When the Spanish saw the ambush suddenly rising on both sides of the battlefield, they were instantly panicked.

He accidentally fell into the siege of the enemy, and the emotion of fear inevitably surged up.

The ambush of the Restoration Army surrounded the battlefield with spears and swords.

As officers, Li Guangyuan, Shi Yongxin, Liu Shantai, Hu Dinggao and others also imitated Zhu Hongyu to fight in person to inspire the morale of the army.

An officer took the lead in charge, and the morale of the Restoration Army was greatly boosted!

Zhu Hongyu broke free from the soldiers who were evacuating him and shouted loudly.

"Brothers, fight back! Fight back!"

"Everyone stopped forming a formation and cooperated with the ambush brothers to kill all these red hairs!"

"Kill!!"

The soldiers of the Resurrection Army, who were already fleeing, saw that their ambush appeared, their morale recovered a little and they stopped fleeing.

Amid Zhu Hongyu's urgent cry, they reorganized their formation and lifted up their spears, and the sharp spear tips stabbed the Spaniards.

“One or two!”

"prick!"

“One or two!”

"prick!"

“…”

Amid the neat shouts, the soldiers of the Restoration Army desperately stabbed the spear in their hands towards the Spanish.

The Spanish formation was attacked from three sides. Facing the spears that were as strong as forests and the enemy forces far exceed their own, they could only struggle to resist.

People are constantly stabbed to death by spears and turned into cold corpses.

Wang Youcai tried hard to stabilize his subordinates and led his people forward.

He waved a steel knife in his hand and, with his confidants, rushed to the Spanish spearmen.

He waved his steel knife and slashed and killed the Spanish spearmen.

A Spanish hand-to-hand combat soldier came forward with swords and the two sides fought fiercely.

Zhu Hongyu pulled out the bayonet from the musket, loaded it, aimed quickly, and completed it in one go.

With a crisp sound, the smoke filled the gunpowder, and a Spanish soldier opposite was hit by a lead bullet on the forehead.

Lead bullet penetrated his head, overturning the cover of the sky, and spraying blood and brain plasma.

Seeing this, many musketeers around Zhu Hongyu also followed suit.

There was a crackling sound of gunshots, and the muskets would hardly be released under close-range shooting.

The Spanish suffered heavy casualties!

The Restoration Army besieged from three sides, and the Spanish's living space was constantly squeezed.

The fierce battle lasted for half an hour!

Half an hour later, there were no Spanish standing on the battlefield.

Except for a small number of prisoners who knelt on the ground after surrendering, the remaining Spanish soldiers were killed on the spot.

Human heads were stacked together, and the headless corpses sprayed blood everywhere, and the smell of blood was scent on the battlefield!

Zhu Hongyu strode to Yada and his son who were kneeling down and surrendering, and put the blood-stained steel knife in his hand on Yada's neck.

He asked with a sneer.

"What did you say to me just now? I didn't hear it very clearly!"

Yada felt the coldness on his neck, his face turned pale and he said tremblingly.

"I...I..."

"No...don't kill me!"

"You promised to let me go, you can't keep your word!"

Yada knelt on the ground, and his head hit the ground without any hesitation, begging for mercy desperately.

Zhu Hongyu said with a sneer.

"I'll keep my word and let you go!"

"But you don't keep your word. What about the promised withdrawal? Will you never commit the offense again?"

"Haha, since you don't keep your word, what's the point of me?"

While speaking, he lifted the steel knife in his hand and wanted to cut off Yada's head.

Yada was so scared that she screamed, and a large area of ​​wet under her crotch.

Just as Zhu Hongyu was about to cut off Yada's head, Capello spoke.

"Don't kill me and my son, this respectful priest!"

"I can pay enough for my life and my son."

Capello was a smart man and a mature colonist.

He knew that since he had fallen into the other party's hands and wanted to survive, he had to show his value to the other party.

"You killed Mr. Oscar, defeated and killed more than a hundred Spanish soldiers head-on."

“But so what?”

"The Governor's Office has thousands of troops garrisoned in Manila and giant naval ships. This force is definitely not something you can match."

"Whether you choose to negotiate with the Governor's Office next, or continue to resist the rule of the Governor's Office, I can help you."

"If you want to negotiate, I can set up a line for you. If you want to continue to resist the rule of the Governor's Office, I can also provide you with a batch of supplies."

"Gold, silver, grain, cloth, gunpowder, weapons, craftsmen, medicinal materials..."

“All these are OK!”

Zhu Hongyu withdrew his knife and said with a sneer.

"Aren't you afraid that I will turn against you and your son after I get the goods?"

Capello smiled bitterly and said.

"I have no choice but to bet that you are a honest gentleman, right?"

Capello has no choice now. If he and his son want to survive, they can only choose to trust Zhu Hongyu and bet that Zhu Hongyu will keep his word.

Otherwise, he and his son would have to wait for death!

Zhu Hongyu said with a smile.

"Congratulations on the right bet!"

"I will keep my word! Only if you can meet my requirements, I will let you and your son live a life."

Zhu Hongyu put away his knife and returned to the sheath, and spoke.

"Take all the prisoners of war down and take care of them!"

"I'm taking good care of you, this is our God of Wealth!"

Of course, he would not negotiate with the peace talks. Zhu Hongyu was just preparing to blackmail with the Skochi family some of the supplies he urgently needed, that's all.

The Spaniards massacred Chinese living in Manila twice, and will be the third time in two years.

What else is there to talk about?

Talk about a hammer?!

He ordered people to take good care of the prisoners of war, and Zhu Hongyu began to count the damage and seizures of this battle.

Li Guangyuan came to report with a very ugly expression.

"General, in today's battle, our Ming Dynasty's Restoration Army suffered a total of 52 casualties, including 31 deaths and 17 seriously injured. The rest were all slightly injured!"

In fact, seriously injured people can also be counted as death in battle, because with the current medical conditions, the seriously injured people have no way to save them.

Zhu Hongyu took out the wounds, surgical sutures and other surgical procedures, so he could only save the minor injured.

Seriously injured people usually have to wait for death!

There are even more extreme generals who will give the seriously injured people a final blow after the war to reduce their pain.

However, Zhu Hongyu really couldn't do anything to finish the blow to the seriously injured, and he explicitly asked for full treatment.

But it is unknown how many of the seventeen seriously injured people can be rescued!

Zhu Hongyu took a deep breath and said.

"Term to treat it with all your might, don't care about the medicinal herbs, brothers' lives are the most important!"

Li Guangyuan nodded, and he looked up and saw Zhu Hongyu covered in blood, as well as several blood-seeking wounds on Zhu Hongyu's body.

"Brother Yu, your wounds..."

Zhu Hongyu waved his hand and said.

"It's not a problem, it's just skin trauma!"

"Let the medical team take care of the seriously injured first!"

He was not seriously injured, so he just cleaned the wound and then simply bandaged it. He didn't even need to do wound sutures.

He can do it himself!
Chapter completed!