Luo Jiuhe scolded and stepped on the shore, and as soon as he saw Tian Boguang, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Tian Boguang, what kind of battle are you fighting?" ”

Tian Boguang laughed, didn't speak, Luo Jiuhe saw him like this, he didn't get angry, Tian Boguang used to be his subordinate and deputy, so he was not very polite: "I know that lewd laughter, didn't you say it, your biggest role is to act in a scene, just occupy the dock, the forts, wait for our marines to come up and clean up?" ”

"There is no time to lose." Tian Boguang smiled and said: "I saw that the other party was caught off guard, and I took the fort with my hand." ”

"What about casualties...... What about the most virtuous people, are they seriously injured? Glancing around, he found that there was one less middle and senior general, and Luo Jiuhe immediately asked.

"Sacrificed." Tian Boguang held back his laughter.

Luo Jiuhe took a breath and couldn't say anything about scolding Tian Boguang.

He was originally a little angry that Tian Boguang was fighting for merit, he was tired of being the seat of the Fishery Bureau, Yu Guozhen asked him to transfer to the navy, the purpose was to balance Yu Dahai and Xun Shilu, but Yu Dahai fought quite well in the north, and Xun Shilu was also galloping in the Wa Kingdom, but he almost became the commander of the transport fleet. This battle of the South China Sea was his best chance, but as soon as he made a move, he faced a strong enemy like the Spaniards, and the Battle of the Chicken Coop was actually not beautiful. So Luo Jiuhe saw the battle of Manila as his best chance to win back a game, but before he could make a move, Tian Boguang's department, which was originally a feint, became the main attacking force.

But seeing the situation on the battlefield, Luo Jiuhe was selfish again. I am also embarrassed to accuse Tian Boguang of making a mistake in making a feint attack as the main attack, although they have considered it in great detail, but the Spanish fortress is more fortified than they imagined, not that it cannot be attacked, but the price to be paid is extremely heavy.

"What about the casualties?"

"Nearly 400 were killed and more than 1,000 wounded."

When the number is spoken. A trace of unbearability flashed in Tian Boguang's eyes, but it immediately disappeared. Luo Jiuhe still noticed this and patted him on the shoulder. Didn't say anything more.

For the teaching brigade, close to four hundred killed, it can be described as a heavy loss. However, this is also the tradition of the teaching brigade, and if the teaching brigade does not participate in any tough battle and fierce battle, it will make the whole brigade feel humiliated. Under such circumstances, the Teaching Brigade and its predecessor, the Teaching Regiment, have always been the units that have suffered the most casualties among the Tiger Guards, but the people of other units still want to go to the Teaching Brigade one by one.

"Manila is not easy to attack." Luo Jiuhe diverted the topic as he looked at the Manila Castle, whose thickest wall was said to be ten meters long. With an average thickness of nearly three meters, it covers a wide area, and as long as there is enough manpower and enough food to stockpile, it can continue to hold on.

"The assault will not succeed. Gotta use that thing. Tian Boguang said.

Instead of having to storm the docks, now that they had a landing place and turned the battery into their stronghold, they were ready to deploy their forces. Luo Jiuhe nodded, and whispered to the adjutant behind him, soon. The order was delivered, and more than a dozen tiger guards on the ship rushed ashore.

The current establishment of Huwei is four brigades of the army, one brigade of the marines, plus nearly one brigade of naval gunners and sailors, a total of 39,000 people in the six brigades. For the Spaniards in the royal city of Manila, who had no more than two thousand men, it was a terrible throw, so when Coqueira saw the detachment of soldiers on the dock through the telescope, his hands trembled slightly.

This is not the kind of chaotic indigenous army he is used to seeing, they are lined up in neat queues, singing loud military songs, uniformly equipped, full of spirit, even if they are taken to Europe, this is a great army!

"God, what are these savages...... How can there be such an army? He sighed, almost groaning, "What are we going to do?" ”

"Your Excellency, this should be from the Ming Kingdom, or send someone out to negotiate, the Ming people are not barbarians, I remember that when our envoy went to the Ming Kingdom thirty years ago, he was courteous to their emperor."

A priest whispered behind him, Coqueira's body trembled, and nodded, the current situation is obvious, even if the Ming people can't break through the fortress, it is enough to besiege them for a long time, and Coqueura knows very well that he may not have reinforcements, and even if he does, he will have to wait until half a year or even a year later, he does not dare to guarantee that his troops will be able to hold out until that time.

"In any case, let's know what these undeclared barbarians are...... Who of us understands the language of the Ming people? ”

The crowd looked at each other, stared at each other, and then they realized to their horror that none of them had been able to communicate with the Chinese skillfully because of the massacre of the Chinese!

Everyone's eyes were on the priest who spoke just now, perhaps, when a clergyman goes out, the other party can always find an interpreter to communicate with him, right?

The priest also knew that this was not the time to retreat, so he drew a cross on his chest, muttered a prayer to their god for protection, and nodded: "I can say a little bit of the words of a wise man, let me go." ”

Under the nervous gaze of the defenders, the priest with a white flag and a cross was taken down from the castle, and he walked towards the army of the Ming people step by step, and the Ming people were busy arranging the fortifications, and it seemed that they were preparing to besiege the castle for a long time. The priest muttered in his heart, and waited until he was about three hundred yards away from the other before someone looked up at him, and then two Akito soldiers trotted closer.

It can be seen from the movements of the Aketo soldiers that they are on guard. The priests also saw muskets in their hands, not arquebuses, but flintlock muskets, which were rare even in the Spanish army.

"I am a messenger of peace......"

The priest thought for a while before he said what he meant in a strange Chinese language, and although he listened with great difficulty, with some guesses, he roughly understood what he meant.

Soon he was brought to Luo Jiuhe and Tian Boguang, and when he saw another European standing next to him, a surprised expression suddenly appeared on his face.

"God, you are ...... Spaniard? ”

"God is not a Spaniard, I am not a Spaniard, I am Portuguese, honorable priest, please remember that." Domingo spoke to him fluently in Spanish.

"Well, Portuguese...... Are you actually in collusion with the Orientals? ”

The priest's face was full of anger, if he was facing only the Ming people, he would never be so angry, but with Europeans in the middle, it was another matter.

"No, I was just hired by these honorable gentlemen, who heard that a messenger had been sent from the city, so they asked me to be their interpreter." Domingo smirked, "Well, priest, I suggest you tell me what you mean, for I have noticed that my employer seems to be getting a little impatient." ”

"Tell your employer that we are willing to pay the tribute they want, to their emperor." The priest still knew the Orient very well, and he knew that there was only one great emperor in the entire Oriental world, and that was the emperor of China, and the emperor had always been interested in tribute.

Domingo spoke a few words to the Ming people in Mandarin, and then turned to the priest very sympathetically: "Mr. Priest, there is one thing I regret, although I have tried very hard to say good things for you, but these honorable generals have said that they are on the orders of Nanhai Bo to punish the mob who killed the Ming people, last year in Manila, more than 20,000 Ming people were killed, all the murderers, must be tried!" ”

The priest's eyes suddenly widened: "God, I persuaded them not to ...... like that."

"Priest, if you are wise, I suggest you intercede with these generals to save your lives. Just now they are already talking about burning at the stake or hanging, do you know who you provoked, it was Nanhai Bo, and the entire South China Sea was his fiefdom! ”

"The mighty Earl of the South Seas? God, God ......"

"There is also bad news, the general of Nanhai Bo has asked me to convey to you that, in view of the crimes of the Spaniards throughout Manila, they have declared the Spaniards persona non grata, and that the Ming Dynasty is the suzerainty, and that the Nanhai Bo, as the only nobleman authorized by the Ming Emperor to dispose of the affairs of the South Sea, hereby annuls any agreement made between the local government of the South China Sea and the Spaniards." Domingo said in a comforting tone, but between the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, there was schadenfreude that could not be hidden: "In short, whether it is Manila, Susong, or any other place, Nanhaibo will not allow the Spaniards to settle." ”

"It can't be!" The priest exclaimed, this is tantamount to the complete expulsion of the Spanish power from the East, for Spain, this is a fatal injury!

Although Spain has lost its prosperity due to the rise of Britain and the separation of the Netherlands, in the eyes of people like priests, they still have an advantage over the Ming Kingdom - there was no Spanish adventurer who thought that only a few dozen soldiers could conquer the Ming Kingdom! But now, the Ming Kingdom wants to expel them, which makes the priest a little excited: "God will send down his wrath and punish the heretics who dare to disrespect him, and let these damned heretics ...... hell forever."

"Priest, if I translate your words, I don't know if God will punish them, but they will punish you for a certain time." Domingo sneered.

The priest didn't know what to say, and at that moment he saw a group of Ming people pushing something in a cart, and the Ming generals ignored him and surrounded it.

It wasn't long before the thing was spread out, and it looked like a bag made of thick silk, but on a somewhat large scale. An arm-thick rope tied it to a huge rattan basket, and the Ming soldiers began to erect scaffolds around the large basket, and then used ropes to hang the silk cloth bag.

Immediately afterwards, the fire was raised, and the heat continued to rise with the smoke, pouring in through the opening of the pocket, and holding up the silk cloth. (To be continued)