Negotiate with the Royal City of Manila in late June.

At Xu Wei's suggestion, the Nanyang Military Government sent a message to the garrison fleets in various places to increase the patrol force in case the Spanish were to discuss and paralyze them, and then launched an offensive.

After all, with an unreasonable coach like Chen Mu, no one can expect the opponent to be more upright than him.

The point is, no one believed that Spain would pay seven million taels of silver.

"Who is Don Juan of Austria?"

Outside the royal city, Chen Mu looked at the three Spanish ships that were wrapped up by Chen Lai in the middle of the fleet of Zonglin Dayuan on the sea, and stopped not far from the port, put down the small boats and rowed to the shore, he asked the old Pinto who was writing hard beside him.

Chen Mu was a little disappointed, pouted and said, "It seems that it is really a peace negotiation, and I didn't even bring any silver." ”

This peace seemed to be more important to Pinto than anyone else, and he busied himself with his pen and writing, saying as he went: "Don Juan of Austria is the illegitimate son of the Holy Roman Emperor Carlos, and the half-brother of King Philip. ”

Chen Mu raised his eyebrows slightly, watching the paddle boat dock on the shore, he muttered softly: "It's still Brother Wang!" ”

"Don Juan's prestige is not due to his royal brother, but to the fact that in the Pope's naval battle against the Ottomans at Lepanto, Don Juan was the commander of the fleet of the Holy Alliance, and he was the victor."

Pinto's hands kept moving, and he quickly explained: "Since the battle of Lepanto, there have been rumors in the country that he wants to usurp the throne, although they are all false, but obviously the king does not think so—he has come here, and the peace talks have been successfully negotiated, and if they are not negotiated, shipwreck, navigation disease, and General Chen, all of them can kill him, and it does not seem bad for His Majesty the King." ”

Chen Mu bowed his head slowly, the overall strategy for treating Tang Juan and even this peace conference was formulated because of Pinto's few words of introduction, he couldn't take his eyes off the aristocratic figure surrounded by the Spanish soldiers lined up in the port in the distance and said: "It seems that Chen is going to receive a Spanish hero here." ”

The Great Galen ship, which had crossed the ocean from Madrid, carried a lot of troops, but only two small oars were put down, and Tang Juan and his entourage of 20 attendants and scholars came in a procession, and walked towards Chen Mu in the port with the Jesuit Bishop of Macau, who was looking for Father Libera as an interpreter.

With scurvy, it is not easy to pick out twenty people who are still healthy.

In Pinto's words, in the words of his book, under the royal city of Manila, the most famous, brilliant, and youngest generals of the East and the West stand together at this moment.

Tang Juan looked about the same age as Chen Mu, but in fact he was two years younger than Chen Mu, wearing a black knight's armor with gold trim, straddled with a red ribbon, and an iron neck guard with a white collar around his neck.

Perhaps because of the lack of nutrition in the life of his mother, who was born as a peasant woman when he was a teenager, he was not tall among the Westerners Chen Mu had seen, and with a stiff and reserved smile on the corner of his mouth, he stood on the shore and scanned the harbor from left to right.

In the end, his gaze met Chen Mu, who was dozens of steps away, he took a deep breath, took off his helmet and nodded slightly, held his helmet with one hand and pressed his sword with the other, and continued to walk at an even pace.

It was easy to see who was the leader, and Tang Juan's heart was far more nervous than anyone could have imagined.

In the Spanish court, the advisers gathered all the information related to Manila, and even summoned several of the defeated troops who had fled from Guam to South America, and the news was astonishing.

The army, which numbered more than 20,000 in front and behind, quietly dissipated into the battlefield, all because of this person.

Fanatics call him the devil of Manila, and even those who are sober enough will give him the unpleasant title of Chen Mu, the mad general of the Ming Kingdom.

Truth be told, Don Juan did not consider himself fit to deal with a madman, given the rumours of this diplomacy in Madrid before his departure and the fact that his half-brother, the King, was not prepared to pay the compensation he demanded, which he had come with the determination to die.

The biggest hope is to die a better death.

"Ahh See you at last! To everyone's surprise, before Tang Juan approached, Chen Mu had already stepped forward to meet him, laughed and punched Tang Juan's breastplate, and said: "The Battle of Lepanto is really a big victory, I have prepared seven kinds of famous wine of the Ming Dynasty, and we have come to talk about this battle all night!" ”

Chen Mu's laughter caught Tang Juan off guard, and his face looked at Chen Mu's expression in astonishment, and he muttered, "I forgot you don't understand, Father Libera, translate it to him." ”

Father Libera, who was standing on the side, nodded as if he had seen a ghost, and translated Chen Mu's words to Tang Juan.

Father Libera is not easy, he is the first group of Jesuits to come to Macau, compared with the Western world, every Jesuit monk is an absolute elite, because of secularization, they master the most cutting-edge technology and knowledge in the West, and have the courage, wisdom, piety and perseverance that the world can hardly match, and it is inevitable that they will be arrogant.

Although there are many optimists like Bishop Carneiro who often say that "this is a good start", there is no shortage of monks like Father Libera who thinks that the establishment of the Society of Jesus in Daming is a complete waste of life.

Libera had wanted to leave Macau for a long time, and this year he finally made up his mind and received an order from the Jesuit general to call him back, and then received a mission from Don Juan in need of an interpreter, which would be his last mission in Macau.

Libera has seen all kinds of Chen Mu, he has seen him slaughter in all directions in Macau, he has seen him mercilessly hang slave traders, he has seen him lead geese to patrol the streets and burn petition boxes, and he has also seen him order those who die to be nailed into the coastal reef with wooden poles and turned into strings of air-dried meat.

But he had never seen such a kind and pleasant Chen Mu.

When his words were translated to Don Juan, the young Spanish general blinked in a daze, smiled slowly and naturally, and replied with reserved pride: "Do the generals of the Ming Kingdom also know about that battle?" It was a tough battle, we had never faced an enemy of this size, and luckily we won. ”

"Actually, I would also like to know how the general defeated our fleet, in the Philippines on the island of Guam." Don Juan said this very seriously, and said: "The report of the court is not accurate, and there is no witness ......"

Tang Juan couldn't understand Chen Mu's words, but Chen Mu could understand him, and after correcting the place name in Chinese, he was puzzled: "These two places are now called Luzon and Linlai, and there are no witnesses?" Didn't I let Salcedo go back? ”

"Salcedo didn't make it to the king, he died on the shore of the Seville trading house."

Unlike Tang Juan, who had a sad expression on his face, Chen Mu was not surprised by the news, he pouted and said, "That's a pity, but it's okay, if you want to hear it, I can tell you for three days and three nights!" Haha, let's go, the banquet has been prepared, enter the city! ”./14_14088/