Chapter 865: Infighting
The once bustling market was now empty, and Bartolok kicked open the doors of several storefronts in succession, but could not find a single person. He couldn't stop swearing viciously, but it didn't help solve his difficulties, force! He needs manpower now, and with these dozens of people on his hands, it is impossible to organize a decent defense, and the Ming army can completely collapse his defense line with just one charge.
Compared with the stupid guy who broke through, he had to be lucky, at least he didn't have to be surrounded and slashed by a few warships, and he died so aggrieved. The captain of the Aquaman, who must have drunk his hatred under the axe of the barbarians, was a brave man, but God did not care for him.
There were many pirates who escaped ashore, but it was a mess, no one could find anyone, the subordinates were not clear, the morale of the troops was low, and it was impossible to use them as soldiers. In the past, he was only responsible for commanding the leader on the first floor, and for the minions below, he may not really obey him. Now that the battle has been lost, these people can't count on it.
The six companies he had left behind on land were now only able to contact two platoons, both of which had also suffered heavy losses in the battle. Xu Ji's stab in the back caused the Portuguese soldiers to be plotted by their comrades around them without taking precautions, and collapsed before they could make an effective response.
The actual strength of these two platoons is only about half, and it will take a while for them to find themselves. The rest of the company seemed to have retreated to the castle, but Bartollok's liaison to the castle brought back the disheartening news that Father Perez had declared him temporary commander of the castle and refused Bartolok access to the castle.
After his expedition, there appears to have been a small rebellion in the castle, with the female musketeers and Hsu's pirate forces attempting to take control of the castle but were thwarted. Perez immediately assumed the position of commander and transferred most of the island's supplies to the castle, denying access to others. His order, which is said to have won the support of the occupants of the castle, was rejected even by him, the commander.
"Mutiny, this is a shameful mutiny, Perez, this bastard, should be burned at the stake!" The angry Bartolok kicked over the booth in front of him, and the shouts of killing seemed to be closer to him, and the large-scale landing of the Ming army may have begun.
When the troops landed, they were the most vulnerable. If he can control those six companies, he may be able to launch a counter-assault when they land, and beat the Ming army into the sea, although he lost the naval battle, but at least he can guarantee the ownership of the island. It's all the hell that Perez did.
Those frightened pirates can't be counted on, no matter how many of them there are, I'm afraid they won't be able to undertake the task of blocking them, and after Xu's rebellion, Bartolok himself can't say who else can be trusted. Every pirate, even every native, has the potential to rebel. According to the information he had, the original Chinese craftsmen on the island had launched a rebellion, they controlled the gun workshop, and were acting as internal agents and guides for the officials and soldiers.
Since they can rebel, then the pirates are also not to be trusted, and they can use them, are they the people in front of them? He looked at these troops, made up of sailors and soldiers, and was greatly dismayed, counting on these people, it was impossible to defeat so many barbarians.
One officer advised, "Your Excellency, I don't think we should stay here, it's too dangerous. We should quickly shift our positions and retreat to ...... Church to go. β
Church? Bartolock's eyes lit up, it might be a good place, at least the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty might not be interested there. "Very well, let's go to church, I think we might be able to turn defeat into victory by praying, all of us, step up and move forward."
Inside the church, all the candles are burning, illuminating the room, and Sister Greti, dressed in a nun's dress, prays devotionally in front of the icon. The hustle and bustle outside didn't seem to affect her in the slightest. When the soldiers and sailors saw this scene, their chaotic steps involuntarily lightened a little, and even the movements of closing the door and latching the door were as gentle as possible.
"Sister Greti, why are you here? Damn Perez, he's just a devil, is he going to drive even his own sisters out of the castle? Listen to me, you should go back now and stay in the castle, at least it's safer there. β
With a veil over her face, Greti said in a gentle tone, "Thank you, Commander, for your kindness, but I think it is the power of God that is more reliable than the castle. As long as we pray sincerely, God will surely protect us from the infidels. β
"Really? We must have not prayed enough when we were at sea just now. Move fast, move fast, close the door, and move the statue over, and the candlestick. I'm sorry nun, we need to make this place more combat-friendly, and you should go back to your room. There will be deaths, a lot of deaths, a lot of injuries, you shouldn't be seeing that. β
"I think what you said may be right, but ...... But I'm a little scared to go back by myself, can you give me a drop? β
Bartolok shook his head, why would the Church send such a naΓ―ve fool to such a place, he didn't think much of this nun, but his own men couldn't guarantee it. At this time, it's safer to send her yourself.
He tried to maintain a gentlemanly demeanor and followed Grati into the confessional at the back, but Grati seemed to slip under his feet, and with a scream, he fell into Bartolock's arms.
"Nun, I think you must be tired, you need to get some rest." Bartoloch, who was holding the nun, tried to keep the distance between the two of them, but he didn't want the nun to stick to it, and his hand ran down his leg and slid towards the root, and the veil had been lifted at some point, revealing a beauty that was enough to make all men crazy.
"Your Excellency, Commander,...... I'm scared. What will those barbarians do to me if they catch me? Oh it's creepy to think about, you're a gentleman, a very good gentleman, I hope you can protect me, at least you're better than an infidel. β
"Hey listen nun, I think you must be crazy, you're a clergyman, you can't ...... Hell, go to his clergy. The nun's hand seemed to have some kind of magic, and with just three or two strokes, Bartolok went into madness. He rarely had such a rush to do so, even if the Ming army came in now, he would have to have this woman first.
With a low roar, he lifted the nun's robe and reached inside, and the nun's hand untied his belt and grasped the source of life, and as Bartolok took in a breath of cold air, Greti's hand suddenly squeezed hard.
Outside the confessional room, a group of soldiers with indifferent faces appeared from the hiding place, the muskets in their hands were aimed at their former military comrades, the fire rope was burning, the muzzles were glowing with cold light, and two of the six companies appeared.