The sea breeze gently brought from the shore miserable cries, hysterical yelling, arrogant roars, and desperate begging for mercy. However, all these efforts seemed so pale and thin, and the war drums were still beating rhythmically.
Knocking, naval guns roaring, fire snakes flying, the dilapidated city of Manila was once again shrouded in a steel storm. The navy of the Ming Empire used their unique way to tell their opponents that although the Zhenguo general was ashamed, even though that picture
The fat man always has a sincere smile on his face, but there are still people who are willing to follow the nonsense that this damn fat man says.
Antonio was very lucky. Although the Ming Empire declared war on the long-defunct Kingdom of Luzon, and the international practice of not killing envoys during war between the two countries was of little use in this case, the kind-hearted Zhu Youcong still decided
Let him go. It's just that the legs and feet of this special envoy didn't seem to be very agile. Half an hour had passed by the time he stumbled into the gate of the Governor's Palace. The last hope of Manila City had been laid out by the Ming army as agreed.
The target was hit, and the beachhead that had been built hastily and painstakingly was completely destroyed.
"Blackmail! This is the most shameful blackmail!" Salamanca didn't know the artistic Chinese characters of "Fang Fang Zheng Zheng", but he was no stranger to French as he was highly educated. After skipping the first two articles of the Ming Dynasty version of "Surrender"
After making the conditions, his expression became more and more serious! The conditions offered by the other party can no longer be described as harsh, and many of the requirements are far beyond the authority of the governor. The most important thing is that at the end there are
So one sentence, all peace treaties will be subject to the official archives of the Ming Dynasty! "May God punish these demons from the East..."
"My Lord Governor, your decision is..." The people of the Ming Dynasty are unreasonable. Antonio has had the deepest experience through this trip. He never thought that a country could take the envoy who went to declare surrender from such a high ship.
He was thrown down. If the sailors he was traveling with hadn't reacted quickly, he would still be flopping slowly in the sea water.
If it were normal times, Antonio would be willing to chat with his governor, and maybe if he was lucky, he would damn the damn fat man to hell. But now that he was not in such a mood, what on earth would his governor do?
The decision is the most important.[
"Hey..." After chattering for a long time, Salamanca wanted to say those two words. But he lacked the confidence. Now that his navy has lost the courage to resist, God knows that the crumbling city of Manila can still survive.
How long can the Ming army hold out under heavy artillery fire?
During the hesitation, the door of the Governor's Palace was slammed open, and a soldier in charge of security rushed in and started shouting without any regard for etiquette: "The French... the French... the French have begun to attack!
"
"What?" Salamancabi was angry. This is not the way to add insult to injury. The Ming people's fierce artillery fire has not stopped yet, so why are the French joining in the fun?
Actually, Salamanca really misunderstood. Richelieu would not do such a dishonorable thing. He also had his own reasons for doing so. You must know that he was tricked by the Ming Dynasty during this trip to the East.
Now, although I have successfully deceived three thousand free burning coins from that damn fat man, no one knows how powerful this thing is.
If the shrewd French Prime Minister transports a bunch of useless junk all the way back to his country, it will seriously damage his image. So Richelieu decided to give it a try and show his value as an ally. While the Ming Navy attacked the Spanish fleet
When he was too frightened to fight back, all the French warships took turns in the battle, randomly selected ten and burned them and threw them out for him to see.
"You!" Pointing at the hapless soldier with a trembling finger, Salamanca tried hard to maintain his dignity as the governor and said fiercely: "Call the governor's guard and gather all the Chinese in the city into the church!"
"Yes! My Lord Governor!" The soldier stamped his feet vigorously and clapped his chest and promised: "I will definitely let those despicable Chinese taste the taste of the whip again. I will never let them cause chaos in the city!"
"Pa!" Salamanca slapped her very loudly, and roared: "Who gave you this right? Protection, I want you to protect all those Chinese!"
"Protect?" The soldiers were beaten a little confused. Now that the Ming Dynasty's fleet is attacking, why do they still need to protect their people? Could it be that the Governor is confused?
"Antonio, tell this stupid donkey!" Salamanca was so angry that he was not in the mood to explain slowly. The French had already begun to launch an attack. They were not restricted by the attack time. If they didn't
Come up with a practical solution. I'm afraid the soldiers and civilians in Manila won't be able to see the sun tomorrow.
"Don't worry, Governor, we will never let the Chinese suffer any harm, even if it costs us our lives!" After listening to Antonio's explanation, the impulsive soldiers finally came to their senses. This Ming people are too shameful, they themselves
People were injured by the artillery fire, and Spain still had to pay compensation? One to a hundred, when did those humble Chinese become more important than the Spanish nobles?
"Go!" He waved his hand vigorously. Salamanca suddenly thought of something. "In addition, please send a team of the most loyal soldiers to escort my family to the church to take refuge!"
"Follow your orders!" No wonder someone else could be the governor, but he could only be the head soldier. The soldiers who were responsible for delivering orders thought this was a great idea. Since the people of the Ming Dynasty offered such strange conditions, they would definitely stay with the Chinese.
is the safest.
"Antonio, please make another trip! Tell the damn Ming people that we will immediately declare surrender and are willing to negotiate with them on these terms!"
"I am at your service, my Lord Governor!"
"My great general, I cannot satisfy this request of yours..." The flag on the Spanish warship was slowly falling, and Antonio was trembling as he boarded the enemy warship again. He did not see Hull who was forcibly left behind by the Ming people.
Colonel Ni, however, received an order that he could not accept. General Daming Zhenguo was in a very bad mood now, so he asked all the soldiers in Manila to kneel on the ground and beg him for mercy.
"Request? No! No! No!" Shaking his fingers slowly, Zhu Youcong said with an authentic expression: "I never make demands on my defeated generals, I only issue orders! If you can't do it..."
"Dehui! Come and tell them the consequences of resisting my order!" Zhu Youcong did not do this on a whim. He also knew that the West no longer has the habit of kneeling. The reason for this request was because he wanted to break the Spanish
proud backbone, and then use them to do a small thing.
Dare you not follow the orders of the general who governs the country? What else can happen other than seeking death? Zou Weilian didn't say anything, nodded silently, and then returned to his post.[
"All soldiers obey the order. Fire with the strongest firepower!"
"Ouch -" As Zou Weilian's military order was issued, all the warships of the Ming Navy sounded their whistles and drew a beautiful arc on the sea, and the soldiers began to get busy in an orderly manner.
The new warship does not need to adjust its bow when firing cannons. Zou Weilian did this just to facilitate the shooting of the machine gun. The dull sound of the cannon sounded again, and the rockets roared out again. The soldiers of the machine gun squad were even more energetic and carried out the craziest attack.
strafing.
"I'll ask again. Kneel or not?" There was still no expression on his face, and Zhu Youcong's words were full of the cold breath of death.
"Let go!" Even though he had been ravaged for many days, such fierce artillery fire was unprecedented. Antonio was frightened and speechless. Unfortunately, Zhu Youcong was very impatient. Since the other party
If an answer that satisfies him is not given, then he has no reason to stop.
"Kneel! Let's kneel!" Seeing that fat hand raised high again, Antonio didn't have the guts to hesitate any longer, and he didn't care whether the governor in the city would do what he promised. The only thing he knew now was,
In less than a cup of tea, ten Spanish warships docked in the harbor were turned into sawdust, and another section of the already dilapidated city wall collapsed. If this devil is allowed to continue, it doesn't matter whether he surrenders or not.
Meaning, because there will be no survivors in Manila under such a crazy attack.
"Take it!" He didn't have time to let people go back slowly to spread the message. Zhu Youcong stuffed the prepared flag into Antonio's hand. He said calmly: "Tell the people in the city that if you don't follow my instructions within half an hour,
If you order it to be done, I will wash the entire Luzon with blood!"
"Yes! Yes!" Antonio kept nodding his head. Although he thought in his heart that this fat man was dreaming about using such a small number of troops to bloodbath the Luzon Islands, he still understood that they now wanted to turn the city of Manila into
There really isn't any difficulty in hell.
Kneel down and beg for mercy? Such a reasonable request certainly aroused strong resistance from the Spaniards, and messy gunfire soon rang out in the city. However, before the allotted time passed, the city of Manila returned to calm! According to the sound coming from the city head
Information. The Governor of Salamanca has decided to accept these humiliating conditions and declare surrender.
Shaking his head with a wry smile, Richelieu quietly walked to Zhu Youcong and sighed a little frustrated: "General, you have won again. You have made me see the weak side of human nature!"
"Haha, thank you for the compliment!" The result that appeared now had long been expected by Zhu Youcong, and he could guarantee that there would be no accidents.
Throughout the history of the Chinese nation, many heroes have emerged when facing invasions from foreign enemies, and countless people with lofty ideals are willing to shed their lives and blood for the nation. But it is undeniable that even those who have engraved the nation in their own blood
There are also scum in the Chinese nation, just like in Peng Abo's description, there are traitors on Luzon Island who gave up their beliefs and betrayed their compatriots in order to survive in the killings, and were willing to integrate into the local indigenous people.
Zhu Youcong does not believe that Westerners will do better in this regard. He knows very well that not all people are so courageous, and not all adventurers do not care about their own lives. As long as there is a Spaniard who is not willing to do this, it makes no sense.
If the earth dies, then he has hope.
"But..." Not willing to be surpassed by a young fat man like this, Richelieu said angrily: "I can guarantee that Salamanca will not give up his dignity so easily. He must have been elsewhere.
I am prepared to embarrass you before I make such a decision!"
"Oh? Really?" Zhu Youcong really didn't believe this evil. In the face of the threat of death, could Salamanca have the heart to dig holes for others?
"Of course, because in this world you are not the only people from the Ming Dynasty who have national concepts..." Richelieu envied Zhu Youcong for having such a loyal army, but he was not jealous because he knew that his country also had many such warriors.
.To save others by oneself, Richelieu believed that since Salamanca could become the Spanish governor in Luzon, he would not be a coward who easily betrayed his country's interests.
"How about we make another bet?" Zhu Youcong agreed with Richelieu's words, but he was blinded by the victory that was about to come, and he was a little carried away and said: "If Salamanca didn't prepare a trap for me, you will
Are you responsible for bringing the Spanish princess to my royal brother?"
"Yes! Even if you lose, General, I will help you achieve this wish!" Richelieu was also full of confidence. He happily accepted the challenge and said with a smile on his face: "But you must agree to land my troops!"
"Okay! No problem!" What else can the French do after landing? Take advantage of the situation and rob it! It's not his own thing anyway, so Zhu Youcong doesn't need to feel bad, and they are willing to help kidnap the Spanish princess for free. Where can you find such a good thing? "
I’ll give you three days, as long as you don’t rob the Chinese, you can take whatever you can get!”
As if they had been waiting for a century. And as if in the blink of an eye, the Spanish cleared the entrance to the city before the sun set in the west and stood silently on both sides of the avenue in accordance with Zhu Youcong's request, preparing to meet the powerful enemy in an unprecedented humiliating way.
The enemy enters the city.
"Lao Li, how do you Westerners walk like this? You look like a duck about to be stabbed. It's too ugly!" Richelieu's identity cannot be exposed casually, but he will not give it a chance.
That shameful fat man was acting like a swindler. Zhu Youcong could only address the French Prime Minister according to the Ming Dynasty's custom.
"No! No! Dear General, in the West, only stupid donkeys walk like this!" What is a duck? It is the most elegant and aristocratic gait, okay? Richelieu really doesn't want to walk like this.
When arguing with that knowledgeable fat man on this kind of issue, you can only answer according to his wishes.[
"You...how can you laugh at a nobleman who came to express his goodwill like this?" Zhu Youcong's words failed to anger Salamanca because they couldn't understand them at all. But Richelieu used French.
It's a bit too deceptive.
"Why are you yelling? You are so kind. Look, what are you showing off like you are so unlucky?" You can't say it properly if you have something to say. You are still chirping when you get to the east. What Zhu Youcong can't stand the most is this, staring.
Looking at Salamanca, he said: "If I don't make any noise, are you still going to kick me out? Tell you, boy, if it weren't for the fact that you are as fat as me, I will deprive you of the opportunity to talk now."
To judge the rights, find someone who understands the official dialect of the Ming Dynasty, otherwise..." He said no more and pointed behind him. "Be more knowledgeable. If you keep chirping, I will turn you into that!"
"Oh! God! You...what did you do to poor Herni?" Suddenly, Salamanca seemed to realize something, and quickly lowered her voice and said: "General from the Ming Dynasty, please forgive Herni.
Knowledge! Remove the evil spell from him!"
"You are still a noble! You actually believe that there are real witchcraft in this world?" Zhu Youcong pursed his lips with disdain, and then said to the stammering Spanish translator: "Tell this fat man, your colonel is
He took too much medicine. If he takes it back and gives it to his wife, he will be back to normal in two days!"
Joseph, who was traveling with him, secretly rolled his eyes. He had also tried this kind of medicine when he was in the Ming Dynasty. Just a little bit of it on his fingernails was enough to torture several Japanese women until they couldn't get out of bed for several days. But this damn fat man couldn't get out of bed.
I drank at least two ounces of Herni. If I put it back, it would definitely cause death.
"Thank you! Thank you, Your Majesty the Merciful General." Although he said it very cryptically, Salamanca finally understood it. It seemed that poor Herni had taken a drug similar to the Spanish fly, so he was like this.
Virtue.
"If you have anything you don't understand in the future, please ask, don't act smart!" After waving generously, Zhu Youcong said impatiently: "Have you thought about the conditions I offered?"
Are all people in the Ming Dynasty so polite? Fortunately, he is as fat as himself, so he doesn't know how to leave room for action? Salamanca's heart is full of anger, but he is forced by the situation in front of him. He has no courage to do it under the enemy's butcher knife.
offer any resistance.
Taking off their gorgeous hats and lowering their noble heads, the Spaniards on both sides of the road slowly knelt down with Salamanca, as if they were making a confession before their god.
Salamanca was in a heavy heart, but he had to hold the sword encrusted with precious stones that he had carried with him for many years and given to him by the King of Spain himself. He held it over his head and announced loudly: "I, the Governor of Spain in Luzon, am willing to give this sword to
The sword, which symbolizes power and honor, is presented to the great General Zhenguo of the Ming Empire to express our loyal surrender..."
"Wait, what do you mean?" Although the Western allies sent a lot of Western rapiers this time, there were really none as gorgeous as this. Zhu Youcong copied it and started to play with it, but he heard that he was asked to
What a surprise. What Salamanca handed over was the control of Manila and the surrounding 100 miles, not the entire Luzon.
"Dear General, it's not that I don't want to hand over the entire Luzon to you, it's really..." Salamanca's expression was sincere, and the reason he said seemed to be the same. There are also indigenous people on Luzon Island.
existence, and he is only a governor sent by Spain, so he cannot make any promises for others.
Was that old fox fooled again? This Salamanca is really evil and wants to use the natives to divert the attention of the Ming army and gain a chance for himself to make a comeback? Zhu Youcong's good mood was instantly clouded
Shadow said with a sad face: "Lao Li, let your people prepare to disembark!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote at Qidian. Your monthly vote is my biggest motivation.