Zheng Zhibao had a smile on his face, but the atmosphere in the room was a little solemn.

The source of the solemn atmosphere was the person sitting across from him.

His name was Conley, and he was the initiator of the rebellion and the leader of a large nearby village. Conley was sitting there with a sad face, as if he was going to guillotine tomorrow.

"General Zheng, don't you know, these Spaniards' firearms are quite powerful, don't look at the three thousand soldiers in the city now, tomorrow they will pull the artillery over, this broken city can't be defended at all. We're all going to die. ”

After a while, Conley said sullenly.

"It's okay, if you can't keep it, don't keep it. It's better to go into the mountains to the west than to starve to death here. Zheng Zhibao said with a smile, seemingly indifferent to things outside the city.

"You said it lightly, how many people have to die!"

"So what's not? Give up now? Go out and prostrate yourself at the feet of the Spaniards, kiss the instep of their feet, and ask them to reward you with a mouthful of food to eat? Zheng Zhibao's expression became serious. Do you think that the king of this huge Luzon is really so good? ”

"This 、、、"

Conley stopped talking.

He was originally the head of a village, not rich and powerful, but his family was prosperous, and he was also a little famous in Zuo. Somehow, two months ago, a businessman from Taiwan approached him.

Ask him if he wants to get rid of the Spanish red-haired ghost and become king himself.

Conley was almost scared to pee.

In addition to the fact that he can also make people satisfied, how can he be a king.

Who knew that this Taiwanese businessman directly identified himself and said that he was an official of the Ming Dynasty. I can't bear to watch the people of Luzon live in dire straits, and I'm ready to help them get rid of the red-haired ghosts.

Conley naturally didn't believe it, but the merchant was not in a hurry, and took Conley to a mountain forest and showed him thousands of weapons of various colors.

Conley was moved, not because he had weapons to rebel. Rather, this Taiwanese businessman said that he had royal blood and was the blood of the king. and took out a canonized edict, saying that as long as he was willing to cooperate with the actions of the Ming Dynasty, the edict would immediately write his name, and as long as the Spaniards were driven out, he would be the king of Luzon who had been canonized by the Ming Dynasty.

Of course, if he does not agree, the name written on the edict will be the same. Anyone can have royal blood as long as they want.

He agreed, and the merchant wrote his name on the edict in front of him.

Conley expressed his full cooperation, just as Oraza took away everyone's rations, causing extreme dissatisfaction among the people, under the guidance of this businessman, he found people nearby to lobby, and took out the edict written by His Majesty the Ming Emperor, and said that he was a descendant of the royal family, recognized by the Ming Emperor, and was ready to support his restoration.

Let's not say that this edict is true or false, and the *** Houlu promised by Conley made them excited.

These ancestors have been peasant natives for generations, and they never thought that one day they would be able to have a relationship with the royal family.

Most of them agreed after much deliberation. Of course, there are also those who disagree or even clamo to denounce, but they are all dealt with by this businessman.

And this businessman is Zheng Zhibao, who lurked over on Zheng Zhilong's orders.

Zheng Zhibao kept tempting Conley, first with weapons, then with armor, and finally with a hundred arquebuses.

Conley's confidence was greatly increased, and after conspiring with several other fellow believers, he directly rose up and killed the Spanish soldiers stationed in the city of Baranga and the traitors who tried to resist, and the uprising began.

But the blood will be cold after all, and today Conley hid on the city wall and saw the Spanish soldiers brought by Franco, those heavily armed soldiers, which made the fear sealed in his heart awaken again.

He was scared again.

With a sad face, he asked Zheng Zhibao if he could temporarily avoid his peak and avoid these Spanish soldiers.

"Conley, in your opinion, these Spaniards are terrible. But in my opinion, they are nothing more than a bunch of self-righteous white-skinned pigs. The firearms they are proud of are not worth mentioning in the eyes of my Daming. These, you'll soon know. In more than twenty days, the rice will be ripe, do you know why I have to let you start an accident at this time? ”

"I don't know."

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Chapter 303: The Bloodline of the Luzon Royal Family

"That's because after more than twenty days, the people of your island will find that the yield of food in the hope of a satisfying stomach will be pitiful. Maybe one acre of land can produce a hundred catties? Two hundred pounds? Maybe it's not well managed, and it's not even a few dozen catties. I won't tell you why. But as long as you can resist this wave of Oraza's attack, you will be the most powerful one in Luzon in the future. Restoration of the country, enthronement, just around the corner! ”

Zheng Zhibao's tone was low, but the words he said were very shocking.

Let the timid Conley be firm again.

"General Zheng! I was wrong. What do you say next!? ”

"Out of town! Kill these Spaniards and turn them upside down! ”

"What!?" Conley's eyes widened again.

"Not now. It's night! ”

"At night?"

Zheng Zhibao nodded and said his plan.

Outside the city, Franco commanded the soldiers to look at the trees all afternoon, and it was not until the night grew thick that he stopped, took out the dry food he had brought, and found a small river to eat.

Rojas hasn't come back yet, and although it's not far from here to the southern seashore, it takes a day and a half to go back and forth, not to mention that he has to pull dozens of cannons when he comes back.

After a quick bite to eat, Franco made his rounds around the barracks before going headlong into the tent and sleeping.

Everyone else was tired from the day, but they all found their own place and fell into their dreams.

It didn't take long for the whole camp to fall silent.

Shouts and insects chirping and frogs mingled from inside the tent, interweaving a piece of music that was not very beautiful.

Three miles away in the city of Balanga.

Conley was mobilizing in front of the station.

This is what Zheng Zhibao taught him, he must give a speech before fighting, otherwise the morale of the soldiers will not be raised.

His heart was pounding, and that was because he was a little nervous.

"We all know what's next. Red-haired ghost! I know you're scared. To be honest, I'm scared too! But being afraid doesn't necessarily mean retreating!

The red-haired ghost has bullied us for decades! , pee, and poop on our heads! Even if it was before, at least I could barely survive with enough food. What now? You won't even give me food!

A few days ago, one of my brothers went into the mountains to find food and was bitten to death by a poisonous snake! What do you say, what are these red-haired ghosts going to do? Isn't it clear that let's die!?

We can endure it, but will our children endure it in the future? Would you like to watch him live a life that is not as good as a pig or a dog? If not, then take up the weapons in your hands and come with me to see their necks broken and their hearts pierced! I swear in the name of the King of Luzon that if he succeeds in recovering the country, he will not be stingy! Kill! ”

"Kill!"

Chapter 303: The Bloodline of the Luzon Royal Family