Chapter Eighty-Five: Bombardment of Manila!
"Look! Battleships, our battleships! Major Diego couldn't help but shout excitedly after seeing the unique shape and flag of the warship of the Kingdom of Spain.
Marcelo didn't care about the demeanor of an aristocratic gentleman, so he snatched the telescope and put it in front of him, and sure enough, when he saw some familiar warships, and the one of them was a chic and richly decorated Spanish royal treasure ship, Marcelo's pale face glowed a bright red like a reflection. "God bless us, God bless Spain, great, Colonel Alfonso succeeded! The best of our Spanish navy. Governor Marcello did not hesitate to praise the returning fleet, and at least from this evening onwards, he was finally able to sleep soundly.
"Yes, worthy of Colonel Alfonso, he has finally returned triumphantly." Major Diego also tacitly refused to mention Governor Marcello's complaint to Colonel Alfonso, for whom it was important to protect himself.
Moreover, the return of the colonel no longer gives him a headache due to lack of manpower.
Marcelo heard Major Diego's answer, and the smile on his face became more pleasant, but his brow furrowed slightly: "Why are there still some ships that don't look like our West?" ”
Major Diego rolled his eyelids: "This should be the warship of the Qing pirates captured by Colonel Alfonso." ”
Marcelo handed the telescope back to Major Diego's hand and nodded in agreement: "That's right, it should be so, it seems that Marani should have a grand celebration reception for the honorable Colonel Alfonso tonight, I believe that in the near future, this excellent naval colonel will become the youngest admiral in our Kingdom of Spain." ”
"Our armed gunboats anchored at the docks have anchored, and it seems that they have seen our fleet and are on their way to meet our heroes who have returned triumphantly." Major Diego lowered his gaze, his face was fascinated, but there was no lack of jealousy.
"Oh, don't worry, my friend, you're still young, and one day, you'll ......be like him," said Governor Marcello, patting the young major on the shoulder, in a tone of a passer-by.
"Something is wrong, Mr. Major, it's not quite right." Beside him, the guard's gaze never left the sea, and at this time, the guard, who had been standing behind Major Diego, suddenly pointed to the sea and shouted.
"What's going on?" Major Diego hurriedly looked out to sea, and at this moment, the armed gunboat that had gone out to greet the Marquis suddenly came to a standstill, and then began to turn in an almost frantic motion.
What's wrong? This question rose in the minds of Major Diego and Governor Marcelo at the same time, and it was at this moment that they saw a few plumes of smoke rising from the tall and majestic Spanish warships, and then they heard the muffled thunder that could only be produced by the roar of heavy artillery rolling in their ears.
Major Diego's eyes were dilated to the extreme, and even the bloodshot on the whites of his eyes was clearly visible, for he saw that the gunboat that was turning was like a sheep in the middle of a gallop that had been accurately hit by a shotgun, and the rapid turn suddenly stopped, and then he saw that the mainframe of the armed clipper was broken with a sail, and the heavy cannonball pierced the side of the ship without hesitation, leaving a huge and hideous hole.
The loud sound of the heavy artillery was like a 10,000-pound hammer, which threw the hearts of all the Spanish civilians and soldiers who were still on the dock ready to cheer into the abyss of hell from their chests.
Before Major Diego and Governor Marcelo could recover from the shock, another burst of artillery exploded, and the armed clipper stationed at the Manila pier could no longer withstand this kind of accurate heavy artillery bombardment, and cut off from it, and the ugly sound of wood cracking seemed to cross the distance and burrow into the hearts of Major Diego and Governor Marcelo, making their original joy seem to be broken.
"What the fuck is going on? Could it be that Colonel Alfonso is crazy?! Major Diego clutched his military hat tightly in his hands, not even bothering to wipe his sweat down his chin.
"Didn't he see the Spanish flag flying high on that gunboat? This bitch raised it. Marcello screamed, not even noticing that the wig on his head was crooked by the wind, like a beggar who saw a rich man lighting a cigarette with a hundred-dollar bill.
"My God...... That's, no, those are not Spaniards! Marcelo checked through the monocular again, and finally discovered a terrible fact, on the bow of the original flagship of the Spanish Luzon fleet, there stood a group of people, led by a tall and stout young man from the East in a black suit, holding a monocular in one hand and a cigar in the other, and was talking to a beautiful Oriental lady beside him, his sinister smile and cold gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the distance of space, Fall into the depths of Marcelo's psyche.
"Not a Spaniard?! My God, the Virgin Mary......" Major Diego swallowed with difficulty, and his whole body was cold, as if someone had calmed his soul in the ice of the eternal Alps.
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"I'm sure the Spaniards already know who we are." Young Master Liang threw the monocular in his hand into the hands of Bai Shusheng beside him, his two sleeves were high, one foot stepped on the side of the ship, and he snorted a thick cigar in his mouth, like an underworld boss who was going to collect debts.
"Young Master Liang, you are really ......" Shi Xianggu felt that her head hurt a little, she originally thought that Young Master Liang was preparing to return to Hong Kong disguised as a Spaniard, but who would have thought that after he saw the Spanish armed gunboat that came to greet him, he suddenly ordered an artillery bombardment to sink the gunboat.
Liang Pengfei raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Miss Shi, don't worry, I'm actually playing psychological tactics, as the so-called greater hope, greater disappointment, I just want to stuff all their courage into their assholes, cough cough, I mean to hit their confidence." ”
Liang Pengfei couldn't wait to slap himself, and he actually used such a vulgar adjective in front of the female surname, which was really a kind of destruction to his image as a gentleman.
Hearing Liang Pengfei's vulgar, but extraordinarily appropriate description, Shi Xianggu wanted to laugh, but she could only hold back, and her pretty face held back two red clouds, making her stunning face extraordinarily beautiful.
"Sunk! Good. Order, beat drums, raise the flag! Liang Pengfei reluctantly withdrew the hidden gaze full of greed and possession from Shi Xianggu's face, raised his head, and ordered loudly.
Tom tom ...... The huge war drums on the battleship were beaten by a group of naked strong men, and the drums that shook the sky were like the roar of the thunder god, resounding through the sky, more shocking than the roar of the heavy artillery just now, and the momentum of the waves, as if even the angry waves of the sea could only be a foil, and the rhythm of agitation and blood boiling, as if even the clouds in the sky could only be avoided.
And the Spanish flags on those battleships all fell in the wind, and then, the red skull flags with gold edges on a black background were raised. The soldiers on the dock, either civilians, or the natives and Chinese who had been brought to build fortifications, all stared blankly at the extremely tall and majestic dark warships, which were slowly pressing up with a overwhelming momentum. The intimidating oppressive force is enough to break a weak-willed person.
I don't know who shouted first, and then there was chaos on the dock, and the natives and Chinese who had been building fortifications on the dock fled in all directions, and the Spanish soldiers were shouting loudly, raising their guns in their hands in a hurry, and they didn't know who to aim at, and some of the Spanish civilians who had only been trained for a few days and hurriedly stepped onto the battlefield even picked up their guns and opened fire on the battleship that was still far beyond the range of the artillery.
Suddenly, fear began to spread like a plague in the hearts of all Spaniards. "Enter the battery and prepare for the shelling!" A Spanish lieutenant who remained on the dock pulled out his sword at his waist and slashed into the air, shouting encouragement and command the soldiers who had no master.
At this time, there was already a battery that lit the lead, and with a puff of smoke and a loud bang, the battery on the dock finally began their heroic counterattack.
However, their counterattack did not improve their courage, and the ships seemed to be enraged, and they all rolled sideways, revealing the dense honeycomb gun windows on their sides.
Accompanied by the sound of the drums, the powerful battleship's heavy guns shrank back sharply and disappeared into the gun windows, but the blazing white pipe flames and the heavy cannon projectiles that erupted from the freed up columns of smoke rushed towards the dock with an indomitable momentum and a shrill scream like a demon from hell.
"May God have mercy on us sinners." Seeing the bodies of those towering warships almost covered in white smoke, Major Diego closed his eyes in despair, he knew very well that with the strength of that half battalion, as well as those Spanish civilians who had only been trained for a few days, it was simply a delusion to want to stop these terrible Qing pirates who had actually defeated tens of thousands of people in the combined fleet.
"Bomb Lao Tzu, bomb hard, blast all the shore guns on the dock to Lao Tzu into scrap metal, I want to let those Spanish know that the fate of Liang Pengfei who annoys me, but also let those golden monkeys understand a truth, if they do something immoral, they will be punished sooner or later, and now, Lao Tzu is the avenging angel who came to level Luzon for the Chinese!" Young Master Liang stood on the bow of the ship, his arrogant voice echoed in the air, the earth-shattering war drums, and the roar of the heavy artillery, as if he was accompaniing Young Master Liang's declaration!
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(To be continued)