"Forehead ......"

Huang Degong has a record in the "History of the Ming Dynasty", telling that he fought bravely, took the lead bravely, often killed people for blood horses, and the steel shovel in his hand was often stuck in blood because of the fight and could not be taken down, and it needed to be soaked in hot water for a long time before it was loosened.

That's the case today, just took a shortcut and hit the horse with a steel wedge in his right hand, but this time he didn't pay attention, and the steel wedge in his left hand was pasted on his right hand again.

This situation was also encountered by the Ming army for the first time, and several pro-soldiers rushed to find water for help. also rushed over, Gu Moyi was really angry, and the Jingshi Legion also became an old woman, babbling in Huang Degong's ear.

"Throne, you are the head of the three armies! The general of the Fifth Corps, who has thousands of officers and soldiers in their lives, how can you personally venture into danger and fight with these pawns for their lives, if you have three longs and two shorts, what should you do with the corps and our subordinates? ”

In the army before, no one dared to talk to Huang Degong like this, but the tone of concern in the reproach, Huang Degong also heard it for the first time, sitting on the military bench holding an iron whip like a statue, Huang Degong shook his head with a smile, didn't speak, paused for a few seconds, he pointed the steel whip forward.

"Mo Yi, what do you think of this foreign girl?"

"She?"

Miss Serita, who had just shouted that she would rather die than be free, also came to a real fragrance warning at this time, and under the death gaze of Huang Degong, the god of death, she sat on the ground in fright, like a little fox who was extremely frightened and did not dare to move, without resistance, she let the two pro-soldiers hold her slender arms and pull them back, and tied them with a circle of hemp rope, and a pair of jade wrists were tied red by the hemp rope with burrs, but until the Ming army pulled the back rope that tied her hands and hung it fiercely, The wrong pain in the joints made her wake up suddenly.

The cheeks are bulging, the full chest has to be stiffly pushed forward because of the binding and hanging, full of unconvinced, the Spanish chick is clenching her fists and pulling her little hands from side to side, but how can her little strength compete with the strong hemp rope?

Seeing her being escorted back by two Ming soldiers' arms, Gu Moyi, who glanced at it a few times, was also a little difficult, even in later generations, Chinese seem to look the same to foreigners, and similarly, foreigners seem to look like carved out of a mold for Chinese.

To tell the truth, this Spanish chick's appearance is really not the curly blonde hair like the waves of Gai, milky white skin, a small face with a little baby fat in the delicate and slender face, and I don't know if it is the genetic inheritance of the navy family, raising such a standard Western beauty with typical breasts and thighs.

But she is not in line with the oriental aesthetic views of this era, the aesthetic requirements of the Ming Dynasty for women are gentle and graceful, introverted and shy, and it is very strange that the aesthetics of Chinese people on women's big breasts have been influenced by Western culture until the end of the Qing Dynasty.

"Why is she also a noble lady, she should be considered good-looking! It's just not as good-looking as me, Junzao, do you want to taste the exotic scenery and take her as a concubine? ”

praised himself very much, Gu Moyi nodded a little in agreement, but unexpectedly, Huang Degong shook his head and asked again.

"Mo Yi, you are from Liaodong, and you have met Lord Adriana, the secretary general of the regent, right? Which one is pretty, this girl or Aderena-sama? ”

In the next sentence, Huang Degong, an iron man who whipped people with an iron whip and didn't beat people's heads, actually hesitated a little.

"If you sacrifice her to the regent, will the regent be happy and look down on me?"

Born in Liaodong, the most particular thing is to be pragmatic, conspiracy and trickery, and make plans Gu Moyi is in the line, but this is the dignified regent Mao Jue who went to the back door to give gifts and bribes, and she is also the first time that the eldest girl has been on the sedan chair, and she is also choked there.

"This ......"

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The small episode did not affect the joy of victory, this time's attention, belongs to the Ming Dynasty, with the return of the soldiers, the entire city of Manila is boiling, the Ming immigrants who had fled with a stomach of resentment were all excitedly returned, scrambling to take out eggs, fruits, noodles and other rewards from home, desperately stuffed into the hands of the soldiers, those natives who lived in Manila also found the fear and awe of Zheng He when he went to the West, kneeling on both sides of the road, and kept kowtowing, here, Even those short Japanese donkey cavalry were stained with it, and they didn't trust this army, so after the battle, Huang Degong ordered them to play freely, and these guys didn't lose the title of wall grass, and they didn't appear on the main battlefield.

But they are caught up with the defeated natives, anyway, the big guys are about the same height, and there is no difference in physique, these guys under the power of the fox and the tiger are stunned to kill the tens of thousands of natives, kill two or three hundred people, and capture back five or six thousand people, without the Spaniards behind the musket to supervise the battle, these guys are simply weak and sheep, and these Japanese mercenary cavalry with their heads drooping down their horses are driven away, and hundreds of people are driven back in horror and frustration.

As for Huang Degong himself, he was like a hero, being held high on the shoulders of the soldiers, and until now, the blood clot in his hand has not yet dissolved, and the steel whip is still firmly stuck to his right hand, but it just adds the blood on the armor and this whip, which adds a lot of majesty to him.

It is no wonder that these immigrants are excited, many people have lived at sea to earn a living, but since the end of the Ming Dynasty, overseas Chinese have been a history of blood and tears, such as the direct massacre of the Spanish authorities in Manila, and the small sporadic bullying is countless, and even some Chinese have to sell themselves to white people as slaves for more than 20 years after going to sea in exchange for asylum and a little meager salary.

It is precisely because of the inaction of the Ming and Qing dynasties that the identification of Southeast Asian Chinese in later generations with China is really too weak to be weaker.

But now, Da Ming has finally stood up for his people.

And everyone is not a stranger who has left their homeland, they can pat their chests in a dignified manner, Lao Tzu is the master of this land!

At this point, though, it seems that some people have been forgotten.

The rumbling cannon still shook the sky, and the two huge fleets facing each other still kept spraying angry smoke on each other's bodies, and in mid-air, a rapid whistling sound was heard, and more than a dozen iron balls flashing with golden light fell down with a scream, and in the sound of poofing, they smashed up a column of water several meters high under the water vapor, and two more rolled down to the deck, and the Spaniards were really a little sassy, and the red-hot solid iron balls didn't roll twice, and they burned a cluster of sparks. In a panic, several sailors hurriedly took the wet canvas and slammed it on.

Hiss~

The smell of burnt wood wafted along with the water vapor, choking the fleet commander and even the parrot on his shoulder coughed violently twice, but his mind was no longer on the battlefield, Yuan Dabao looked back at the telescope depressedly, looking at the crackling firecrackers in Manila, the lively celebration, he slapped the short leg with the wood again.

"No one cares about Lao Tzu?"

"Admiral! Those westers are going to run away!"

Leng Buding, the first mate's sharp shouting came from behind, and suddenly put the telescope back again, Yuan Dabao grinned and roared: "Pull the sail and chase Lao Tzu!"

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In June of the third year of enlightenment, the battle of Manila, not only for the Ming Dynasty, but also for the world history opened a new chapter, first of all, the Ming Dynasty replaced the old colonial empire Spain, became the new hegemon of Southeast Asia, from Luzon to the north shore of Borneo, and then to the entrance of the narrow Strait of Malacca, all fell into the control of the Ming people, and the Western colonizers wanted to come to Asia to do business, they had to honestly pay taxes to the Ming in Manila, and pay tribute to the pirates in Malacca.

Secondly, in front of the military generals with real power, public opinion has once again achieved a complete victory!

The bloody clothes and armor of the fight were simply not washed, and two pigs were killed on the other end, and the pig's blood was splashed out, and a large group of unlucky soldiers of the Beijing Division Legion were lying on the ground "scarred", and Huang Degong himself touched the blood, with the "only" few personal soldiers, and fought bravely against the enemy.

As for the other side, the captured Italian mercenaries also really have a talent for drama, according to the orders of the Ming army, with spears in front and muskets in the back, all of them are "extremely vicious" and "grinning with teeth", in short, they are a villain.

A large group of people gathered in the center of Manila, and also attracted hundreds of citizens to watch, more than a dozen soldiers of the Beijing Division to maintain order, three wearing gold-rimmed glasses, but with long hair in the traditional Ming Dynasty, and artistic young men in Taoist robes holding charcoal and painting rapidly.

A literary young man with a ponytail and a small notebook in his hand who hurriedly recorded it was dissatisfied and muttered loudly.

"The majority of readers don't like anything that will collapse at the touch of a button, and those who were reported by the imperial court during the Chongzhen period will not believe it! The battle has to be tortuous! It must seem that our army paid several great costs and sacrifices, and through bloody battles, it bravely defeated the Western Barbarians! That's how there are ratings!"

"General Huang, your expression is too majestic and serious, be miserable and desolate! I feel like I'm crying for the soldiers! Oops, why are you so stupid! Look at me!"

I really can't understand why I want to pretend to be miserable when I defeat it beautifully, it's just a textbook level? It's just that other reporters write reports, and if they want to make headlines, they have to listen to others, with a stiff old face, Huang Degong was stunned to make this hairless Imperial Capital Daily scholar pinch his face and pinch out a bitter gourd face, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, his beard was covered with a piece of pig's blood, and he didn't dare to move.

Sasha's charcoal sketch sounded evenly, and on the side, holding a stack of papers, Gu Moyi also stood with a bitter face and watched the excitement, seeing that his boss was torn off a few tiger whiskers by this tossed reporter, and finally made a sad and angry expression with tears in his eyes, and the beautiful staff officer finally shook her head helplessly.

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