[255] Bing refers to Manila

Under the city of Manila, it is now a real sea of corpses and blood, and two groups of natives wield bows and arrows, axes, machetes and spears to fight under the city of Manila. However, the Spaniards in Manila and the Ming army outside the city watched from the wall like spectators.

At first, the fight between the two groups of natives was just forced to be helpless, but as more and more people died in the battle on both sides, some tribes that already had feuds fought between each other. So Song Youliang decided to add fuel to the fire and took out some silk, porcelain and broken silver to reward the most murderous natives. And promised that after entering Manila, the Spaniards would give them all their possessions. As a result, these simple-minded natives are even more excited. Every day at dawn, he screamed and took the initiative to attack the city.

The Ming army has been driving the natives to attack the city for seven days, and in the past seven days, at least tens of thousands of natives have fallen under the city of Manila, and every night, the Ming army has to drive the natives to collect thousands of corpses from the city and bury them in the field. Only then did there be a brief peace between the two sides, and the Ming army had to divide the corpses for tomorrow's siege, and the Spaniards were afraid that leaving the corpses in place would stink and cause a plague.

Under the constant bombardment of the Ming artillery, the city of Manila had an inexhaustible gap, and the defenders of the city were exhausted to death, and the Spaniards simply gave up their efforts to repair the city walls and retreated to the inner city.

Despite the death of so many people, the natives under the city did not decrease by half a point, but tended to increase, and the cavalry of the Ming army did nothing, just kept sweeping on Luzon Island, replenishing the natives to the army attacking the city. And then with a small benefit as a reward, these natives will voluntarily go to the city of Manila to play for their lives.

"Forward!" Xiao Qilin Fire Lion is a third-generation Chinese immigrant from Manila, who narrowly escaped the massacre, and now he shouts in a hoarse voice, driving the natives forward, even though he speaks the native language very well, but now he refuses to say a word, because he does not speak a word of Chinese, which will add to his pride. In order to drive the natives to attack the city, these days he also does not know how many retreat or refuse to move forward natives, in his heart, killing the natives is much simpler than killing pigs and sheep, killing pigs and sheep to sharpen knives, to prepare ropes to tie, and killing people only need to pull the plate machine.

"Kill!" The natives on both sides of the war began hand-to-hand combat again, and although there were countless gaps in the city wall, there were too many natives attacking. Most of the people still had to climb the wall, and even if they entered the city through the gap, they had to attack on their backs, and they were subjected to the condescending blows of the natives in the city.

With the support of religious beliefs, the natives in the city used rudimentary weapons such as broadswords, spears, sticks, stones, etc. to resist the attacks of the natives outside the city, and such sieges were no different from the sieges of the city thousands of years ago, but the cannonballs that flew over their heads from time to time reminded everyone that this was a war dominated by firearms, and these natives never dreamed of this consequence when they followed the Spaniards in the massacre of the Chinese in Manila.

"Stand down, stand down, you devils." The natives of the city slashed and slaughtered, and shouted to the people under the city.

"Let's go in, and when we enter the city, we can divide the white people's money!" The city was also crying. Shouting, they have no choice, whoever dares to turn their heads back, immediately there will be bullets flying from behind.

"God~~ I can't stand it!" After a native defending the city cut down three siege natives who spoke the same native language as himself, he threw away the weapon in his hand and retreated, seeing that the city wall fell to all his own people, no matter how ruthless his heart was, there was a time to soften.

But the natives who besieged the city did not have the slightest mercy, and a bamboo spear pierced into the lower abdomen of his **.

Unable to kill, and not wanting to be killed, seven or eight more natives threw down their weapons and fled into the city, where a small gap appeared in the wall.

"In, in~~" The natives under the city cheered, rushing towards this gap like a tide, and the gap became bigger and bigger, and it was in danger of collapsing at any time.

Bang! Bang!

A group of Spanish soldiers rushed up from behind, shot all the retreating soldiers, and killed a few more natives who entered the city outside, trying to plug the entire gap.

"In God's name, children, don't retreat~~" Grady yelled hoarsely

Even more terrible than the casualties was the exhaustion of the troops, and the fact that the soldiers did not know when such an attack would come to an end, and the Manila defenders generally despaired

"The city is broken, the city is broken." Another gap was opened, and countless natives rushed in through the breach, and the natives alone could not resist it.

The nearest Spanish soldier hurriedly rushed to the gap, this Spanish soldier has filled three gaps in a row today, and the number of people has dropped from 50 to 45, the most important thing is that the strength of the soldiers in this team has been consumed too much, and it usually takes two or three minutes to reach the gap, but now it takes twice as long to arrive.

Hundreds of natives had already rushed into the city, and many more had rushed up from behind, and the defensive line they had formed could no longer close the gap, and the Spanish soldiers who had caught up with them fired only one shot, and were overwhelmed by the tide of natives. They could only drop the muskets in their hands and rely on their sabers to drive the natives back down.

Bang! bang

The regular army of the Ming army also approached the city wall behind the Turen and shot and sniped at the white men dressed in Spanish clothes. There were fewer and fewer Spanish soldiers, and most of the natives who had harvested threw away their weapons, crouched on the ground with their heads in their hands and surrendered, or found a corner to hide

"My lord, the city is broken." Seeing the natives pouring into the city, widening the gap wider and wider, and the Ming army behind them also climbed the city wall, a thousand generals shouted.

"Grandpa is really wise, he took a fortified city with 100 casualties." Another Qianzong seized the opportunity to slap Song Youliang's sycophants, as for the dead natives, it doesn't matter if he is 20,000 or 30,000, naturally he doesn't need to be counted in the list of battle damage.

"Wait." Although the corners of Zhou Guoqing's mouth, who were supervising the battle on the front line, showed a smile, he did not lose his calm.

"Cavalry attack!" This gap is obviously not something that the Spaniards can plug in a short time, Secretary Zhou decisively ordered, five hundred cavalry rushed towards the gap like arrows, these five hundred cavalry have been recuperating, and they did not even participate in the operation of capturing the natives, waiting for it to be used at a critical moment.

The cavalry of the Ming Dynasty did not care whether they were helping their own natives or fighting their own natives in front, as long as they were not Ming soldiers, they were like tanks, trampling and crushing all the way through the horses. As the first Ming horse stepped into the gap, the Ming cavalry on horseback raised the folding cartine and fired two shots in succession, killing the commander of the Spanish garrison, Rodrigo, and the city of Manila had no power to recover

With the rumbling sound of horses' hooves and the sabers and carbines of the Ming army, the confidence of all the defenders was shattered, and at this moment, whether it was a native or a Spanish soldier, the only thing to do was to escape, and if it was a little slow, it would be slashed by the sabers that came after it, Manila was like a wall with leaks on all sides, and could no longer stop the wind and rain.

Seeing that the general situation was gone, the Spanish governor Bourran had no choice but to untie his sword, took out a white shirt from the box, and said to the trembling guards beside him: "Surrender~ God will not want to see the Spaniards die in the Philippines." ”

The guards didn't go out with their shirts yet, but they heard a clang, and the door of the room was kicked open, only to see the old man Lin Guofeng wearing a Ming military uniform, holding a short firearm and a goose feather knife in his hand, glaring angrily at Bourlan, "Lord Governor, do you remember me?" Old man Lin Guofeng sneered

"You are? Are you Lin? Bourlan's face showed fear and panic, "Kill ~ kill him ~!" Bourlan pushed the guards around him forward, trying to use him as a shield. The guard fell to his knees with a thud and threw away his weapon

"Coward!" Bourlan picked up the saber on the table, and was about to draw the sword, only to hear a bang, a cloud of red quickly began to spread in Bourlan's left chest, Bourlan looked at the old man Lin Guofeng in disbelief, and slowly collapsed to the ground

After Lin Guofeng stayed in the army for a while, he was already deeply infatuated with the army, and his former identity as a lumber yard owner had long been forgotten by him. What if you have money, if you don't have the strength to protect yourself, more money is a scourge, the two massacres of the Chinese by the Spaniards can be fully explained, and after joining the army, Lin Guofeng and others, who used to have to accompany the natives all the time with a smiling face, are not only now honest in front of the natives, but also the invincible Spaniards are also crushed in front of the Ming army. Lin Guofeng regained his dignity as a human being and his pride as a citizen of the Ming Dynasty

"Who? Come out! Suddenly, a Ming soldier stepped forward and pulled out a white and fat white woman from a closet.

"Oh, it's the honorable Lady Angelina!" Lin Guofeng recognized at a glance that this was Lady Angelina, the wife of the Governor of Boerland

"Lin, for God's sake~~ Don't kill me!" Mrs. Angelina removed the necklace from her neck, the ring from her finger, held it in her hand, and pleaded with Lin Guofeng in Spanish

Lin Guofeng slammed off the jewelry in Angelina's hand, rushed forward and pressed Angelina on the oak table that Bourland used for office, "Lady Angelina, I am a lowly Oriental native in your mouth, how can I take such a valuable gift from you?" Lin Guofeng teased

"That~~ then what do you want to do?" Angelina's face was full of horror

"What your husband has done to my wife and daughter, I will take double my revenge on you!" Lin Guofeng grabbed Angelina's corset and tore it hard, only to hear a sound, and a pair of white, big and full twin peaks were exposed

"Oh~~~" The Ming soldiers present were all seeing a red-haired woman for the first time, let alone the body of a red-haired woman

"Brothers, I'm old, and I can't afford to avenge my wife and daughter~~" Lin Guofeng continued to tear Angelina's clothes and said with a smile: "You are all young and strong offspring, are you willing to do me a favor to the old man!" ”

The soldiers of the Ming army understood, and they all smiled lewdly: "Everyone is their own people, what are you polite, we have helped with this favor~!" ”

"Then thank you~" Lin Guofeng slapped Angelina hard, then arched his hand to the Ming soldiers, and said, "Remember not to leave your mouth alive after you are done." ”