On the evening of September 17, the third year of Chongzhen, Fort San Diego, which stood in the port of the chicken coop, ended another intermittent artillery battle with the Dutch warships outside the harbor.

Once again, the Dutch ships returned in vain, heading out to sea in the setting sun.

For more than half a month, he led his army to hold the castle, exhausting Fernando, the commander of the Spanish colonial army in Fort San Diego.

That evening, watching the Dutch ship go away, Fernando unloaded the fort and returned to his dwelling in the castle to rest.

Fernando had not long been seated, and before he had finished drinking a glass of sugar cane wine, a Spanish guard guarding the south gate came up to him in a panic and reported to him:

"Your Excellency Fernando! Your Excellency Fernando! Outside the south gate of the castle, a group of people came, like our army! But—

"But what!?"

The guard, who had rushed to report, took a long breath and continued, "However, although they are our men, it looks like they have just lost the battle!"

"They are either the defeated army of Santo Domingo or the defeated army of San Lorenzo! Your Excellency Fernando! We're afraid there won't be any reinforcements! ”

"You damn shit, Fort San Diego doesn't need reinforcements!"

Fernando, the commander of the Fort San Diego, scolded the guards who had come to report the news, put on his belt and hat, picked up the untied command knife again, and followed the guards to the south gate of the castle.

The Spaniards built Fort San Diego as a bridgehead to occupy the island, so in addition to the port north of Fort San Diego, the southern gate to the vast inland of the island was also well fortified.

Fernando led his guards to the high city head above the south gate, and looked down through the sunset, only to see dozens of Westerners wearing Spanish colonial uniforms crowded under the city gate, where they cursed and called the door in Spanish.

On the mountain road not far south of the city gate, there were still groups of soldiers wearing Spanish military uniforms, carrying the flags belonging to the Spanish colonial army, and fled in embarrassment in the direction of the city gate.

Fernando cried out at the top of the city: "You cowards! Damn deserters! May God punish you all! ”

Fernando's angry words naturally no one paid attention, and Cranko, the mercenary leader of the Dutch East India Company, was among the first batch of people who rushed to the city gate, and continued to encourage his subordinates to speak Spanish, as well as those who had temporarily learned two Spanish sentences, just clamoring to open the door and open the door.

After Fernando finished scolding, he stood at the head of the city and continued to ask, "How is San Lorenzo?" What happened to Santo Domingo? Where the hell do you goddamn deserters come from?! ”

When Fernando had finished saying this, he heard someone from the crowd under the city say, "Are you Your Excellency Fernando?" We are from Santo Domingo, we are soldiers of the commander His Excellency Antonio! ”

"Antonio of Santo Domingo!? Where is Antonio?! ”

"His Excellency Antonio is dead! The city of Santo Domingo is broken! ”

While Fernando was talking to the soldiers fleeing outside the city, dozens of soldiers of the "Spanish Colonial Army" who were in tatters came one after another from the mountain roads in the distance, and after they arrived, they also repeatedly shouted to hurry up and open the door.

Most of these Dutch people don't speak Spanish, and many of them learned improvisations after receiving the task of pretending to be a surprise attack by the Spanish colonial army, and the phrases such as "we are from Santo Domingo", "Hurry up and open the door", "We are our own people", etc.

However, even these few sentences are enough.

The city of Santo Domingo is about two hundred miles from Fort San Diego, and unlike later generations, there are no roads, and the land route is all wilderness and mountain roads.

These more than 100 Dutch mercenaries had traveled so many ways for two or three days in a row, all of them were unkempt and smelly, and they really looked like deserters who had just lost a battle.

Fernando asked and asked, but could not come up with a reason, seeing that the defeated army who came to the gate of the castle was only a hundred and ten men, and that the winding mountain road in the distance was empty and there was no one coming, and finally when the sky was dark and the night fell, he cursed and shouted to the left and right guards, and opened the closed south gate of the castle of San Diego.

As soon as the south gate of Fort San Diego opened, 118 mercenaries of the Dutch East India Company pretended to be Spanish colonial deserters.

As soon as he entered the city gate, Cranko, snatched the torch that had just been lit on the wall of the castle door and lit the arquebus trigger.

Other Dutch mercenaries did the same, and some even drew their sabers and daggers as they poured into the city gates.

The actions of Cranko and the others immediately aroused the vigilance of the guards of Fort San Diego under the city gates, but it was too late by now.

The guards at the gate of Fort San Diego, who had discovered that something was wrong, had just raised their voices to question when they were struck by Cranko's men and hacked to death inside the gates.

Fernando, the commander of Fort San Diego, had just come down from the city to meet the Spanish colonial army disguised as Cranko, but he only met Cranko, who rushed into the castle, and before he could say a word, he was knocked to the ground by Cranko and the Dutch mercenaries around him.

As the Dutch mercenaries who rushed into the city burst into flames, the castle of San Diego was in chaos.

Cranko and his men set fires everywhere and took advantage of the chaos to take possession of the city gates, fighting the Spanish colonial troops who rushed down from the city to seize the gates, aware of the danger.

Zheng Cai and Zheng Lian, who had been ambushing in the mountains and forests not far from the south gate, heard the gunfire in the city, and the fire in the city was ignited, and immediately rushed towards Fort San Diego with the black slave sentry musket team under the command of the Zheng family according to the previous agreement.

At the same time, the cavalry infantry of the Zheng army led by Zheng Zhilong himself also galloped at this time and rushed along the mountain road to Fort San Diego.

And behind these people were thousands of Zheng Jun foot soldiers who rushed towards them wielding swords, guns, swords, and axes.

By the early morning of the next day, when the first rays of sunlight shone on the spire towers of Fort San Diego, the revolt in the castle was completely eliminated.

Zheng Zhilong, who led the army to storm Fort San Diego, did not accept the prisoners in the city, whether it was the Spanish colonial army in the city, or the Luzon native soldiers who followed the Spanish colonial army to defend the city, they were all killed.

By this time, the results and losses were counted.

All 379 male Spanish colonial soldiers and merchant merchants in the city were killed.

The two devils served 550 native soldiers in Luzon, and all of them were killed.

The only people who survived were 19 Spanish women who came here with the Spanish colonial army or merchant houses, as well as more than 100 indigenous women from Luzon and the native women of Dongfan.

Some of them were prostitutes in the barracks of the Spanish colonial army, but there were also families of young and old brought by Spanish merchants.

Of course, there are more indigenous women who were captured by the Spanish colonial army and the Second Devil Servant Army to serve as servants and prostitutes.

At the same time, the Dutch mercenaries, who had made great achievements, also suffered heavy losses.

The Spanish arquebuses, although not insignificant, were only useful when attacking in dense formations, and once it came time to fight in the streets, there was no time to reload ammunition.

So these Dutch mercenaries basically entered a state of hand-to-hand combat after firing one or two shots.

Fortunately, there were few Spanish colonial soldiers in Fort San Diego, otherwise, Cranko and the others, who were the first to enter the city, would have been wiped out.

Even so, of the 118 Dutch mercenaries who had entered the city under the guise of Spanish colonial troops, only 51 were left alive and wounded by the next morning.

Zheng Zhilong also fulfilled his promise to the Dutch mercenaries led by Cranko, handing over to them the captured Spanish women in the city and thousands of taels of gold that belonged to the Spanish colonial army.

On the morning of September 18, the third year of Chongzhen, when the Dutch governor of Rebarja, Hans Putmans, led a fleet to the outside of Jonlong Harbor again, he was surprised to find that the flag of the Spanish colonial army was no longer flying above the towering spire tower of Fort San Diego in Jonlong Port.

Just overnight, the spire towers of Fort San Diego fluttered above the military flag of the Ming Dynasty, the Eastern Empire.

I saw that above the blue sky and blue sea, on a rectangular vermilion flag, embroidered with a golden dragon and phoenix with teeth and claws, fluttering in the wind between the sky and the sea.