Chapter Eighty-Four: Luzon, the Banner Flying High!
High in the main building of the Doge's Palace, Marcello, the governor of Luzon, Spain, was standing on the balcony, looking out at the calm sea in the distance, his gorgeous silk nightgown wrapped around his somewhat seductive figure at the moment, holding in his hand a spirit that could only hide the bottom of the bottle, his face pale from insomnia and alcoholism, and the bags under his eyes like goldfish, his dull gaze, and his messy hair, which made him look like an entrepreneur who was about to drink pesticides because of bankruptcy.
"Mr. Marcello, if you go and get some rest first, it's been the whole night. You haven't closed your eyes yet. Beside her, a beautiful Spanish maid walked up to the governor of Luzon, shaking her full breasts.
Marcelo's somewhat confused gaze was retracted from the sea and fell on the maid, and seeing her fleshy figure, Marcelo's alcohol-filled brain suddenly rose with lust.
"Little sweetheart, why are you here?" Stretching out his big hand and pulling him into his arms, the big mouth with long stubble arched over her chest, like a wild boar that had been hungry for a month, breaking into the farmer's garden.
The maid's face flushed, and she struggled hard and whispered, "Please don't do this, sir, Madame has already gotten up, you can't do this." If only the lady knew......"
As soon as he heard the word Madame, even Marcello, who was full of eroticism, seemed to have been poured a basin of ice water on his head, and there was a trace of fear and annoyance on his gray-white face: "Damn, little sweetheart, we haven't been together for a while, and we ...... that day"
"Of course, but not now, Madame will come to see you when she gets up, and by the way, let me inform you that she is going out of town to hunt." The maid put her arm around Marcello's neck and kissed her back, her gray-green eyes revealing a whiff that penetrated to her bones. "I'll come back when Madame leaves."
"You little silver woman!" The governor of Luzon hated a pinch of her hips, and then let go of the maid. "But tell Mrs., I wish her a good time, and let Wei Ren follow Mrs., these days, those damn Chinese don't know what evil has happened, something is wrong, I don't want her to have any accidents."
Marcello's bloodshot eyes watched the pretty maid twist her ass out of the balcony, and then reluctantly withdrew her gaze and drank the liquor from the bottle.
When his gaze fell on the balcony, near the dock on the coastline, the Spanish soldiers were waving their whips and scabbards, urging those Luzon natives and Chinese to build new coastal defense positions.
"Damn Alfonso, you son of a bitch, I curse you to hell!" Governor Marcello sat down on the soft recliner placed on the balcony in a gloomy manner, the Governor of Luzon had some troubles in the past two days, a lot of troubles, because of the bewitchment of Alfonso, the commander of the Spanish fleet in Luzon, he moved his heart and offered a reward for the arrest of the damned Qing pirates, but who would have thought that just a few days ago, the only remaining armed gunboats of the Spanish fleet robbed a pirate clipper ship on the sea, and heard an astonishing news, the combined fleet of Spain and pirates, When attacking the lair of the Qing pirates, the other side blew up the battleship and blocked it, and then, their ships cruising outside the island suffered a fierce blow from the other party's reinforcements, so they could only flee south with their lives.
Upon hearing the news from this officer, Marcelo, the governor of Luzon, struck his throat to the soles of his feet with the confidence that he was expecting to be appreciated and valued by the king.
The news from the north was completely cut off, and Alfonso, who was so distraught, could only get the remaining armed gunboats to be on guard every day, and in order to strengthen the defenses, just in case, he even sent most of the Doge's Palace Guards to arrest people everywhere and build fortifications near the docks.
Although he didn't believe that more than 10,000 people, more than 20 warships, and so many clipper gunboats would destroy such a powerful fleet, the worry in his heart haunted him like a nightmare.
You must know that the Spanish garrison in Luzon is not much, and this time, in order to cooperate with the attack plan of Colonel Alfonso, whose uncle is the finance minister of the kingdom, he even gritted his teeth and transferred half of the men from the Spanish Luzon garrison, that is, a full 400 excellent infantry.
And now, with some despair, Marcelo found that time had passed, and that the good Spanish soldiers and fleets had not been heard from, and even after that day, Marcelo ordered the patrol area to be extended, and not a single pirate ship or warship fleeing south was not seen again.
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At this time, the servant came to report that Major Diego, the commander of the Luzon garrison, was asking for an audience outside the door. Marcelo looked up from the jumbled thoughts.
"How's it going, dear Major Diego, how are the fortifications of the docks going?" Marcello, who had changed into an aristocratic attire, straightened the lace on his cuffs and asked Major Diego, although his tone had returned to the elegance of the aristocracy, his tired face was still full of anxiety.
"Your Excellency the Governor, my soldiers are working hard to supervise the construction, and the training of the king's civilians continues, but we lack building materials, long-range heavy artillery, and ammunition, and the civilians cannot even have a musket in their hands." Major Diego's face was covered with a gloomy cloud, and he could never have imagined that such an unfortunate thing would one day run into him.
Hearing Major Diego's complaint, Marcelo rubbed his tight forehead: "If the heavy artillery is not enough, put the infantry guns in the bunker, I will try my best to find a way to ammunition and firearms, but there is one thing you have to be careful, be careful of those natives and Chinese, don't let them know anything, those uncivilized people know how to deceive the good and fear the evil." ”
"Yes, Your Excellency the Governor, please rest assured that although there are only half of the soldiers left, with the addition of those commoners of the kingdom, my army can still maintain the number of a whole battalion, as long as we have advanced weapons and artillery at hand, those natives and Chinese are just a herd of sheep." Major Diego stood up and expressed to Marcelo the courage of a good Spanish soldier.
"Very good, I am much more relieved to have your promise, that damn Colonel Alfonso actually used the Luzon fleet to go to the waters of the Qing Kingdom to encircle and suppress pirates, causing our current defense force to become so weak." Marcello slapped the mahogany armrests of the couch with a look of hatred. As if these things had nothing to do with him.
Major Diego replied without squinting: "Yes, Your Excellency the Governor, it is precisely because of Colonel Alfonso's recklessness that today's situation has been created, but if you can hold on to the kingdom's colonies, I believe Your Majesty will be very pleased." ”
Hearing Major Diego's words, Marcelo's brow couldn't help but stretch a little. However, he still asked suspiciously: "Dear Diego, do you think those Qing pirates will still have the strength to attack us after defeating such a huge fleet?" ”
"I don't think it's possible! Your Excellency the Governor, you must know that such a large fleet, even those small countries in the west of us cannot have such a strong maritime power, let alone in the east, unless the Qing country sends their fleet, but in my opinion, at most, it is a defeat for both sides, those pirates are veterans of naval warfare, and our Spanish warships are indestructible. Major Diego looked resolute.
His explanation was like injecting Marcelo with a shot in the heart, which made Governor Marcelo's face regain a trace of blood. Marcelo touched the wig on his head and smiled to himself: "You're right, it seems that maybe I have too much heart." ”
Major Diego's words reminded Governor Marcello of the glory of the Spanish Empire. "At the beginning, we Spain destroyed a huge empire with a population of millions in the New World with just one expedition team, and the glory and courage of our Spanish ancestors are still flowing in our blood, and the natives and Chinese of Luzon add up to hundreds of thousands, and they are not still groveling at our feet......"
"Major, Your Excellency the Governor, I have spotted a warship approaching our harbor." A soldier rushed in, and when he heard this, the two men, who were reminiscing about the past glory of the Spanish Empire, couldn't help but change their faces in unison.
"Ring the alarm now, let the soldiers fire at me, don't let them come near the port." Governor Marcello jumped up and screamed, his voice as terrible as a chrysanthemum beating a baton from a demonstrator.
"Your Excellency the Governor, calm down, calm down! We don't know which fleet it is, the guards, who brought my binoculars. Also, tell all the soldiers on the dock to put them on alert, no one is allowed to open fire without my orders, and in addition, start concentrating on trained civilians. "Major Diego saw the performance of Governor Marcelo, and his eyes flashed with deep disdain, Major Diego straightened his back and ordered loudly towards the door, the soldier's character and the calmness of the commander were vividly displayed in him.
Governor Marcello came back to his senses at this time, and pulled the corners of his mouth a little nervously: "It seems that my nerves are too nervous, Major Diego, you are right, you should take a look, maybe our Spanish fleet has returned." ”
Major Diego nervously picked up the monoculars handed by the guards, observed the sea, and soon, he found his gaze, on the blue sea in the distance, towering masts were slowly emerging from the water, and the unique shape and flag of the warships of the Kingdom of Spain were fluttering proudly on the sea...... --------------------
(To be continued)