The moment the flywheel warship carrying a crossbow appeared, the battle of the Bayunluo Valley, which was in the name of Luzon, also came to an end.*.**/*

With just one volley, the morale of the local people was hit to the bottom. The situation was unfavorable. They were already in a state of warmth. The huge valley was densely packed, one by one, crowded with people everywhere.

Because of the lessons of Tugegalao, the natives' queues set a distance of dozens of steps from the river bank, but the range of the bed crossbow is still above the thunder cannon, and the pure shooting power is even higher than the latter. Such a distance is not enough to reduce the power of the bed crossbow.

The moment when the crossbow arrow, which was more than one person, was spinning and rushing into the crowd, the natives lined up in dense formations saw hell. The crossbow arrow teared a large gap in the crowd like a knife cutting tofu, bringing out a bloody light, and a scream and wailing. The natives fell down like cutting wheat. This power was far beyond the imagination of the natives.

After penetrating the front of the people, the impact of the crossbow arrows did not decrease, and they roared together the people behind, like candied haws. Most of the people who were directly attacked died on the spot, but there were also a few unlucky guys who could not die for a while. They could only scream and support the ground with their hands, trying hard to crawl to the side, as if they wanted to use this to escape the shadow of death.

Of course, their efforts were in vain. Not only did they have no positive effect, but they deepened their companions' fear. Originally, after a round of volleys, the natives had a rare gap, and could use their little-used brains to digest the facts in front of them.

But when they saw this scene, their minds froze, flawless, and powerless to think, so they could only stare blankly. If it weren't for the long loading of the crossbow and the continuous attack, then the results of the second round of shooting would definitely not be below the first round.

The overly shocked natives did not notice that just after the first volley of the crossbow, there were flags shaking on the mountains far and near, and then shouts sounded from all directions at the same time.

"Those who surrender will not be killed, and those who resist will die!" Many of the people who shouted were also local languages, and the local people could hear it clearly.

There is no way out, the pursuers are tight, and there are even more terrifying hunting teams on the mountain, on the river... How terrible the steel storm was just now? Even if you didn't see it with your own eyes, you could imagine it. In such a desperate situation where there is no way out of heaven and no way to the ground, you suddenly heard that there was still a way out, and the local people were shaken.

"Clang!" No one knew who started, but from the first sound, the sound of the weapon landing changed from sparse to dense, and soon it sounded. Faced with the irresistible force, the natives completely surrendered...

Liu Laoxiang looked around in confusion. He had known that the natives could not be the opponent of the Ming Dynasty who became serious, but he still did not expect that the Ming Dynasty was serious enough to this point and the natives were defeated so quickly.

The surrendered person avoided death? Are you happy to be arrested and become a slave? Seeing the natives throwing away their weapons like a great command, and then lying on the ground gentlely, Liu Laoxiang pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty, showing a sarcastic smile.

"The boss, the loach ran away!"

At this moment, a familiar figure flashed in his sight, and his cry told him the other party's identity. The mockery on his face became stronger, "Hehe, everyone ran out of each one when the disaster was coming, so everyone should find a way out."

The loach chose the east side. Although the boat on the river was terrible, most of the weapons on it were used against each other, rather than to attack sporadic targets. He felt that his water quality was good enough to escape. At least, the hope was much greater than rushing into the mountains and forests to touch the hunting team, or breaking through the regular army on both sides of the north and south.

With the lead of loach, the pirates were already ready to move. They were stronger than the natives and knew that surrender would have no future.

Most of the companions who had not followed him had already surrendered, otherwise the Ming army would not have been familiar with the geographical environment of Luzon to such an extent. These people were probably one of the letters of their former companions. Now that they surrender and can save their lives, they have to burn incense and worship Buddha.

He was a little hesitant, but when he heard Liu Laoxiang's words, the thieves did not hesitate. A group of people threw away their weapons and rushed towards the river. What greeted them was a rain of arrows and the pursuit that followed.

In the chaos, I don’t know how many people died and how many people successfully escaped. The navy had no time to count, especially when they found Liu Laoxiang’s body, they didn’t care even more. The snake was not headless. Without the leader, the few bandits would have nothing to do. The most important thing was to shock the local people in front of them.

Gala also followed the pirates and died on the way to break through.

Originally, his tribe members had been motivated by him and decided to break through the mountain, but the arrival of the flywheel warship completely scared them, fearing that the enemies on the mountain would also have similar weapons and refused to go up the mountain. In desperation, Gala had no choice but to find a way out. However, he started late and looked more conspicuous, and was closely watched by the navy.

"In one war, more than 100,000 indigenous people were captured. Brother Wang defeated Luzon within three months. Such a merit was enough to be famous for painting and was praised by later generations." Seeing that the overall situation was settled, Yang Min bowed to Wang Hai and congratulated him.

"It's all the Marquis's efforts and has received many help from many parties. Wang doesn't dare to take credit for it." Wang Hai waved his hand with a smile, but refused to take credit for it. He changed his tone: "Since Little Luzon has been settled, we can make the next plan next... In addition, Haibo has been calm and informed of the caravans that we can now prepare for the return."

There were many pirates in the South China Sea. Along the way the navy came, there were many sweeping, and some surrendered and surrendered, and the rest were all fleeing far away. Therefore, Wang Hai said that the sea route had been clear. According to Xie Hong's plan, the first trip to Luzon, the one who sent back to the Ming Dynasty was not goods, but slaves, tens of thousands of slaves.

"Does Brother Wang know, what is the purpose of the Marquis wanting these slaves?" Yang Min was a little confused. The Ming Dynasty had lacked money and land, but it was not lacked for people. It was thousands of miles away, and it was all the people who were transported around. How could they waste it?

"Before the Ming Dynasty, there was no shortage of people, so it's hard to say after you can......" Until Xie Hong went to Jiangnan, Yang and Zheng were in Japan and were not very clear about the changes in the Ming Dynasty. However, Wang Hai was always in Jiangnan and had a good news.

"When the Marquis was in Liaodong, he lacked people. He needed a large number of people to reclaim land and mine. The people in the Central Plains were unwilling to go to that remote place. The Marquis recruited personnel from North Korea at that time, and this was the solution."

"I know this, but the Marquis ordered that one of these slaves stayed in Jiangnan and the other was sent to Tianjin. How could there be a shortage of people in these two places?" Yang Min was unresolved.

"The key lies in the new policy." Wang Hai smiled slightly.

"New Deal?"

"Yes, the new policy is actually divided into several parts. The new rural policy is mainly implemented in the three towns. The new military policy can be seen in the capital and the three towns. However, the new industrial and commercial policy is currently the most thoroughly implemented in Tianjin." Wang Hai suddenly asked Yang Min: "Brother Yang, do you know how many people there are in Tianjin Wei?"

"I don't know." Yang Min shook her head honestly. It turned out that as a place for the transfer of canal transportation, Tianjin was considered a big among the garage stations. But the garage station was just a garage station after all. Apart from the transfer of canal transportation, there was no other eye-catching place in Tianjin, so naturally no one would pay attention to it.

"The three guards have only a few tens of thousands of people, which is equivalent to a larger county town in Jiangnan. But now, Tianjin has gathered nearly one million people here, and it is still increasing further."

Wang Hai did not keep it a secret, and then gave the answer, "Although Tianjin has various conveniences, it is not very prominent in the entire Ming Dynasty. When the new policy is implemented throughout the world, as long as there are ten places similar to Tianjin, it will attract more than ten million people. According to the Marquis' plan, the world is so big, there are more than ten major cities?"

Yang Min was a little excited, and he outlined the magnificent picture in his mind.

"The Marquis believes that the technical content of industry and commerce is relatively high, with fast results and high profits, and will attract most of the manpower. This is a good thing, because people in these two industries will receive more education and contact more people, with a wide range of knowledge and knowledge, which is in line with his positioning of the Ming people, but..." He said with great emotion:

"This is also a bad thing, because prosperous industries will have an impact on the agricultural population. Although there are new agricultural tools now, they still need enough manpower. In this way, serfs are also necessary. Similar to the owners of the colonial estates, the Ming Dynasty will follow this model in the next ten years to minimize the negative impact of industrial development."

"So that's it. Jiangnan is the next place to implement the new policy. The Marquis is also preparing for the future..." Yang Min and Zheng Long looked at each other, full of admiration.

"What about those who went to Tianjin?" Huanxi admired for a while, and Yang Min asked again. Tianjin has become a climate, and several northern provinces are not afraid of shortage of people. Even if there is one, it should not be as urgent as Jiangnan. What is the purpose of consuming so much transportation capacity and time?

"This matter..." Wang Hai suddenly lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "In fact, it is considered a military secret and should not be said, but since they are two brothers, it is okay to mention a few words."

"Ah? If Brother Wang is in a dilemma......" Yang Min was startled and quickly refused. He was indeed curious, but it was not as strong as he wanted to spy on military secrets.

"It's not difficult. If it's really a high-end confidentiality, the Marquis won't tell me," Wang Hai shook his head and chuckled, "Actually, I only heard Lord Wang mention a few casually. These people should be related to the northern border. I don't know what the specific thing is."

"Northern Frontier?" Yang Min was a little confused. He knew that Xie Hong liked to drive foreigners to fight foreigners, but using the natives of Luzon to fight Tartars? Isn't that an egg hit a stone?

"Well, it's the northern border." Wang Hai nodded affirmatively.


Chapter completed!