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Franco looked at Olaza, who was looking forward to him, and curled his lips secretly.

You just look at the green rice fields in the ground, but you don't see how violent these natives are.

During this period of time, in order to frighten these natives who were making a fuss because of lack of food, Lingling always killed hundreds of people in various places.

"It's not good! Your Excellency Governor! Those natives are making trouble again!" A Spanish soldier ran over and shouted anxiously.

"What are you panicking about? What's going on?" Olaza scolded, frowning.

"Your Excellency, there is a well-known native in Balanga who incited the people in several nearby villages yesterday, killed our officials, occupied a small town and rebelled."

"how many people?"

"According to the news, there are two to three thousand people!"

"What? So many?" Olaza was taken aback and couldn't calm down anymore.Franco's face changed even more suddenly. He just came back from there a few days ago and appeased some natives who were clamoring for food.

In fact, after decades of operation, Spain’s rule over these indigenous people has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow. The resistance these days is nothing more than wanting to have enough food. Generally speaking, where there is no peace, kill a few people after that, and then give some Affordable appeasement is also honest.A rebellion of 3000 to [-] people like what the soldiers said has not happened a few times in decades.

Olaza frowned, as if he was thinking of a solution.

At this time, Franco naturally had no reason to back down, and said directly:

"My lord governor, let me take people to suppress it."

"it is good!"

Olaza nodded in agreement. "In this way, you bring five hundred soldiers and another thousand native soldiers."

In his opinion, these natives with farm tools are simply not worth mentioning, and it is more than enough to send so many soldiers there.Of course, Franco also has the same idea as him, this is the ruling experience accumulated over the years.

Franco agreed wholeheartedly, and he left as soon as he said he would, taking people back to the city.After ordering, the soldiers got on the boat and set off.

The straight-line distance from Manila to Balanga is more than 100 miles, separated by Manila Bay.

Several large sailing ships landed on the east side of the Bataan Peninsula after sailing at sea for half a day.

On the west side of the Bataan Peninsula are two heel mountains, and on the east side near the sea is a slender flat land.Balanga is on the north side of the plain.

Because he didn't know what was going on, Franco was still cautious, and took his people ashore from the south. Since it was getting late, he ordered the whole army to station on the spot and rest for a night.

The atmosphere in the army is very relaxed. The soldiers should eat and drink, and they don't care about tomorrow's battle at all.

Think about it, these unarmed farmers, even if they rebel, are just relatively vicious farmers.Can withstand the shooting of an arquebus in your hand?

Early the next morning, he continued to set off with his people, and after half a day, they arrived five miles outside Balangya City.

"My lord, we are just ahead. Shall we attack directly or send someone to explore the way first?" An officer walked up to Franco and asked.

"Exploring the way? What kind of way? What kind of way is needed to beat these farmers?" Franco stared, looking like he was going to get mad.

When the officer saw it, he immediately nodded with a smirk, and retreated.

The army continued to march.

Not long after, Balangya City appeared in their sight.It was midsummer in July at this time, and the hot wind was blowing on their faces, making the fully armed Spanish soldiers very uncomfortable.I can't wait to end this meaningless battle earlier.

"Rojas, take your people to have a look and let their leaders come out and talk." Franco gave an order to Rojas, who was the leader of the thousand native soldiers.

"Yes, my lord."

Rojas nodded, and led the people outside the city.Looking at the dilapidated wall more than ten feet high, Rojas smiled disdainfully, stood arrogantly outside the city gate, raised his face and shouted into the wall:

"Let your leaders speak out!"

The people lying on the wall naturally saw Rojas outside the city, but to Rojas' surprise, no one paid him any attention.

Rojas expressed embarrassment, picked up the musket in his hand, and shot at the city.

"Let your leaders speak out! Otherwise attack immediately!"

However, a scene that made Rojas extremely angry happened.

No one spoke at the top of the city, only a few heads were thrown down.Roxas took a look, and although he didn't recognize him, he must be a soldier stationed here from his own side.

Rojas felt that he had been humiliated like never before. A group of pig-like things dared to ignore his orders and kill his own soldiers.It's the other way around!

But looking at the city wall of about ten feet, Roxas encountered another difficulty. Although the city wall is not high, it is not easy to climb up it.So you have to get a ladder, right?But this time he came in a hurry, and he didn't even consider that the other party would be stubborn. Not to mention the ladder, he didn't even bring a plank.

There was no other way, he led people around again, and found that the opponent's defense was very tight.It was definitely not something the thousand native cannon fodder soldiers behind him could defeat.

This made him confused, when did these guys learn to defend the city?

In desperation, he returned to Franco with his men in despair.

"What's the situation?" Franco looked at Rojas who was going back and forth, and asked suspiciously.

"My lord, I asked their leaders to come out to talk, but they didn't come out. They even threw down the heads of our soldiers. We don't have any siege equipment, so we can't fight." Roxas said miserably.

"What do you mean you can't fight? When will these pig-like things defend the city?" Franco was furious when he heard this, thinking that Rojas was fooling him.

"My lord, I didn't lie to you. I don't know what's going on, but they really know how to defend the city."

Franco looked at Rojas, then at the native soldiers behind him.It didn't feel like what he said was fake, and his tone softened.

"Have you looked elsewhere? Is there a breakthrough?"

"Look, their defense is very tight, as if they have been prepared. Several large and small gaps in the city wall have also been built with big stones. If they want to attack the city, they can only think of other ways."

"Let's go and have a look." Franco didn't believe in evil, and led people to the outside of the city, and finally took a look.As Rojas said, the natives of these islands made this ruined city look like that.

Franco also stood outside the city and yelled a few times, but he still didn't get a response. If it weren't for the soldiers poking around on the city wall, it would really look like a dead city.

"Rojas, you take people back and bring dozens of cannons over here. Damn, this door can't be opened, I don't believe it can't be opened!"

"Yes, my lord."

Rojas took the order and took the people away.

Franco led the soldiers to find a forest, and began to cut wood on the spot to make ladders, which were reserved for use when attacking the city.

In a relatively spacious room in the city, several people were sitting and talking together.

If Franco was here, someone would definitely recognize one of them.

Nicholas Yiguan's younger brother.

Zheng Zhibao.