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While the Marine Corps was sweeping through Luzon, a high-level meeting of the military was underway.

Chen Erbao, the first person in the military other than Chen Ming, presided over the meeting, with the participation of all departments of the army, navy, logistics, and military merit, and the Military Intelligence Bureau and the Overseas Exploration Bureau.

The meeting discussed what Chen Han was about to start - Jiazhou Strategy, California.

In this battle, Chen Ming was determined to mobilize more than 20,000 naval forces, because the strength of Mexico's Dabanya was not weak, at least there were enough natives there for Dabanya to recruit colonial soldiers in times of crisis.

Therefore, Chen Ming wanted to mobilize more than 15,000 troops and more than 8,000 sailors. And that's not even with the logistical aspect. The overall cost was many times higher than the battle of the South Seas, which had been prepared for a long time. The Ministry of Finance will never be able to take out such a large amount of money, and the central bank has enough votes, but it cannot be directly spilled. Chen Ming can only sacrifice that big move - land bonds. The government is already preparing land bonds related to Jiazhou, which are much cheaper than those in the northeast, and they can't help but be identified.

Whether you are Chinese, Korean, Japanese, or Annamite, as long as you have land bonds, you can go to North America to open up land. The Chen Han court protects your due rights!

The specifics of this matter do not need to be expressed at military conferences, which are only to study simple operations and logistical supplies.

The main force of at least 15,000 army troops was composed of the Praetorian Guards in Nanjing, and the naval division was the Southeast Naval Division and the Beiyang Naval Division, which had just been formed for less than two years, and the latter also contracted all the naval divisions and marines.

The most experienced naval division and marine unit in the whole of China is by no means Nanyang, but the Northeast Marine Division that is assigned to the Beiyang Marine Division, such as Deng Yun and their wave, or the North Korean garrison troops stationed on Jeju Island.

"Now I announce......" There are three gold stars hanging on the brochure, Chen Erbao is older, but he is more imposing. Dwelling and moving qi, nourishing and moving the body.

In the ......conference hall, everyone stood up, and the golden glow on the epaulettes was a piece.

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Pan Chang returned home exhausted, and their group's autumn training was over. After going out for more than a month, he traveled 2,000 miles by boat and on foot, and his whole body was about to collapse.

The smell of home is so warm, tired to come home, through the kitchen door, see the wife busy in the kitchen, smell the aroma of the nourishing chicken soup that his wife specially stewed for herself, and think: It's good to go home!

On the journey of life, home is the best and warmest haven for a person.

Not to mention, the wife at home is so firmly supportive of all her choices.

——Just finished the training, Pan Chang is going to the battlefield again, the real battlefield, the battlefield thousands of miles away. His regiment was chosen, a battalion, a battalion, and entered the formation of a strategy for the other side of the ocean.

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The gaze turned back to Manila, in the parlor of the Spanish Governor's Palace. Whether it is an Oriental, a Westerner, or a believer in heaven, the Black Shuli in Africa has a nature of not crying without seeing the coffin, not hitting the south wall and not looking back.

Because 'luck psychology' is the innate characteristic of people, otherwise where would 'spinach leaves' be so developed? For thousands of years, it has run through the entire development of human civilization.

"If you don't see the coffin, you won't cry, and if you don't hit the south wall, you won't look back" is because people are too good at making up illusory hopes for themselves to avoid the pain caused by loss.

Zhu Lian looked back at Carlos's face full of anger and felt that this was such a person. Deeply aware of the power of rockets and the ease and speed with which they were fired, he sincerely felt sorry for the people of the Spanish royal city.

But this sadness of his was more of a bluff in the eyes of the Spaniards.

However, although Carlos said categorically, and Zhu Li's negotiations were supposed to have been answered, he still had to stay in the city until eight o'clock tomorrow morning.

After eight o'clock, it will be clear whether China is bluffing or really confident.

Zhu Li left the royal city the next morning, and the Chinese on the other side of the Bashi River were also migrating north, and their lot was too close to the south bank.

If you start a war, you will inevitably be injured.

At nine o'clock, Wang Cheng received the first urgent report that the Chinese naval warships had appeared at the mouth of the Bashi River, and they were preparing to land on the south bank of the Bashi River, which forced a part of the Spanish defenders to move, and the Chinese marines, who had arrived on the north bank of the Bashi River yesterday, also began to attack.

Cannon rang out.

To the south of the estuary, the solemn bells rang in the church of Antique, adding a touch of sadness to the Spanish troops near the estuary.

Here is the first line of defence laid out by the Spaniards in Manila West.

The third-class sail battleship Buckrod sank at the mouth of the Bashi River, except for the fourth-class sail battleship that was set on fire by the fleet in front of the Fuhan Army's naval division at the mouth of Manila Bay, the remaining two warships also sank themselves at the mouth of the Bashi River after emptying all the supplies on board. This was to prevent the Chinese naval warships from slaughtering along the Bashi River to the Spanish royal city.

Although the price of a third-class sail battleship is painful. But Manila's value is far from comparable to that of these three self-sinking ships. And in the naval battle at the mouth of Manila Bay, in the face of the fast and flexible flying shear bow warships of the Chinese, the performance of the three-stage sail battleship with strong firepower was not ideal.

In order to defeat such ships in China, it is necessary to concentrate enough ships, send out suitable arrays to separate them from a distance, or take heavy damage and destroy them as they shoot dragon bullets in close proximity.

The shear-bow warships of this era were like high-speed torpedo boats in the interwar period, braving enemy fire and bravely pressing forward.

Sadly, the Western-style sail warships, which are opponents of such weapons, do not yet have a cannon capable of quickly concentrating a high-speed target.

Therefore, as long as you can endure sacrifice, this configuration of high-speed warships and fire dragon bullets is really deterrent in this era.

An hour after Zhu Lian left, the battle began.

Carlos could not help but be reminded that God knew that he had not closed his eyes for a moment last night. The small table clock on the table, the gold-plated hands oscillating from side to side in the crystal jar, the time passed by second. At 9:15 a.m., Carlos's patience reached a breaking point, and he felt a wave of boredom in his heart, because this magnificent crystal-gilt table clock was a Chinese product. China's East China Sea has very rich crystal resources, in recent years, Chinese exquisite crystal products are not only popular in China, but also in the South Seas, India and Europe.

The delicate table clock on Carlos' desk was imported from China. This is one of Carlos' favorite items, as the clock is completely Western-style, and the clock frame is inlaid with four cherubs holding organs, trumpets, flower baskets and bell garlands.

But now Carlos is disgusted with everything in China.

The cracking of the crystal resounded in his office, and this venting with his own things was really a manifestation of incompetence.

In Antique Church, countless people prayed to the Lord of Heaven under the leadership of priests and friars.

The people who are still here at the moment are either priests and monks, or Hispanians, and the royal city is so crowded that these mestizos are excluded first, and then there are the relatives of these mixed races, those women who are married to Spanish men, and finally the devout Chinese and natives.

At this time, many Chinese who were tied to the Spaniards ran to the north shore. Those who remain on the South Shore are banana people through and through.

The Spanish positions at the mouth of the Bashi River were dug very deep with the batteries as the core, and many of the trenches were built with thick logs at the tops.

There was also a breastwork wall and a mound of earth made of mounds.

If such a fortification were to be taken to the European theater, it would definitely be able to compete with any army.

Although there was no major war between the East and the West, Westerners were slowly absorbing the experience and lessons of the Chinese battlefield.

But they are facing the Chinese today, China and the army with strong firepower. None of this is in use.

Luzon, which is covered by winter winds, is full of north winds, and if the front-line troops can send a batch of flowering shells to the Spanish positions, they will definitely not be able to eat and walk around.

It's just that the latter has been disappearing from the army for a long time.

The tactics of the Marines against the Spaniards began with superior artillery fire and tunnel advances.

The latter began to excavate as early as yesterday when Zhu Mian entered the Spanish royal city.

When the land of a tropical region like Manila was met by a marines with sapper shovels, the well-assigned Chinese soldiers dug from the north bank of the Bashi River three or four miles away to the edge of the river overnight.

The trenches twisted and turned, and from time to time there were small platforms that were large enough to drop rockets and even rocket launchers. The big ones can even fit a cannon.

When the news of Zhu Li's failure to persuade him to surrender came back, the Chinese artillery bombardment began immediately. Then a rocket was sent along the trench from the rear to the banks of the Bashi River.

Carlos was in the mood to eat, and in a distraught state, he sat in his office until half-past nine, and finally called the servant to bring breakfast. After a few bites without an appetite, he suddenly heard a loud explosion outside. The whole person was shocked, because he knew what such a huge explosion was. That is the weapon that the Chinese exchanged from the devil - the fire dragon bullet.

Like the evil dragon in European legends, the flames that shoot out burn everything.

The fort at the mouth of the Bashi River is a very old fort, which has fallen many times over the past two hundred years, such as the Dutch, who have captured it several times, but they have not been able to capture the Spanish royal city.

The last outsiders to seize this fort were the British, and in 1762 in the Western calendar, the Spaniards throughout Luzon were on their knees at the feet of John Bull. Then, two years later, the British returned Manila to the Big Duck in accordance with the Entente.

After the catastrophe after 1762, the big ducks did not increase their protection here, because they were well aware of the gap between themselves and the British. It was not until the Chinese extended their hands to the South Seas that the Spaniards, who were deeply stimulated, began to truly consolidate the fort.

At least the layout of the previously completely open-air gun emplacements was changed, and some closed and semi-enclosed gun emplacements were added. Now the fortified Spanish fort is being tested by fire dragon shells.

Rocket after rocket flew across the Bashi River and landed on the forts on the south bank of the river.

Each of these heavy rockets, which have been reincarnated with additives such as lead bullets, fragments, and iron nails, can carry more than 20 kilograms, and some super-heavy rockets can have a charge capacity of more than 30 kilograms.

The force of the explosion could not be resisted by the thick stone walls.

There was blood all over the ground, and there were stumps and broken arms everywhere. The severed limbs of those killed by the bombing were scattered in all directions, and the blood stained the fort red.

Is this a crushing war?

Even the enclosed fort was badly damaged, and the gunners inside fell to the ground in all directions, and they lay on their stomachs one by one, but some of them fled like crazy, and whether he could survive or not depended on whether God would bless him.

There were also brave men lying on the muzzle of the gun and looking to the opposite side, a rocket exploded violently outside the fort, the light of the window suddenly weakened, and the brown-haired soldier who was lying on the muzzle of the gun screamed and fell to the ground. A bullet was striking him in the brow, and among the two blue eyes, it seemed as if another black and red eye had opened.

War is unforgiving. Everywhere you are, it makes death thrilling.

When the power of the rockets covered the entire estuary position, a marine corps of sailors fell from the warship in a small boat, and then one by one the soldiers rowed desperately towards the south bank of the river.

The regular Western-style sailing ships of the fleet of the Nanyang Naval Division approached and launched artillery bombardment and rocket bombardment of the Spanish positions on the south bank of the river.

The sea breeze whipped up the charred flags, and in the long sand, the smoking wood emitted a disgusting stench. Several corpses, not yet completely buried in the sand, were covered with flies, and muskets were still in the hands of the corpses.

The shouts in the distance were endless, and in the near distance, small boats kept coming to the shore.

The Spaniards are still resisting.

Artillery fire from the batteries was still returning fire, including artillery from the positions. Three or four miles away from the mouth of the river, a Western-style sail warship of the Nanyang Fleet with wisps of white smoke still wafting was the result of the Spanish counterattack.

Farther away, a British-flagged sailboat was risking its chances to get as close as possible and watch everything on the battlefield.

It was a British East India Company ship, and their company had an office on the island of Great-Thaug.

The Spaniards' cannons could not hit the fast-moving shear-bow warships, but they still had a certain hit rate for the Western-style galleons that lowered their speed and put soldiers in the water.

The Nanyang Naval Division continued its offensive.

Since it was a war, how could it be that there was no damage at all? In just half an hour, at least 1,000 marines of the Navy Division were placed on the south bank of the Bashi River.

They were attacking the Spanish estuary positions from the flank, and as long as they managed to capture this and let all the ships anchor safely in the estuary area, the sacrifice would be well worth it.

"The turtle son's, Lao Tzu knows that there is no good fruit to eat when he walks from this side, but now that he is good, he doesn't dare to raise his head when he is beaten by others." To the northwest of Antique Church, under a few coconut trees near the waterway of the Bashi River, a soldier in a Marine uniform, bareheaded, and a copper-plated five-star red epaulette was crawling rapidly on the ground, climbing from one coconut tree to another. While crawling, he was still swearing in his mouth.

Behind him were more than twenty soldiers, all lying on the ground, as well as a few corpses, and two soldiers who had been holding back after being wounded. Diagonally opposite, outside the church of Antique, in a concealed Spanish position, at least one company of soldiers, four times their size, was firing at them in a suppressive manner.

The wounded soldiers could not even be bandaged.

The person's epaulettes show his identity, corporal, platoon commander, or platoon deputy. The most junior officer in the Marine Corps is also the backbone of the Marine Corps.

Although this man was scolding, he was not satisfied at all, and he used his hands and feet to quickly climb from under one coconut tree to another five or six meters away, and a slow small dirt slope in front of him gave him the greatest cover.

His actions aroused the Spaniard's idea, and rows of buckshot were fired at him on the land not far from him, splashing up a little smoke and dust, and more flew over his head, with a rapid sound of breaking through the air, and striking the surrounding tree trunks and sawdust.

With a chance to breathe, the man exhaled first, and then took out a seven-inch-long straight tube from his waist, pulled the fuse, and did not produce a moth, the straight tube was successfully activated, and a red signal flare rose straight into the sky.

A light-hearted smile appeared on the corporal's face.

Their platoon was ordered from above to try to attack Antique Church, and if the big plate duck really didn't make trouble in the cathedral again, then the Marine ships could land directly from this point, relying on the cover of the cathedral to gather an assault force behind the church.

Although the Spaniards' position was still counterattacking, the strength had been greatly reduced, and it was not time to wear down with the enemy, but to use the assault force to quickly crush the enemy's last resistance.

But the Antique church, which had gathered a large number of civilians, seemed to be the location of an unarmed building, and when the marines landed and approached the cathedral to only thirty or forty meters, they were suddenly caught off guard by the superior Spanish soldiers who had emerged from the tunnel. Even the retreat could not be completed in the first time, and more than twenty people were lying in this sparse coconut grove.

The Spaniards were very dense, but their fighting spirit was very weak, otherwise they would have put the Marines closer, and after the platoon of guns cracked, they would immediately charge forward, even if they had to pay some casualties, they would be able to completely annihilate the Marines. But the big plate duck did not do this. In the era of smoothbore guns, how many people could actually be killed and injured by such a suppressive shot?

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The door to Carlos' office was slammed open from the outside, and it was Bishop Elmer. This big man, who was no weaker than Carlos in Luzon, was panicked at the moment. "The infidels who deserve hell, they hit the cathedral with shells. Merciful Lord, there are so many civilians in it......"

Carlos was standing under the large glass window of his office, the window had been opened, I don't know if it was an illusion, the wind thrown from the window seemed to be mixed with a scorching heat, the wind was blowing very violently, making Carlos feel a tightness in his chest.

In the distance, there was smoke and flames.

It's not burning in one place, it's burning in many places.

Smoke and flames were everywhere.

In the loud explosion, the houses on the south bank of the Bashi River were burning, the streets were burning, the buildings were burning, the trees were burning, and even the air was burning. But Carlos felt that this was the glory of Spain burning, the pride of white people burning, and the future of monotheistic civilization burning.

Strong Chinese!

They represent the East, and the Spaniards undoubtedly represent the West. This is not a war between two kingdoms, but a war between two civilizations.

The protagonist of the world, the winner is king!

Two hundred years after the Europa landed here, the counterattack of China, freed from its shackles, the power of this ancient civilization! (To be continued.) )