"Fa Ye !!"

The face is red and the neck is thick, the green tendons on the head are protruding like earthworms, and in the roar of the cannon commander, the cannon spits out a blazing poisonous flame, and the iron ball erupts with tens of thousands of catties of force.

With a bang, a column of water several meters high splashed up from the side of the ship, and two unlucky squid were sprayed up, squirming twice on the deck, and squirting out a butt of ink weakly.

At this time, more than 80 Mingxi warships in Manila Harbor were all top-level sail battleships of this era, ship-destroying guns with gunner scales, complex rigging, and flexible sails, each of which was soaked in the sweat of human wisdom.

However, gunpowder, shell casting, cable, canvas manufacturing, shipbuilding, to support a warship to go to sea, need a complete industrial chain as a pillar. At the same time, the land and wealth obtained by the warships going to sea for expeditions, and the wages of the workers in the industrial chain and the profits of the dealers, although it is a bloody and cruel industry, feed tens of thousands of people behind it.

Moreover, the military industry has driven the smelting industry, the transportation industry, and the capital has accumulated the original capital, and the modern Western capitalist countries have all risen through this road, and now the Ming Dynasty has also participated in the feast of this group of crows.

However, the sea breeze is rippling, the cannon roars the Manila Bay battlefield is not today's protagonist, in the north of Manila, the peak duel between the Spanish Army and the Northern Ming Army, is the most exciting highlight of today, even if the naval battle fails, Yuan Dabao can completely retreat to Cavite, waiting for the northern Ming Royal Navy fleet to continue to drive over, the distance of reinforcements, Spain and the Ming Dynasty is not a starting line, but if you can't hold Manila, the Ming stronghold in Luzon will be lost, and if you want to make a comeback, you will have to pay several times the blood.

Fortunately, the battle has been moving in the direction that Huang Degong expected.

The teammates are all on it, and you can't fight anymore, or you're looking for scolding! At the sound of the clanging of the shield, the short, dark-skinned natives of Luzon roared as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and behind them, the Spanish priests holding the shepherds and chanting the covenant loudly were even more like a large area of buffs, and the eyes of the natives were red.

The Spaniards still used their most common and killer trick to send the natives to fight cannon fodder, and the Spanish conquistadors waited for the front to be almost in front, and followed behind to pick up the cheap.

This time to send people cannon fodder, in fact, the risk is quite large, after all, Gu Moyi used twenty or thirty rice bucket nobles to exchange almost most of the Balangai chieftains and patriarchs in Northern Luzon, and the Ming army will never be idle to play this hand, who knows what will happen.

Can you not send natives as cannon fodder? Let the Spaniards themselves withstand the artillery fire of the Ming army? Let's not talk about whether he Alex can tear the angry manor lord apart, even if it is even if the Spaniards win, if there are too many casualties, God knows if the natives will rebel, after all, who wants to have more than one master on their heads?

After the large-scale "blessing technique" was sprinkled, the natives who had already stored ten layers of anger made an uproar, just like a dog that had been holding back all night, screaming and rushing out like a madman, and on their heads, the Spanish artillery also fired a burst of artillery at the right time, and more than 120 cannons of all sizes fell on the streets and alleys of Manila, and the Spanish manor was sparsely dropped, and it was even more exciting for their beast blood to boil, and when they looked from afar, they saw that there were only fish scales in their eyes like rattan shields flying up and down.

Seeing that the manor roof had collapsed several pieces, Archbishop Ondolema was distressed, as if his heart was dripping blood, and he held a "magic staff" and kept breaking the chicken behind the artilleryman's buttocks.

"Just put two shots! The meaning is on the line, hey, why don't you put it back! ”

Almost without resistance, the dense natives easily entered the city of Manila, seeing that the Spanish Red Cross flag was replanted in such a neighborhood, and the smoke behind it was getting closer and closer, Alex's heart that had been hanging finally let go, drew his command knife, and turned back to launch an order to march against the Spanish infantry who had been on standby.

However, at this moment, all the smoke, gunshots, and shouts of the "Hernán South Route Army", which had been advancing by leaps and bounds, stopped abruptly, and in an instant, most of the city seemed to have become a dead city, and Alex couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

However, the Spaniards hadn't seen the Three Kingdoms and didn't know what Zhuge Liang was, so they didn't stop because of this, but Alex swung his command knife more hurriedly.

"Onward! Fast! Go ahead!"

Amid the clatter of boots, the Spanish spearmen with spears arched forward in such a dense manner, and behind them, the firearms with arquebuses were still panting, whirring and blowing the arquebuses in their hands as they walked.

Before you know it, the artillery emplacements began to be crossed by the Spanish troops.

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At this time, the native army that rushed into the city was indeed hit by a stick on the head, a solid stick.

Not to mention whether these short and lazy natives can fight the infantry of the Jingshi Legion who were abused like Sun Tzu by military training for a day, just the shield in front of them made these natives dare not fight.

Just like the Crusaders of the Eastern Crusade, Huang Degong's command also pushed ten huge crosses forward, but the crusaders crucified Jesus on the cross, and they were bound to the cross with ten short and fat, or short and black, or simply short, fat and black native chiefs, who slowly marched forward in their bared teeth and roaring.

Yesterday, the chief of his own family, who was still shouting in the barracks to show off his martial arts, now made people appear in front of his army as a living meat target, and the blow to the hearts of the native army can be imagined.

"Chief!"

Full of disbelief, a tribal warrior subconsciously let go of the shield in his hand and screamed in dismay.

They were stunned, but the Northern Ming Army was not stunned, at this moment, a shot slammed into the door like a meteor, and their faces bloomed, and the local natives fell to the ground like a rotten tomato.

This is just the beginning, just behind the cross, crackling guns can't stop spraying over, the vine shield is indeed extraordinary to the bow and arrow defense, but for the initial speed of the bow and arrow I don't know how many times the effect of the musket, the effect is better than nothing, especially the Dongjiang musket or the pointed Minny bullet from the machine tool.

Just look at the white marks like invisible spears, fiercely pierced in the natives army, not one by one, but rows of natives were killed and killed, and the overturned hexagonal kite shield also turned back one by one like shaved fish scales.

"Shoot arrows, shoot back!"

The commanders of the natives were all Spaniards, and seeing this scene, a Spanish officer was furious and pulled the collar of a native's coat and roared.

"But, that's the chief!"

"He's not a chief anymore, he's under the control of the devil! You idiot!"

While cursing angrily, the Spanish officer simply raised his sleeves, and he also shot a short musket, and the native chief, who was tied to the cross and screamed and cursed, immediately burst out of his chest with a blood bag, and his head tilted to get a box lunch, but instead of boosting morale, this shot made all the natives next to him stunned.

"You killed my big cousin! Lao Tzu will kill you!"

The Spanish officer was still triumphantly blowing the smoke from the muzzle of his gun, and with a cold heart, he stabbed him through the back with a spear.

In the next second of this year, this angry relative was stabbed by the Spanish sword, but once the infighting was pulled away, it was not easy to clean up, and the defeated native infantry was ping pong and fighting with their own people.

On the other hand, when Alex's Spanish phalanx pressed in front of the city of Manila, the defeat of the natives had turned into an incorrigible rout, and countless natives screamed and abandoned their armor and fled from the city.

However, the Spaniards were ruthless enough, the spear stood forward, regardless of whether you were your own person or not, if you dared to hit it up, you would die directly, and in the sound of the sugar gourd, dozens of hundreds of daredevils collided and pierced directly on the spear, and the blood finally made these natives learn a little wiser, and they broke and escaped along both sides of the Spanish phalanx.

The artillery of both sides was basically useless, and the Spanish phalanx, which had stopped, was stationed in front of the street at the city gate for three or four minutes, and the more than 10,000 natives who had fled fled ran away, and followed closely behind the street, and the sound of neat footsteps was heard.

This is the first time to face the Ming army, the oriental-style cotton armor helmet and Alex's impression of the Oriental Empire does not seem to be much different, but the flintlock bayonet in their hands facing forward makes the old officer feel palpitations, watching them appear behind the natives, regardless of whether these natives can run clean, Alex is already anxious.

"Shoot!"

The Spaniards are still quite well-trained, in his roar, a row of arquebusiers neatly went out with their guns, the same sound of popping beans, white gunpowder smoke instantly filled the street in front of the city, and the natives mixed in the middle of the two armies poured eight lifetimes of blood mold, and were directly killed more than 100 people, but the smoke of gunpowder dissipated, holding flintlock pistols, the Ming army was still running forward at a neat pace as if it was not affected.

"Second row!"

The arquebusiers at the front stepped back, and hurriedly poured their guns upside down with the sticks, and another row of arquebusiers bared their teeth came out of the line, and once again, crackling gunshots rang out.

This time there was no obstacle, the casualties of the Ming army were obvious, some of the Ming soldiers walked and walked with the cuirass erupted into a fierce spark, falling backwards, some of the thighs suddenly burst out of a ball of blood, paralyzed to the side, some of the arms were bloody, but the other arm was holding a gun, and continued to advance.

However, not a single one shot back!

Is the musket an ornament? These ignorant Orientals are still fools who only know hand-to-hand combat!

At this glance, Alex was still happy, and his beard shook, and he shouted loudly again.

"Shoot, kill these barbarians!"

A third column of musketeers came out again.

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At a distance of 100 meters, the fierce Spanish conquistadors fired four rounds of guns, even the Northern Ming Army equipped with cold-forged armor killed and wounded hundreds of people, and even more minor injuries, but even if they were bearing the gunshot, these soldiers were like robots, they didn't return a shot, they just strode forward, and the vacancies of fallen comrades were quickly filled by the rear.

Less than twenty meters away, the arquebusiers in the second row had four or five seconds to reload, and the cold and shining bayonets were already in front of him, and Alex shook his head with emotion as he ordered the arquebusiers to retreat.

"Brave and stupid Orientals!"

Seeing that, as always, relying on the spear formation in front of the block, and the arquebus output in the back, it seemed that another victory beckoned to the Spaniards, and there was a bang, and the Northern Ming army, which was advancing like a wall, stopped in unison.

In Alex's rapidly constricting pupils, thousands of Beiming soldiers picked up the flintlock pistols in hand with a standard movement......

(End of chapter)