During the rainy season in the tropics, there may be several days a day, or several days at a time.

It had been raining for the past few days, intermittently, not very heavy, about an hour or two, or three or four hours before it stopped.

Today's rain is particularly heavy, so the Datong army chose to attack.

How big is it?

It's like God carrying a bucket and pouring water down there.

Bang Bang Ya people, later officially translated as Bang Bang Ya people. They are the natives who live in the vicinity of Manila, and they have also rebelled against Spain, but they have long been completely tamed, at least around the city.

They were the most loyal lackeys of the Spanish colonizers!

Mabala's grandfather was killed by the Spaniards. Mabala's father was a slave to the Spaniards. And Mabala himself, was a mercenary from Spain.

The forts on the city wall were originally built with shacks to protect against rain, but today's rain is too great for the shacks to prevent it at all.

The Spanish gunners had withdrawn and hid in their houses to take shelter from the rain.

Mabala and the other Bangbangja soldiers were placed in the fort huts to defend themselves, scooping the rainwater out of the huts by the way. He scooped several times, and the more he scooped, the more he scooped, and finally he had to give up and simply lie down on the barrel to rest.

A strong wind blew and the top of the shack was blown off.

Mabala immediately took his bow and arrows and left, and with half a lifetime of experience, he felt that this was the prelude to a typhoon.

The doors and windows of the city were closed, and even the rooms on the upper floor of Manila that were used to observe the enemy's situation were closed deadly. Even, nail the windows so that they don't get blown open by the typhoon.

On the Dutch friendly side, the doors and windows were also closed tightly, and the hammer was struck, and the commander Peter even boiled hot tea.

Two thousand soldiers of the Datong Expeditionary Force rushed forward carrying simple ladders.

There was already water on the ground that could not be drained, and they waded through the ankle-deep water and struggled to make their way through the raging storm. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and some of the soldiers were blown down by the strong wind as they walked, and it took a great deal of effort to get up and stand firm.

They helped each other to the bottom of the city, and with great difficulty set up the ladder on the wall.

More than a dozen people had to work together, or the ladder would be blown away. The soldiers of the Datong Army at the lower end of the ladder firmly held the ladder and climbed up one by one.

Tiehong only climbed a meter high, and he felt like he was going to be blown away by the wind.

He grabbed the ladder with both hands, and every time he climbed up, he had to exert all his strength.

Not far from him, a fighter did not hold on to it and fell from the top of the ladder, being scraped more than a meter away when he landed. And before he could fully stand up, he was blown by the wind and rolled again, rolling for several meters before stopping the momentum.

Fortunately, the walls of Manila were not high, and it took less than five minutes for Tiehong to grit his teeth and climb up.

There were more and more soldiers entering the city, and Tiehong divided the people into two groups.

One group followed him into the rooms where he killed people, and one group opened the gates to welcome friendly troops.

The doors and windows of the castle tower were shut, Tie Hong untied the wrought iron rod, grabbed the wall with one hand to stabilize his body, and slammed on the door with the iron rod in the other.

The Spanish commander and gunner inside, completely unaware of the enemy's arrival, thought that it was a friendly force to deliver the message, and took the initiative to open the door.

The moment the door was opened, Tie Hong swooped in, and the wind whistled in through the door.

"Tang people?"

The Spanish commander's eyes widened, and as soon as he drew his saber, two of the outer non-commissioned officers had already been knocked to death.

The creature rushed forward with his saber in his hand, and raised his hand to stab the knife out, and the wrought iron rod had already poked through. A stick stabbed him in the chest, and he was directly poked into the air, and then he was kicked in the abdomen, and immediately flew back upside down.

Boast!

A stick fell, and the Spanish commander's head blossomed.

Due to the suddenness of the attack, only one Datong soldier was wounded in the capture of the tower. On the contrary, when climbing the wall, he was injured more, all of them were blown down by the wind, and some unlucky people were even broken legs.

After occupying the front tower, the city gate was also opened, and the Datong soldiers braved the wind and rain to kill the Bangbangya military camp.

The wind and rain were blowing, and they did not argue about things, and they had never been to the city, so they could only rely on the route pointed out by the Chinese believers.

Although the Chinese cannot settle in the city, they can work in the city, otherwise the whole city cannot function. The Datong soldiers silently recited the words "forward" and "to the right", and when they reached the Bangbangya military camp, nearly half of them had already dispersed, and only more than 1,200 people were left to follow Tiehong.

"Kill!"

The shouting of killing came out of his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, it was muffled by the sound of wind and rain.

In such bad weather, the grassroots structure of the army was completely disrupted. According to the training of the "Infantry Drill Code", they spontaneously formed temporary squads nearby, and in groups of several or a dozen people, they stormed the houses in the barracks.

Mabala had changed her clothes and was sleeping in bed when she suddenly heard a knock on the door outside.

"You still have to defend the city in such a big storm?" Mabala was furious, thinking that the Spaniards had come to give the order.

In this barracks, there are about 30 state soldiers.

Some are sleeping, some are gambling, and some are bragging and chatting.

After shirking each other, there was finally a gas bag to open the door.

Wind and rain poured in through the crack in the door, and then he was kicked open, and the person who opened the door didn't even have time to scream before he was stabbed in the neck.

Four people were killed in the house one after another, and Mabala, who was lying down and sleeping, finally felt that something was wrong, and at the same time heard the shouts of his roommates. He rolled over and grabbed the machete, and was about to stand up when he saw a flash of light.

Mabala collapsed in pain, but not yet dead.

I don't know who stepped on it, and the pain on my body was even worse. He slowed for a few seconds to get up, and was about to raise the knife when he was stabbed in the back and then stabbed in the back.

Mabala fell again, this time unable to fight again, and his vision became more and more blurred.

He felt the storm pouring into the house, and as far as his eyes could see, many feet walked around. He couldn't understand why someone was fighting on a typhoon day.

He's dead.

Tie Hong led his troops to slaughter the Bangbangya military camp, and the Datong army only lost 1 person and 36 were wounded.

However, the wind and rain were getting stronger and stronger, and Tie Hong was unable to gather troops at all, and he did not dare to leave the barracks with his troops again. Tiehong must be in this barracks, sheltering from the raging storm, and as for the hundreds of soldiers in the city who are lost, they can only survive on their own.

In the afternoon, the typhoon really came, and some trees were uprooted.

Inside and outside the city, a large number of houses have been torn off their roofs, and the water in the streets of the city is waist-deep. Before evening, the sky became black and oppressive, and Tie Hong thought of a Chinese idiom he had learned: Wind and rain are like obscurity!

"Hell, it's coming so early this year!"

Peter, the commander of the Dutch army, hid in his house and cursed, he still did not know that the Chinese friendly troops had sent troops.

The Spanish governor, Coqueira, was likewise ignorant of military affairs.

He hid in the castle, drinking ginger tea to relieve the humidity, and lay in a rocking chair and leisurely smoked his pipe.

The typhoon lasted for two days, and the wind and rain finally subsided, and the afternoon of the third day suddenly cleared.

"Doodoo Dot ......"

There was a sudden suona kick in the city, but Coqueira didn't take it seriously, he didn't know that it was the order of the Datong Army to gather troops.

The Datong army, which was scattered and hid in the houses in the city, rushed out of the houses one after another, and quickly gathered in the direction of suona.

Tie Hong counted the number of people, a total of 2,000 soldiers braved the rain to attack the city, aside from the known casualties, there were still 28 people missing at this time. I don't know if he died in a typhoon, in a battle, or because he was sick and couldn't move.

Wang Hui, who received the news, quickly came to occupy the entire city with the remaining troops.

There were also six towers, which were not cleared by the defenders due to the heavy wind and rain that day, and battles soon broke out in these places.

"Your Excellency the Governor, the enemy has entered the city!" The adjutant rolled in in a panic.

Coquela exclaimed, "How did they get into the city?" ”

The adjutant replied: "It should be a typhoon attacking and quietly occupying a city wall." ”

Coquela was shocked: "Invite the archbishop into the castle!" ”

There are hospitals, schools, and churches in the city, all of which are important strongholds.

"Archbishop, the Chinese army is here!" A large number of Spanish civilians fled towards the church and the castle.

Luo Wenzao took up arms and intended to assist the archbishop in defending the church.

Luo Wenzao, the word Ruding, the number I save, is a person from Fu'an, Fujian, and his parents are Buddhists.

Zhao Han ordered the expulsion of unruly missionaries, and Luo Wenzao followed the Franciscan priests, abandoned his family and fled to Manila, where he was allowed to live in the church.

Historically, this was the first Chinese bishop in the world.

"There's a Tang man here, kill him!" Spanish civilians discovered Rowen algae.

Archbishop Miguel hurriedly shouted: "He is religious, he is the most faithful believer of the Lord!" ”

However, the Spanish civilians, who were useless, angry and frightened, collectively slaughtered Rowenzao.

In another time and space, because of the "Chinese etiquette dispute", Luo Wenzao was placed under house arrest in Manila. If you can't fight with eight poles, you have to put Chinese missionaries under house arrest, not to mention that the Datong army has now invaded the city.

Luo Wenzao wanted to defend himself, and wanted to say that he would help defend the church.

But before he could finish his sentence, the clubs of the Spanish civilians smashed at him.

The crucifix stands in the hall of the church, and under the watchful eye of Jesus, Rowenzao was beaten to death by Spanish civilians.

Archbishop Miguel hid in fright, crossed his chest and said, "Poor man, may you ascend to heaven, and the Lord will bless you." ”

The weather was so humid that even if it was properly kept, the gunpowder on both sides was damp.

Even the remaining Bangbangya soldiers had difficulty fighting with their bows and arrows, because the bowstrings were very powerful when they were damp.

Completely turned into a cold weapon battle, thousands of troops broke into the church, and Archbishop Miguel did not have time to escape into the castle.

"The Lord will punish these heretics!"

Miguel pointed at the Datong Army, hissing a lung-splitting curse.

Missionaries in the Philippines, there is not a single innocent person. The Archbishop of Manila, who is the only one who exists as the Governor, has participated in the massacre of China every time, and even played a role in fueling the flames.

The missionaries in the villages and towns must have been the largest landowners and the supreme rulers of the land.

When eighty percent of the Spanish civilians were killed, Miguel rushed with his scepter raised.

As soon as he got close, he was slashed with a knife.

Churches, schools, hospitals...... One after another, they were occupied, and only the castle where the governor led his troops to garrison remained.