At five o'clock in the morning of the second day, there were several more warships at the dock of the Daming Merchant Hall, all of which were flying the bright red Daming flag.

The people around were talking about it, and some people said that this was His Royal Highness the Tang King with the southern army stationed in Luzon!

The time for the ultimatum has passed, and the Spanish colony is still in chaos, although the Governor's Office sent someone to take the initiative to explain the situation, Zhu Cijiong was unmoved, and still gave the order for the Ming army to land!

He told the envoy of the governor's palace, "Those Chinese stranded in Manila are still under attack from the natives, and your efforts, in the eyes of this king, will not declare war for the time being, as for quelling the riots, I will come myself!" ”

The Spanish envoy was speechless, he understood that yesterday the Prince of Daming personally entered the city to meet the governor, but it was just to say hello, which meant that Daming was going to send troops!

As for the follow-up, people don't care at all!

Or they deliberately caused contradictions between the Spaniards and the local natives, created greater changes, disintegrated the relationship between the Spaniards and the indigenous tribes, and the Ming army took advantage of the chaos to enter and forcibly occupy the Spanish colonies!

The Spanish army in Luzon was only two or three thousand, and almost all the local indigenous tribes were soldiers, and the elderly, weak, women and children could participate in the war when necessary.

Since the Spanish colonizers set foot in Luzon, they have relied on military deterrence on the one hand, and on the other hand, they have relied on the contradictions between the indigenous tribes to sow discord, so that they cannot unite and break down.

More importantly, the Spaniards relied on Catholicism to ideologically subjugate the local natives.

It took decades for Spain to truly rule Luzon, forming an alliance with the local indigenous aristocracy.

However, all this, because of the pressure of the Ming Dynasty and the operation of the governor Salcdo, became subtle.

To put it bluntly, the arrogant Salctor is young and does not know the sinister nature of society!

On August 20, 10,000 Ming troops approached Fort Santiago, the barrier of Manila.

At the signal of the officer guarding the city, a Spanish interpreter cautiously shouted to the city: "This is the colony of my Spanish Empire, please retreat quickly!" ”

Zhu Yujian, the king of Tang, was wearing a new-style military uniform, riding on a tall horse, looked at the castle structure, and then turned sideways and whispered a few words to the generals beside him.

The general immediately stepped out of the crowd and shouted at the Spanish colonial army on the fort: "From today onwards, our Ming army will take over Fort San Diego and quell the riots, if you stop it, it will be regarded as a declaration of war on our Ming Empire!" ”

The interpreter translated this sentence as it was, and the Spanish officer's face changed dramatically when he heard it.

He looked at the black oppression under the city, and then looked at the number one hundred and ten Spanish soldiers around him, and without saying a word, he directly led people out of the city.

Before leaving, he politely greeted Ming Jun, just like a guest who came to visit, and said goodbye to the owner of the house warmly when he left.

The Ming army ignored this group of teasers and entered the city in a mighty way.

For the first time, the soldiers stepped into this European-style castle, and the city was full of unknown Spanish, English, etc., as well as many Chinese characters.

When the soldiers saw the Chinese characters, they immediately felt a kind of intimacy in their hearts.

However, the streets of Fort San Diego are a frenzied sight, with corpses and bloodstains everywhere, both Chinese and a few European explorers.

The corpses of some Chinese were ravaged in a variety of strange ways, most of them were miserable, many of them were killed by their predecessors in a day or two, and they had already begun to corrupt, and large swarms of flies were buzzing and flying.

The streets were deserted except for groups of indigenous thugs, mostly men in their twenties and thirties, shirtless or in shabby clothes, with sturdy arms and beastly eyes.

"We are the Ming army, all the natives on the street, immediately kneel down with their heads in their hands, those who violate the order will be killed!"

Groups of Ming soldiers galloped through the streets of Fort San Diego on horseback, giving strong orders in the local language.

There was a swarthy young native, holding an old axe in his hand, pointing angrily at the Ming army, and he didn't know what to shout.

The Ming soldiers in front didn't say a word, and raised their guns to knock them down with a "snap".

Looking at the corpses of compatriots on the streets and in the shops, the angry Ming army vented all their anger on the local indigenous mob, and the 10,000 southern troops scattered throughout the city and began to hunt down the rioting natives on a large scale.

They almost saw the natives running and opened fire, and for a while, there were gunshots, shouts, and even the sound of "da-da-da" blazing thunder.

It was only then that the natives realized that they had stabbed the big basket and met the uncle!

One by one, they couldn't do it, and they began to run desperately.

There was a run and a chase, and soon, some natives were captured by the Ming army and held together.

At an intersection, two local natives were lying on the ground, holding their heads, being controlled by Ming soldiers with their knees locked to their throats.

One of the Ming soldiers kept kicking an indigenous man with his military boots, kicking the indigenous man crying and calling his mother.

It took a long time for the Ming soldiers to let go of their knees, stand up, and hit them with the butts of their guns a few times from time to time.

The indigenous man who had been tossed for a long time collapsed on the ground like a dead dog, and he didn't know what to say.

Then, a Ming army sentry came over, grabbed the aborigine's curly black hair, and lifted it vigorously, making its neck passively raised.

The sentry always shouted at the young soldiers beside him: "Li Daniu, come and cut off his head!" ”

"Yes!"

Li Daniu stepped forward, drew the bayonet at his waist, and pressed it against the indigenous man's neck, but he didn't dare to do anything.

The indigenous man struggled desperately, his eyes full of fear, but no matter how much he struggled, it was in vain.

Mr. Sentry scolded and scolded: "Damn, Li Daniu, are you still my Ming soldier?" Avenge your compatriot and kill him! ”

"Yes!"

Li Daniu gritted his teeth, as if he had mustered up his courage, closed his eyes and screamed and plunged the bayonet into the native's neck......

This was the first time he had killed a person since he became a rebel and became an officer and soldier.

The whistle boss kicked the twitching natives to the side, pointed at Li Da Niu and scolded: "Return Li Da Niu, you are a fucking girl!" Just call it Cow Lee! ”

Li Daniu lowered his head, didn't dare to talk back to the chief, and slowly digested the moment he had just given the natives......

On the other side, dozens of captured natives knelt in a row on the street, and a Ming soldier always carried a saber and pointed at them and scolded fiercely:

"You despicable, lowly, cruel, and greedy natives, listen to Lao Tzu, you slaughter my Ming people, ignore the military orders of my Ming army, and now I declare that you turtle grandchildren will be executed!"

The dozens of indigenous men did not react at all, because they did not understand what the Ming officer was saying, and their faces were full of fear and doubt.

Only one of the natives who could understand Chinese shook slightly, rolled his eyes and fainted.

Unfortunately, the regimental general did not ask someone to translate, but directly issued an execution order.

"Execution!"

"Yes!"

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! Smack......"

Dozens of rioters all had a bullet hole in the back of their heads, and their bodies fell to their knees weakly, their foreheads touching the ground, in a gesture similar to apology.

Even the frightened native was specially put into this pose by the well-behaved group leader......

By the time the execution had been completed, there was a river of blood on the ground.

Some Chinese people saw this scene in the windows of their homes, not only were they not afraid, but they were very excited, they knew that this was the army of the Ming Dynasty who had come to save themselves!

In less than half an hour, Fort San Diego, which was originally in serious turmoil, became very quiet under the bloody suppression of the Ming army, like a town in the early morning.

At this time, on both sides of the streets, there were piles of shivering natives, who knelt on the ground in terror, with their heads in their hands, and looked around.

Obviously, the methods of the Ming army frightened them, and one by one, like slaves, obediently took the initiative to kneel down and wait for the Ming army's disposal.

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