Delgado, a reserve soldier, and his friends were transformed into the makeshift guard of Gusman, the governor of Santo Domingo. The small group of soldiers surrounded Gusman and quickly rushed to the headquarters of the defenders of the city. However, the weapons they were armed with were not the spears and knives of the reserve army, but the serious Spanish arquebuses.

As Gusman, naturally no one would come forward to stop him, but the soldiers here looked at Delgado with a bad look. The smart people among them have probably linked López's shooting to Delgado's plan to break the siege, after all, if it wasn't for Delgado's instigation, how could López appear in the most dangerous part of the city with his own risk. Of course, no one can figure out how the enemy gunners in ambush outside the city managed to accurately hit López from a distance. Even Delgado, who was involved, did not know exactly how the Haihan Army realized this seemingly impossible assassination plan.

But the discerning person saw that Delgado actually appeared next to Gusman, even if he thought about it with his ass, he knew that the entanglement between them was not so simple, although Gesman said that he couldn't usually manage the affairs of the military, but he was also playing the role of the city lord of Santo Domingo, and no one was willing to take the initiative to offend him. Although many people were staring at Delgado with fire in their eyes, no one stepped forward to trouble him, and even if one or two stunned young people planned to do so, they had already been held down by the old and serious people around them.

"Who's in charge here?" asked Gesman in a loud voice when he came to the small courtyard of the headquarters, "Come out and meet me!"

"My lord, there is no one in charge here for the time being. The people in the courtyard were silent for a while, and finally someone stepped forward to answer.

When Gusman saw that this person was Lopez's guard captain Giroud, and like Lopez, he was a die-hard, and immediately asked, "How is Captain López's injury now?"

"The Captain is in the rescue right now, and your Excellency should probably wait here before going in. Giroud was in the way into the house, and had no intention of getting out of the way.

"Captain Giroud, you don't want me to see the captain, what do you mean? Do you want to take this opportunity to seize the captain's command?" Gusman was also prepared for this, since someone refused to cooperate, then he did not hesitate to attack immediately, at this time it is often more important to have the first hand than to grasp the truth.

"My lord, I don't think so, but I suspect that Captain López's assassination has something to do with someone...... Giroud's eyes glared viciously at Delgado, who was beside Gusman, as if he was going to swallow him alive. As an eyewitness to the whole incident, Giroud believes that Delgado was the main person responsible for López's assassination, and it is likely that he deliberately arranged this opportunity for the Haihan people outside the city to do it.

Delgado didn't show the slightest fear, and directly confronted him with his eyes. He knew that if he flinched at this time, the timid and suspicious Gusman would probably immediately turn back again and give up cooperation with him. At that time, not only will it fail to achieve the goal of seizing power, but it may be disposed of as a murderer by López's supporters.

Although Gusman is usually a coward, he did not back down at the critical moment, and according to his agreement with Delgado in advance, when encountering such a situation of resistance, he should take a more tough attitude. Gusman sank his face and said, "That's right, if Delgado hadn't informed me in time, I can't imagine that there would be someone in the city who would collude with the Haihan people to attack Captain López!"

Before Giroud could understand, Gusman raised his hand and pointed at him and said, "You are a close confidant of Captain López, you know his behavior and habits best, and you also know his style of commanding operations, the Haihan people can quietly set up a blockade outside the city, and they can seize the opportunity to assassinate Captain López, isn't this because someone around him betrayed the information? After the incident, you prevented me from visiting Captain López's injuries, are you afraid that the captain will tell some truth that will completely expose you?"

"My lord, you are a bloody man, I haven't done anything to betray the captain, but this Delgado ......" Giroud realized that he was listed as a target of suspicion by Gusman, and quickly tried to defend himself. However, with a slow move, Gusman has already seized the opportunity, how can he leave him a chance to defend himself.

"You want to put this responsibility on Delgado? He is just a soldier of the reserve army, he usually works on the plantations outside the city, and only changed his status to serve the military in wartime, do you want to say that he is a semi-professional soldier who can access military secrets and sell them to the Haihans?" Gusman didn't wait for Giroud to finish speaking, and directly interrupted him to steal the conversation: "I heard that you also suggested to Captain López that you sent Delgado out of the city to break through and ask for help?" I didn't expect you to be so scheming, and you had already planned to frame Delgado from the beginning!"

"My lord, it was this Delgado who said that there was an enemy leader outside the city, so Captain López appeared in the danger area and was assassinated! He should be responsible for the assassination of Captain López!" Giroud saw that the situation was not good, and quickly shirked the responsibility, colluding with the enemy army to betray his boss, and he could not afford to bear the pot.

"The reasons are well made, but unfortunately a little too late. If Delgado hadn't seen the situation and sneaked out to find me to report the news, you would have arrested him and put him to death on this charge, right?" Guersman shook his head and said, "Giroud, you have disappointed me so much!"

Before Giroud could argue a few words, Guersman had already waved his hand and said, "Arrest this guy! I'm going to send him to a court-martial!"

Waiting for this opportunity, Delgado swarmed up with several other guards around Guersman, and pushed Giroud, who was still not fully aware of the situation, to the ground, first gagged with rags and then tied up with ropes. And Giroud's soldiers, you look at me, I look at you, but no one stepped forward to stop the actions of Delgado and others. Because after Gusman's plausible-sounding accusation, they really couldn't figure out whether their boss was loyal or treacherous. If he stood up against Gusman, he would probably be immediately disposed of as Giroud's associate.

Although it wasn't a good time to get scared, Gusman was in a good mood, and at this moment he had even forgotten that there were strong enemies outside the city. Being able to make one of the leaders of the local garrison deflated in front of him, Guersman felt that the comfort of being in control of the situation could not be better.

"Who else?" said Gusman, looking around at the people in the courtyard, his eyes bloodshot. He really wanted to see the expressions on the faces of these people at this time, especially those who usually treated him as transparent, but now they didn't dare to look at him at all.

"A bunch of cowards!no wonder they can't beat the enemy forces outside the city!" Gusman muttered under his breath and beckoned to Delgado, "You come in with me." ”

Delgado nodded and handed Giroud to his companion. He touched the short knife on his waist, and then followed Gusman into the emergency shelter that had been temporarily converted from headquarters.

From the entrance to the door, you can see the blood stains on the ground that have dried up and have not had time to wipe it off, some of which have been trampled on by the latecomers, and look shocking on the light stone floor. Gusman couldn't help but frown, because he really didn't like the smell of blood in the air. If it weren't for the situation, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to walk into such a place at all.

The staffing of Santo Domingo has always been relatively simple, and naturally there is no special military doctor, there is only one doctor in the city, and it is the kind that treats everything in internal and external medicine, and does not specialize in anything. At this time, the barefoot doctor was standing next to the rescue table made of two wooden tables, looking helplessly at López lying on the table. The floor next to the rescue table was covered with blood-stained cotton cloth, as well as several basins of blood used to clean wounds, the smell of blood was much stronger than that of the outhouse, and two assistants were cleaning up the medical waste in the house.

López was lying on the rescue table with his upper body on, with a gunshot wound on his right chest and right shoulder bandaged with a large piece of cotton cloth, but most of them were soaked in blood. Gusman frowned and leaned over, seeing that Lopez's face was as white as paper and his lips were blue, which was obviously a sign of excessive blood loss. Delgado also cautiously stepped to the side, trying to determine the severity of López's injury.

"Captain López's injuries are all right?" asked Gusman with a big grin.

The doctor was a Spaniard, but his status in the city was low, and he did not dare to have the slightest argument against Gusman, so he replied tremblingly: "My lord, the injury of Captain López...... I'm afraid I'm not optimistic......"

"What do you mean?" asked Gusman, narrowing his eyes.

"My lord, the captain's gunshot wound in the shoulder is fine, it's just an ordinary flesh wound, and it's okay to stop the bleeding. But this shot in the chest...... The bullet hit very deep and got stuck in his lungs, and there was no way to get it out...... Fear...... It's hard to ......."

"Are you saying Captain López's life can't be saved?" Gusman raised his voice, but there was no sadness in his tone.

The doctor looked at López who was in shock on the rescue table with some embarrassment, and did not directly answer Gusman's question, but nodded silently.

Guersman took a deep breath and calmed his agitated mind before he instructed the doctor, "You wait at the door, I'm going to have a few words with Captain López." ”

The doctor did not dare to ask any more questions, and resigned to the house, although there was still a Delgado who remained in the house, as if he did not see the existence of this man at all.

"What now, shall we wait here for him to come to his senses?" asked Gusman to Delgado.

Delgado, however, knew that Gusmann was not asking for his opinion, but that he wanted to shirk some of the blame. Delgado adjusted his breathing, took a bloodstained cotton cloth from the rescue table, and said to Gusman, "My lord, please stay away. ”

Gusman didn't answer, but turned around slowly. He knew what Delgado was up to, but he had to pretend he didn't know.

Delgado stepped forward, gave López a blank look, and then slammed his mouth and nose over a cotton cloth. Perhaps sensing the threat of death, López, who was in shock, suddenly opened his eyes, stared at Delgado's face, and subconsciously grabbed Delgado's wrist with his two hands. But he was so badly injured that his hands were completely weak, and he couldn't shake Delgado, who was pressing all his weight on his face.

"Captain, if you don't die, most of the people in the city will have to bury you, I'm sorry, I can only send you to God!" Delgado muttered to himself, not knowing if López would be able to hear what he was saying in this state, but he had added a lot of strength to his hand.

After a while, López, who was seriously injured, stopped struggling, Delgado slowly let go of his hand, took off the cotton cloth, first probed his nose, then touched the side of his neck, and finally opened López's eyelids to look at it, and then turned back to Guersman and reported: "My lord, Captain López has been summoned by the Lord because of his injuries. ”

"This is really sad news!" Gusman shook his head with a pretending of regret, "He is the pillar of our city of Santo Domingo!"

Delgado was not interested in appreciating Gusman's acting skills, and lowered his head and responded, "I'll call the doctor in." ”

When the doctor came in, Gusman said to him, "Captain López seems to have fainted again, check on him." ”

The doctor leaned over to check, and just now he had obviously wiped the blood on López's face, but at this time, his face was covered with blood, his face was hideous, and his hands trembled with fright, and he bowed and responded: "My lord, Captain Löpez...... Seriously injured!"

"Are you sure?" asked Gusman in a raised voice.

"Sure, sure!" The doctor actually knew very well what had happened just now, but he could only ask for self-preservation first, and then said: "The villain can see very clearly, the captain did die because of his injuries and excessive blood loss. ”

"Then wait a minute, please announce this fact to the soldiers outside, and don't let them have any bad misunderstandings!" Gusman's tone became cold again: "Remember, your wording must be true and credible, Santo Domingo City can't have any internal troubles now!"

"Yes, yes, the villain understands!" the doctor hurriedly responded, raising his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. If he can get out of Santo Domingo alive, the first thing the doctor will do is go back to Manila, and he won't stay here even if he pays a high salary.

López is dead, and his number one official has been arrested, and there is no one in the city who can stand in the way of Gusman's monopoly of power. After sending the soldiers to disperse, Gusman asked Delgado, "I think you must have a way to get in touch with the Haihan army outside the city, right?"