Zhang Nianchun and more than a dozen Marines quickly dispersed the Spanish officers and soldiers at the gate of the castle, collected their weapons one by one, and then formed a tight military formation at the gate of the city. Their mission was to seize the city. door, and must hold on to it, waiting for the arrival of reinforcements.

Soon, a group of more than fifty Luzon native servants rushed over from the city carrying spears.

"Don't panic, everyone listen to my command!" Zhang Nianchun looked at the Luzon native servants approaching step by step, and shouted loudly: "Our reinforcements are behind us, hold on for a while. Everyone, prepare!"

Looking at the murderous Ming people's team at the city gate, the Luzon natives on the opposite side were a little surprised. Just a dozen Ming people dared to kill the Spaniards and try to seize the castle.

"Charge over! Kill them!" A Spanish officer waved his sword and ordered loudly.

The Luzon native servants shouted and launched a charge, rushing towards the dozen Ming people on the opposite side.

"Stretch the spear!" Zhang Nianchun shouted

A dozen Marines gritted their teeth, picked up the wooden spears in their hands, and shrank them back, staring intently at the natives rushing over from the opposite side.

"Stab!" Zhang Nianchun arched his back, thrust forward, and stabbed the wooden spear in his hand fiercely.

"Ah! Ah!..." As the two teams collided, they let out more than a dozen shrill screams.

Seven Marines fell down in an instant. At the moment of the thrust, Zhang Nianchun leaned slightly and narrowly avoided the spear thrust from the opposite side. He did not bother to pull out the wooden spear thrust out, and pulled out the spear under his waist. With a short knife, he got close to a native next to him and stabbed him hard in the back. After knocking down the enemy, he waved the short knife and kept slashing and stabbing among the natives.

In close combat, long wooden spears were no longer suitable. The remaining Marines either pulled out their daggers and fought with the natives, or waved their fists and smashed at the enemies around them.

From the very beginning of the battle, there was a brutal hand-to-hand combat. With the numerical superiority of the natives, the Marines were unable to cooperate in pairs, and they were all under siege.

"Hey!" Tian Wu was the first to rush to the city gate, holding a wooden spear and stabbing a native in the back. The teammates behind him crossed his side and rushed towards the chaotic doorway.

Major Carvalho Lopez looked gloomily at the retreating Luzon native servants, waved his hand behind him, and a group of more than fifty Spanish musketeers walked towards the city gate in neat steps.

After hearing the shouting of killing coming from near the city gate, Major Carvalho Lopez quickly rushed over from the city with his support troops. He thought it was just a mutiny by Akito's servants, but when he saw the unusually brave Akito, He quickly killed most of the more than fifty native servants, and then quickly organized his team and stood firmly at the city gate. He knew that these Ming people could not be Ming servants from Manila. They must belong to a powerful pirate group, or are servants of the Dutch. Their goal is very clear, that is, they want to occupy the Cavite Shipbuilding Yard!

"You damn musketeers!" Zhang Nianchun gasped when he saw the neatly arranged Spanish musketeers on the opposite side. They didn't have any muskets at this time, and they only had wooden spears and short knives in their hands. Li Fade, that bastard ,lost in the jungle?

"Raise the spear! Raise the spear!" Zhang Nianchun shouted loudly, throwing the wooden spear as a javelin, maybe it can stop them for a while. If the musketeers don't come to support, we will probably have to answer here.

"Stand still!" the Spanish officer ordered loudly.

More than fifty Spanish musketeers lined up in four columns, stood more than 40 meters away from the city gate, raised their muskets, and aimed in the direction of the Marines.

"Throw!" Zhang Nianchun shouted, and thirty wooden spears were thrown out.

The Spanish musketry formation on the opposite side was slightly chaotic for a while, with seven or eight soldiers nailed to the ground with wooden spears. However, soon, under the organization of the officers, the four rows of musketeers were rearranged.

The Marines near the city gate looked ashen, maybe, they would all be shot near the city gate one by one.

"Sir, let's fight!" Tian Wu held a short knife and solemnly said to Zhang Nianchun: "Let's rush over and fight the enemy with all our strength!"

Zhang Nianchun had already seen the Spanish officer on the opposite side raising his sword high and ready to fire his musket.

"Everyone get down!" Zhang Nianchun ordered. He decided to wait, maybe the Marine Corps musketeers would come over soon.

"Bump! Bump! Bump!..." Spanish muskets fired from the opposite side.

The second row of Spanish musketeers stepped forward and took aim with their guns.

But what about the enemies? Why did they all fall?

Major Carvalho Lopez smiled disdainfully, can you avoid our attack by lying down? He turned around and ordered the native servants and the musketeers to come forward. Since you want to lie down on the ground, then

Let the natives' spears crucify you there.

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"Fire artillery!" Niuhu ordered loudly. According to the prior communication with the fleet, the artillery bombardment of the dock was the signal to occupy the dock. Although the Marines continued to attack the remaining forts, Niuhu believed that

The forts can certainly be disarmed before the fleet arrives.

Now, the only worry is whether Zhang Nianchun can seize the gate of the castle and whether Li Fade, who landed early, can get to the castle in time. If there is a mistake between the two of them, it means that the Han-Dutch coalition forces behind them must

Storm the castle.

"You immediately bring fifty brothers and muskets to support Zhang Nianchun!" Niuhu heard a burst of musketry from the direction of the castle. He was startled and grabbed Ren Daquan, "Go right away!"

After hearing this, Ren Daquan immediately called two platoons of soldiers, turned around and ran towards the merchant ship docked at the dock. Because he needed to go ashore to pretend to be a servant of the Ming Dynasty, all the Marine Corps' muskets were temporarily stored on the ship. At this time, he had to return and carry a large number of muskets.

and gunpowder to quickly support the battle at the city gate.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The fort fired three shells towards the sea. The soldiers from the two sides fighting to the death all looked towards the seaside. On the sea of ​​​​glow, the surging waves kept hitting the shore, and as far as the eye could see

Looking into the depths of the sea, the blood-red sunset glow seems to foreshadow the impending arrival of a brutal enemy.

The Marines bravely held up their wooden spears and charged at one fort after another. The scattered musket fire and desperate counterattacks never stopped them for a moment. The Spanish soldiers and gunners of the forts made a horrifying discovery that they had previously been considered cowardly and timid.

The little Ming people are so brave and fearless of death. Even if they are hit by muskets, they will throw their spears or throw their short knives at the moment before their lives disappear.

With such a desperate fighting style, the first to collapse were the gunners of the fort. They dropped their bayonets or put their cannons through the poles and fled towards the fortress desperately.

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"What a fool, now it's time to fight!" Zhang Nianchun looked up and looked at the Spanish musketeers and Luzon natives slowly approaching. With a ferocious face, he grabbed the dagger in his right hand and pointed at the remaining 40 or so Marine soldiers. He shouted: "It belongs to a man, follow me and rush over to fight him to get enough!"

After saying that, he jumped up and rushed towards the Spanish team.

"Bump! Bump! Bump!..." A row of muskets rang out, and six or seven of the leaping Marines were immediately knocked down, but the rest rushed over without hesitation.

"Bump! Bump! Bump!..." The second row of muskets rang out, and another six or seven Marines fell.

Tian Wu held the knife in one hand and held his chest tightly with his left hand. Oh, that's too bad. He was shot. He tried to stand up, but the strength in his body seemed to be quickly drained away. After struggling a few times, Lying down on the ground slumped.

Zhang Nianchun felt a sharp pain in his left arm. He had been hit by a musket and could not lift it up at all. But he vigorously waved the short knife in his right hand and struck at the Luzon native in front of him.

Tan Zhongfu tripped over the corpse in front of him and fell to the ground. He quickly rolled to the side a few times to avoid the trampling of the natives on the opposite side. Seeing an opening, he grabbed the calf of a native next to him and pushed him hard. He pulled him to the ground and then stabbed him in the neck with a knife. Blood spurted out and was smeared all over his face.

Tan Zhongfu rolled sideways again to avoid being stabbed by a native's spear. He reached out and wiped his face before standing up.

"Ah!" Suddenly there was an exclamation from the other side. A Spanish musketeer saw an Akito staring at him with blood all over his face. He panicked, dropped the musket in his hand, turned around and ran back.

"Haha..." Tan Zhongfu laughed. Damn it, it turns out that the barbarians are afraid of us risking our lives. He stood up, touched the short knife, and rushed towards the Spanish musketeers.

Major Carvalho Lopez frowned and looked at the environment on the battlefield. Faced with such a huge superior force in Spain, the enemy did not collapse. Instead, he relied on desperate tactics to push the front line into the city.

"Order the musketeers to retreat and all the natives to charge." Major Lopez ordered immediately when he saw that the battle line was about to be pushed to the vicinity of the Spanish musketeers.

Hundreds of natives would not be defeated by Mingren who were less than forty.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The sudden sound of artillery outside the city made everyone stunned for a moment.

"Reinforcements are coming!" Zhang Nianchun shouted, splitting the spear that was thrust towards him with his knife, turning slightly sideways, and the blade slid along the spear shaft.

"Ah!" The native screamed, and several of his fingers were cut off by the knife. He dropped his spear in pain and squatted on the ground, covering his hands and crying out in pain.

"Hmm..." Zhang Nianchun was just about to kill the native with a knife. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his back and was stabbed by a spear. He immediately jumped forward.

Seeing Zhang Nianchun fall to the ground, several natives raised their spears and stabbed him, bound to kill this Mingren who had killed several people in succession.
Chapter completed!