This city, which symbolizes the Spanish colonial rule in Luzon, has officially ushered in its new master, Zhu Cihong, the Great Emperor of Martial Arts!

The Governor's Mansion was the first to be cleared out, as the Ming Emperor's imperial garrison, and at the same time doubled as a temporary headquarters, and the main generals of the Ming army were stationed in the Governor's Palace.

By this time, the captured and surrendered Spanish troops, including the indigenous soldiers, had all been captured and imprisoned together.

Ming soldiers were cleaning up the city of corpses and bloodstains, searching for Spaniards who had slipped through the net, and sealing the storehouses of the colonial army.

In the west city of Manila, Xia Wanchun, who had a short rest for half an hour, began to search from house to house with his subordinates.

He took the household register recorded by the Governor's Palace and came to a courtyard.

The soldier stepped forward and knocked on the door, and even shouted and knocked dozens of times on the door panel, but there was no one inside.

"Crash away!"

In a vigilant attitude, Xia Wanchun was worried that the family was harboring Spanish soldiers, and immediately ordered a forced entry.

A sturdy sentry always flew up, and the door panel was kicked several meters away with a bang.

There was some gloom in the house, and there was a strong aroma of wine, and a good wine soldier smelled a familiar smell, which was the apricot blossom wine of his hometown.

By the light in front of the door, Xia Wanchun saw the furnishings in the house, there were several pieces of wood and bamboo on the ground, and on a common end cabinet in the Ming Dynasty, there were delicate ceramic bottles, one of which was apricot blossom wine.

Next to the cabinet, there were two boxes stacked, and a long knife was strangely placed on them.

Xia Wanchun picked it up and took a look, and couldn't help frowning, the edge of this knife had been rolled, and there was a layer of dried blood on it, and it could be seen that this was a murder weapon that had slashed people.

"Anyone?" He shouted tentatively.

"Mr. Ying, this family is estimated to be gone, and it's useless to shout.......

"Shut up!"

Xia Wanchun scolded, and he heard a small sound coming from the inner room.

Looking at his eyes, a group of soldiers immediately became in a fighting state, and forced their rifles into the inner room.

"Bang!"

The soldier who had just been reprimanded kicked open the door of the inner room and shouted at the inside with a gun: "Don't move!" ”

The inner room was darker, and a bed could be faintly seen, and several people were still crammed into the bed.

The soldier approached and observed vigilantly, squinted his eyes for a long time, and suddenly shouted: "Report to the battalion commander, these are natives!" ”

"Indigenous?"

Xia Wanchun was shocked, according to the records on the household registration, this family is Chinese, how can there be natives hiding in the house?

He lit the fire, took a closer look, and sure enough, he saw two dark-skinned natives crowded on the bed, a man and a woman, who were staring nervously at the Ming soldiers with bare feet.

Xia Wanchun asked, "Who are you?" Why here? ”

The corners of the swarthy native man's mouth quirmed, and he said a few words in a local dialect that no one could understand.

Xia Wanchun waved his hand and said, "Continue to investigate." ”

When the group arrived in the backyard, they saw countless flies gushing out of the door, almost hitting them in the face, followed by a strong rancid smell.

Xia Wanchun looked at it, and immediately his stomach was like a river and a sea, and he almost vomited.

The courtyard was covered with brown dry bloodstains, and the bodies of several Chinese-looking people were on the spot, not only men, but also women, and two children as young as a few years old.......

Obviously, this is a Chinese family that has been wiped out!

Xia Wanchun suddenly remembered the long knife on the cabinet that had been chopped and curled, he stared at the red eyes, gritted his teeth, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Damn native!" ”

When they returned to the inner room, they saw the swarthy native man jumping out of bed, trying to escape while the guards were not looking.

The soldiers on guard reacted quickly and immediately shouted with their guns: "Don't move!" Squat with your head in your hands! ”

The native man saw that the barrel of the gun was about to block his head, his eyes were fixed on the muzzle of the gun, and he slowly lowered his arm.

Xia Wanchun and the others, who heard the movement, rushed in, and several rifles were all aimed at the two natives in the inner room, and one by one the blood surged upward, heading straight to the brain.

"Son of a bitch!"

The most grumpy soldier, unable to suppress his anger, threw himself on the butt of his rifle and smashed him on the head, and finally kicked the native man back to the bed.

When the indigenous woman saw that her man was beaten and covered in blood, she screamed and pounced, hugged him and cried loudly, looking very affectionate.

The irascible soldiers went up to beat the mandarin ducks, pulled the women's hair, and forcibly pulled them away.

Xia Wanchun suddenly found that the woman was wearing a moonlight nightgown, which was also embroidered with exquisite flowers, which was obviously the costume of the Ming Dynasty.

What made him angry was that the nightgown was dirty and torn, and there were dried blood stains on the lower part, and its original owner was obviously the Chinese hostess!

Because this native woman has thick hands and feet, and is barefoot, and she is still ugly, how can she afford to wear such noble robes and robes when she looks like a lowly person?

The funny thing is that this female aborigine seemed to be worried that her body would be badly damaged by the Ming army, so she actually blocked her chest with her hands, shook her head in horror and retreated, and shouted Don't Don't, the sound was like a male duck, which was extremely ugly.

Xia Wanchun was disgusted, he couldn't bear to look at it directly, and forcibly turned his head away, while showing a painful look on his face.

The grumpy old brother was not so subtle, and directly spat on the black face of the female native.

And scolded: "With your fucking appearance, you still pretend to be a chaste martyr? Lao Tzu was almost martyred by a disgusting hero! ”

The native girl seemed to understand, and cried even more sadly.

Xia Wanchun really couldn't stay any longer, and said coldly: "Come on, take them away!" ”

The soldiers obeyed the order and went up to arrest the indigenous old lady, just like the prostitutes in later generations, and pressed them all the way out.

The female native was still struggling, and was beaten wildly by several soldiers who had been holding back for a long time, her face was swollen, and she collapsed weakly against the wall, and finally she was dragged out.

After beating him hard, the grumpy old brother beat the bloody male aborigine again, and scolded: "You despicable and cruel natives, there is reincarnation in the way of heaven, and your today is the Chinese yesterday!" ”

Obviously, this indigenous couple is going to be sanctioned by the Ming army!

During the Ming army's search of the city, similar scenes continued to occur, and many natives who killed people and crossed the goods were afraid of the Ming army's retaliation, so they hid in Chinese homes, and some simply pretended to be Chinese, trying to avoid this disaster.

There were also some highly conscious natives and Spanish soldiers who hid, and when the Ming army entered the city, they hurriedly packed up their things and rushed out of the house, wanting to escape from the city while the chaos was in place.

This situation was all bloodily suppressed by the Ming army, and the corpses were pulled out of the city one by one.