There is a song in later generations, the lyrics sing: The sea breeze blows gently, the waves you shake gently, and the young soldier will sleep! However, in the geography class, Mao Jue's geography teacher criticized this song very badly, because after the sky starts to get dark, the heat dissipation on the land is faster than the sea surface, so the land high pressure blows to the ocean low pressure, forming a sea and land breeze cycle, and the land breeze blows at night.

Fort St. Philip was built on the same architectural characteristics as a western castle, built on a hill, with the sea behind it, and there was only one and a half sides of the siege, but when the land breeze came, the flags on the castle were all floating towards the sea, and as a dozen torches were thrown on the firewood, the damp palm leaves burst out a large puff of smoke, like a devil swooping down on the fortified castle.

One of the oldest tactics in China, Smoke Attack! The Spanish defenders, who were already hungry, smoke, and a lot of messy beards immediately coughed violently, their eyes were red, tears flowed, and they couldn't even open their eyes, and the nobles hiding in the office of the castle building were not strong, Manila is located in the tropics, in order to dissipate heat, the ventilation holes extend in all directions, and now it has become an excellent channel for smoke, the smoke is billowing down, Archbishop Ondolma is rubbing his tears and coughing at the priests and apprentices to shout endlessly, close the door and close the window, But there was still smoke coming out of the corners.

The female navy Cerita doesn't need to wear smoky makeup, her big eyes are really red from the smoke, covering her mouth and nose, this girl has nowhere to escape, so she simply stuffed the cerebellar melon into the basin of water, and the cool water finally touched the pain of the smoky eyes, but she suffocated, pulled her head out suddenly, and the thick black smoke in the air once again smoked her tears and coughed violently.

Hundreds of natives kept adding fuel to the fire, and two hundred Ming soldiers carried leather whips to supervise the work nearby, looking at the smoke of St. Philip's Castle, Huang Degong yawned heavily, and went down the hill while he was lazy, leaving only a coughing sound on his back.

Early the next morning, Archbishop Ondolma, whose eyes were swollen like peaches, once again came out of the fortress with a white flag.

It's still the big table, there are wine and cigars on the table, Huang Degong is still the look of a bamboo in his hand and cross-legged, but he has changed a set of clothes, the army green hat is inlaid with an eighteen-pointed star, representing the Ming Dynasty, the green tweed military coat is quite strong, the two epaulettes on the shoulders are buttoned with golden tassels, the end of the tassel is also broken gems, a ribbon is worn diagonally from the left shoulder, the brocade embroidery on the ribbon and the cuffs is actually a four-clawed python dragon, the hideous dragon mouth reflects the majestic military uniform, There was an air of majesty.

This is Mao Jue's recently restructured Ming new military uniform, the python dragon is a product of the general military uniform only on the ornament, in his busy schedule, Mao Jue did not forget to mail him two sets, the monarch has you in his heart, for the military generals of this era, but a great honor, not to mention that he is entrusted with a heavy responsibility, today, Huang Degong is in a good mood.

Humming the Jiangnan tune, after a while, Huang Degong raised his head comfortably and asked, "What is the archbishop's doing!" ”

A face was gloomy to the limit, and the slitted old eyes stared at Huang Degong for a few seconds, and the old barbarian hummed a series of Spanish words with great difficulty.

The middle-aged translator was still as straight as ever, but in his pupils, there was a complicated expression, hatred, joy, and sadness.

"In the name of the Lord, the Governorate of Manila in the East Indies under the command of the Holy Spanish Empire is willing to surrender to your army, and ask your army to also guarantee the safety of life and property in Fort St. Philip in accordance with morality!"

"That's not going to work!"

Unexpectedly, Huang Degong opened his mouth and refused, and in Ondolema's stunned expression, Huang Degong snorted coldly.

"This time, His Highness sent Huang to take revenge, and Manbao's hands are stained with the blood of my Ming expatriate, Your Excellency, will your country forgive the murderer because he surrendered?"

"In your country, if the murdered person is not a nobleman, the murderer can be exonerated by compensation, if the perpetrator and the slain are both nobles, both sides can settle the crime through a duel, general, God's servant will not lie!"

Is there such a thing as this? Looking at Ondolma's swollen eye bubbles like goldfish eyes, the blue tendons on Huang Degong's neck couldn't help bulging out, and after hesitating for a moment, he asked gloomily again.

"Then will you Spain pay a ransom for everyone in Fort San Philip?"

Hearing this, the gracious archbishop fell silent.

Although God has mercy on the world, but the real gold coins are placed there, more than 50 nobles in St. Philipburg own large tracts of land and granges, and have enough influence to pay a large ransom to buy their lives, and the church will also redeem their lives, but no one will spend a lot of money to buy a shiny gold coin for a small soldier, and the East India officials do not have so much financial resources.

According to the hatred and greed of the Ming people, it is estimated that a few minor nobles will not survive, and there are more than 900 people in the entire St. Philip Castle, only he, the governor, a few councillors, Miss Cerita and other less than 50 people can live, and the rest will have to die!

But for the sake of their mortal ones, they will not surrender? A desperate battle? The archbishop, who keeps saying that all living beings, does not have that kind of courage.

also understood the meaning of Ondolma, and the corners of Huang Degong's mouth couldn't help but arouse a cruel smile.

"In that case, Ben will accept your surrender!"

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It is not surprising that Fort St. Philip surrendered after only one night of smoking, and there were six nobles who were smoked to death in the house that night, and there were more than forty Spanish defenders who did not dare to hide on the city walls, but the miscellaneous servants slept outside, but few died.

The dead are secondary, and the most important thing is that the overwhelming despair that cannot even be avoided is the most desperate, and hunger and pain have become the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

The confinement gate creaked, and finally the Ming army burst open, holding flintlock pistols, a large number of Ming soldiers rushed in from the door, and completely took over the smoky black city wall, and the Spanish defenders with black faces and swollen eyelids raised their hands with arquebuses and surrendered, followed by those miscellaneous servants who also trembled.

But what awaits them is still a cold gallows.

First of all, the Spanish conquistador's defenders all had to be wiped out, as the force of Manila, they must have the blood of the Ming people in their hands, but this time the Ming army did not do things absolutely, look at the face to decide the fate, look fierce and savage, all of them are served on the gallows, and the poor ones are beaten into slavery, although they are not much better, but they are not much worse than serving people, and now the demand for white slaves in the Ming Empire is also strong, which is also a lot of extra money.

Not knowing his fate, his eyes were swollen, and a large group of dejected captives obediently followed him out of the gate.

But not all of them were carried out like sheep, and standing on a stool next to the room in the governor's office, the Spanish interpreter looked out the window at the Ming army rushing in, and he roared out with tears in his eyes.

"Daddy! Grandfather! Look at the spirits in heaven. We've finally taken Manila back!!"

The stool was thrown away, and with a roar, he hung heavily on the beams.

By the time Huang Degong came in, the corpse of the translator had already become cold and hard inside! Looking at the last Manila Ming, who was silent for a long time, Huang Degong waved his hand helplessly.

"Send him to Xicheng Cemetery and bury him!"

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This one laid down his arms and was picked up, and the remaining 400 or so Spaniards were directly pushed to the gallows under Fort St. Philip, and seeing those dangling gallows, those Spanish soldiers suddenly screamed and cursed.

"You wise people, treacherous, words don't count, you don't die well!!"

Not to mention, these barbarians learned very quickly, and they were pushed to the gallows, and several Spanish conquistadors actually scolded in Cantonese, but who still reasoned with them in this kung fu, the gun was smashed in the back, the rope was hung around the neck, and you will dry the salted fish when you pull it up!

Ten people covered their necks and struggled on the gallows, and the Spaniards waiting for death below were all frightened, this kung fu, a perennial Ming merchant in Manila with a fat belly, was arrogantly strolling over, pointing at the Spaniards who were dead and sad, he deliberately shouted loudly.

"What are you yelling about? What is the perfidy of the Ming Dynasty, Ming tells you that the surrender conditions agreed by your archbishop are 10,000 gold coins per person! You didn't pay, don't you deserve to die? ”

Speaking kung fu, Huang Degong specially arranged for the Ming army to send Ondolma, Cerita and other Spanish nobles out of St. Philip's castle to each other, seeing them leave unharmed, their eyes were red, and the Spanish conquistadors who were waiting to die let out angry roars one by one.

"They're traitors! They betrayed us for their lives!"

"Damn nobles! God will punish you!"

"Go to hell, bastard!"

A series of performances, the effect can be regarded as a set-off, another group of Spaniards were pressed onto the gallows, the Ming army staff officer in charge of the execution suddenly made a look, several executioners suddenly showed a knowing look, the rope was put on the neck of the Spanish conquerors who were angry and scolding, or fearful and begging for mercy, these people pulled up the rope suddenly, strangled for less than three minutes, and then put down this batch and threw it heavily into the pile of corpses.

The executions continued one after another, and it seemed that the Ming army had also become lazy, and the bodies of the hanged Spaniards were thrown directly into a heap, and they were left behind.

The night gradually became thicker, and no one seemed to notice, the pile of corpses shook like a haunted, and several black shadows staggered down the steep cliff with their necks clutched...... Please Baidu "Throw Book Network" Thank you for your support!