In the third month and thirteen days after the siege of the Luzon colony by the Western powers led by the Netherlands, the huge Imperial Royal Navy finally completed its assembly and set off from the southernmost Tainan Naval Harbor and sailed further south.

The only pity is that Mao Jue himself did not succeed, after all, he is the emperor of the empire, at this time the prince is still training in the New World, if he has an accident, the empire will definitely return to turmoil, let him go to Tainan to face the enemy command, it is already the biggest concession of the six departments and Jiuqing, standing on the towering fortress of Gelansha City, watching a few black smoke gradually disappear, Mao Jue couldn't help but shake his head melancholy.

"Everyone says that the emperor is good, but I only say that he is as troubled as a prison!"

However, nothing can escape the warning of Zhenxiang, just when Mao Jue sighed sourly, a few crisp shouts rang out in the courtyard under the fortress behind him.

"Sir!"

Put down the binoculars and turned around, it turned out that it was Cerita standing there in a dress, carrying a big basket in her hand, next to her, Chiyohime, who was tied to a big butterfly behind her, was drooling greedily, and the editor-in-chief of the ninth princess, Zhu Da, who was busy on weekdays, was dressed in a professional outfit, with beautiful black hair coiled up, and a very temperamental slightly pushing her black-framed eyes.

"Sir, have we prepared fish and seafood, are we going to barbecue?"

"Here we go!"

The telescope was thrown away, without the demeanor of an emperor, and Mao Jue ran down with his legs.

In fact, being an emperor is also quite cool!

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Mao Jue can still go to the barbecue here without heart and lungs, but at this time Manila City has reached the last moment, the garden-like city is almost completely destroyed by artillery fire, on both sides of the straight streets, there are ruins everywhere, glass shards are scattered everywhere, between the rubble, and even corpses are looming and exposed, in the hot weather, attracting a large number of flies and insects to hover.

There is an old Chinese saying, give back to the other with the other's way! If you come out to mix, you have to pay it back! Huang Degong has experienced it vividly, when he attacked Fort Philip, he was now painted by Michel Gen, the gourd was painted with a scoop covered with banana leaves, and dry wood was burned below, and a stream of choking green smoke came with the night land wind shining on the fortress.

In the Western war, the greatest is the Battle of Stalingrad, the turning point of the entire World War II, but the Stalingrad Front, which faced Germany's 270,000 divisions, also had as many as 160,000, and the two sides could not reach two to one, but Huang Degong's strength was only one-sixth of the opponent's.

It's not that the defenders of Manila are not resolute enough, it's really a disparity in strength, and all the strongholds on the periphery have been occupied! And the last fortress of the Ming Dynasty in this land was also crumbling in the smoke. On the head of the city, the eyes of the scarred Ming defenders were reddened, and the tears of the iron-beaten man still couldn't stop flowing, and the coughing sound kept ringing one after another.

Now they knew how uncomfortable the Spanish defenders in Manila had been!

But even so, it's been three whole days! St. Philip's Castle is still standing!

But to be able to endure to this point, it is almost to the limit of human beings, a pair of eyes are swollen like peaches, covering the mouth and nose with a cloth stained with urine but still can't stop coughing, the originally beautiful face is full of smoke and poison, and he forcibly follows the enemy army who is watching the fire below, Gu Moyi really can't help it, and asks again expectantly and desperately.

"General Commander! Reinforcements, ahem...... when will the reinforcements arrive? ”

Originally, the face that had been re-cultivated in the past two years and even some of the whitened faces were re-dyed with the dust marks left by the war, and even several wounds were suppurated by the poisonous smoke, and pus flowed downward, but Huang Degong's momentum seemed to have returned to the time when he was stubborn and straight into the army of hundreds of thousands of thieves, looking down like a statue carved with a knife and axe, listening to Gu Moyi's question, his expression did not even change slightly, and he was still humming so indifferently.

"Reinforcements are coming! Hold on and persevere!"

"But ......, but it's really ......, I can't hold on to it......"

Lack of oxygen is not something that can be overcome by training and will, it has really reached the limit, in a trembling voice, Gu Moyi also relied on the city wall and slowly fell, listening to the fluttering sound, Huang Degong finally couldn't help but tilt his head slightly, but in just a second or two, he was still staring at the battlefield again.

In fact, the order to retreat had been reached through the fast horse a month ago, and in fact, these overseas colonies were also discardable pawns for the Empire, just like the Empire of the Great British Commonwealth, the original Mayflower arrived in North America of more than 500 Puritans, more than half of them did not survive that winter, and the original thirteen colonies were also slaughtered again and again by the Indians in the Mississippi and Tennessee River Valleys, and the rest were like Spain and the Netherlands, It is also common for people in the entire colonies of France and other seafaring powers to die, and the glory of those Western countries in later generations is also conceived in the cruel and bloody death of this leek-like death and stubble, even if the Ming Dynasty abandoned Manila, it is a common thing.

This is not Huang Degong's hometown, his hometown is the same as Mao Jue, in the icy and snowy Liaodong.

I don't know what the reason is, this hot and temporary land, Huang Degong still can't bear to abandon it, no matter what the price!

Maybe it was the old scholar who would rather accompany the Spaniards to be buried than admit his identity as a Ming man who touched him!

The empire may decide to abandon the colonies, but the military is responsible for defending the territory! If they don't protect this land and the people living overseas, who will protect them?

Maybe dying here and dying on the battlefield is also the best destination for a veteran like him! The lack of oxygen also made his brain begin to be in a trance, those French mercenaries who fanned the flames, and the Milanese mercenaries seemed to slowly dissipate in his pupils, and the war-torn Fort San Philip returned a little calm, and the slanting sun shone on the land golden.

I don't know how many people's blood is stained on his hands, but on Huang Degong's face, an extremely peaceful smile actually appeared, maybe this is a person's dying words are good!

"General Commander! General Army! The feudal ghost actually retreated! Retire! ”

Suddenly, the violent shaking suddenly brought Huang Degong back to his senses, and it was actually Gu Moyi who fell to the ground, just like a nervous disorder, this girl shook his shoulders desperately, and shouted excitedly.

"General Commander! General Army! The feudal ghost has really withdrawn! It must be my Ming reinforcements who have arrived! Master Jun!"

It wasn't an illusion! I don't know why, the mercenaries of various countries who were besieging the city suddenly gave up their positions and retreated, and one by one they hurriedly disappeared into the urban area of Manila, which had been bombed into ruins.

"No wonder the military master is so calm, it turns out that he is in the chest, and the reinforcements are coming! Manila is saved! ”

But I didn't know Huang Degong's thoughts, and after a hard time on his old face, the hot and bold female staff officer shouted excitedly at the city that had become empty, and with her shouting, the city of Manila, which had become lifeless, finally regained some vitality, and the exhausted and scarred sergeants lay on the head of Chengcheng, cheering passionately, this feeling of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe was really exciting.

It is because of the love of life that people will forget about life!

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This time it's not some repetition, it's not a trick of the Westerners, but damn reinforcements, finally arrived!

Zheng He's morale, the overwhelming and majestic Eastern Fleet, reappeared in the sea, and the ships of all sizes shook their heads and tails like a large group of divine fish, and marched forward with vigor.

This fleet division is like a wolf pack, 40 to 50 meters, flexible but excellent firepower of the second class battleships fiercely presented a diamond shape distributed in the forefront and edge, in the middle of every dozen or so second class battleships, there is a vinegar cluster of about 75 meters of first class battleships, these large and small warships form a separate combat detachment.

In the middle of the entire fleet, there are three Pangu levels, which are completely modeled after the huge supply ships of the Ming Super Treasure Ship as the core of the battle.

Later, there are vast, large and small, I don't know how many small functional ships, transport ships, landing craft, the huge fleet only has more than 220 main fleets, large and small ships are even more obscure, the huge fleet unscrupulously rampant directly from the north, standing on the most central mothership, the first time to command such a large-scale battle alone, the commander of the imperial fleet Huge Sea is simply high-spirited, chubby body armor propped up like a fat-headed fish, standing on the bridge, The telescope is looking straight across the horizon.

There was only this level of military pressure, and the oppressive Michelle had to turn around and prepare for the war with all his might.

Although it has long been known that the military strength of the sea in the East is increasing year by year, but when it is really faced, the scale of the huge fleet is still so shocking that it is impossible to breathe, and the Western warships that respond to the battle drive out of Manila Bay with the current, standing on the flagship of the flagship Rotterdam, looking in front of him, even the old fox of Curt can't help but take a breath of cool air from the bottom of his heart.

"Oriental, terrifying! This kind of fleet is less than half of the Spanish Empire at its peak! ”

However, standing beside him, the Dutch star Michel, who was also holding a telescope, had a pair of sharp eyes that were still sharp despite being faint due to aging, but they were staring at the flagship of Daming Pangu that was chopping waves, and his eyes were full of murderous aura like the depths of the sea! Please Baidu "Throw Book Network" Thank you for your support!