No wonder the vanguard scouts regarded this place as an ambush for the Spaniards. In the dark night, they lit up the area with torches. Only then did Huang Degong see clearly what was going on. Immediately, his anger erupted like a volcano. out.

There is a mass grave next to the city, and there are countless T-shaped wooden pillars with their heads tilted. There are more than a dozen ropes hanging from each wooden pillar, and each one is hung on the neck of the individual. I don't know how long they have been hanged. These corpses are as dry as bacon. With the sea breeze blowing, countless corpses jingle and shake like wind chimes.

These are not only Ming people, but most of them are old people, women and children. It is conceivable that after the Ming people in Manila were suppressed by force, what a tragic massacre the Spaniards held here!

And this massacre is not the first time! Around the 15th year of Wanli, Emperor Wanli sent people to Nanyang to buy sumu, making the Spaniards think that Ming was going to attack south, so they massacred the Ming people in the territory, killing more than [-] people.

In the 13th year of Chongzhen, dissatisfied with the excessive expropriation of the Spaniards, the Ming people in Manila uttered a riot and were once again bloody suppressed by the Spaniards. The untouchables have to pay a large amount of poll tax every year. This wave of pain has not yet passed, but Mao Jue brought disaster to these Ming people who went to the south of the sea.

The rise of the East India Company, in which Daming was a shareholder, flooded Manila like a school of fish into Manila for trade, bringing the Spaniards a golden time, and also made them feel threatened and fearful, and picked a reason to slander the Ming people of Manila and the East India Ming people in the company colluded and planned rebellion. For the third time, the Spaniards carried out a massacre again, and this time it was completely exterminated. With the previous two experiences, the Spanish colonists in Manila believed that Daming would be intimidated.

Unfortunately, this time, they were wrong! Justice may be late, but it is never absent!

He didn't burst into anger, nor did he roar like Xiang Yu, Huang Degong only ordered to gather up the corpses of the old, weak, women and children who were hanged, but left one regiment to deal with the funeral, and the remaining two regiments were taken by him. Hastily brought back to the town of Manila.

In the luxurious Spanish manor, after the fear of the Ming Dynasty breaking the city at night, when it was almost dawn, the descendants of the Spanish conquistadors couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. They even connected with each other and secretly plotted in the church. But at this moment, the judgment came, and the Ming soldiers with flintlock guns suddenly kicked open the gate of the manor. Roaring in anger and begging for mercy in fear, they arrested everyone without mercy. It just so happened that these guys were still engaged in the slave trade, and there was no shortage of torture tools such as handcuffs and fetters.

At this time, the last unoccupied area of ​​Manila was surrounded by the Ming army. After seeing the atrocities committed by the barbarians of the Western Fan in the Ming settlement, every Ming soldier was furious. Guns were pointed at the wall of Fort San Philip, and dozens of field artillery were also aimed at them. With so many big killers aimed at them, the remaining 200 Manila defenders on the city trembled. The governor of Manila, Dalazan, was even more anxious like an ant on a hot pot, pacing back and forth in his office with his hands behind his back, constantly facing several people wearing white wigs on their heads and dressed in the style of Spanish aristocrats. The colonial councilors in medaled T-shirts and suspenders complained loudly.

"Back then, the governor said, don't mess with those people! Don't mess with those lunatics! Now, they're calling!"

"Your Excellency, now is not the time to share responsibilities, the point is to keep the king's sacred East Indies!"

"Father thinks that the Christians on the island should be mobilized to launch a jihad against these pagans!"

I don't know how pious I believe, and I am still full of confidence until now, Manila Archbishop Andolema yelled loudly indifferently.

"With the protection of the Lord, even the natives can count against ten. The Naxu people will come from afar, and they will definitely be unable to withstand it. When our fleet returns, it will be their perishing time!"

"This time, not only must we defeat the invading Ming people, my lord governor, but I think we will also implement the plan that was not implemented a few years ago, organize a crusade, fight all the way to Beijing, and completely conquer Daming, a pagan country that does not believe in God! "

Listening to the roar of the archbishop in red, it seemed that they were not surrounded by the Ming army, but they had already surrounded the Ming army. Fortunately, before Darazan was brainwashed by this religious lunatic, outside the fortress , a large number of cries suddenly interrupted the room, a group of gentlemen, full of fear, led the senior officials of the West East Indies out of the fort office in a hurry, looked down, five huge The gallows of the west was immediately reflected in the pair of mung bean-sized pupils under the fat governor's white wig.

A dozen Manila Spaniards were pushed to the gallows by the Ming army amidst the hoarse cries. Immediately afterwards, the executioner yanked the wrench, and the pedals under their feet fell with a bang. The men and women suddenly jumped violently like fish caught in the water.

Finally, Mao Jue's military order was completely carried out. He sat beside a round table beside the gallows. With the sound of thumping, Huang Degong tapped the table with his fingers as if he was enjoying music. with crisp rhythm

Chapter 658. Luzon Raiders

Later generations of Western countries are like this. They have a set of standards for themselves and a set of symbols for others. They hold up human rights and democracy every day. In fact, they are more authoritarian and unreasonable than anyone else. This gene is probably brought by their ancestors.

Right here in Manila, there were three massacres, at least [-] to [-] Ming descendants shed blood here, but next to this St. Philip's Castle, Huang Degong's execution of the hanging has only started two rounds, and the city is already unbearable. The cavalry opened the gate with a white flag, as if full of grievances, Archbishop Andolema followed out angrily, holding a staff.

"General?"

Anyway, the chances of winning are in hand, if the [-] professional troops can't beat the hundreds of people, Huang Degong will feel sorry for Mao Jue who came to recruit and win him over in person. He waved his hand indifferently when he heard the soldiers' questions.

"The two armies are fighting without killing! We are a country of etiquette, listen to what they have to say!"

The soldiers in the front row were very reluctant, and gave way to the hostile eyes, allowing these Spaniards to walk into the army formation, but the execution at the other end did not stop, and several Spaniards were pushed to the execution ground. There is also a young noblewoman, a young girl, with slender legs wearing breeches like the Royal Navy, and a waistcoat with more than a dozen medals on her fit body. Her hands were tied, and she was escorted by several soldiers to hang herself. shelf.

In future generations, such a heroic royal aristocratic female navy might be the favorite of many Two-dimensional people, but here, she is just Daming's enemy, a thick rope It hooked on her fair neck mercilessly, and was immediately tightened by the brush.

She probably knew Archbishop Andolema. The girl yelled fiercely in Spanish in trembling and fear, and was obviously shocked. The archbishop even quickened his pace and rushed towards the table where Huang Degong was leaning on.

"Pagans of the East, in the name of the Lord! I ask you to stop the atrocities against Christians immediately!"

It is a pity that the archbishop's anger was uttered in Nanjing mandarin with perfect pronunciation. The descendants of the Ming Dynasty in Manila have already shed blood, but there is another one with the Spanish archbishop, and he looks like a scholar. He is about 40 years old, with a turban on his head, but a Catholic robe on his body, which looks nondescript.

During the bloody civil war in Ming Dynasty, everyone was yellow-skinned and black-haired, shouted the same words, drank the same Yellow River water, and still didn’t feel anything, but now in the foreign war of killing barbarians, this sudden local accent is exceptional. It was so harsh that Huang Degong couldn't help but take another look at that person.

However, the scholar didn't feel guilty, didn't even show any fluctuations, and still glared at him like the Spaniards.

However, Huang Degong is not the kind of glass heart that is easily distracted. He was just surprised, and he didn't even have the same mood swings. He snapped his fingers heavily.

"Execution!"

Amidst the creaking sound, the executioner slammed down the lever, and the movable board under his feet collapsed. Including the noble female navy, another ten Spaniards kicked their legs desperately and struggled for the hands tied behind them. Struggling to death.

I don't know if it's the old friend or the old friend's good girl. Seeing the female navy's bruised face, Archbishop Andolema roared again, and the translator was also faithfully translating word for word.

"Heretics, what you are persecuting is the granddaughter of Duke Edward Don Carles, Admiral of the Spanish Empire! If you don't stop! Your atrocities will completely anger the Spanish Empire, and the empire's anger will overthrow your capital at that time , kill your civilians, and completely destroy your civilization! At that time, you will have nowhere to regret it!"

The tone of the Spaniards is really arrogant and boundless, but they are not arrogant without confidence. The three major American civilizations, the Inca, Athens, and Aztec, all perished in the hands of the Spanish conquerors, and even hundreds of Spanish conquered Those who conquered the Aztecs with a population of tens of millions. For Ming Dynasty, the Spaniards were also included in the conquest plan. It is estimated that they will send [-] Spanish and Saxon mercenaries, plus Italian crossbowmen to land from Guangdong, and then recruit all the way. He joined the army and captured the capital within two years.

Although Mao Jue saw this plan as a fantasy!However, the plan of the Spaniards ran aground, objectively, it did save Daming from a disaster. The corrupt guards in the south are absolutely irresistible. Taxes are cut off and enemies are in the belly. Although it is impossible to conquer, the Ming Dynasty may collapse in a few years in the morning, making it easier for the Qing army to succeed.

Of course, this is for the Great Ming in history. For Beiming, who has only unified half of the country in this time and space, the Spaniards are more like meat than conquerors, so listening to his threats, Huang Degong is very contemptuous smiled.

"Tell that barbarian, as a general of the Ming Empire, I welcome him very much! Our country honors human heads, and I will use the best silver plates to hold your heads!"

Huang Degong's eyes like a butcher sizing up a pig made this supreme figure in the Spanish Philippines feel the coldness of death for the first time. , I was out of breath from kicking, and the old guy also became anxious, and finally let go of his noble figure and learned the humility of the West.

"Isn't Ming a country of etiquette? Is it the etiquette of your country to persecute innocent civilians like this? What you have done to a lady like Miss Selita Don Carles is simply not a well-educated gentleman! Don't you feel ashamed?"

"The state of etiquette?"

Mentioning this made him angry, and he could still vividly see the grove of corpses in the torch. He slammed the table and stood up. Huang Degong screamed: "Shame?"

"I, Ming, did not start this war! You were the ones who first arrested the businessmen of our East India Company, and even massacred our overseas Chinese, even women and children! Don't you feel ashamed?"

"Da Ming is indeed a country of etiquette! But what we pay attention to is reciprocity! Since you and other barbarians regard massacres as etiquette! Of course I, Ming, return massacres!"

"But we didn't kill any nobleman in your country!"

Needless to say, Huang Degong choked on the words of Andolema. In this era, although the status of the Ming Empire is far less clear than that of the nobles and poor in the West, the inequality in life is still deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Seconds later, Huang Degong was about to roar and argue, but looking at the navy aristocratic girl who was hanging on the gallows with her tongue out and almost out of breath, a sense of deceit suddenly appeared in his pupils.

With a bang, the pistol accurately cut the hanging rope, and the noble lady who was almost out of breath fell down with a clatter.

Watching the girl kick her slender thighs twice with her small hands on her back, swaying a little bit in a daze, and finally sat up, Andolema couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, but it wasn't until he wiped her face. Beading off the sweat on his forehead, Huang Degong snorted gloomyly again.

"Although people can not be killed temporarily, they are not released for nothing. Before you came here, many of you begged for mercy and said that you would spend money to redeem them. You can take this chick back, you need to redeem!"

"Okay, how much do you want?"

In the West, it is not shameful for nobles to be defeated and captured on the battlefield, and even formed a special system. Andolema nodded indifferently in agreement, but Huang Degong's words made him tremble.

"Ben will not need money, I have plenty of silver, and Ben will want food!"

He was stunned for several minutes, watching Huang Degong raised his pistol again, finally, the Archbishop gritted his teeth and agreed.

"It's a deal, General Heretic!"

The negotiation has been settled for the time being, but except for the chick, the other nine Spaniards hanging on the gallows are completely cold, hanging on the gallows stiffly, and the dripping excrement emits an unpleasant smell. The army was untied and thrown at the gate of St. Philip's Castle, and ten more Spaniards were pushed to the gallows crying.

Seeing that the fat Ming interpreter followed Andolema and walked back to the fort in silence, Huang Degong shook his head contemptuously behind him.

"Working as a minion for a tiger, forgetting your ancestors after countless classics! Being an accomplice to a barbarian, aren't you afraid that your ancestors will be ashamed?"

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