Yin Feng smiled: "Finally there is a sensible person like you here! So what are you going to do?"
Lu Shitou suppressed his smile and said seriously: "Although I am a rough man, I have been doing low-cost jobs at sea for many years. I still know the truth about not going into tough situations. But these big guys don't know. They think that relying on
We can win with more people. When it comes to having more people, there are always more officers and soldiers than us on the sea, but we can still win. What can we rely on? We have good ships, good weapons, united hearts, and are not afraid of death."
He pointed to the south in the direction of Manila and said: "Look now, the Greeks have better weapons than us and have city walls. Once we are surrounded in the city, they will definitely defend the city with all their might. What do we have? Only that we are not afraid of death."
, Haha,..." The rough Shandong man sighed and said sadly: "If I didn't have hundreds of brothers here, I would have run away long ago. Who wants to die here! But if you don't fight,
, we will run out of food in 10 days at most, and everything will be ruined by then. Oh, what a pity for these good brothers!"
Yin Feng patted him on the shoulder: "As expected of the old Jianghu, but I have a way for you and your brothers to escape together..."
Lu Shitou's eyes widened and he couldn't help shouting: "What? Could it be that you...can't do it? Isn't the port blocked? There are also warships related to the Latin people...How could we..."
Yin Feng covered Lu Shitou's mouth, dragged him aside and whispered: "Keep your voice down, my eldest brother. We can't let too many people know now, otherwise the morale here will not be able to sustain it for a day! Everyone will
They rebelled because they were forced to do so by the people involved. Have you ever heard of putting yourself to death and living for the rest of your life? If everyone knew that there were still ships that could escape from Luzon Island, it’s hard to say what would have happened!”
Lu Shitou took a breath of air. After all, he was an old man in Jianghu. He immediately understood the key point and nodded repeatedly: "I know it, why don't you tell me your method? The Fort Castle in Manila Port is not that easy to attack..."
"Who said we can go from Manila Port? From here, go back to the canal, and then go south over the Dalun Mountains to the Badaya Coast. There are two of my ships on the beach there, and they can carry 1,000 people. There is no problem with my Franco machine.
People have already inquired, and this road is guarded by natives. There are nearly a thousand in number, but they are scattered at various checkpoints, with only a few hundred people at each place. What I need now is enough manpower to break out from the south bank of the Pasig River.
When we get to Badanyan, my 60 people are not enough, plus your pirate gang of more than 200 people, it should be enough to deal with those natives. If you agree, we will leave tonight and take advantage of the full strength of Manila's relationship with the natives.
If we have the chance to defend the city, we will definitely reach the Badanyan Seaside."
Lu Shitou's men were a collection of veteran pirates from the entire southeastern coast of the Ming Dynasty. Yin Feng's plan was to save their lives as much as possible. These people could become combatants of the armed forces he planned.
Lu Shitou has been dealing with Yin Feng since Yazhou, and it has been almost 4 years now. He knows that Yin Feng has a far-sighted vision, a flexible mind, and courage. He is loyal and trustworthy in dealing with people. Except for some people in the Ming Dynasty who are not very sophisticated.
Apart from understanding, he could predict everything else like a god. He believed Yin Feng's words unconditionally at that time.
However, he was a little hesitant: "Then, if my people don't participate in the attack on Manila, it doesn't seem worthy of the Chaozhou Gang and Quanzhou Gang to help these people? Hundreds of my people have died, hey... Forget it, just help
They try once, and if it doesn't work, I will go with you."
Yin Feng smiled bitterly, feeling a little uneasy about his conscience: "This doesn't count as escaping in battle, but rather that you can't die in vain. Otherwise, go and tell them that I have a ship in Badan, and ask them to give up attacking Manila and join us.
Let’s go. Do you think they will listen to you?”
Lu Shitou scratched his scalp and laughed: "Yes, it's all in vain. They are in high spirits! They are thinking about breaking into Manila to get gold and silver. Their subordinates will be confused... and they may not take action.
What's the matter? It's really too troublesome..."
Yin Feng added: "But no matter what, we are all from the Tang Dynasty. If you can help, please help and do your best. You have to ask your elder brother for help. If the attack on Manila fails, there will definitely be a big mess. Please ask Lu
Brother, contact some people in advance to make preparations. If the battle fails, you can go to Badanyan in time. Tell them that I can carry as many people as I can on my boat, but everything must be according to our arrangements. We will leave tonight.
One step is equivalent to opening up an escape route for them after they fail to attack the city."
The two walked out of the manor while talking, and met a group of people. It was He Ping, the leader of the Zhangzhou people, and Zhang Hai, the leader of the Quanzhou people, who came to Yin Feng. Huang Da also followed at the end. After the two sides clasped their fists in greeting, He Ping asked Yin Feng to lead his men.
The musketeers joined the siege.
"Captain Yin, we know that you are a good and loyal man... None of us can use muskets and cannons. Only your people can use them here... Helping us is also helping yourself. If you don't defeat the related people, you
How to escape Luzon?”
Yin Feng sighed, thinking that this is really a pot that is not open to the public. We are discussing how to escape after the failure of the siege! He had to make excuses: "I said a few days ago that we need to capture more related people."
Weapons and equipment, but... Hey, let’s not mention it, I won’t hide it from you: my musketeers have already fought two battles with related people and indigenous soldiers, and now they are short of ammunition and ammunition.
I can fire three more shots." He looked at the confused looks of the leaders and shook his head helplessly: "It's not that I don't want to help, it's just that a clever woman can't make a fool of herself. Without bullets and gunpowder, this matchlock gun is just like burning a fire stick.
I can’t help you at all!”
The leaders were very disappointed, but they had no choice but to return angrily.
Yin Feng silently watched them leave. He couldn't bear it. He stepped forward and tried to persuade them to give up their siege plan. However, Lu Shitou stopped him in time: "It's useless."
Yin Feng stopped, looked at the backs of the leaders, and said in his heart: "I'm sorry..."
"Your gun team can really only fire three more shots?" Lu Shitou asked worriedly.
"More than that, but not too much. Each gun will turn into a fire stick after being fired at most 10 times. But here, except in Manila, you can't find gunpowder at all."
The Spaniards also knew the principle of strong walls and clear fields. When the Spanish colonists withdrew to Manila, they did not forget to bring food and gunpowder to avoid endangering the enemy.
When Yin Feng and others were preparing to set off, young Chen Zhongji was sent over by his uncle. Chen Hai pulled Yin Feng aside: "Captain Yin, I leave this nephew to you. He is only 12 years old and does not deserve to die under the city of Manila.
.For the sake of being from the Tang Dynasty, take him away."
Yin Feng was a little embarrassed: "Brother Chen, although there is a ship from Folangji waiting at the port, it is difficult to get from here to the port. I can't guarantee that I will be able to get on the ship."
Chen Hai couldn't help but took out a heavy small cloth bag from his arms and forced it into Yin Feng's hand: "I know there will be no peace on this journey, but after all, the chance of survival is greater than when we attack Manila. This is what I have
With the money I earn here this year, I will ask you to bring this child back to Tangshan."
He said to Chen Zhongji: "Ji Zai, remember to follow Captain Yin closely and listen to him in everything. After returning to Tangshan, take care of your aunt..."
Then, he immediately picked up the crutch and walked away regardless. Yin Feng failed to hold him and watched helplessly as his back walked away. He turned around and threw the cloth bag containing a lot of gold to Chen Zhongji: "You heard you
What did your uncle say? Keep your uncle's belongings safe and follow me."
That night, when they headed south to the Basili River ahead of the large group of rebels, they unexpectedly ran into Mai Xiaoliu and several other Danan sailors who should have been on the Xinxing ship long ago.
On this night, the moon and stars were sparse. It was the end of the rainy season in the Philippines, and the southwesterly wind of the dry season had arrived. Yin and Lu's men, a total of about 300 people, were walking quickly on the plains of central Luzon. There were more than a dozen of them.
The sailors put on the armor of captured Spanish soldiers, because most of the Spanish armor was too big and uncomfortable for the sailors to wear. The rest of the armor was divided among the rebels, and some pirate warriors used breastplates as shields.
This is a sugarcane field in the Jado colonial area north of the Pasig River. The colonial area is already a ruins after being burned. The sailors sent by Kutre who took 500 steps forward to conduct reconnaissance met Mai Xiaoliu and others here.
They sent someone to notify Yin Feng.
Yin Feng, Lu Shitou and Zeng Yue, who was being carried, all arrived, and Chen Zhongji followed Yin Feng closely.
Mai Xiaoliu and others fell to their knees facing Yin Feng: "Shipmaster, we failed to send the third young master to the Xinxing ship."
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In the morning, Intramuros Manila, San Francisco Fort.
Governor Don Pedro Aguna, Judge Salcedo, and Major Azquita and other officers inspected the military situation on the walls of Manila.
The governor's face was very pale, and the faces of the surrounding Spanish senior officials in the Philippine colony were ugly. They looked ahead worriedly: the sun was rising, the sunlight was shining slantly on the river, and there were several Spanish patrol boats going back and forth in the river.
As they rowed, the Spanish soldiers on the boat fired several shots at the north bank of the Pasig River from time to time. Across the Pasig River, there were physiological activities along the river on the other side. Various flags were fluttering in the wind, and many people were on the river bank.
They were tied up with wooden rafts. Farther north, there were plumes of black smoke rising into the sky. Under the smoke were the colonial manor that had been burned down by the physiological rebels along the way.
Physiological Man is about to attack the city.
More and more physiological people were gathering on the other side, and the noisy physiological people were coming from the north in a steady stream. The Spanish soldiers on the river and the people at the head of the city were getting more and more nervous.
The governor returned his sight to the nearby Balian Market. All the shops there were closed, and the merchants were hiding in their shops in panic all day long. The bold men and handymen gathered in twos and threes on the street to discuss, and it was also a panic scene.
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Major Azquita, commander of the city defense, said to the governor: "These rebels will definitely cross the river, and we must not allow them to join forces with the physiological people staying in Balian; we cannot allow the supplies in the market area to stay where they are. The rebels will use
These goods were used to bribe the natives to rebel with them."
Governor Aguna frowned: "Do you want me to order the destruction of Balian?"
The veteran soldier Major Azquita nodded and said no more.
A young officer ran up to the tower, saluted the Governor, and handed a large stack of documents: "Your Majesty, 500 Anhaisheng wealthy businessmen from Balian, on behalf of Lavelle Zheng, are submitting a petition to you; they are willing to hand over all the documents."
Cargo, will not participate in any rebellion-related actions, and ask you to guarantee their life safety."
Governor Aguna's face was livid: "Captain Juan de Billagon, have they started moving the goods into Intramuros?"
The young Captain Juan de Piragón came from a small Spanish aristocratic family, and military service was their best opportunity to get ahead. He saw the governor's dissatisfaction, blushed and said: "No, they said they want to get you.
The property can only be handed over after receiving a guarantee. Sir, I personally think that their guarantee is unreliable. Once the physiological rebels cross the river, they will support the rebels."
Governor Aguna sneered and said: "These physiological people are dangerous elements. Why should I vouch for them? Where are these petitioners?"
"Just outside the East City Gate, the gate of Balian District."
Governor Don Pedro Aguna said coldly: "I don't want to see them again! For the sake of my poor nephew, Captain Piragón, should you know what to do?" He handed it to him.
The petition from the wealthy businessmen was thrown over the city wall, and a few pieces of paper slowly fell into the moat.
Captain Juan de Piragón nodded excitedly and ran down the city.
Governor Don Pedro Aguna looked at the plains around Manila, and in a blink of an eye he saw the Archbishop of Manila, Father Miguel de Benavidez, who was over sixty years old, hurriedly boarding the city, followed by many black robes.
Monks and some senior clergy.
Archbishop Benavidez said loudly: "Your Majesty the Governor, we express condolences for your outstanding nephew's heroic death in the line of duty. All our clergy in Manila have been organized and will defend the city together with our soldiers!"
The bishop's nephew was also killed by the Chinese in the Tondo Swamp. Therefore, the archbishop's attitude became more radical. He pointed in the direction of Balian and said: "A devout physiological man told me that there are some people who have matchlock guns."
The rebels have infiltrated Balian. Can you tell us where they came from?"
The governor did not want to see the domineering archbishop yelling there, so he turned his head and said calmly: "Don't worry about them. So far we have only found a few dozen musketeers at most. All civilian ships in the port have been driven out to sea.
, it is impossible for anyone to supply them with weapons and ammunition."
The archbishop refused to give up: "My Lord Governor, are you going to let those rebels lurk in Balian? Those Tondo rebels have gathered more and more on the north bank of the Pasig River... What if they unite with the physiological people here?
Get up, Balian and the Royal City are only separated by a moat!"
Governor Aguna suddenly turned his head and looked at the archbishop coldly: "As far as I know, your devout believers also participated in the rebellion? The best young people in Manila are dead, and many of them were committed by your believers!"