Chapter 87 The Conspiracy Behind!
The soldiers who were looking for the bunker in a hurry also stopped. They raised their heads in astonishment and looked behind them. The north gate of the beautiful city of Manila was surrounded by thick smoke and dust, and solid stone walls were collapsing under the ravages of artillery fire.
Major Diego's expression was numb as if he was waiting for a civilian to be driven into the gas chamber by the SS. The flaired short gun in his hand had fallen to the ground for sometime, and the tip of the command knife in his hand was also drooping, dragging on the uneven ground.
In the governor's house, Marcelo, the pale and haggard governor of Spain, stared at the collapsed wall with dull eyes. He cursed the bitch Colonel Alfonso countless times in his heart. If it hadn't been for his temptation, how could he agree to provoke these damn Qing pirates?
Although he doesn't think that those Qing pirates have the ability to destroy the powerful combined fleet led by Alfonso, now the fact is like a 24-pound heavy artillery, smashing his heart into powder.
And the other party's shameless camouflage made Manila lose its last line of defense: the coastal defense fort.
There are many coastal defense guns in Manila. There are ten 24-pound cannons and nearly fifty 18-pound cannons. In the face of those pirates traveling in the Southern Ocean, such a defensive force can definitely be called as stable as Mount Tai. Moreover, the prestige of the Spanish navy has always made those pirates deaf. Gall, Manila has not been baptized by war for a long time, which has greatly reduced the vigilance of those soldiers.
And the important thing is that the other party used the Spanish warships and flags despicably, disguised as the Spanish joint fleet returning from victory, and saw the return of their heroes. Naturally, the Spanish, who had always been enthusiastic, would not suppress their inner excitement and excitement.
Those officers and soldiers who guarded the fort even stood outside the fort and cheered for the returning hero. As a result, after reaching the range of the naval gun, the other party beat him with the fiercest gunfire, which made the guards have no time to react at all. There were few people who were launching a counterattack, and each shore defense gun was at most It was fired once or twice, and it was destroyed by the fierce and crazy gunfire of the other party.
You should know that the power of more than 20 warships and hundreds of warships after they reach the range is absolutely terrible. Even a fortress that has stood for thousands of years like Constantinople will turn into ruins, not to mention the fort built in Manila from a long time to more than a hundred years ago.
Otherwise, if the invading pirates can be found in time, relying on the powerful shore artillery group to defend themselves on the dock, even if they can't fight off these Qing pirates, they can suffer a lot of losses. Unfortunately, everything is just a hypothesis, and the reality is always more cruel than the assumption.
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"Governor, now that the city wall has collapsed, the city of Manila can't be saved. What should I do now?" Lieutenant Jerry, the commander of the governor's guard, rushed in and shouted at Marcelo. His straight military uniform was like being stuffed into a sauerkraut jar and marinated for two months. His military cap and face were full of dust and sweat rushing out of the gully.
"What's your name! What can I do? Do you want to escape?! I'm the governor, even if I escape, the charge of losing the colony of the kingdom is enough to hang us all on the damn gallows. Marcelo was like a monkey who was trampled on his tail, roaring loudly in front of the guard commander, as if to vent his inner fear and despair.
Lieutenant Jerry, the commander of the guard, hung his head with a gray face, allowing Marcelo to shout loudly in his ear.
Seeing the guard captain's expression, Marcelo had no desire to roar. He sat back in the chair and buried his face deeply in his palm: "Draw the guard from the wall, and tell Major Diego to transfer all the remaining soldiers back to guard the governor's mansion. In addition, send a boat, hoping that they can cross the blockade line and Our ally, the French, asked for help. I hope we can stay for ten days, at least ten days. Otherwise, we will all have to see God.
"Ten days? ..." Lieutenant Colonel Jerry, the commander of the guard, was completely cold. It was impossible to rush out of the dock under such dense gunfire. The other side's huge fleet was at least 10,000 people, and on his side, plus the Governor's Guard, there were a total of 550 regular soldiers, plus those trained civilians. There are less than a thousand people.
But the crazy gunfire of the sudden attack just now, the 200 soldiers and armed civilians who were carrying out the construction mission on the dock, I'm afraid they have gone to see God. Now, except for the sixteen 12-pound guns in four gates, there is no heavy firepower to fight against the other side in Manila City, with the rest. If people come to guard the governor's mansion, I'm afraid they will be defeated by those Qing pirates in less than an hour.
"Okay, go do your business. In addition, if my wife comes back, please send twenty people to escort her out of Manila by land. I'm afraid I, as a husband, can do it in the end." Marcelo's face was full of sadness and despair, and his haggard face was like a terminally ill patient who had run out of oil.
"Yes, Governor, I'll leave first." Lieutenant Jerry nodded silently and left the room... Governor Marcelo staggered to his gorgeous mahogany desk with gold and silver, stroking the precious desk, on which there were all kinds of documents, as well as quill pens and ink. In addition, there was an oriental jade, beautiful and warm. Run's jade Ruyi made him often yearn for the mystery and wealth of the East, but now, Marcelo is not in the mood to enjoy this precious treasure. He crossed the table with his fingers and walked to a wall.
His eyes fell somewhere, and his pupils were shrinking. There, the two silver-handled muskets hanging cross-hanging are extremely luxurious, which are specially used by nobles to decorate the room, but it is undeniable that it still has all the functions of a gun and destroys a life, which is so easy.
The violent gunfire from outside has completely stopped. Marcelo knew that the Qing pirates who came to revenge must have been ready to land. He could clearly hear the chaos in the governor's mansion. Marcelo knew very well that as long as the Qing pirates were patient and unloaded a few guns from the ship, Then this seemingly tall and majestic governor's mansion will be as fragile as a chocolate shell wrapped in cream.
"God, forgive your faithful servant..." His hand had reached out to the musket hanging on the wall and Governor Marcelo paused. He withdrew his hand and kept drawing a cross on his chest. He really didn't have the courage to die. He had already gone through the dedication to the country. Hot-blooded age, but the end of being caught and executed by the pirates of the Qing Dynasty, or hanging after escaping back to the kingdom, made Marcelo feel that this was the most unlucky moment in his life.
Pnock... The rapid knock on the door is like a life-threatening charm, making Marcelo's heart beat wildly.
"Who is it? Who's outside!" Marcelo's hand suddenly stretched forward, took down the silver-handled musket hanging on the wall, and shouted.
"It's me, Governor, I have good news." Outside the door, there was the excited voice of Lieutenant Jerry, the commander of the guard.
"Good news?" Marcelo walked to the door doubtfully, pushed the door open, and saw that Lieutenant Jerry's young face was full of unexpected surprises. What the hell is going on?
"Just now, Major Diego sent a guard and asked me to inform you, His Excellency the Governor, those pirates of the Qing Dynasty, sent envoys to negotiate." Lieutenant Jerry was so excited that he seemed to say something, and it took him a long time to express his meaning clearly.
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The news stunned Governor Marcelo for half a minute before coming to his senses. It was like a kidnapper suddenly rushed into a rich man's home. He not only smashed the door of his house and stabbed the dog watching the hospital, but also arrested his wife and children. But in a blink of an eye, the kidnapper leader suddenly pulled His hand wanted to sit down with himself and talk about the weather affectionately. This huge contrast made Governor Marcelo feel that either the pirate leader of the Qing Dynasty, who had won steadily, was crazy, or there was something wrong with his ear.
"Are you sure?" Governor Marcelo reached out and took out his earwax to make sure that there was nothing wrong with his ears, and asked again.
"Yes, Governor, after the pirates of the Qing Dynasty collapsed the wall north of Manila, they did not continue to fire, but sent a fast ship with a white flag to negotiate with Major Diego, who was commanding our resistance on the dock." The guard sent by Major Diego for summons said with great certainty, "Moreover, the representatives they sent were the officers of our Spanish Luzon fleet."
"Those officers are still alive?!" Marcelo's hand pulled down the wig on his head, and his fingers unbuttoned the collar. He felt that he could not breathe. Who can tell me what the fuck is going on?
A bad hunch rose from Governor Marcelo's heart. Could it be that the leader of the Qing pirates who defeated the Spanish Combined Fleet had any terrible conspiracy?
Marcelo shook his head and left this idea behind. What he wants to know most now is whether the news brought to him by those negotiators is good or bad, or should be said, how bad it is!
"Let them come here. I really want to know when our excellent Spanish naval elite will be shameless enough to be a lobby for our enemies. Governor Marcelo put the wig back on his slightly bald head and tidied up his appearance. He did not forget that he was still the governor of the kingdom's colony.
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(to be continued)