After a day and a half of delay, at the end of May, just before the start of the hottest month in Luzon, the Spanish army on the northern route finally reached the city of Manila.

The results of the Spanish colonization of the East Indies for nearly a century are basically displayed in front of the Ming Dynasty, in the front, one hundred and twenty large and small cannons are placed in front of the formation, and the natives of the same black pressure are like dogs released, behind the cannons, the dogs are desperately beating the rattan shield with their spears, and then after that, the Spanish phalanx is like a hedgehog towering there, the left wing is the Spanish conquistador's cavalry, the right wing is pressed by a layer of Italian hired crossbowmen, tens of thousands of troops are on the edge of the city, That battle was like an alliance in Warcraft.

"These Western Barbarians actually have so many cannons!"

Not to mention, this look, even if Huang Degong saw it, he had a headache, standing at the highest place of Zhennan Fort, he looked down with some worry.

Under normal circumstances, even if the artillery is not afraid of them, regardless of tonnage or accuracy, the Northern Ming army tempered by the war is higher than the Spanish.

The problem is that the goddess of war is always fair, those Spanish nobles dragged Alex's main force for a day and a half, and gave Huang Degong a full chance to steal the south of El, but the heavy Hongyi cannon, it took a day and a half to drag it back, Huang Degong ordered to abandon three-quarters of the cannons, concentrate on pulling horses, and then rushed to pull back twenty heavy artillery with the troops, at this time, the heavy firepower of the Northern Ming army on the battlefield was at a disadvantage.

After glancing at the city a few times, Huang Degong slapped with a gloomy face.

"Order the citizens to evacuate to the south, hide the artillery, and empty the northern city as a battlefield!"

Fighting with the enemy army with superior firepower outside the unobstructed city, Huang Degong is brave, but it doesn't mean that he is stupid, seeing that his main general didn't put it down with a telescope, several of his subordinates hugged their fists together neatly, and hurriedly went down.

The Northern Ming Army, which was about to move, had to hide its temperament, and at the same time, the Ming Chinese who moved to Manila also left their homes full of worry.

It has to be mentioned that this has planted a bad seed among immigrants, and the credibility of the government in this era is far less than that of later generations, and some people have even regretted moving to Manila.

But while the Ming army was waiting, time passed minute by minute, and the Spanish army, which was roaring in the north of the city, did not attack at the first time.

"What do they think?"

Looking at the long shield of the native like the big fish scales, Huang Degong was really a little incomprehensible.

He also pinched his chin and hesitated, but after a while, Gu Moyi's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately hugged his fist heavily.

"General Jun, these Western barbarians must be waiting for their allies! Manila is located at the junction of North Luzon and the Visayas, Hernan has just landed, and he fell into the encirclement of our army and was defeated, almost all of the rout troops fled south, and Lord Yuan blocked Manila Bay on the sea, and it will take at least four or five days for the rout to pass the news over, and it will take at least four or five days to bypass West Luzon!"

"When these Xiban react, our cannon has already been pulled back!"

Gu Moyi explained, and a group of officers and staff officers who listened to it were all relieved, and the days without artillery support were indeed too difficult, but they didn't notice it, but Huang Degong, who listened to these words, was thoughtful.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly whispered with a hidden face: "Ben will decide, fight!"

Just now, he was still immersed in the atmosphere of dragging time, and Huang Degong said a word, and a group of officers and staff officers who listened to it were all dumbfounded, and even Gu Moyi still had a good relationship with Huang Degong, so he touched his forehead with his little hand and asked in surprise.

"Junza, you don't have a fever, do you?"

With a slap, Huang Degong angrily knocked Gu Moyi's little hand down.

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The sky of this era is still a rare piece of blue, there is no trace of pollution in the clouds, the white is heartbreaking, the blazing sun is also bold to sway the energy on the people's heads, exposed to the sun near the bayonet, just one noon, the natives seem to be a little darker, those Conqueror infantry wearing Spanish plates, iron tower helmets are also like entering a steamer, constantly steaming outward, sweat even makes the eyes a little unable to open.

In the Chinese army, Alex is also like an ant on a hot pot, constantly turning in circles with his hands behind his back, muttering there non-stop.

"Governor Hernan, it's time to arrive!"

"Did something happen?"

One ear had been dropped, and the Governor of the East Indies, Darazan, had his courage knocked out, and he was whispering there, but before he could finish speaking, he had been interrupted by Archbishop Ondolma, who was also a fellow prisoner.

"Impossible! The God-blessed Spanish army is not something that these heretics can defeat!"

I really don't know where the confidence came from, Ondolema, who had suffered a big loss, was so hated that he jumped up and down like an angry bird.

"Don't wait for Hernan! It is time to recover God's land in the East! Major General Alex, you should immediately shell and attack!"

But Alex also has his own little ninety-nine in his heart.

His position as a major general was obtained by Hernan, the governor of Marianas, through his connections, and Hernan's family can also be said to be his backer.

So even if this big god stick urged him again and again, the old Spanish colonist still frowned like a mountain monkey and shook his head gloomily.

"No! Your Excellency the Archbishop, after all, the heretics occupy Manila! It's better to wait for Lord Hernan to arrive!"

But just when the two sides were arguing, an infantry broke in excitedly and hurriedly, and suddenly knelt on the ground with one knee and a sword.

"Archbishop! Your Excellency, Major General! Manila, it's on fire!"

"On fire?"

Stunned, he couldn't help but push the herald away, and Alex broke out the door with a telescope.

In his view, in the southern part of Manila, which was built on the edge of the harbor and half against the mountain, puffs of black smoke rose into the sky, and faintly, the sound of shouts of killing and the sound of muskets burst alternately, and continued to spread towards the mountain.

Immediately after that, the vengeful Ondolema was ecstatic, full of resentment, and he had lost all the kindness and humility that a priest should have, and once again roared hoarsely like an old vampire.

"Hernan is on the attack! Troops now! Troops!"

"Something is wrong!"

The telescope shook incessantly, but Alex shook his head solemnly.

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What's wrong?

It's still a familiar recipe, a familiar taste, the firewood below, the banana leaves above, the fire is a little up, and puffs of thick black smoke rise up between the streets of Manila, choking Gu Moyi's eyes are swollen like peaches, and he can't stop coughing.

Next to the brazier, the Chinese who crossed the sea crackled and lit the firecrackers left for the New Year, and on the other side, the natives wrestled with awe while screaming ghosts, and several teams of ghosts cried wolves, just like dancing gods to the mountain.

The biggest consideration of this battle was that the Spaniards had 120 cannons in their hands, while the Ming army only had 234 cannons, and the firepower was not at the same level, so they suffered a loss from the bombardment, and if the Spaniards bombarded Manila City with artillery, they could only be beaten passively.

But if the Spaniards can be induced to take the initiative to launch a full-scale attack and engage in the battle, then these cannons will become decorations, and the two sides will be pulled to a horizontal line, and even the Ming army will occupy a favorable position and have a certain advantage.

But the question is, can these Spanish barbarians be fooled?

Full of suspicion, a thick smoke swayed towards her face, choking Gu Moyi and coughing violently, snot and tears popped up on her beautiful little face.

On Zhennan Fort, Huang Degong, who was holding a telescope, also frowned, looking at the wilting Spanish army at the foot of the mountain, this battle was not only the first big battle he fought under the command of Beiming, but also a political stepping stone for Mao Jue to win, not to mention, but also to win beautifully! The First World War will conquer the whole of Luzon! Instead of fighting guerrilla warfare with the Spaniards island by island, once it becomes a protracted battle, even if this victory is won, Mao Jue's face is gloomy.

So he didn't wait for the cannon to wait for a steady time, but it was difficult to come up with a trick.

But in his nervous watching, the city of Manila was on fire for more than ten minutes, but the Spanish army on the opposite side was still motionless, which made even Huang Degong, who was an old man, anxious.

Not fooled?

Just when Huang Degong was about to lose his nerves, and then took a torch to light the Zhennanbao, suddenly, a thunderous shock sounded in his ears, and he turned the telescope in disbelief, and the next moment, Huang Degong's face couldn't help but show a look of ecstasy.

Alex was low, but the Spanish fleet at sea couldn't hold his breath, and off the coast of Krabi, the dense Spanish galleons showed their teeth and claws, and cut into Manila Bay diagonally, and the battleships at the head of the row took the lead in firing.

On the sea, Yuan Dabao also unceremoniously roared and ordered the fleet of the Ming East India Company to be deployed, and the tip of the needle sailed out like Mai Mang.

Sure enough, after the fierce cannon roared on the sea, the natives who had been wilting were like being beaten with chicken blood, once again holding their shields and short spears high, screaming in chaos.

casually took off the two steel whips hanging on the wall, and Huang Degong stuffed a thick cigar into his mouth.

"Prepare for battle!"

(End of chapter)