After delaying for a day and a half, at the end of May, before the hottest month in Luzon began, the Spanish army on the North Road finally arrived at the city of Manila.

The Spanish colonized the East Indies for nearly a century and basically showed it in front of the Ming Dynasty. At the front, one hundred and twenty large and small cannons were placed in front of the formation. The same black natives were like dogs released. They fought their power and status behind the cannons and tried to hit the vine shields on their hands with their spears. Later, the Spanish formation stood there in clusters like hedgehogs. The left wing was Spanish conquerors, and the right wing was a layer of Italian crossbowmen. Tens of thousands of troops were fighting against the edge of the city. The formation was like an alliance in the monsters.

"These Western barbarians actually have so many cannons!"

Not to mention, even Huang Degong would have a headache when he saw this. Standing at the highest point of Zhennan Fort, he looked down with some worries.

Under normal circumstances, even if they fight for artillery, they are not afraid of them. Regardless of tonnage or accuracy, the Northern Ming army tempered by the war will be better than Spain.

The problem is that the goddess of war is always fair. The Spanish nobles held Alex's main force for a day and a half, and gave Huang Degong a full opportunity to steal the southern part of El, but it took a day and a half to drag the heavy red cannons back. Huang Degong ordered to abandon three-quarters of the cannons and concentrate on pulling the 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 glanced at the city a few times, Huang Degong waved his face with a gloomy face.

"Order the citizens to evacuate south, the cannons are hidden, and the northern city is empty as a battlefield!"

Fighting against the enemy with superior firepower outside the city without any blockage, the reckless man did what Huang Degong did, but he did not mean that he was stupid. Seeing that his commander was holding a telescope, he did not put down. Several of his commanders clasped their fists together and went down hurriedly.

The Northern Ming army, who was originally ready to move, had to suppress their temperament and hide it. At the same time, the Chinese Ming people who moved to Manila also left their homes with concern.

It has to be mentioned that this has planted a bad seed in immigration. The government's credibility in this era is far less than that of later generations, and some people have even regretted moving to Manila at home.

But just as the Ming army was waiting for the battle, time passed minute by minute, and the Spanish army, which was roaring in the north of the city, did not launch an attack immediately.

"What do they think?"

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

He hesitated while pinching his chin, but after a moment, Gu Moyi's eyes suddenly lit up and he immediately clasped his fists heavily.

"Military General, these Western barbarians must be waiting for their allies! Manila is located at the handover between Northern Luzon and the Visayas. Hernan just landed and fell into the encirclement of our army and was defeated. Almost all the defeated soldiers fled south. Lord Yuan blocked the Bay of Manila on the sea. If the defeated soldiers want to spread the news, it will take at least four or five days to go around from Western Luzon!"

"When these Western barbarians react, our cannon has been pulled back!"

Gu Moyi explained, and all the officers and staff members heard the explanation were relieved. The days without cannon support were indeed too difficult, but they didn't even notice these words. Huang Degong was thinking about these words.

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly whispered in a low voice: "I will decide to fight!"

Just now, he was immersed in the atmosphere of delaying time. Suddenly, Huang Degong said something, and the group of officers and staff members were stunned. Even Gu Moyi, relying on his good relationship with Huang Degong, went up and touched his forehead with his little hands and asked in surprise.

"Martial throne, you don't have a fever!"

With a slap, Huang Degong slapped Gu Moyi's little hand so angry.

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The sky of this era is still rare in blue. The clouds without any pollution are so white that it is heartbreaking. The hot sun also boldly spreads energy on people's heads and exposes it to the sun near the bayonet. In just one noon, the natives seemed to be a little darker. The conquerors and infantrymen with Spanish plates and tower helmets were also like they were in a steamer, constantly steaming outwards, and sweat even made their eyes a little unable to open.

In the central army, Alex was like an ant on a hot pan, constantly turning around the circle with his hands behind his back, muttering there non-stop.

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

"Is something unexpected happening?"

One of his ears fell off, and the courage of the governor of the East Indies was obviously also knocked out. He was whispering in a scruple, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Archbishop Andolema, who was also a prisoner.

"Impossible! God's blessed Spanish army is not something these pagans can defeat!"

I really don’t know where the confidence comes from. Andolema, who suffered a great loss, was so angry that his teeth were itchy, and he jumped up and down like an angry bird.

"Not waiting for Hernan! It is urgent to recover God's land in the East! Major General Alex, you should shell and attack immediately!"

But Alex also had his own little nines in his heart.

His position as a major general was obtained by Mariana Governor Hernan through connections. Hernan's family can also be said to be his backer. If he fights Manila, he will dump Hernan. Even if the war is won, he will probably have to be in trouble in the Spanish officialdom.

So even though this great charlatan urged him repeatedly, the old Spanish colonist still frowned like a mountain monkey and shook his head gloomy.

"No! Your Excellency Archbishop, after all, the pagans occupy Manila! It's better to wait until Lord Hernan arrives!"

But just when the two sides were arguing, an infantryman rushed in excitedly and hurriedly, and knelt on the ground with one knee pressing his sword.

"Article! Master General! Manila, on fire!"

"Are on fire?"

Unable to help being stunned, he couldn't help but push away the messenger, and Alex broke out of the door with a telescope.

In his view, the building was on the edge of the harbor, and half of it was still leaning against the southern part of Manila City. Black smoke rose into the sky, faintly, shouts of killing and musket bursting came over alternately, and continued to spread to the mountain.

Afterwards, Ondolema, who was eager to revenge, was ecstatic and full of resentment. He was a priest who had no mercy and humility, and once again roared hoarsely like an old vampire.

"Hernan attacks! Send troops immediately! Send troops!"

"What's wrong!"

The telescope kept shaking, but Alex shook his head solemnly.

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More than just something is wrong?

It was still a familiar recipe, a familiar smell, with firewood below and banana leaves above. When the fire started to pile up, thick black smoke rose up between the streets of Manila, making Gu Moyi's eyes swollen like peaches, and she kept coughing.

Next to the brazier, the Chinese who came across the sea lit up the firecrackers for the New Year. On the other side, the locals were yelling and stumbled with each other while wailing. Several teams cried and howled, and rubbed towards the mountain like a big jumping god.

The biggest consideration in this battle is that the Spanish had 120 cannons in their hands, while the Ming army had only 23 and 4 firepower, and they were at a disadvantage for bombing. If the Spanish bombarded Manila City with cannons, they would have to be beaten passively.

But if the Spaniards could be tempted to launch a full-scale attack and fight in the city, then these cannons would become decorations, and both sides were pulled to the same level, and even the Ming army had a certain advantage in territory.

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

With suspicious skills, a thick smoke swayed in her face, choking Gu Moyi made another violent cough, and tears burst out on her beautiful little face.

On Zhennan Fort, Huang Degong, who was holding a telescope, also frowned. Looking at the depressed Spanish native army at the foot of the mountain, this battle was not only the first major battle he defected to Beiming, but also the political stepping stone that Mao Jue wanted to win. He had to win, but also win beautifully! A battle will surely accept the entire Luzon! Instead of fighting guerrillas with the Spanish one by one, once it was a protracted battle, even if this battle was won, Mao Jue would be lost.

So instead of steadily delaying time and waiting for the cannon, he rarely came up with a strange plan.

But just as he was nervously watching, the top of Manila was in full swing for more than ten minutes, but the Spanish army opposite was still as still as a mountain, which made Huang Degong, who was old in the world, feel anxious.

Not fooled?

Just when Huang Degong could not hold back his mind and took a torch to the south of Zhennan Castle, suddenly a thunderous sound sound suddenly sounded in his ears, and he turned around the telescope in surprise. The next moment, Huang Degong's face couldn't help but show an expression of ecstasy.

The lowly Alex calmed down, but the Spanish fleet on the sea couldn't hold back. Outside the Krabi Sea, the dense Spanish sailboats were exposed with their teeth and claws, and they cut into Manila Bay diagonally. Several battleships at the top fired first.

On the sea, Yuan Dabao also roared without hesitation and ordered the Ming East India Company fleet to launch, and set sail like Mai Mang to fight.

Sure enough, a single blow moved the whole body. After the fierce sound of cannons sounded on the sea, the originally wilted native army also held up their shields and guns again, screaming.

He picked off the two steel whips hanging on the wall, and Huang Degong even stuffed a thick cigar into his mouth.
Chapter completed!