Pablo is forty-five years old this year and he is a second-generation immigrant.
My father was a Spanish tramp who was recruited to open up South America. After committing murders and arson, he came to the Philippines. Gradually, he forced the natives to open up plantations and planted sugar cane on hundreds of acres of nearby land.
Pablo's mother is the daughter of an indigenous chief (similar to a village chief).
The chief's entire family was killed, leaving only his mother alive, who was forced to marry his father. As for the tribal civilians, those who survived were all turned into plantation serfs.
Although his grandfather's family was massacred and his mother was tortured, Pablo was still proud of his Spanish ancestry. He did not admit that he had indigenous blood, so after inheriting the family business, he prohibited his mother from going out and could only live all year round.
Live in a small house.
In order to purify his bloodline, Pablo worked hard to find a European woman as his wife.
Unfortunately, there are very few European women in the Philippines, and even if there are single ones, they will not marry him, a mixed-race plantation owner. In desperation, he also married a mixed-race woman, who at least looked fairer than an indigenous woman.
Now, he is worried about his eldest son's marriage.
The scale of the plantation is getting bigger and bigger, and his own money is getting more and more. His daughter-in-law must be a pure white man!
"Father, this woman can be my wife!" the eldest son Juan said excitedly.
Pablo shook his head: "No, this is a Chinese woman, your wife must be European."
Juan sighed: "But I am already 22 years old and can't wait any longer."
Pablo said: "If you want a woman, you can make her your slave girl, but you can never really marry her."
A few days ago, Pablo went to Manila and experienced the Chinese Massacre.
He immediately rode back to the plantation, took his three sons, and dozens of serfs with him, and headed towards the Han market town in the northwest. But he moved too slowly, and the Han market town had been emptied, and there were people everywhere.
It's the corpse of a Han man.
Just when they returned in frustration, they found a large family of Han people.
So the four fathers and sons took the serfs and killed all the fleeing Han families and robbed them of all their belongings. Only one girl was left. Because she was beautiful, the eldest son Huan took a fancy to her and brought her back.
"kill!"
The shouts of killing were loud in the sugar cane field. Pablo was shocked and confused. He hurried back to the house and picked up his matchlock gun, then summoned the serfs to check the situation.
At this moment, several serfs escaped from the sugar cane field, pushed open the gate of the fence and ran in: "Han... Han people are coming to kill!"
Pablo immediately shouted: "Defend the courtyard wall!"
The four fathers and sons had matchlock guns, and nearly a hundred serfs were holding cane cleavers, all guarding behind the wall.
Wan Zhaoan rushed to the front, shouting all the way: "Kill, kill the red-haired ghost and grab food! Eat, eat!"
"Eat, eat!"
The refugees, who were so hungry that they were weak, cheered up after taking a few mouthfuls of sugar cane. Because they would have food after conquering the manor, and if they didn't eat, they would all starve to death.
Even during the charge, more than ten people fainted.
There was no plan at all, he just rushed forward haphazardly, his hungry eyes glowing green.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
The four men, father and son, fired one after another. Due to the long distance, only one Han man fell down, and the rest continued to charge desperately.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
There was another burst of gunfire, this time it was closer, and three people were killed by matchlocks.
Pablo hurriedly reloaded, trying to fire the third bullet. But in panic, the bullets could not be inserted. It was not until the Han people rushed outside the wall that he reluctantly loaded the matchlock gun.
"boom!"
Another Han man fell.
The wall is very high, a foot long, and is usually used to defend against the natives.
More than thirty Han people hit the gate of the wall with their bodies. The remaining Han people frantically climbed the wall like a stack of Arhats.
There are many shooting holes in the wall. The indigenous serfs used cane cleavers to stab the Han people outside through the holes.
Before the Han people could climb up the wall, the gate of the courtyard wall was knocked down.
When the other Han people saw this, they immediately swarmed in.
The scholar Lei Lisheng's eyes turned red and he shouted: "Kill them all, kill them all!"
Except for a few Han people who had weapons, most of them were armed with sticks and stones. Some even threw away their sticks and charged in with sugar cane sticks.
The indigenous serfs fled in an instant and were caught up by the frantic Han Chinese, who pointed at their heads with stones and sticks to greet them.
Despite the miserable life experiences of these serfs, when they massacred the Han people, they were even more vicious than the Spanish colonists.
Pablo was about to call his three sons to escape, but in a blink of an eye he saw the youngest son being killed. The second son was also knocked down by several Han people and was hit twice on the head so hard that he was about to die.
Pablo drew his sword and chopped down a Han man, and then received two sticks on his arm.
After Wan Zhaoan killed two serfs, he rushed in front of Pablo and hit him in the throat with a knife.
Pablo clutched his neck and fell to the ground. In his last consciousness, he saw that his eldest son had also been knocked down, and five or six Han people were surrounding him and beating him.
Wan Zhaoan completely lost control of the army, and more than two thousand Han people wandered around to kill. Whether they were Spaniards or indigenous people, they would kill any living person they saw to vent their anger and fear.
While they were killing people, they were also looking for food everywhere.
A horse was found in the yard, and he smashed it with rocks and sticks, hoping to kill the war horse and drink its blood and eat its meat. In pain, the war horse kicked the Han man behind him to death, and then ran away like crazy.
Pablo's wife and daughter were also found hiding in a cupboard and beaten to death with sticks on the spot.
There was also Pablo's mother, an indigenous woman who had her whole family killed and was placed under house arrest by her son. She also could not escape the fate of being beaten to death.
They all went crazy, and all they could think about was eating and killing.
"Help, help, I'm a Han Chinese!" Fang Huizhong shouted loudly. She was tied up in the room and could not move.
This chaos continued until the evening, when I was exhausted and exhausted, and finally stopped.
The corpses strewn on the ground made people feel nauseous and want to vomit, but their stomachs were empty and all they vomited out was acidic water.
Wan Zhaoan organized the male soldiers to search for food, and asked the female soldiers to cook on the fire, and then sent some men to collect useful supplies.
Lei Lisheng brought the girl back and said: "Commander, we found a Han girl who was tied up in the house by the Red Bo ghost."
Wan Zhaoan asked: "What's your name?"
"Fang Huizhong...wuwuwuwu!" the girl howled loudly.
After crying for a long time, he finally calmed down and finally told his story.
She is a second-generation immigrant, and her father came here in the late Wanli years. She first worked in Manila, and was later organized to cultivate further north, where a Han village gradually formed.
Just a few days ago, the Spaniards, Japanese, and Pampanga people rushed in without warning, killing the Han people they saw and looting their property.
Fang Huizhong's family finally escaped disaster, but on the way to escape, they met the plantation owner again, and now she was the only one left alive.
Wan Zhaoan said: "First fill your stomach and have a good rest tonight."
The next morning, Wan Zhaoan summoned everyone to hold a grievance meeting.
First, Fang Huizhong was asked to narrate his experience, which aroused everyone's indignation, and then other Han people were asked to narrate.
Only two or three people spoke, and there was a lot of crying because they all had relatives who died tragically.
Finally, Wan Zhaoan roared: "Brothers and sisters, the red ghosts in Luzon and these barbarians want to kill all of us Han people. If we want to survive, we can only go to the mountains in the north. Once in the mountains, we will train our troops.
Farm the land and survive first. His Majesty the Emperor of Datong will definitely send troops to save us!"
"How could the emperor come to save us? Decades ago, Chinese people in Luzon were killed, and Lord Wanli didn't even send any troops!" a Han man said sadly.
Wan Zhaoan immediately said: "His Majesty the Emperor of Datong is different from other emperors! I heard that the Han people in Dongbo (Taiwan) were bullied, so His Majesty the Emperor of Datong sent troops and sent a large army to kill the red-haired ghosts. But the emperor sent troops
We have to spend time, we have to make a living on our own. After entering the mountains, both men and women must practice their ability to kill enemies!"
Whether they believe it or not, they have to believe that this is the only hope for survival.
After staying in the sugar cane plantation for two days to fill his stomach and regain his strength, Wan Zhaoan ordered to take supplies to the mountains to the north.
Before departure, the number of people was counted and it was found that there were only 2,548 people left at this time due to those who died of illness and disease.
A few days later, on the way into the mountains, they captured a banana plantation. This time the fight was a little more organized. Although they were still a mob, they at least reluctantly obeyed the military orders.
The weapons were also more advanced, with nine matchlocks in front and behind, and many soldiers were also equipped with knives - mostly knives for cutting sugar cane and bananas.
However, during the attack on the banana plantation, a total of eleven people were killed or injured, four of whom were killed on the spot.
The Spanish governor received the news and sent 100 Spanish arquebusiers, 200 Japanese mercenaries, and 2,000 Pampanga soldiers to pursue them. They didn't even catch a hair. Wan Zhaoan had already led people into the mountains. Their real enemy was
Mountain climate, diseases, snakes, insects, rats, and ants.
It's a tropical rainforest!
Zhao Han received the news of Tu Hua a little later than Governor Batavia.
Spain not only massacred the Chinese, but also detained Chinese merchant ships near the port and massacred all the Han people on board. However, some merchant ships fled back to Fujian and went to the Chief Secretary of Fujian to cry and complain. The Chief Envoy immediately sent people to Nanjing to report.
Zhao Han's face was gloomy, extremely angry.
Tian Younian said: "Your Majesty, the killing of overseas people certainly deserves mercy, but there is no need to send out large-scale troops. You can order a ban on Spanish merchant ships and call on ships from all countries to attack Spanish merchant ships."
Li Banghua also said: "Your Majesty, although there are good harvests in several provinces this year, migrating to Shandong and Henan has cost too much money and food. The remaining food will be kept for next year's war. Liaodong is also at war with the Manchus. Everyone
We need to transport military rations every month. At this critical moment, we must not start another war, everything must be prioritized."
Pang Chunlai said: "When the Tatars were raging in Liaodong, I was like an abandoned citizen outside the pass. I was looking forward to the imperial army all the time. Comparing my feelings, if there are still some Han people in Luzon, they must dream of His Majesty sending troops. Of course, when should we fight?
, how to fight, we must understand the situation thoroughly. The ministers of the DPRK are blind to Lu Song, and they really can't come up with any regulations. We can call the generals of the Han army, and it is best to call Zheng Zhilong to ask questions."
After some discussion, Zhao Han ordered: "Summon Zheng Zhilong!"
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