The Fuxing ship will hide in the northern river mouth of Badanyan during the day and cruise along the beaches in this area at night, always ready to pick up Yin Feng and his party. If Yin Feng has not appeared on the beach after two months, they can return on their own.
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Yin Feng and others successfully climbed Dalun Mountain. According to the schematic diagram Zhang Wei drew hastily, a group of four people walked on the mountain path. The local indigenous people were probably recruited to Manila by the Spanish, so everyone was basically
No danger was encountered.
A total of four people carried a revolver, a dagger, and an ax as weapons.
It took them five days to cross the mountain, hiding under the cliff during the day and traveling under the moonlight at night. After encountering a heavy rain, the four people stood on the hillside, facing the emerald green plains. In the mist after the rain, Manila
The royal city can be vaguely seen, and the Pasig River meanders around the city.
Before the Spanish occupation, Manila was just the capital of a feudal state, a small city located on the lakeside. After the Spanish arrived, they brought with them the American trade routes. They used large sailing ships to remove Chinese merchants from the country who had advanced production technology.
'World Factory' - A large number of cheap and high-quality goods shipped from China to Manila were shipped to its American colonies and Europe, and then the huge profits earned were shipped back to Manila from the Americas to purchase Chinese goods. As a result, this trade not only made many Spanish
People and Chinese businessmen became rich, which also promoted the development of Manila, thus attracting thousands of skilled Chinese craftsmen and poor refugees who came to make a living; they were engaged in production and business activities in various industries in Manila, providing a
This emerging colonial city provided all the goods and services needed to earn money from the Spaniards to send back to the country to support their families. For a time, the blending of different civilizations from the East and the West produced an amazing miracle: Manila grew in just thirty years
In the past few years, it has risen from the ground and become so prosperous that many Spaniards believe that it will soon become the Rome of the East. For the Spaniards, Manila's material life is too rich, and it can also be exposed to mystery.
The ancient oriental country, which they could not enjoy in Europe, America or anywhere else. No wonder many colonists who traveled around the world never wanted to leave this Far Eastern colony with few mineral resources.
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After walking down the mountain for about a day, I met many Tagalog natives in the woods, but they were not hostile to this small group of physiological people and no one paid attention to them. After the Chinese came to Luzon, they were the first to trade with them.
They are the Tagalog people, so generally the Tagalog natives are quite friendly to the Chinese. The first people to call the Chinese "physiological people" were the Tagalog natives. After the Spaniards occupied Luzon, they also called the Chinese "physiological people"
"Yes. In fact, this is also what the Chinese call themselves: the pronunciation of "businessman" in the Hokkien dialect is "physiological farmer".
After bypassing the eastern part of Manila City, a dirt road now lay in front of them. At one end of the road, you can see a residential settlement with a towering church attached to it for about 200 meters. On the west side of the other end of the road, there is a manor.
There are many Spanish people gathering at the entrance of the manor. Yin Feng and others are in the woods on the other side of the road, planning to find an opportunity to cross the road and enter the residential area.
"This should be a village with more farmers and Christians. I don't know where that manor is, and where are there so many Spaniards." Yin Feng looked at the simple map in his hand. Suddenly he thought of a question: This map
Although the drawing is crude and crude, the location and orientation are basically accurate. As an ordinary vendor, how could Zhang Wei draw such a schematic topographic map?
"Someone is coming, a lot of people." Magaro lay down on a rock and was observing the surroundings. He had good eyesight and saw a long group of people walking out of Binondo Village. Yin Feng and others also stood on the rock.
After looking around, a large group of Chinese in simple clothes were surrounded by countless Spanish soldiers and indigenous auxiliary soldiers and escorted out of the Binondo settlement and towards the manor in the west.
This group of Chinese came from the road and must have passed by the hiding place of Yin Feng and others. The Spanish soldiers and indigenous servants patrolling and escorting on both sides of the road were approaching the rock. Yin Feng and others looked around anxiously, but it was the black man Magaro who had the better eyesight.
Pointing to the north of the manor, he said: "There is a bush there, why don't you go there and hide?"
The four people came to this low bush and discovered that it was a large area along the swamp. About 100 meters south of the bush was the manor where many Spanish people gathered. Between the manor and the swamp,
In the middle is a large field of artificially planted sugar cane. The sugar cane has been harvested, and there are only a few scattered half-sections of sugar cane poles standing in the ground.
Yin Feng heard from Zhang Wei, a small businessman, that many sugar cane estates in Manila were planted by Spaniards who employed Chinese.
The sugar cane fields here have been harvested. What did the Spaniards do with these Chinese?
They lay down in the bushes and watched from the gaps in the trees as the group of Chinese were escorted into the manor and driven into a warehouse shed. The door of the shed was right in the direction of Yin Feng and others. The Chinese crowded into the shed.
Spanish soldiers, led by several officers, dispersed and surrounded the entire large hut. Many indigenous servants followed behind the Spanish soldiers holding spears and bows, and some held torches.
After all the Chinese were driven into the greenhouse, the hundreds of Chinese inside were already huddled together. The door was closed, and several natives pushed a cart full of wood to block the door.
The Chinese people inside the door made a lot of noise: "Didn't you say you want to check your household registration and residence permit? Why are you closing the door?"
"let me out……"
A Spanish officer in his 40s, fully armed, stepped forward, raised a pistol and fired a shot into the house from the window of the shed. The chaotic noise in the shed suddenly stopped.
This is a signal.
All the Spanish soldiers surrounding the shed raised their guns and fired at the shed; the native servants threw torches into the house, and suddenly thick smoke spread and large flames suddenly appeared from the window of the shed; this shows that the shed was placed in advance.
There was a tinder. Accompanied by the flames and thick smoke, there were countless miserable and desperate cries. A middle-aged Chinese man with short shaved hair leaned against the window where the flames had not yet appeared and shouted in Spanish: "Soycristiano"
!"(I'm christian!)
The Spanish officer who fired first raised his hand and shot the physiological Christian, knocking him down on his back. Immediately, a burst of flames rose from the window.
Some agile Chinese jumped out of the window, but were killed by muskets before they landed, or were shot by indigenous bows and arrows, or stabbed to death with spears. Some screamed and climbed up the window, with flames all over their bodies.
, was stabbed by a spear at the window, leaned back, and fell directly back into the increasingly fierce fire.
The continuous sound of the "crackling" sounded, the roof of the greenhouse rushed a lot of fires, and the non -human screams in the greenhouse reached the climax. The Spanish soldiers fired excitedly, the indigenous archery enthusiastically shot archery, stabbing
With spears, he mercilessly killed all Chinese who tried to escape the flames. The flames became more and more fierce in the shed. A Spanish officer picked up a small barrel of gunpowder and threw it in through the window where the flames came out.
"Boom", a large ball of flame suddenly burst out from all the windows of the shed. Several soldiers who were caught off guard set their hats, beards and hair on fire, causing other soldiers to burst into laughter. Amidst the laughter, in the hell-like shed, people were dying of despair.
The screams suddenly subsided and gradually became silent, leaving only the crackling sound of burning wood.
Soon, there was a loud bang, and the greenhouse collapsed amid flames and thick smoke. There was no longer any living creature in the firelight.
Yin Feng took a breath and smelled a strong burning smell, and couldn't help but cough a few times. He turned back to look at his companions. They stared at the massacre not far away as if they were under a spell.
Everyone's face was pale and they almost forgot to breathe.
This was the beginning of the Massacre of Chinese in Manila in 1603.
Yin Feng took a deep breath, put the revolver he was holding tightly back into his arms, and slapped several of his dazed companions awake one by one. The black man Magaro sat slumped on the mud beside the swamp, crossing himself as he did so.
While muttering: "Devil, devil, God, this is the devil!"
The two Danmin sailors were both young men brought by Yin Feng from Hainan. They had followed Yin Feng in fighting Japanese pirates in the past two years and had seen battles and killings, but they were frightened by this naked massacre.
Looking at Yin Feng, he was gasping for air, obviously distracted, and his eyes were wandering.
To be honest, Yin Feng was also frightened. He had only seen massacre scenes in movies before, but now they were reproduced in real life. The scenes that were so real made Yin Feng lose his sense of reality for a moment, and he watched it as if he was watching a movie.
The whole process, and then he felt creepy, with cold sweat all over his back. At the same time, he felt anger mixed with annoyance in his heart, and a feeling of powerlessness also surged into his heart, blocking him to the point where he could hardly breathe, making him feel that his ability was still too weak.
He understood: he was still late, and the fate of the Chinese people in Balian being massacred had irreversibly arrived.
"What to do?" He unconsciously made a sound and took a deep breath. The others raised their heads in unison and stared at him blankly. If the tragic fate of the Zeng brothers could not be reversed, he did not want to uselessly destroy the people in front of him.
The lives of my subordinates will depend on it.
He looked at the two sailors, one of whom was a distant relative of Mai Dahai's family, named Mai Xiaoliu, who was only 17 years old. Magaro's face was ugly, and he kept crossing himself on his chest.
"Everyone has seen that this place is about to become a slaughterhouse. I don't want to bury your lives here..." Yin Feng sighed: "I have the trust of my family, and I must save people to the end."
Mai Xiaoliu swallowed and struggled to find his vocal organ: "Shipowner,... why, those... related wax people want to kill all the Tang people?"
"Why?" Yin Feng said with a sneer: "Because we Tang people make too much money, because Tang people are not Christians, and because we Tang people marry and have children with indigenous people..."
The two sailors looked at Yin Feng in disbelief, thinking he was joking. Magaro raised his head and said in Portuguese: "The Spanish are devils!"
"In any case, we have reached this point and there is nothing we can do." Yin Feng said to himself, thinking for a moment, and decided to go to Binondo to find Li Dan first.
"Lao Ma!" He called Magaro's Chinese name and said in a pleading tone: "Can you help me go to Brother Li Dan's house? The Spaniards here also have many black slaves. You appear on the street.
It won't attract attention." He pointed in the direction of Binongduo: "Right now, Binongduo's situation is unknown. Fortunately, Captain Li Dan also knows you. If he is still in Binongduo, ask him to help inquire about Zeng.
The whereabouts of my brothers."
Magalo nodded and agreed without hesitation. Yin Feng had promised that he would redeem his life, but he had never met Magalo’s legal owner—Balade who went to Beijing with Matteo Ricci.
A Sri Lankan missionary, therefore, the relationship between Magalo and him has always been that of friends and servants.
So, everyone walked back for a while, Yin Feng and others temporarily hid in the forest next to the swamp, and Magaro set out to inquire about the situation.
Yin Feng and others were sitting on the ground in the forest. Mosquitoes flying from the swamp bit them unscrupulously. As the sky gradually darkened, the mosquitoes attacked more wildly. It seemed that the meeting place was chosen wrongly. Yin Feng and others had no choice but to hug them.
He ran wildly in the direction Magaro was walking and left the edge of the swamp.
This is the intersection of dense forests and large sugar cane fields, with sparse trees and overgrown weeds. Not far away is the road leading to Binondo. Yin Feng and others lay down in the grass, gnawing dry food while waiting dully for the horses.