In the history of the late Ming Dynasty, several battles were enough to turn the tide, the most famous being the Battle of Chell Gorge in the seventh year of Chongzhen.

That battle can really be said to be an opportunity given by the gods to the Ming Dynasty, crisscrossing more than a dozen provinces in the world, leaving a strong mark on the late Ming Dynasty such as Li Zicheng, Zhang Xianzhong, the leader of the exile army at that time Chuang Wang Gao Yingxiang, as for the small leaders such as Ge Zuo, there are countless small leaders, and the peasant army of about 35,000 can be regarded as the most elite backbone of the thieves in the world! Destroy them, and the Ming Dynasty can be relieved for two or three years!

But at this juncture, the great Chongzhen Emperor softened, saw the hope of victory, asked for face, and wanted to leave a name for eternity, a piece of edict, food was also made up for them, and even weapons were made up for them.

Later, Li Zicheng, who destroyed the Beijing Division, broke into a million troops, and I don't know how many were born in this army.

Fortunately, now the Ming Dynasty is free of this scourge of laymen commanding insiders, first of all, Mao Jue himself is an expert, and secondly, the backbone of the officers who make up the Northern Ming Dynasty army are all from the Far East Acheng Military Academy, Tieshan Military Academy, staff officers from academies, generals are far more loyal than the Ming Dynasty, with them, Mao Jue is not worried about the army rebellion even in the sky, so the military department can also give full autonomy to the soldiers who fight on the front line.

As long as you can win, you can fight as much as you like, merit and demerit, let's go home and talk about it!

However, feng shui takes turns, and Daming has eased up, and it is Spain's turn to bear the pain of this layman commanding an insider.

The Spanish Empire was a thoroughly Catholic country, and in the Thirty Years' War, Spain was the mainstay of the pope, and the clergy was supreme in Spain.

Alex said that he was afraid that the Ming army would run away, but he still had a layer of worry in his heart, the rapid march was not only as simple as encircling Manila, but also to join the South Road army in time, once the two armies could not arrive at the battlefield at the same time, like the famous defeat in the history of the Ming Dynasty, the bloody Battle of Salhu is the best example.

But the archbishops of the north have spoken, no matter how anxious they are, the army has to stop, and even set up the tents of the Chinese army for pomp.

The red carpet was paved, the pulpit of Sumu was burning with rich spices, carrying the silver kettle often carried by the priest, and the high priest of the northern diocese of Luzon, Osde, looked benevolent, swaying the smoke of spices.

In fact, he didn't care much about what the war was like, but Ondolema had to be saved, you must know that this guy could become a bishop of the Spanish East Indies in Manila, all because he had an uncle who served as a cardinal in Rome, that is, because he had such a cardinal uncle, if Oster let Ondolema die, then whether he won the war or not, it is estimated that he would have to go to a small village of twenty or thirty people in South America to become an ascetic priest in the future.

Not to mention that Serita also has a royal admiral's duke's grandfather.

Of these, Governor Darazan had the worst relationship, being a distant relative of King Philip II of Spain.

Alex was worried and Aust's thoughtfulness, and the capable Spanish infantry slammed open the tents and shouted, "The Ming envoy has arrived!"

With the crisp sound of military boots hitting the ground, Gu Moyi walked in with a straight body, looking at her little face under her boat-shaped hat that was sun-sheated, but looked heroic, and a group of Spaniards were obviously stunned.

In their traditional impression, the Ming Dynasty is a conservative and backward country that can no longer be conservative and backward, and it is simply impossible for a woman to come out and show her face, let alone a female officer as a national envoy, for the first time, Alex was suspicious like a wounded old wolf, and roared in a low voice: "You are really the messenger of the Ming Dynasty?" ”

"This officer graduated from the eighth phase of the Far East Acheng Military Academy, and was personally recommended by the principal of the military academy, Mr. Sun Chengzong, to the Beijing Division Corps to serve as a corps-level staff officer of the Third Field Corps. The official seal of the official waist plate is here!"

Self-reported home, Gu Moyi is really proud, although in Mao Jue's Liaodong, female officers are no longer uncommon, and most of them serve in non-combat units such as logistics offices, intelligence rooms, medical units, etc., female officers like her who are among the front-line combat troops and top up many men are absolutely rare, and she can have this official position, but she also paid I don't know how much effort and sweat to get it.

I know a little bit about Daming, and I also know that this thing is too difficult to fake, but the consistent image of a female officer and the Ming Empire is too different, listening to the translator's somewhat lame paraphrase, Alex still couldn't help but look at it in surprise.

At this time, the bishop of northern Luzon, Oster, could not wait to ask: "What is your country sending you to do, but you are asking for peace?" ”

"God will forgive the lost lambs, and as long as you withdraw from Manila, release the Governor of Darazan and the Archbishop of Ondolma, and compensate for the losses of Manila, the holy kingdom of Spain can shake hands with you!"

"Summation?"

As if hearing the Arabian Nights, Gu Moyi's beautiful cherry face first showed incredulity, and then was greeted by a kind of arrogance and disdain, which made these Spaniards present very uncomfortable.

"Your country slaughtered my Ming expatriates and started the war first, besides, this Luzon has always been a subject country of my Ming Dynasty, how can I, Ming Dynasty, sue for peace with you barbarians? Stop dreaming!"

The translator with Chinese ancestry turned green again, stumbled, and thought for a while, then he thought of using the word pagan to translate foreign barbarians, not to mention, the meaning is quite appropriate, in the eyes of Westerners in this era, all non-religious pagans are backward monkeys, coincidentally, in my Ming Dynasty, all gentiles who are not of my Chinese ethnicity are also monkeys.

Sure enough, the first time someone had his pagan hat on his head, Alex pulled out his pistol in anger like a firecracker and roared: "Damn heretic, today Sir Ben will burn you witch at the stake on behalf of God!"

This guy's face is full of hair, like an old monkey spirit on the mountain, he pounced with teeth and claws, if it was an ordinary woman, it is estimated that he would cry on the spot, but is Staff Officer Gu an ordinary woman? Frightened, her little face turned white, she opened a box with a "trembling" bang, not to mention, this thing is really like a talisman, and with a bang, the pistol was thrown, Alex squatted on the ground with his head covered in sorrow.

A staff knocked him down, his eyes stared straight at the box, and the white-robed "Gandalf" also lost his hypocritical calm, and roared angrily: "How can you treat nobles and bishops so cruelly? ”

Inside the box is an ear, which, judging by the color of the skin, is absolutely white.

"How did you treat our expatriates cruelly? In comparison, my Daming is already very merciful, and this ear is also a token for them to vote for themselves, and finally your Governor Darazan himself contributed a token! Isn't it to kill the official? Just do it! As long as I don't return to the outpost within an hour, our army will decapitate all these two dozen rice worm scum! Come on! ”

Women are crazy, not much worse than men, Gu Moyi's originally dignified cheeks are full of hideousness and mania, and he roared wildly, which made more than a dozen Spanish officers take a slight step back in fear.

Even if the translator didn't have time to paraphrase, looking at Gu Moyi's beast's roaring expression, the white-robed "Gandalf" still shrank back sluggishly, and after a while, he asked with difficulty: "Since you are not here to ask for peace, what do you want to talk about?" ”

"Substitution!"

Putting away his fangs, he became so dignified and heroic again, Gu Moyi said in a capable and hurried manner: "The commander of my family wants to use these twenty or so nobles of your country to change the twelve chiefs under your country, including Anjiali, Lubote, Lopez, and Santus!"

"Absolutely not!"

This was covering his head with a big bag, and Alex jumped up screaming as if he had stepped on his life.

Gu Moyi's want, almost including the entire Northern Luzon twelve native chieftains, in the Spanish army, more than 10,000 people are from these tribes, even if Alex usually doesn't treat them as people, but now he can use the natives to fight hard, this veteran officer who has risen in the eighty years of war knows too well what a turbulent blow to the morale of the army will be caused by handing them over.

"Why don't you change it? These people were originally subordinated to my Daming, and then betrayed Daming and took refuge in you, a typical unintentional wall grass, betrayal should be repaid with blood, I Daming only want these people to be beheaded, their own relatives or these wall grass relatives? Two for one, you'll still earn it!"

It's really a witch of change, Shunjian became innocent, pulling his fingers, Gu Moyi also calculated an economic account for them, and at the same time, the eldest lady urged with a small temperament.

"In the end, whether to change it or not, a happy word! If you don't change it, this official will be busy!"

Urged by Gu Moyi, the white-robed "Gandalf" held an incense burner, and an old face full of hypocrisy and righteousness also became hesitant.

"You can't change it! Archbishop!"

There was sweat on his head, and Alex roared fiercely like a mountain monkey, and it was rare that he also defended the natives.

"Archbishop, these natives have also surrendered to the holy feet of our Lord, and it is not lawful to persecute the lives of one Christian in exchange for the lives of even two Christians! Even if Archbishop Ondolema returns, will he be at ease? ”

Listening to Alex's roar, Osd couldn't help but be stunned......

(End of chapter)