.

Not long after receiving the order, a typhoon came, and the regular army hid in the fortified fortress according to the old rules and began to have fun. The Spanish army firmly believes that no one will carry out military operations in this weather, not the Spaniards, let alone the Chinese.

Before the Spanish captured Luzon, there was a consensus among the European countries that arrived in Southeast Asia that Luzon was an overseas province of the Ming Empire. The Spaniards seized Luzon for two hundred years, and the Chinese never moved to recapture Luzon. The Spaniards had long believed that Luzon would never be attacked by the Chinese.

The affairs of the port are busy, and the defenders have to go out on patrol on weekdays, extort according to the rules, and honor their superiors. On typhoon days, this qiē can be avoided, and everyone can rest comfortably in a strong fortress. The bosses are happy in their mansions, and the soldiers are happy in the fortress, but they also complement each other.

The Spaniards are a passionate people, so there are musicians and dancers in the fort. Some of the gi girls were in the house, and that was the privilege of the hiata girls. A local Luzon girl lay on the table in the hall, next to the soldiers waiting in line. The soldiers were not idle during the waiting time, and they sat in a circle to gamble money.

The smell of wine, the smell of smoke, the sound of music, cheers, moans, shouts, overflow the fortress with human desire. If it weren't for the closed doors and windows to keep out the wind and rain, the desire would have erupted from the fortress and flooded into this port.

The thick gate of the fortress suddenly opened, and it was the same hole as it literally opened. The explosion opened a huge hole in the gate, and pieces of wood and iron slammed into the halls of the fortress. There was also a hint of moisture, but a fresh wind that exploded into the hall.

A moment later, black things flew into the fortress one after another from the big hole, and landed among those who were overwhelmed by the fright. The Spaniards had been slowed down by days of indulgence, and it was true that they had never seen grenades developed by China. The white smoke of the iron guys exploded one by one, and the fortress was filled with ghosts and wolves.

The attack of the Liberation Army was much easier than expected, and they arrived at the port of Luzon despite the harsh wind and rain, and the troops found that the port was not defended at all. The scout ran back to the starting position with knee-deep water, and before he could speak, his comrades handed over one kettle after another. The scout took a sip, which was ginger soup with brown sugar. When the red soup and ginger soup entered his stomach, the investigator immediately felt a warmth spread from his stomach to his cold limbs. He shuddered, felt refreshed, and focused a lot.

"There are no enemy defenses, and it looks like they're all cowering in those strongholds." The scout said.

Such good fortune came as a surprise to the commander, as long as the enemy defended a little, the attack of the Liberation Army would run into problems. It's understandable that the enemy has no defenses, but it's a surprising blessing. Will there be ghosts? The thought crossed the commander's mind. But turning his head to look at those tired and even sluggish soldiers, it was really difficult for the troops to perform more physically consuming tactics. The commander made up his mind, and he ordered: "All troops attack the main points, and the battle is quickly resolved!" ”

The Liberation Army had long been prepared, and the goal of the attack was extremely clear. Lighthouses, watchtowers, fortresses of the Spanish garrison. The troops all drank the ginger soup from the thermos, and before the heat disappeared from their bodies, the troops attacked.

The Spanish fortress was the quickest to be breached, and when the troops reached the fortress gates with knee-deep water in the streets, there was not even a single guard at the gate. Blow open the gate and throw in a bunch of grenades. The successive explosions had just ended. The Liberation Army entered a messy hall.

As soon as they entered, everyone was a little dizzy from the foul air mixed with various smells. But this little trouble can't stop the Liberation Army. Most of the enemy was wounded, and the Liberation Army went up to replenish their guns one by one. There were also a few people in the middle, so the guys who weren't injured understood at this point that the enemy was coming. Their first instinct was to grab their pants and go straight to the stairs. The Liberation Army can be said to be well-trained in this response. Naturally, several groups of three began to shoot at them. Bullets whistled and knocked the guys down from behind. They let go of their pants and tumbled down the stairs.

There was also a petty officer who was quite unusual, and in a hurry, he drew his command knife and rushed over. A team of three began firing three meters from the officer, and the huge force of the bullet sent the man back a few steps, blood gushed from his chest and mouth, and after a few convulsions, the Spanish petty officer was killed.

It was already evening, and it was as dark as late at night. After the Liberation Army occupied the key point of Manila Harbor, it did not pause, and the troops dragged their tired bodies to light up the bright lights on the lighthouse. An hour later, a group of blackened warships approached Manila Bay and headed straight for the harbor.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, the Chinese warship finally docked in the port of Manila, surrounded by a bay, and the wind and waves were much lighter. At twelve o'clock in the evening, the first warship finally came to a solid stop at the pier.

On 7 September, the Spanish governor woke up in the morning to find that the rain had stopped for a while. As a rule of thumb, the rain will stop completely for the next day or two. The immediate effects of the typhoon will end, and the wealthy will be able to breathe a sigh of relief. They would start repairing the houses damaged by the typhoon, and it was a good day for the craftsmen to earn money. As for the poor houses...... noble lords have no reason to care so much. They care about how many beautiful girls they can buy cheaply from poor families.

As for the announcement of the declaration of war by China received a few days ago, the Spanish governor also felt a little worried, and he was most worried about the news of the Spanish fleet. The Governor stretched out in bed, and when he got up, he would have someone go to Manila Harbor to inquire about it. Manila City is still quite far from the harbor, and the information is interrupted on the day of the typhoon, and it takes two days for the news to go back and forth.

The Governor got up and sat down at the dining table, and as soon as he ate a piece of bacon, he felt the whole Doge's Mansion vibrate, and then the rumbling sound of cannon came into the splendid dining room. With Bacon still on the fork in his hand, the Spanish governor looked out in amazement. What's going on? Did the powder magazine explode just after the typhoon? The Governor thinks it shouldn't be!

Soon, the Governor sensed that something was wrong. If the powder magazine explodes, it will only blow up a few times before it stops. Explosions rang out one after another, as if a fleet was shelling Manila mercilessly.

The Chinese fleet was indeed shelling the city of Manila. The 5,100-ton battleship did not dare to take any chances, and the 3,100-ton cruiser and the 1,600-ton destroyer and frigate sailed from the Luzon Bay (Manila Bay) into the Bashi River, and went upriver to the side of Manila, where they began to fire heavily on the city on the side of the Spanish Governor's Palace.

After a day's rest, 2,500 men of the 5,000 Army were engaged in the landing operation. Before the shelling began, the commissars spoke, "These Spanish cities are ruined and destroyed, just in time to build new ones." After that, there was no more Manila. This place has been Luzon of China since ancient times, and it will only be called by this name in the future. Comrades, destroy the Spanish bandits with artillery and wipe them off the map completely! ”

The Bashi River was not as bumpy as the sea, and the army finally regained their spirits. At the same time as the shelling, the landing began to land in small boats carrying troops and equipment, preparing to launch a ground attack on Luzon after the shelling was over.

On September 19, Nanjing received information. The three groups of landing troops set out from Taiwan and have already seized the island of Luzon in northern Luzon. The Spanish army in the northern island of Luzon was completely annihilated, the Spanish governor surrendered, and the civilian and military generals, including the governor's palace, were about to be transported to Nanjing for trial.

Foreign Minister Zuo Zhidan asked the Spanish governor at the meeting what the outcome would be, and Wesé replied coldly: "They will all be hanged." How to deal with Britain and France, I will have to trouble you. These two countries will have to shout a few times. ”

On September 22, the Spanish Governor's Office was brought to court in China. On September 29, a judge sentenced to death all captives in the Spanish Viceroyalty for the crime of killing Chinese citizens.

On September 30, the British and French ministers received the news, which was announced on a notice posted on a billboard in front of the Chinese Supreme Court early on the morning of the 30th. The British and French ministers hurriedly went to find Zuo Zhidan, but they were closed. The office staff said that the foreign minister went out and did not know where he went.

This would have made the British and French ministers very anxious, and such an execution would have been unimaginable in Europe. Everyone fought for the colony, and if they captured each other's high-ranking personnel, they might also be executed, but they were all secretly killed, or they were allowed to die a "natural death" in prison. Such a merciless public execution would be a complete tear of the face. Let the two countries fall into a state of absolute hostility from now on.

They were right, and Weeser was the one who had that. Europe is too far away, and with the level of technological development, Weeser is afraid that he will not be able to fight Western Europe until he dies. Completely offending a Spain is not a problem at all. Such executions are actually a domestic statement that China has no fear, let alone forgiveness, for the warring European countries. Since China wants to become a modern nation-state, this kind of declaration is inevitable and necessary.

Outside the beautiful autumn city of Nanjing, tens of thousands of people watched the execution. The Spanish invasion and massacre of the Chinese overseas provinces during the Ming Dynasty was well known, and the propaganda team led by Zuo Zongtang hyped up the Spanish fraud and murder of the Chinese in Luzon for centuries. So seeing those people in the Spanish Governor's Palace being dragged to the execution ground, tens of thousands of Chinese roared together.

"Kill these Spaniards!"

"Hang them! Hang them! ”

The roars of tens of thousands of people converged into a strong aura, and those foreign embassy personnel who tried to come to see the situation felt strong pressure. If it weren't for the armed police, I am afraid that the Chinese people would rush over at this time, and it would be unfavorable to these foreigners. Even with the protection of the armed police, the angry gaze stolen by the crowd made the embassy personnel of various countries feel a visceral fear.

Later accounts go so that the Spanish governor was the first to be dragged to the gallows, and when he was hoisted high, the crowd cheered as his body instinctively writhed and struggled. And when the members of the Spanish Governor's Palace, who were waiting to be hanged, saw the feces and urine rolling down their trousers after the Governor's death, they were still frightened even though they were not dead. R1058