Chongzhen and I became partners

Chapter 662

As soon as Cha Kun heard that it was a lucky boat, he knew that he wanted to go wrong. It turned out that he was not from the Netherlands, but from the Ming Dynasty.

Then there is nothing to do, what are Ming people?To actually make his subordinates panic like that, is it because he is usually too kind to his subordinates?

He was thinking about it and was about to speak, when he heard his subordinates continue: "There are at least a few hundred ships, maybe more, they are not here for business, they are all warships!"

"What?" When Cha Kun heard this, he stood up from his seat in shock and asked in disbelief, "Hundreds of ships? Or even more?"

He thought there were a lot of lucky boats, at most dozens of them, so he couldn't care less.After all, sailing warships can easily deal with the Fuchuan of the Ming Dynasty in Manila Bay.

However, hundreds of ships, or even more, is an absolute advantage in numbers, even if the sailing warship is better than the Fuchuan, it cannot be stopped.When did Luzon have hundreds of Fuchuan warships?Never before!What are they trying to do?
Thinking of this, Chakun couldn't stay any longer, so he left and rushed to the city of Manila immediately.

At this time, the city of Manila was already in chaos. Obviously, the discovery of a large number of lucky boats in Manila Bay had already spread.

Everyone was panicked, because they all knew that the lucky boats represented the Ming country. The arrival of a large number of lucky boats meant that the Ming country sent troops, or the Zheng family sent troops. Anyway, it was people from the Ming country. up.

At this time, it is absolutely impossible for them to come here to do business!There is probably only one purpose, which is to attack Luzon!

In Manila, after hearing the news, only a very small number of people were shocked at first, and then they did not panic. Instead, they were extremely excited. These people are Ming people who survived the Luzon massacre.

They survived not because of the kindness of the Spaniards, but because they were useful.

In the first massacre against the Ming people in Luzon, the Spaniards killed all the Ming people in Luzon. It turned out that after the killing, they immediately found that there were no barbers, no tailors, no shoemakers, and no cooks in Manila. , No farmers and nomads.

In short, the Spaniards are faced with a dilemma: no food to eat, no shoes to wear, even if they pay a very high price, they cannot buy them.The Spaniards finally realized that "the Ming people are the practitioners in all industries, and they are excellent workers who work at reasonable wages. Without the Ming people, it is impossible for Manila to survive."

This understanding did not prevent the Luzon Spaniards from giving up the massacre of the Ming people, but they will deliberately keep some Luzon Ming people with skills in the future massacres to maintain the normal operation of Manila.

No, these Ming people who survived are Ming people with special skills!
Hearing the news that a large number of lucky ships had appeared in Manila Bay, and seeing the panic of the Spaniards and indigenous people, they gathered spontaneously to inquire about the situation.

At this time, they were still under surveillance, and everyone was in handcuffs.After all, they all had relatives who died in the previous massacres. The Spaniards and natives were afraid that they would have hatred in their hearts and would take risks.

"Uncle Zhang, what's the situation? Do the Zheng family really have to come and fight Lu Song?"

"That's right, Uncle Zhang, it's impossible to do business, right? Those Western barbarians slaughtered us all because they were worried that the Zheng family's fleet would come to snatch their Luzon?"

"Uncle Zhang, is there a possibility that the imperial court sent a large army to avenge us? At least before, I never heard that the Zheng family wanted to attack Luzon!"

"This is impossible. Luzon Xiyi slaughtered us Ming people several times. When did the imperial court control us aliens? It must not be the imperial army!"

"But if it's the Zheng family, why did they come to attack Luzon now? Didn't they control the coastal area a few years ago? Also, they never intended to go to Nanyang, did they?"

"..."

Among all the chatter, the one who was called Uncle Zhang by everyone was the oldest among them. He already had half a gray beard. He was a good shave and had never broken his skin.

At this time, listening to the chatter of the people around him, he raised his hand to signal them to be quiet for a while, and then said: "The emperor in the court hasn't changed, right? It didn't happen during the massacre before." He managed us before, but this time he will control us again? It must be the Zheng family's fleet that came to Luzon!"

He first stated his own conclusion, and then he continued: "Don't think about revenge, just do what you should do? People from the Zheng family came to Luzon. They must be here for business. Is it possible to pay them back? Will you fight for us? If you want to do this, or that sentence, what did you do? In the 12th year of Chongzhen’s massacre, the Zheng family was no longer the overlord of the sea. Why didn’t they send troops? So, don’t place your hopes on the outside world. Us, this is the fate!"

Hearing his words, the Ming people around felt as if they had been splashed with cold water, and their excited moods immediately turned cold.

Thinking about it according to Uncle Zhang, it seems that it really is the same thing!

They are a group of people who have turned into people, who has managed them!

I was depressed, and there were people from Ming who came to meet me later, and one of them broke in very excitedly and shouted: "It's the imperial court... the imperial army is here, and this is to avenge us! The imperial army what……"

Hearing this, it was as if a huge stone had been thrown into a pond that had just calmed down.

"What? What did you say?"

"Impossible, how could it be possible to come to the court army and avenge us, this is a dream!"

"That's right, aren't we just cunning merchants? It's fine if the court doesn't come to attack us, and they will send troops to take revenge?"

"..."

After Uncle Zhang's explanation, most people could not accept what this man said.

However, this man was not persuaded by them, but continued to say with that shocked and delighted expression: "I was working at the top of the city, I saw it! The sea was full of warships, at least five Six hundred ships, maybe even more! Let me tell you, if it belonged to the Zheng family, it would be impossible to have so many warships, you know, they are all warships!"

"What, five or six hundred ships?" Uncle Zhang was shocked when he heard that. He immediately looked at the man and asked excitedly, "Is it really five or six hundred ships, or is it a warship?"

"Absolutely, and maybe more, because there is no end in sight!" The man replied excitedly.

When Uncle Zhang heard this, his hands trembled a little, and he said excitedly: "It must be the army of the imperial court! Although the Zheng family is powerful, it is impossible to gather so many warships to Luzon! They There are not so many ships! The imperial army is here, it must be for revenge, other than that, there is no other possibility!"

Speaking of this, he was a little puzzled: "Could it be that the emperor has changed? Why did the imperial court send a large army to the Xiyi massacre this time?"

To be honest, he was a little puzzled.

But after he came to a new conclusion, the others ignored his doubts, and immediately became excited, chattering excitedly, expressing their excitement.

"That's right, the imperial army must have arrived. After all, we are Ming people, aren't we? Daming's blood is flowing in our bodies!"

"Last time, the current emperor seemed to have issued an imperial decree to fight against him, but he had no money, and the Zheng family had the final say on the sea, so it didn't happen!"

"That's right, I've heard it before, it seems that there are far fewer thieves in the country, and my grandfather was about to take me back, but these damned Xiyi used knives!"

"I think everyone should calm down. The imperial court has never sent a large-scale army overseas, right? Let's not be too happy!"

"You have forgotten that the imperial court sent troops to exterminate pirates. They seemed to have cooperated with these Spaniards to exterminate pirates together!"

"..."

In the chaotic atmosphere, Uncle Zhang fell silent again.He suddenly felt that he was a little wishful thinking before.They were right, the imperial court had never sent troops overseas, so how could it be possible this time?Maybe they didn't come to fight the Luzon Spaniards at all, but something else happened?

He was thinking about it when he suddenly heard a loud sound coming from Manila Bay.

"Boom boom boom..."

The huge sound, like thunder, kept ringing.Just from the sound, it can be heard that there are a lot of artillery roaring!
With so many artillery roaring, what else could it be other than the army, other than fighting?
At this moment, the surviving Lu Song Ming people all became very quiet, and their eyes turned to where the sound came from. Even though they couldn't see it at all, they still stared blankly at the direction of the cannon fire.

They never thought that one day, the roar of the artillery would be so pleasant and fascinated them so much!

...............

And above the city of Manila, the Spanish Governor Chakun had already arrived, and he was dumbfounded when he saw the countless warships of the Ming Dynasty on the sea in Manila Bay.

In this life, it was the first time he saw so many warships.

What shocked him even more was that in front of so many warships, there were actually six smoking ironclad battleships, followed by five or six sailing warships, and three of them hung flags, which could be seen to be Portuguese Yes, chasing Spanish warships.

"Boom boom boom..."

Amidst the roar of the artillery, the Spanish warship fled to the port, trying to get support from the shore-based artillery.

"Boom boom boom..."

Iron bullets kept falling on the sea surface, and of course some hit Spanish warships. Chakun was born as a soldier, so it was obvious at once that the failure of the naval battle was absolutely inevitable. The next step was that the city of Manila would be attacked.

Suddenly, his face became grim.

(End of this chapter)