The fifth volume destroys the barbarians and sweeps the world

Arad and Alberta, standing on top of the battery, stared at the black smoke rising from the north.

They knew that it must be the enemy's means, and although they did not know the enemy's intentions, they knew that such a strong army would never be untargeted.

When the sun sinks in the west, it shines brightest, and there is finally movement in the north.

Arad looked through the binoculars and saw a dense and boundless crowd of people, being driven by the enemy towards the fort, and from time to time soldiers stepped forward to whip and scold, and even beheaded people to speed up.

Arad turned pale and exclaimed to Alberta, "That's the Tagalogs of Olongapo, are they going to consume us with natives?" ”

Alberta was also shocked, shook his head and said tremblingly: "I don't know, if they really dare to be so ***, they can't hold it."

God, are they the devil when they are so cruel? ”

Arad smiled bitterly: "I heard Lieutenant Colonel Cueva say that Governor Acuña also let them do this.

This is the fire of revenge of the Ming people, may God forgive us, may God bless us, send the black monkey out to negotiate, and ask the Ming generals to accept our decent surrender.

Otherwise we will fight for Spain and for life, and even death in battle will cost them dearly. ”

It's a pity that Da Ming didn't agree.

The Tagalu people sent to negotiate were cut down by Zhao Laosan, their limbs twitching constantly, and the blood spurting from their necks soaked the white flag.

Adela smiled wryly and put down her binoculars, turned back to Alberta and said, "Tell the soldiers that this is the last battle, and may God bless us." ”

Alberta nodded silently, turned around and climbed up the high battery, pointed to the Dingnan army in the north and said in a loud voice:

"The enemy is coming with revenge, they do not accept surrender!

Soldiers, for God, for Spain, for life, we will fight to the end!

Crush them, kill them, consume them until the last moment of their lives, when death comes, and let the enemy shed every drop of blood.

God bless Spain! ”

The Spanish soldiers raised their muskets and shouted: "God bless Spain!" ”

The two-person high fort, with the arc-shaped wall stretching out to the sea on both sides, except for the immovable cannon, twenty large and small cannons, which were adjusted to turn around and block the north.

One hundred artillerymen led two hundred natives to operate their cannons, one hundred musketeers with Mushkert arquebuses stood behind the battlements, and three hundred Tagalogs were given rapiers and spears to assist in the defense under the leadership of the Spaniards.

Alberta, with twenty sword and shield soldiers, stood behind Adela and looked at the Dingnan army to the north.

Driven by the Ming people, the Tagalu people were arranged in place, and more than a thousand ironclad warriors were arrayed outside the firing range, guarding groups of crying women and children.

Three hundred cavalry fanned out, blocking the possible escape route of the Tagalogians.

More than 3,000 Tagalog men pulled away and swarmed towards the fort, the front running and wielding hoes and shovels.

Twenty moving artillery carriages, hiding behind the surging Tagalogs, scattered close to the firing distance.

Adela smiled bitterly, "It's finally begun." ”

The guns on the battery rang out, not at the guns that were already in range, but at the Tagalogs who were surging in, and they were the greatest threat to the battery.

Iron balls flew out of the fort, rampage with height and potential energy, or directly shattered the body and penetrated into the crowd, or fell to the ground and bounced to smash thighs.

The people of Tagalog were already terrified. But they didn't dare to stop at all, because their wives and children were still under the butcher's knife of the Dingnan Army.

The shattered corpses and the hoe and shovel hit the ground together, and the Tagalog people behind bent down to pick up the hoe and shovel and continued to run towards the fort.

The closer to the battery. The more accurate the artillery fire, the more crowded the crowd, and the greater the casualties, but they still moved forward.

The demons of the Ming Kingdom can really kill, and on the short way south, they saw with their own eyes that at least a thousand people were slaughtered.

There are old people, there are men, there are women, there are children.

Attacking the fort may die, but the family will live, and if they are lucky, they may survive.

More than 200 people were killed or wounded, and the pictures of flesh and blood were blurred along the way, and the Tagalu, who were preparing to die in order to survive, finally approached the fort.

Just when they rejoice. The gunfire on the fort continued, and the bursts of white smoke shot the dead iron pellets into the crowd, constantly splashing red ripples in them.

The salvo of muskets was not as striking as artillery, but it was more terrifying than the lethality of artillery.

One by one the Tagalogites fell, and one by one the Tagalogites wailed, but they were too numerous to run one after the other to their death.

No matter how much they worry about their families, when death accumulates enough, the collapse of the Tagalog people is inevitable.

Just when the Tagalu people were frantically digging the corners of the wall while facing death, the artillery of the Dingnan army finally rang out.

Artillery fire came not only from the north, but also from the sea.

Seeing the attack from the northern battery, Lu Xinrong's fleet began to approach, and when it reached the range of the bow cannon, it began to fire in unison.

Clouds of white mist erupted at the bows of the ten warships, and huge iron balls streaked across the ocean, raging directly inside and outside the forts.

The Spaniards, who could no longer care about blockading the bay, finally realized the might of the Dingnan Army's naval division.

The artillerymen who had wasted Qin Haoming's countless money and money fired iron bullets at the north battery in an orderly, high-speed and accurate manner.

The iron ball, which was larger than a watermelon, was violently pushed by the gunpowder, and it broke through the air and made a terrible whistle, and slammed into the fort with a gust of wind.

Then bounced, tumbled, and splashed everywhere, finally striking a ferocious blow around Spain and the Tagalogs.

Large swaths of the city walls were smashed, large swaths of the ground were smashed, and occasionally huge casualties were inflicted.

The smashed artillery tumbled up, a dozen Tagalog and Spaniards were pulverized, and some even flew out of the battery and rolled down among the besieging Tagalogs, splashing a mist of blood.

Bags of gunpowder were passed forward, and the crowds of Tagalu, protecting the cheap gunpowder with their lives, were thrown into the pit.

Occasionally, the artillery fire would open the bloody path, and the survivors would pick up the bloody gunpowder packets and continue to pass them.

Occasionally, the projectile hit the gunpowder directly, and the dust after the loud bang was mixed with blood, leaving a mess in the ground.

Spain's firepower, though weakened, never stopped.

Sharp shells and accurate iron pellets left a lot of lives in the north of the artillery, and even the corpses accumulated into a hill, but the human lives, which were cheaper than the gunpowder of the Dingnan army, still completed their task.

Dig pits, bury medicines, set them on fire, retreat, attack, and if you don't die, you can live, and you can spare innocent family members.

Killing along the way, the Tagalu people understood the determination and ruthlessness of the Dingnan army, they had no way to retreat and a way out, only to use their lives to find a glimmer of life for themselves and their families.

When the fuse hissed and burned wildly, the Tagalus retreated in horror, madly away from the dead zone.

The Spaniards and Tagalogs on the fort fled in all directions, crying in panic.

Adela led his men in a frantic retreat, preparing for the final battle as they withdrew.

Before the gunpowder had exploded, another volley from the surface of the sea was already raging in the surging crowd of batteries, bringing the first meaningful heavy damage.

Second Lieutenant Alberta was shattered by Adela's side, but Adela couldn't care about him anymore.

Because a thunderclap had exploded, the earth shook, and the mountains shook, and a wall flew into the air, and then turned into rubble and fell one after another. Cracks stretched on all sides, and several northern city walls collapsed and collapsed.

The Tagalu people went crazy, and the ill-intentioned Dingnan army did not tell them the truth, they did not retreat far enough, and the lead of gunpowder was not long enough.

The amount of gunpowder that only needed a few carts was forced by the Dingnan army, who liked to watch the excitement, to load twice as much as the people of Galu.

White smoke burst from the ground, large stones flew in the air, and the whole dirt rose, and the violent air currents turned into violent winds, and hundreds of people near the explosion site were swept into it, turning into a wreckage.

The Tagalogs collapsed, and they ran frantically to the rear.

But before they could reach full speed, the Dingbian army pulled out hundreds of women and children and cut them down one by one in front of them.

The death of his relatives brought him back to his senses, and he watched the Dingbian army begin to adjust the artillery, and it turned out to be aimed directly at himself.

The Tagalutes knew their fate without command.

They turned over and rushed towards the battery again.

Countless streams of people passed through the collapsed breach, like an angry tidal wave, forming a turbulent rag at the breach, and then turning into a flood that drowned the Spaniards and their compatriots in red ripples.

The fort was finally conquered under the action of cannon fodder.