Nanming: I can build wonders

Chapter 68 Under the City of Manila
On the march, in order to ensure the combat effectiveness of the soldiers, Zheng Kezang saw that everyone was tired and ordered to rest.

Man is not a machine, rest is for better fighting.

Pan Aqiang looked at the pale recruit behind him and asked, "What's your name?"

Hearing the officer's question, the recruit immediately straightened up and replied loudly: "Report to the battalion commander, my name is Qian Yan!"

Ah Qiang nodded and said, "Qian Yan, the name is good, tell me how it feels to kill someone for the first time?"

Qian Yan immediately remembered how he was in the dark when he vomited during the day.

But he didn't want to show his timidity in front of the battalion commander, instead he said loudly: "Report to the battalion commander! I don't feel anything!"

Not bad, very energetic, Battalion Commander Pan Aqiang decided to give him a chance: "Since you don't feel like killing people, then I will treat you as a veteran. Go and try to lead a squad. If you do well, I will finish this battle." Let you be the captain, if you don’t do well, you’ll be the leader!”

"Yes, Battalion Commander!" Qian Yan said excitedly, he didn't expect such a good thing to happen.

"Take the order book, go and bring your soldiers, don't let me down."

Qian Yan hurriedly took away the order and ran away!
He didn't dare to stay with a big guy like Pan Aqiang for too long. According to the legend of Pan Aqiang in the Guards, he had already become a figure like a big devil. When he was with him, Qian Yan felt his back go cold!
It didn't take long for Zheng Kezang's troops to continue marching.

Late at night, the governor of Luzon, Juan de Vargas Hurtado, was holding his biracial lover and preparing for a lingering battle.

A sudden knock on the door interrupted Juan de Vargas Huertado's spellcasting.

The waiter yelled that there was an urgent military situation. As a last resort, Governor Juan could only put on his clothes and go out to listen to his report.

Governor Juan frowned and asked, "Man, what's the matter?"

The waiter hurriedly said: "Mr. Major said that he has important military information to report to you personally."

"Let him in."

After a while, Major Velosa Hess, who was dressed in military uniform, walked in, gave the governor a standard Castilian military salute, and said, "Mr. Governor, something serious happened!"

"Tell me, what happened, if it's not serious enough to disturb my sleep in the middle of the night, I will throw you to Cebu Island to cut trees." Juan said majesticly.

Velosa didn't take the governor's threat seriously at all, because the news was too scary.

"Mr. Governor, the Ming people are coming. Tens of thousands of troops have landed in Dagupan!" Viloza said excitedly.

"Ming people? Isn't the Ming country long gone! Could it be the Qing people calling here?"

"I don't know, but the strength is very strong. The Dagupan defenders did not last for a quarter of an hour." The major continued.

"What! How many Spanish troops are there in Manila?"

"Mr. Governor, there are now [-] Spanish troops and [-] native soldiers in Manila," the major said.

"Since the enemies are coming, why don't you hurry up and organize an army to prepare for the battle." Juan said angrily.

The major was sweating profusely: "My dear governor, don't we negotiate with them first?"

"You idiot, have you forgotten what the previous governors did? If they were really Ming people, they wouldn't talk to us." Juan knew very well what his predecessors did.

"My lord governor, I understand, I'm going to organize soldiers now." The major didn't say much.

As soon as the major left, Juan de Vargas Hurtado slumped on his chair. He had a hunch that the existing garrison could not defeat this group of unknown troops.

The Spanish army was too small, and he knew best what the native soldiers looked like.

After a long time, he sighed and picked up a quill pen to write quickly on the paper.

His handwriting is very beautiful cursive script. Juan has always liked to practice calligraphy, and his writing is very neat and beautiful.

After writing, he put the letter paper into the envelope, sealed the envelope with wax, and handed it to a confidant beside him, saying: "Send this letter back to the Iberian Peninsula and hand it to His Majesty the King, remember , must be delivered by hand, and there must be no mistakes."

"As ordered!"

The confidant took the envelope respectfully, and then carefully returned it.

"Your Highness, Manila is ahead."

On the horse, Liu Guoxuan excitedly pointed to the castle road not far away.

The city of Manila was built by the Spaniards in the sixteenth century. It is a bastion equipped for war, with a moat dug around it. The city wall is nearly five meters high and the wall is six to nine meters thick. There are moats outside, and there are five city gates in total.

After decades of painstaking efforts by the Spaniards, a solid fortification with three lines of defense was finally formed, which can be described as impenetrable.

The guards and the left and right Wuwei towns completely surrounded the city of Manila from the north and the east. The Spanish colonial army in Manila became the turtle in the urn, and the siege battle was about to start.

In front of the castle, the Ming and Zheng troops stood awe-inspiring, and countless dark red military uniforms blended into the night.

The soldiers were already sweating profusely in this tropical environment, and they felt cool only when the breeze blew occasionally.

Suddenly there was a drumbeat, and the [-] army shouted like a tsunami, and the astonishing momentum enveloped the surroundings like a dark cloud cover.

The Chinese army dispersed, and a scarlet flag fluttered in the army formation. It was a sun and moon flag. Zheng Kezang, who was in uniform, rode his horse and came slowly to the front of the formation.

This time he played the bright flag, because the Spaniards owed Daming countless blood debts and failed to repay.

Facing Zheng Kezang's gaze, there were rows of officers from the Dongning Military Academy standing upright. They looked at Zheng Kezang in front of them with firm eyes, and they had already made up their minds to follow in the footsteps of Jian Guo. Fight to the end with him.

Looking at these young and determined faces, Zheng Kezang said: "You are all excellent graduates of my Dongning Military Academy, and you have all been on the battlefield and fought beautiful battles. I am very pleased!"

"You should all know what those Xiyi people in the city are. They ignored my warnings from Daming and King Yanping time and time again, and incited the natives to massacre my compatriots. It is a crime that cannot be punished!"

With just a few words, all the surrounding Ming Zheng soldiers showed anger, and raging flames burst out of their hearts, and their emotions were aroused by Zheng Kezang.

Zheng Kezang's voice continued to flutter in front of the battle: "Heroic warriors, I encourage you to fight bravely and kill the enemy with all your strength, so as to demonstrate the national prestige of our Ming Dynasty!"

"After entering Manila, you must attack without hesitation, never show mercy, and eliminate all armed forces!"

"Long live the prison!"

"Long live the prison!"

The cheers lasted for a full quarter of an hour. After calming down a bit, Zheng Kezang pulled out his Longquan saber violently, and shouted: "Ming wins! Huaxia wins!"

"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!"

The overwhelming shouts sounded again, and the waves of Wan Sheng's voice were higher than the waves, resounding into the sky.

(End of this chapter)