"We must rescue them now!" Major Duckman Barek, commander of the Dutch temporary fleet, said loudly: "We are going to stop the Spanish conspiracy and rescue our companions."

After Major Duckman Barek was invited by Cao Xiong, he immediately understood after hearing his intelligence interpretation and analysis. Lieutenant Colonel Jiminy Bacona and his attack fleet must have been conspired by the Spanish.

, it is estimated that it has fallen into the enemy's encirclement.

He suggested that all ships in the port of the Holy Name of Jesus should immediately go to rescue the siege.

"Lieutenant Colonel Jimini Bacona and the others have been away for three days," Cao Xiong said in a deep voice.

The Holy Name of Jesus City is two days away from the Zamboanga Castle. It will probably take a day to wait for the ship here to be ready to depart, and then rush there. At that time, it may only be possible for Jimini Bakona to get there.

The school collected the body.

Of course, it is also possible that the Chinese-Dutch fleet entered the Spanish ambush site again and was completely destroyed by them.

"Then what should we do? Retreat to Batavia?" Major Duckman Barek also woke up. It was obviously too late to rescue him at this time. Currently, there are only six armed fleets docked in the Holy Name of Jesus City.

There are still two merchant ships on Hele Island. With the current strength, it seems that they are no longer enough to fight against the Spanish fleet in the Philippines. Perhaps this expedition ended in an anticlimactic manner.

Cao Xiong nodded and agreed with Major Duckman Barek's suggestion. He was not completely sure of defeating the Spanish fleet, so he decided to give it up, save his capital, and retreat to Batavia.

"The route from Zamboanga Vihara to Le Island to Borneo cannot be taken. The Spanish will definitely intercept us on the way, or come directly to block us." Major Duckman Barek said: "So we must go

Go northwest, through several islands, past Palawan, north of Borneo, and back to Batavia.”

"Then will we pass through Manila on Luzon Island?" Cao Xiong suddenly had a bold idea in his mind.

"Not via Manila!" Major Duckman Barek glanced at Cao Xiong. You Hanzhou has never traveled frequently to the Philippines, so you naturally don't know what shipping routes there are.

"No, I mean, if we go northwest, will we be very close to Manila?" Cao Xiong asked.

"Yes, our return route is very close to Manila... Wait, Cao, don't you want to..." Major Duckman Barek looked at Cao Xiong in surprise.

"Yes, why don't we go to Manila and have a look. All the Spanish warships are in Zamboanga, which is two days' voyage from us. If Lieutenant Colonel Bacona and the others fight hard, they may have more time.

"

Cao Xiong stared at Major Duckman Barek and said: "There shouldn't be any ships in Manila at this time. If we go there, if we have a chance to break through Manila, wouldn't it be a huge blow to the Spaniards?"

"Cao, this is very bold and very risky!" Major Duckman Barek said.

"Even you find it incredible, then the Spaniards will never think of us going to Manila." Cao Xiong said with a smile: "So, let's go and do something big, don't run back like this cowardly!"

Major Duckman Barek knew that the Governor of Batavia had high hopes for this expedition. Although he was not the commander of this military operation, if he lost seven or eight warships and fled back, it would definitely arouse the Governor's anger.

If you get angry, you might get angry at him.

However, if I can lead the remaining fleet to attack Manila, or severely damage the Spaniards and cause them huge losses, wouldn't I be able to create the most eye-catching results in this expedition, with Lieutenant Colonel Jimini Bacona?

The possible fiasco is in stark contrast. Perhaps, my position can be improved.

"Cao, we will set off immediately!" Major Duckman Barek immediately made a decision, "We will attack Manila and hit the heart of the Spanish!"

"The commander-in-chief is going to attack Manila?" Niuhu asked after Major Duckman Barek and several Dutch officers left.

"I want to hit that shipyard near Manila?" Cao Xiong said, "What do you think?"

Niuhu immediately understood that Hanzhou had wanted to get shipbuilding craftsmen for a long time. Whenever there was an opportunity to search or rob some craftsmen who could build large ships, Hanzhou would not let it go and would try every means to try.

"I think we can give it a try." Niu Hu thought for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Cao Xiong.

"I heard that the Spanish shipbuilding yard has a fortress and a fort, and it is still very well defended. Do you have any ideas?"

"Didn't we capture nearly two hundred Mingren servants?"

"Are you trying to pretend to be them and sneak in?"

"Well, they also have a few leading Spanish officers."

"Just in time, the Dutch brought back two captured Spanish merchant ships this morning."

"Then our plan will be more secure." A strange light flashed in Niuhu's eyes.

"This time, no matter the cost!" Cao Xiong said solemnly: "No matter what, we must get some shipwrights back!"

"I saved it!" Niuhu knew Cao Xiong's determination, and if he couldn't sneak in through trickery, the Marines would have to work hard to get in.

The officers and soldiers of the Kingdom of Sulu and the Kingdom of Majindanao were surprised to find that after noon, the Chinese and Dutch forces suddenly boarded the ship. After all the captured Spanish weapons were distributed to them, they only said one sentence,

"The Spanish are coming," then six warships, together with two captured Spanish merchant ships, turned around and headed northeast.

The natives looked at the retreating Chinese-Dutch fleet, with questions in their minds. Didn't they come specifically to attack the Spaniards? Why did they suddenly turn around and flee because the Spaniards were coming?

The answer seems to be self-evident. The Spanish who came must be much stronger than the Chinese-Dutch coalition. The native soldiers of the Sulu Kingdom and the Majindanao Kingdom once again looted the Holy Name of Jesus City and its surroundings.

area, and then took dozens of small boats and headed southwest, preparing to return to their respective kingdoms.

————————————

There was a sense of contentment in the expression of Major Carlos Batres. He once faced the boring sea water, but now he seemed so beautiful and docile.

Five days ago in the afternoon, Major Carlos Batres led the Philippine fleet to almost annihilate the Dutch attack fleet. Yes, the proud and arrogant Dutch easily fell into our ambush and were attacked by the great Kingdom of Spain.

The navy blocked the port of Zamboanga.

Although a Dutch armed merchant ship took advantage of the chaos and escaped, their remaining seven warships were all damaged and captured. Unfortunately, two warships were seriously damaged and sank to the bottom of the sea.

This battle not only wiped out half of the ships of the Dutch expeditionary fleet in one fell swoop, but also captured more than 300 people including their fleet commander. For the Spanish, this ambush was perfect.

Now, Major Carlos Batres leads the Philippine fleet from Zamboanga Castle to the Holy Name of Jesus City to relieve the siege. If the Dutch receive news of the destruction of their attacking fleet, they will definitely turn around and escape. Those Dutch businessmen

, lacked enough courage to face the Spanish fleet.

"Major, dozens of indigenous boats have been spotted ahead!" an officer's report interrupted Major Carlos Batres's reverie.

"A native boat?" Major Carlos Batres walked to the bow of the ship and looked forward with a monocular.

"They should be the natives of the Sultan Kingdom of Majindanao." Major Carlos Batres ordered: "Charge up and sink them!"

Compared with the confrontation between the two armies on land, what the Spaniards like best is to use their powerful ships to bully the small sampans of the natives at sea. Even if they do not use artillery and only rely on tall and strong hulls, they can also defeat the natives.

Man's boat crashed and sank.

Seven or eight Spanish warships were like lions breaking into a herd of antelopes, ramming and biting the prey around them wantonly. In less than an hour, more than 20 native boats had been sunk or overturned.

, hundreds of natives were floating in the sea, struggling desperately.

The sailors on the Spanish warships were laughing and holding muskets, shooting the natives near the ship one by one.

On the sea, the Spanish warships were chasing the escaping native boats as if hunting in the jungle. It was not until night fell that the targets on the sea could not be seen clearly, and the Spanish warships regrouped and slowly sailed towards the city of Holy Name of Jesus.

go.

However, Major Carlos Batres's good mood disappeared when he arrived at the Holy Name of Jesus City.

The escape of the remaining Dutch fleet was within his expectation, but the fall and serious damage of the Holy Name of Jesus City was beyond his expectation.

The ruins were ruined, the city walls collapsed, the city was dead, and there were traces of fire everywhere. The once bustling city, the most important colonial stronghold of the Spanish in the central Philippines island, was completely destroyed.

"The Dutch actually captured the City of Holy Name of Jesus!" Major Carlos Batres and a group of Spanish officers were both surprised and angry.

Were all the more than 500 Spanish residents in the city and the more than 3,000 Luzon natives who converted to God captured by the Dutch?

"No, that was a massacre! A massacre against the people of the enemy!" Several Spaniards who were hiding in hidden corners of the city and narrowly escaped the retaliatory massacre by the natives cried with grief and indignation.

"Where have the Dutch gone? Do you know?" Major Carlos Batres calmed several agitated Spanish survivors and began to inquire about the Dutch's movements.

"At noon five days ago, they suddenly all evacuated the city of Holy Name of Jesus. Then they heard the natives shouting that the Spaniards were coming. They started the most crazy massacre and destruction again! Oh, God, they

They are all a group of demons, a group of savage demons!"

The surviving Spaniards were obviously greatly mentally stimulated, or in other words, they had no idea where the Dutch had gone in order to escape the brutal massacre.

"The Dutch probably passed through several islands in the northwest, took Borneo, and then escaped back to Batavia." A Spanish officer said.

"Then, we can try to get to Palawan Island in advance, maybe we can block them!" Another Spanish officer suggested.

Major Carlos Batres calculated in his mind that if the fleet turned around and headed south, and then turned northwest, it might be possible to intercept the remaining Dutch fleet and completely crush the Dutch attack, so that they would not dare to plot against the Philippines again.

.
Chapter completed!