After Yu Guozhen developed the hot air boat, he knew that it would be a strategic-level weapon in this era, but the technical threshold of the hot air boat was not high, as long as it appeared on the battlefield, it would not take long for the enemy to figure out its principle.

Especially in the East, Kong Ming lanterns and marquee lanterns have applied the principle of hot air.

But for now, at least, the Spaniards simply had no way to face the three air-hot boats overhead, and they were ready for a new bombardment, but to their surprise, the first to come down from the sky was a liquid with a pungent smell.

"It's ...... Oil? A Spaniard asked, uncertain.

It was the oil, which was a by-product of Xinxiang's coking coal, and it smelled so bad that Yu Guozhen threw it to the research institute and asked them to figure out how to use the oil, which has no specific use so far, so it is used as a combustion agent. Yesterday's bombing also exposed the shortcomings of the limited bomb load of the hot air boat, which was only less than 300 catties of explosives, which could not cause sustained damage to the enemy, so today, for the first time, they no longer brought bombs, but stinky kerosene.

Sprinkle a piece of oil on the city wall, two large barrels combined, there are nearly three hundred catties, which can spill a large piece, and then the palm thunder is thrown down, and with a bang, the oil begins to burn.

"They're going to burn the door!"

The stone walls are indeed thick, but the gate is always the weak point of the castle, and if the castle gate is opened, the next step will be the most tragic battle for the city - Coqueira is a little strange, the Ming people do not make much sense to do this, because even if the castle gate is burned down, the Ming people want to pour in from this narrow space. There is still a heavy price to pay.

Immediately after he understood what the Ming people really meant, two wooden barrels fell from the air, splashing oil everywhere, and the fire quickly spread, and the scorching smell became more and more pungent. After emptying the two airboats, they began to turn back, and about thirty minutes later. They came again, and they dumped stinking kerosene again.

The door fell into flames with a thud, and the Spaniards did not dare to extinguish the fire. Because overhead, there is always a hot air boat hovering, thinking of the bomb falling from the head. No Spaniard wants to be exposed.

After four trips, the wind gradually picked up, and the two air-to-air boats with oil turned around, while the hovering one slowly moved towards the interior of the castle, and when it came to the cathedral in the castle, it threw a huge bomb at the cross at the top of the church.

"God......

Seeing this scene from afar, Coquela muttered, and around him, there was an uproar.

The church is a sacred place, and. The women, children, and children of the city are praying in the church, which is their refuge!

With a huge explosion and a mushroom cloud rising, this religious building built by the Spaniards was reduced to ruins in the blink of an eye. Spain, which has loved ones in it at home, can no longer hold back. They ran in the direction of the cathedral crying, hoping to save their loved ones.

The vast majority of what they could see were only bloody corpses.

At this time, they forget that just last year, they were involved in a brutal genocide and massacre. When they raised their knives or muskets and killed the Chinese, the Chinese wept and prayed for mercy, but they had no mercy and were proud of their robbery, just as they had done in the Americas and in Africa!

It's just that what they are now facing is not the hopeless races of the Americas and Africa, but the descendants of China, a people with thousands of years of pioneering and learning spirit. They can temporarily defeat the descendants of Huaxia, but each time they get up, they become stronger until they can contend with them, destroy them, and wash away their sins with their blood and wailing!

After this bombing, the city of Manila was filled with cries. Throughout the morning and afternoon, the Tiger Guard launched no new attacks, but by the time the sun was setting in the evening, the wind was suitable again, and the three hot air boats were again at the head of Manila.

Bombing and burning, alternating between the two, turned the royal city of Manila into a hell, and the Spaniards who hid in the city wailed in the shaking and burning. But this righteous revenge will not end because of their misery at this time, just as these robbers who believe in the nature of the evil god to plunder will never reflect on this loss.

The five-day siege ended with the burning of the entire royal city of Manila, and all the Spaniards in the city were burned to the ground—some of them tried to break out of Hell and surrender, but were blocked by the Tiger Guards with heavy fire. The war has reached this point, and the offensive and defensive momentum has changed, so the initiative is always in the hands of the tiger guard. In the entire city, the only survivor was a priest named Juan, and the reason why he survived was not because the tiger guard had a soft hand, but because Luo Jiuhe felt that someone needed to tell the Spaniards about the revenge of the Huaxia.

This is also a warning to all European bandits: the Southeast Islands are the traditional sphere of influence of the Chinese people, and the South China Sea is the inland sea of China, where only one voice can make the final decision, and this voice can only belong to China!

The tragic Father Juan, who left Manila with fear and hatred, was escorted away when an unexpected event occurred.

"You mean, a group of natives came to see me?"

Luo Jiuhe was very surprised when he heard the news, he asked again, and after getting the confirmation, he showed a faint smile.

"Okay, let me see, what kind of native it is."

It wasn't long before a small, dark, thin native was brought to him, and when he came, he saluted, and then began to say something.

They were accompanied by a merchant who knew the language of the natives, and when the merchant heard this, his face was astonished and he laughed: "Bureau, this man claims to be called Ajiro, and he is the son of the leader of the tribe of the Natives outside Manila, he said...... Thank you to us for driving out the Spaniards and retaking the city of Manila for them. ”

"For them?" Meng Guangren next to him suddenly became angry: "What kind of garbage are they, how can the blood of our tiger guard be shed for such a half-human, half-beast thing?" ”

Previously, Yu Guozhen had sent people to investigate the massacre of the Spaniards, and learned that the Spanish massacre of the Chinese in Luzon was not the first time, as early as more than 30 years ago, that is, in 1603 AD, the Spaniards had already carried out a massacre of the Chinese in Luzon, and the victims were as many as 23,000 (the Spaniards' own statistics) to 30,000 (the estimate of the governor of Fujian in the Ming Dynasty), in that massacre, the Spaniards plundered a lot of wealth, and only confiscated more than 36,000 pesos for military use, which were paid into the treasury of the Spanish royal family. There were also more than 30,000 pesos, and the rest of the plundered are difficult to count. In last year's massacre, about 22,000 to 24,000 Chinese were killed, and the corpses of Chinese people accumulated in the river, and even the fish in the river grew up eating human flesh, and "the water in several rivers was so polluted by the corpses that it was inedible for six months" (all of the above are historical facts). And in this massacre, these natives have always been the vanguard and accomplices!

Now, seeing that the Tiger Guard has wiped out the Spaniards, they dare to brazenly ask for merit and reward, and even want to swallow the fruits of the Tiger Guard's victory!

"Ask him why he thinks we have come to take Manila for them." Luo Jiuhe said with a smile.

"He said that their ancestors were also from the Ming Kingdom, and his ancestor's name was Zheng He, and he was a great official of the Ming Kingdom......" The merchant couldn't help but laugh when he said this.

"Hahaha......"

Everyone who heard this laughed.

Zheng He has been in the palace as an internal prisoner since he was a child, where are there any descendants! Even if this Ajiluo is really a descendant of the sailors and soldiers of Zheng He's fleet, he has been in Yidi for so long, and his words and deeds are no different from Yidi!

What's more, Yu Guozhen's order is that no natives are allowed to appear within a radius of fifty miles from Manila!

This is also because considering that the entire island of Luzon is a tropical jungle and it is difficult to go deep, so for the time being, only such restrictions are made, in fact, it is a demand that all the natives around Manila who may have participated in the massacre of the Chinese will be killed.

After cleaning up Manila City, Luo Jiuhe's next thing to do is this, so this Ah Ji Luo came to beg for Manila, and he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead!

"Kill it." Luo Jiuhe didn't bother to pay attention to it, waved his hand, and the two tiger guards picked up Na Jiluo directly, and then put a rope around his neck, and hung it on a tree.

"Clean up the city of Manila and hang all the prisoners." Luo Jiuhe put his hands behind his back and gave an order coldly: "These things are handed over to the Japanese people." ”

The so-called Japanese people are the military laborers who came with them this time. In this southern expedition, Xinxiang used sixteen warships, plus the captured ones, a total of twenty warships, and eighteen transport and supply ships, a fleet of nearly forty ships, carrying nearly 20,000 soldiers, in addition, considering that there must be a lot of chores to do, he temporarily requisitioned 1,500 Japanese laborers from the iron mines of Changhua - these are all labor sold by Amakusa Shiro to Xinxiang in exchange for weapons. They had been working in the Shilu Iron Mine for more than a year, so they knew the system of Xinxiang very well, and understood that this was a rare opportunity for them, so they took the lead in doing things, especially when they hoisted the prisoners.

"Please, Hiyoshimaru, don't hang me, we're fellow villagers!"

Coincidentally, among the hanging mercenaries, one of them recognized his fellow countryman, and he called out the other party's nickname and pleaded loudly.

"I'm really sorry, Lan Maru, the lord of the Ming Kingdom has an order, I can only hang you, you can die with peace of mind." His fellow townsman apologized, but neatly put the rope around his neck.

The surrounding Wakoku people all laughed at the Ranmaru being hanged, and after he lost his breath, the Wato with the nickname Hiyoshi Maru wiped a handful of tears and continued to hang the next one.

"If we don't cheer up, when Ouyi bullies us, we will be no different from these Japanese people." When Luo Jiuhe saw this scene, he thought to himself.

(To be continued)