"Breaking your oath?"

The smile on Xie Xuelong's face became even stronger.

"Where do you start?"

"Didn't we make an agreement a few days ago? We release you people of the Ming Dynasty, and you will no longer fight against Manila. The deed was signed, and the superintendent was also issued. Can't it be that you forgot it so quickly?" He laughed, but Franco couldn't.

"That's what you said." Xie Xuelong took out the deed from his arms. "I'm a Jinshi in the twenty-first year of Wanli, and I have a good memory. No, the deed is still here. I'll pick out the key content and read it:

Franco, the representative of the Spanish side, returned the 3,215 overseas Chinese of the Ming Dynasty who had been seized, and Xie Xuelong, the representative of the Ming Dynasty, no longer led the First Fleet to attack Manila.

There's also our signatures on it, what's the problem?"

Franco stared blankly at Xie Xuelong.

What's the problem?

Big problem!

"Didn't Inspector Xie promise not to attack Manila again?"

"Yes! I promised! Have I attacked?"

"You... This! I—" Franco's face flushed and became incoherent.

They all brought so many warships to the door of people's homes, isn't it called an attack?

"Inspector, this is a quibble!"

"I can't say that, I'm doing what we agreed. I promised not to lead a fleet against Manila again, but I didn't say I wouldn't attack ships in Manila Bay. Besides, even if there is a fight, it is not led by me. The generals under my command keep giving orders, and I can't help a weak scholar, right?"

......

Franco felt like his brain couldn't turn.

It sounds high-sounding, but it doesn't sound like that? What does it mean to attack only the fleet and not the city? What does it mean that the generals under him do not obey orders? When I signed the deed, wasn't Bang Xiang with a chest pat, saying that I had a big hand?

He never thought that he could restrain an army with a deed, and he was even completely prepared for the other party to tear up the promise. But if you don't abide by the agreement, forget it, what's the matter with being so shameless?

Looking at Franco's expression, Lu Shiyun tried hard not to let himself laugh.

After such a long period of contact, he has a considerable understanding of Xie Xuelong.

Before, he thought that Xie Xuelong was a very stylish person, but now, in fact, there are not many shameless supervisors of literati.

At this moment, the soldier in charge of the lookout shouted:

"There is a situation!"

Everyone turned back and looked into the bay, where a convoy of thirty or forty warships was heading towards them.

Xie Xuelong was stunned for a moment and looked at Franco.

"Looks like it saved you!"

Then his face suddenly became sharp, and he said to Lu Shiyun on the side:

"Attack!"

"Yes!"

Lu Shiyun took the order to pick up the walkie-talkie, and asked the soldiers to play the offensive flag against the warship under Zheng Zhilong's command.

Who just said that his generals didn't listen to orders? Isn't that fast?

Franco glanced at Xie Xuelong, and found that Xie Xuelong's whole person's momentum at this time had changed, and he was full of decisive momentum of killing, where was there still half a good old man who had just smiled.

The seven battleships of the First Fleet took the lead and rushed directly at the other side with their cannons. The warships under Zheng Zhilong's command were also divided into fifty ships, which followed closely behind, with the intention of destroying all the opponents.

Franco stood on the deck, feeling the fierce gunfire of the Suncheon up close, and the rapid speed. A strong sense of powerlessness rose in my heart. Not to mention that in this Luzon, the dialect of the whole world, who can compete with this invincible fleet?

They attacked the fleet led by Ciro, who had gathered a total of thirty-eight ships from outside Manila. There is another fleet like him, but the commander of the other team does not deal with him, so there is no one.

The telescopes of the First Fleet were much more advanced, so until the fire was fired

, Ciro did not see any trace of the other party. Of course, due to the long distance, the hit rate of the shells was also low, and it took more than a dozen rounds to hit one of the ships of the Ciro fleet.

Looking at the tragic situation of the warships around him, Ciro knew that it was broken, and it must be the fleet of the Ming Dynasty that was calling again!

But what now?

Manila is falling, and there is a blockade from the other side in front of you, so you can't fly over, right?

Thinking that the opponent's warships were seven, Ciro gritted his teeth and ordered the fleet to disperse and move at full speed.

As long as dozens of their own warships are bent on escaping, how many can their seven warships stop?

Sure enough, as soon as the fleet dispersed, the opponent's artillery hit rate was even lower.

Ciro felt that he had made the right bet and that he still had a good chance of escaping.

But the boat had been moving for a while, and he had been holding the binoculars and realized that something was wrong.

Where are the seven ships on the other side! At least a few dozen!

Can't run away!

What to do?

An extremely real problem was before him.

If you break hard, you will definitely die.

Surrender, there is a possibility of hope for life.

How to choose?

Seeing that the opposing warship was getting closer and closer, and the artillery fire was getting more and more accurate, the soldiers on the ship were also in chaos.

"Surrender!"

Ciro screamed!

"Surrender! Can't fight anymore! The opponent's seven warships can be invincible in Manila Bay, and at this time, there are dozens more, and we can't escape at all!" Siro said to the soldiers around him.

"But will you die if you surrender?" A soldier asked.

"It's more likely that you can resist death!" Ciro sighed. "Hang up the white flag first, and see if the other party's artillery fire stops! If it stops, it means that there is still a glimmer of life, if it doesn't stop. Let's fight with them! It's just a bump! Gotta pull a cushion too!"

"Good! Listen to Ciro!"

Everyone listened and responded! is obviously surrendering, but one by one shouted out the momentum of seeing death as home! The white cloth was quickly hung up, and after a while, the artillery fire of the Ming army really stopped. A group of soldiers on board were all smiling happily, but soon they were all sad again.

We're surrendering!

The order to stop firing the cannon was given by Xie Xuelong, and the other party wanted to surrender, so he was naturally happy. Not only can you save shells, but you can also get dozens of intact warships, killing two birds with one stone.

The First Fleet slowed down and waited for the flotilla behind it to follow.

When they got closer, Zheng Zhilong's fleet of fifty ships was responsible for accepting the surrender, and he had seven warships lined up on either side to be on guard.

Fortunately, these Spaniards did not plan or dare to play any tricks, honestly laid down their weapons, and stood on the deck one by one waiting for the Ming army to be bound.

In order to save time, they transferred all the Spanish soldiers on board to their own ship, which was at this time. Artillery was heard in the direction of Corregido Island.

When Xie Xuelong heard this, it was broken and a fight started.

Seeing that these surrendered soldiers were almost under control, Xie Xuelong ordered the First Fleet to turn around and drive in the direction they were coming.

When they came to the vicinity of Corregidor Island, they found a Spanish fleet of about forty ships fighting with the fifty warships blocking the mouth of Manila Bay.