Chapter eight hundred and ninety eight.
If you want to say that this generation gap is a bit deep, how can you meet? The first thing that comes from Spain when you come down from the mountain is, which tribe do you belong to?
Tribe?
Listening to the explanation of whether the British were dead or not, Li Dingguo immediately raised a question mark and glanced at his neat armor and military uniforms, as well as his cold and cold weapons. No matter how he looked, he was not as good as the barbarian tribes in the borders of Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan, which were wearing animal skins and sticks, and still belonged to the slave society?
While he was stunned, the pastor spoke a lot of English again.
"Sir, this barbarian said that they are willing to give twenty carts of food and a box of gold, so that we can withdraw our troops when we see it! Otherwise, the Governor's Office in Mexico City will come to conquer us and let us go without food."
Do you really think I'm begging for food? Li Dingguo was almost confused. He pointed at the guy's nose in anger and roared: "Do you tell him if you die or not, I will be the emperor of Daming. I will come here to fight against the unjust ministers. I have to be greedy for his little money. I will ask him to open the city and surrender quickly. Otherwise, the day the city is broken, there will be no chicken or dog left!"
Under Zhang Xianzhong's command, Li Dingguo was considered kind and restrained, but it does not mean that he had never slaughtered the city. His words were so horrible that he was so murderous.
After a few translations, the fat pastor was obviously stunned when he heard the word Ming Dynasty. However, at this time, some people in the West particularly advocated Eastern civilization, such as Johnson Chan, Matteo Ricci, Nan Huairen, etc., and even Curt, the major shareholder of the Dutch East India Company, who was hostile to the Ming Dynasty, were all unfair Eastern fans. However, the other part was extremely arrogant and absolutely surrounded by Western-centricism, especially the crazy Catholic believers, who believed that all those who did not believe in religion were barbarians. Obviously, the fat man in front of him belonged to the latter. Listen to the translation of whether he died or not, he immediately raised the cross hanging around his neck like a psychopath.
"Don't think that the believers of the devil and the people of God will not bow to you. Just call me! God's wrath will burn you all under the city!"
As he said that, the old fat man turned around and left arrogantly, which made Li Dingguo's aura empty. He watched him walk out for two or three steps in a daze. Only then did Li Dingguo save face and wave his hand heavily: "Just because of this, let's fight to the death and see off the guests!"
However, Li Dingguo was not Yi Yu, even if he was able to deal with western Sichuan, Mao Ming, Southern Ming, and the complex forces of the southwest ethnic minorities for so long, and Li Dingguo was not a person of Yi Yu. Even if he was so angry that he was not overwhelmed by his anger, he still kept his troops waiting for the cannon.
However, after the old fat man returned, he saw that Ming Jun did not dare to fight, thinking that they were afraid, so he held up his staff and released it again.
"All pagans who oppose God will be cursed to hell by God! Don't be afraid of them, God is with you!"
The entire hillside suddenly sounded like wild beasts, and the local natives who were brainwashed by missionaries were all whispering excitedly.
However, in the confrontation with big eyes, the battle situation quickly changed again. With the sound of panting, more than 2,000 infantrymen in the rear army also arrived. The New World was not as straight and bright asphalt road as the Ming Dynasty. Four hundred cavalry dismounted to form an infantry formation. They even went out to pull more than 500 kilograms to one ton of field cannons. Even so, the infantry pushing the cannons behind were still exhausted and panting, and even the princess Mao Yuer was sweating.
But even though she was so tired that she was so excited that she was still as excited as if she had been injected with chicken blood. The legendary colonial war! While pushing the cannon, she was also excited and loudly preaching Mao Jue's quotes.
"Your Majesty said that war is indeed a sin, but the war for the Ming Empire to expand its living space is sacred!"
"My father said: The drop of blood and sweat we have not flowed down today will turn into a fertile land for future generations to cultivate! Use the steel guns and cannons of the Ming Dynasty to gain a new home for future generations!"
"A few hundred years later, everything we do will be remembered and sung by future generations!"
Not to mention, these words were really inspiring. Some Li Jun was so tired that he was snotted and still used his energy to feed himself, and his old faces were red.
The cannon came more than half an hour earlier than expected, but Li Dingguo was a little unhappy. Seeing his soldiers pushing the cannon to the front line with the same fanatical call from Mao Yuer, he was worried that the royal family would have too much influence under his command? In the future, he would not be able to command his subordinates.
"General, can the artillery be here? Can you launch an attack?"
The fanatical and crisp voice suddenly interrupted Li Dingguo's deep thoughts. Looking at Mao Yuer who was sweating profusely in front of him, he was helpless and waved his hand lazily.
"Prepare, attack!"
"grown ups!"
But at this critical moment, he suddenly made a sound again when he pointed to the opposite hillside, and did not realize that he was Western barbarians. He pointed to the city of Tepik on the hillside. He shouted loudly: "Those Western barbarians are fighting the white flag!"
"oh?"
He raised his head in surprise. The old fat man who had just gone down the mountain to negotiate, holding a bamboo pole and hanging a white sheet of unknown family. He rolled and crawled downwards again. It was useless to Li Dingguo's instructions, and the two personal soldiers kicked the horses and ran out again, carrying him back with his crunching nest.
The two foreigners continued to talk.
What does it mean to be handsome for only three seconds? In Li Dingguo's weird eyes, there are reports of contempt: "Sir, this Western barbarian said that they are willing to surrender in Tepik City. Please ensure their lives are safe and not to kill people."
"Not fighting? I'll surrender now?"
As Song Yongzhong breathed a sigh of relief, Mao Yuer shouted in great disappointment. Li Dingguo was also choked with such words. He looked at the cannon that had just been pushed up with a little depressed, thinking depressedly, I am not as scary as these iron guys yet?
However, it is still good to save strength. In the old fat pastor's nervous eyes, he was depressed for a few seconds. Li Dingguo still shook his chin: "Do you die? Tell the barbarians to open the city gate and welcome our army into the city, don't play any tricks. Otherwise, I won't recognize anyone!"
The old fat man was also like cotton and breathed a sigh of relief.
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The Ming Dynasty's first foothold in the birthplace of China and the United States, China, was taken down like this.
More than 500 young and strong men of all ethnic groups obediently disarmed under the leadership of Spanish officers and were locked in a cattle shed. The low city gate also opened to Li Dingguo. There was no need for Li Dingguo to order the other end. The old fat man and several other pastors had already organized people from door to collect property. Li Dingguo had just fallen into the church, and several boxes of gold, silver and jewelry were sent to him.
While laughing and crying, Li Dingguo experienced the mainstream colonial culture of this era.
First of all, the colony and the mother country may not be just a single iron barrel. Just like at a critical moment, Mao Jue gave up the Manila colony. These overseas territories are not indispensable for the mother country. If they really can't defeat them, these guys will definitely find ways to protect themselves.
For example, when the Spanish Manila fought with the Ming Dynasty to the end, the Ming Dynasty was really no longer able to survive. It was necessary to slaughter all the Spanish here to avenge the Ming people, which forced the owners of the manor to jump over the wall. Otherwise, it would be easier for Huang Degong to conquer Luzon.
However, he had obtained important information. Although the Spaniards destroyed the Aztec Empire more than a hundred years ago, it does not mean that they have really conquered this land. Otherwise, the old fat man would not think that he was a plunder by other tribes. Moreover, depending on his proficiency in negotiations, such plundering seems to happen frequently.
This is also related to the political rule of Aztecs. To say that the theory of descendants of the Shang Dynasty in later generations and American civilizations is not groundless. Aztecs are too similar to the Shang Dynasty. Like the Yin Ruins, the core area controlled by the Aztecs was only a three-city alliance with a population of 250,000. The remaining areas existed similar to the vassal states of the Shang and Zhou dynasties. While they surrendered to the Aztecs, they implemented autonomy.
Even more than a hundred years later, not all tribes surrendered to the Spanish!
Then there is a lot of stuff to do! He weighed the crystal skull he got from Mao Yuer, and his eyes were sly and turned around. Li Dingguo just wanted to make a plan.
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Tepik City is not big, and there are only six or seven thousand residents in the city. Early the next morning, driven from door to door by Ming army, all the residents in the city were driven to the small square in the center of the church in fear, where, like a shopping mall lottery in later generations, the Ming army set up a platform early.
A large magnificent box was placed dazzlingly in the middle of the table, and Mao Yuer, who had a white face, wore her Indian witch costume, and stood seriously behind the box.
The black-faced Song Yongzhong had no chance to act as a messenger of God, so he had to rush under him as a trumpet and shouted there at the top of his voice.
"Don't be afraid, the people of the city of Tepik, we are the messengers of God. We have brought back the token of God. Please unbox the goddess and show the objects to the people of Tepik!"
I really doubt whether the people from Northeast China came out of this era were born with their own skills. In the voice of Song Yongzhong's fooling, Miss Yu'er took out the fox fairy's set of invitations, jumping and jumping, and she murmured in her mouth. I wonder if the mommy was coaxing her. If it were in the Central Plains, this set of performance would have caused a bunch of rotten persimmons, but here, it really made the natives stunned.
Just as the great god jumped to orgasm, Yu'er suddenly unveiled the box. At ten o'clock, the clean-wiped crystal skull immediately reflected a dazzling brilliance.
Below, a child caregiver immediately shouted in surprise and ecstasy.
"Crystal Skull! It is really one of the thirteen crystal skulls that God gave to the royal family after creating the world! It's really back!"
"The god is above!"
Just like the infection, thousands of people suddenly knelt on the ground one after another, kowtowed frantically, standing under the platform. Looking at the scene in front of him, the handsome face of Li Dingguo immediately appeared with contempt and ecstasy.
Chapter completed!