Chapter 91 Have you seen it?!
"It's indigenous, Lu Song is indigenous. They rushed into my cousin's yard when the civilians around them fled. They tied up my cousin's whole family, searched for property, and wanted to forcibly annihere my cousin. At this time, we happened to be here, and my sister rushed in anxiously..." Shi Dakai felt guilty. Closing his eyes, Liang Pengfei's anger made his guilt even heavier.
"Have they all been killed?" When Liang Pengfei heard the four words Lu Song, he felt that his eyebrows were beating uncontrollably. These Nanyang natives did not have a good thing.
"No, there are also a lot of people, at least dozens of people. They have taken advantage of the chaos and looted a lot of people nearby. We don't have many people. In addition, my sister was injured, so I dare not catch up. After we killed a few people, they were evacuated from the backyard. Shi Dakai held the scabbard around his waist tightly and gritted his teeth fiercely.
"Young master, a lot of people have died around, all of them..." Bai Shusheng hurried in from the outside with a heavy face. There was a family of seven who died. I said those bastards didn't even let go of the one-year-old dolls.
The cigar that Liang Pengfei had just taken out was pinched in his hand. It hadn't been lit for a long time, and the strong cigar was rubbed into shape by his fingers. Let the brothers go around to see how many people have died. If you can save me, please do your best.
A strong sense of guilt lingered in Liang Pengfei's heart. This war was caused by him. Originally, he hoped to bring new hope to the Chinese in Nanyang, but what was the result? But it brought death, and those damn indigenous people actually came to plunder these Chinese at this time.
Seeing Liang Pengfei's slightly hunchbackbone, Shi Dakai said with a bitter face, "It's not your fault. Such things often happen."
"It doesn't matter. I'm here. I want this kind of thing not to happen again." Liang Pengfei turned around and smiled at Shi Da. The bright sun shone on his young face, which could infect the vitality and vitality of others, and his tone must have been like a heavy fall on the yellow mud, leaving a huge depression.
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"Gentlemen, I want to know why there are standard guns of your Spanish army in these indigenous hands. Although they are old-fashioned, and why do I hear the cries of my compatriots? Those indigenous plunders of my compatriots happen from time to time, and you, as the rulers of the Luzon colony, seem to be indifferent, very It is to condone those who continue this kind of behavior.
Liang Pengfei looked at these Spaniards with a sunny smile, gentle eyes like friends, and slowly glanced at these Spaniards. In the sky, thick dark clouds are pouring towards Manila, which is beautiful and full of sunshine and beautiful scenery, and the wind on the eve of the storm is bulging everyone's eardrums.
"Mr. Liang, these are all problems left by the former governor. I don't know. As for what happened today, I apologize very much. We will seize the murderer as soon as possible and give Mr. Liang a note." Marcelo is worthy of being the governor. He seems to be so righteous when he says this, and he has put the blame on completely.
"Governor Marcelo, have you been in this position for some years? During this period, at least 150 Chinese have died because of conflicts with indigenous people. However, those who committed murder were not punished by the task. At most, they were released after being imprisoned for a period of time. I don't know if what I said is wrong. Liang Pengfei talked about the cigar, and the choking smoke spit on Marcelo's face. Through the smoke, he could also see that Marcelo's face was quickly condensing sweat.
"Don't tell me you don't know about it. Don't let me down." Liang Pengfei's white teeth with cold light in his mouth looked so sharp, reminding Governor Marcelo of the sharp guillot hanging on the guillot on the Plaza in Madrid, the capital of Spain.
Governor Marcelo didn't even dare to wipe the sweat on his face, and carefully considered his words: "I do know some, but these things, of course, I mean, I just follow the past practice to deal with such incidents, because we need Spain's colonies to remain stable, so we try our best to let all It is our responsibility to live in peace with the nation.
"Do you want to tell me that you can only stand by and watch my compatriots who killed me?" Liang Pengfei took the cigar in his hand, and the burning cigarette butt swayed in front of Governor Marcelo, as if he would be in close contact with his face at any time.
"Of course not, Mr. Liang. I can promise you that we will never let go of any murderer." Governor Marcelo quickly straightened up and kept his face away from the damn cigarette butt.
Liang Pengfei frowned. He was thinking about a question, that is, how to protect these Chinese.
This is definitely not a problem that can be solved by slaughtering a few native murderers, and Liang Pengfei does not believe Governor Marcelo's bullshit. These Spaniards are also embarians. They only know how to harvest wealth in the colonies. As for people's livelihood, they can't wait that the conflict between the indigenous people and the Chinese will be as deep as possible. They are more likely to profit from it.
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The wind was still roaring, and Liang Pengfei's clothes were ringing fiercely. There were more and more people around. In addition to Liang Pengfei and the soldiers of the Shi family, many Chinese in Manila also gathered around, all of whom were silent and looked at Liang Pengfei eagerly.
Seeing those pairs of eyes with expectation, recalling the hardships suffered by these overseas Chinese, Liang Pengfei, who made up his mind, threw his cigar head in front of Marcelo and faced Marcelo. I need to add another one to the newly arrived conditions.
Marcelo and those Spanish soldiers all raised their heads and didn't understand what conditions Liang Pengfei needed to add.
"I ask you, dear Governor Marcelo, to delimit a region on Luzon as compensation for the losses caused to me by your Spanish and pirate joint fleet." Liang Pengfei patted Marcelo on the shoulder, and the expression on his face was as warm as a miser counting the gold coins on the table.
"This, there seems to be no precedent, Mr. Liang, I'm sorry, I'm just a governor." Marcelo felt that the big hand that fell on his shoulder was like the claws of a lion, which would scratch his throat at any time.
Hearing Marcelo's answer, Liang Pengfei laughed. Then, he bowed his head and whispered in the ear of Governor Marcelo, who was half of his head short: "Dear Governor, please don't forget that I am not a soldier of a certain country. I am a pirate. Don't Force me to let your king change the governor in advance.
"I agree. As the governor of the Kingdom of Spain, I agree with your conditions, but, the location..." Governor Marcelo immediately showed his sincerity and resolutely supported Liang Pengfei's request to increase the conditions. He changed his face so quickly that everyone present was caught off guard.
But this is quite appreciated by Liang Pengfei. Very good. I will choose the location. Of course, it won't be Manila. You can rest assured that I won't make it difficult for you, but! There are a few points to remember, but all my compatriots who live in my territory have the right to have weapons, the right to have their own army, the right to eliminate all enemies who dare to pose a threat to them..." Liang Pengfei's series of rights stunned Marcelo's group of people, and the crowd is also here. For a moment, it was so quiet that the scene turned into a dead no man's land.
Shi Da shook his head frequently. He was frustrated and found that he could never figure out what idea Master Liang would come up with to solve the seemingly insoluble problem the next moment.
Territory? In addition to their own lairs, pirates have no spirit and spare power to manage any territory, but Liang Pengfei's hand really made Shi Dakai jealous and admire him. Looking at the brimmy fences around him, the colored and numbness of the eyes of the compatriots suddenly appeared, which was a kind of Hope is not only the hope of survival, but also the hope for a better life in the future. There is also a kind of excitement that children have finally found their loved ones.
These people will be the people in Liang Pengfei's territory. At the same time, they will also become Liang Pengfei's reserve manpower and strength. As long as they are trained to adapt, they will only be loyal to Liang Pengfei, the pirate leader who brings them a new life.
"Master Liang, Master Qingtian..." A white-haired old man, old tears flowed on his face, which was portrayed by suffering. He was illiterate, but he still remembered the Chinese used by his ancestors. This sound of Qingtian old man looked very good on Liang Pengfei, a pirate. It is not coordinated, but this does not prevent them from expressing their excitement and gratitude in their own way.
It's been too long. Since the end of the Ming Dynasty, the blood and tears of the Chinese can dye the whole Nanyang red. Liang Pengfei's eyes are also moist. He helped the old man. He watched all of them kneeling on the ground and kowtowed to him like a group of children's compatriots. After a long time, Liang Pengfei's throat made a difficult sound: "Have you seen the fleet at the dock?"
All the people raised their heads and looked at Liang Pengfei, who stood still and shouted loudly.
"Have you seen these compatriots with weapons? Answer me!" Liang Pengfei's voice was getting louder and louder, and with the roaring wind, it spread farther and farther. His eyes were as bright as the lighthouse that pierced the darkness, and his voice was like the thunder that could penetrate the sky.
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(to be continued)