The end of the Ming Dynasty swept the world

Chapter 685 Retribution Comes Soon (Ask for a monthly ticket at the end of the month)
Not long ago.

In a house deep in the north of Manila.

A few Xiyi are escorting a few people to come here.

This house is the former shop of Xu Ping, a Chinese businessman.

Xu Ping grows sugar cane locally, makes sugar, and mainly sells sugar.

His sugar department is outside Manila, and then he negotiated with a local Spanish official to give him a shop in Manila under the name of Xiyi, because Chinese are not allowed to have shops in Manila.

After refining his sugar, he sold it in Manila. Xiyi got [-]% and Xu Heping got [-]%.

Xu Ping only produces and sells brown sugar, because there is a large demand from local aborigines inside and outside the city, and not everyone in Xiyi can afford white sugar.

White sugar is controlled by Xiyi officials. They enslaved some Chinese people to grow white sugar locally, and bought some from the big officials, and then sold them to Europe for profit.

If Xu Ping dared to make white sugar, he would definitely be confiscated.

Originally, he had cooperated with Naxiyi for more than ten years, and the relationship was quite good, but after this incident, he was still arrested.

The only advantage is probably that he was not executed on the spot.

"Where is the silver?" This team of Xiyi soldiers had just brought Xu Ping back to Manila from other places, because Xu said that more than half of his wealth was hidden here.

Xu Ping, his wife and daughter cuddled together, and both his wife and daughter were shivering.

On the way here, they have seen too many terrible things.

The Chinese were killed in groups, and the women were humiliated.

They are still alive only because Xu Ping wants to exchange money for peace.

"Anderson, do you mean what you say? Will you let us go?" Xu Ping said again.

Anderson smiled: "Xu, believe me, we are old friends too, as long as you hand over the money, I guarantee the lives of your whole family."

"The governor has issued an order to allow Chinese businessmen to live in "Jiannei". You just saw the notice posted on the street."

"You swear in the name of God." Xu Ping said.

Anderson had no choice but shrugged and swore an oath in the name of God on the spot.

Xu Ping breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a deep voice, "The silver is not here."

"Damn it, are you kidding us?" Anderson was furious, but he was also secretly glad that he didn't kill them just now, and if he searched here, he would definitely find nothing by then, the Chinese are too cunning.

"It's not far outside." Xu Ping led them out of the house, and everyone escorted their family.

When I walked twenty meters away from the yard, I saw an open-air hut.

The hut was in the open air, and a large vat was buried on the ground, which was full of feces. When we first arrived, we could smell a foul stench.

Anderson pinched his nose: "Don't tell me it's in there?"

"Of course." Xu Ping smiled bitterly: "This is the safest place."

"Damn it, God will punish you." Anderson cursed, with a look of disgust.

Then he looked at the soldiers around him, and everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.

Anderson said angrily, "Xu, you have to go down in person."

After finishing speaking, he pulled out a dagger and cut Xu Ping's rope.

Xu Ping squeezed his wrist, and looked helplessly at his wife and daughter.

I saw him walking to the side of the tank, and stepped down under Xi Yi's disgusting scream.

"Uh" Anderson and the others couldn't bear to look directly at them.

Watching Xu Ping step into the vat full of feces, someone almost vomited.

But after Xu Ping stepped in, they found that it wasn't very deep, it probably reached Xu's waist.

Xu quickly bent down and reached out to touch the bottom.

Anderson was about to vomit again. When Xu Ping bent down, his face touched the feces all over it.

"shit"

"It's disgusting."

Amidst the angry scolding of the Xiyi people, Xu Ping struggled to pull up a huge package from below.

The package was so heavy that Xu Heping couldn't pull it up by himself, so he kept asking them for help.

Anderson had no choice but to grit his teeth for the last time, and directly took two people up to help.

Finally, with a plop, the package was pulled up.

Anderson didn't even care about getting dirty now, after cutting through it with a sword.

Wow, a large amount of silver pesos and silver appeared in front of his eyes, and the eyes of several Xiyi began to glow.

"It's still under there, it's very heavy, I can't lift it up." Xu Ping shook his head.

"I really don't know what you think, damn it, really damn it." Anderson scolded, "You're so disgusting."

"Can you let us go?" Xu Ping asked.

"Of course." Anderson laughed: "I swear in the name of God, you can go."

Xu Ping was overjoyed, he didn't care about getting dirty, and hurried to his wife and daughter, trying to untie their ropes.

Suddenly, he heard a voice behind him.

He turned his head sharply, and saw that Xiyi had already raised his matchlock gun.

"Anderson?" He exclaimed in disbelief, "You swore to God."

"That's right." Anderson said with a smile, "I let you go, but they refused. Didn't I shoot?"

He looked innocent.

"Beast, I'll fight with you." Surprised and angry, Xu Ping frantically turned around and rushed over.

Bang, a shot hit him in the chest.

His body staggered, and he knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Ah!" Xu Ping's wife and daughter cried bitterly, heartbroken.

"You guys—inhuman—devils—will definitely have—retribution—" Xu Heping's mouth was full of blood, and he stared at them unwillingly.

"God will bless us." Anderson laughed. "It is the Lord who gives us the strength to defeat you lowly smart people."

Anderson just finished speaking.

Boom, there was a cannon sound in the distance.

Then boom, there were two or three more gunshots.

Anderson's body trembled, and he looked back in the direction of the port in disbelief.

The sound of the cannon is a little far away, it should be fired at the port fort.

He didn't know what happened, but at this time, the shouts and gunshots from the north bank had not yet reached here.

Only the sound of cannons loomed.

"Anderson, what about these two women?" The rest of Xiyi looked at them meanly and smiled.

"It's disgusting, they are covered in feces, what else can they do, let's send them to God together."

Bang bang bang, the scene continued to sound.

After killing Xu Ping's family, Anderson quickly went out, searched the street for a while, found a few local aborigines, and then asked them to dig tanks.

The natives can't help it, of course they can only listen to the master.

In their eyes, Xiyi is the master of this land, and they can only obey orders obediently.

A few natives had only dug halfway through, and the sound of killing had already reached here.

And the sound of the guns didn't stop for a while, and the second round of guns rang out again. At first Anderson thought that the pier was testing the guns, which finally felt wrong.

He hurried to the street and didn't feel anything wrong at first. Suddenly, there was a faint sound of cannon in the distance, and then, whoosh, he saw a black shadow flying from the sky to the west of him, which was the cannonball.

"How is it possible?" Anderson couldn't believe it.

Their side is in the extreme north of Manila, and even their forts on the south bank cannot be hit unless someone transports the artillery to Manila.

At this time, the sound of shouting and killing in the distance was getting closer and closer.

He only stood there for a while before he saw a corner of the south street, suddenly a large number of Xiyi, aborigines, and Japanese ran towards this side frantically.

There were hundreds of people running in this wave, and everyone's face was full of fear.

Anderson had no idea what was going on, and couldn't believe that someone could score in Manila.

Didn't wait for him to react.

Collapse, there seemed to be a strange sound in the distant sky.

Whoosh, a wave of arrows rained through the sky.

"Ah!" The street screamed again and again, and the crowd fell to the ground one after another.

At least hundreds of people were shot by arrows at the same time in an instant.

People ran for their lives, crying and shouting. Many people saw Anderson, a soldier, and ran directly to this side.

Anderson stood there blankly, and after a while, a large number of iron armor appeared on the distant horizon, and groups of soldiers and horses appeared in front of his eyes.

"The Ming army is here?" Anderson's heart trembled, and he finally thought of what Xu Ping said just now.

He suddenly remembered something, and quickly turned around and ran back.

But many people saw him and followed him.

"Don't come here," Anderson yelled, rushing back to the house, bang, shut the door, and ran to the backyard.

When he returned to the side of the dung tank in the backyard, several natives had already lifted the dung tank.

The manure tank has been broken and lifted out, and the soil on the side has been dug up.

Disgusting streams flowed from the gap in all directions.

Several parcel bags were exposed underground.

Masses of silver pesos and silver were thrown down below.

The few Xiyi didn't care about the shouts outside, and they all stared down excitedly.

Developed, developed, Xu Ping buried at least tens of thousands of pesos.

The Xu family has worked in the sugar industry for more than ten years, and it is indeed very profitable.

"Come on, stop digging." Anderson was the first to react.

"?" The companion looked at him inexplicably.

"Ming Jun, Ming Jun is coming, didn't you hear that?" Anderson roared angrily.

Only then did everyone react, and raised their heads, and sure enough, they heard various voices outside.

There will be basically no sound of gunfire in the whole city, and all the people coming from the north bank are Mongolians, Jurchen, and Fan people, armed with cold weapons.

Almost all Xiyi who used matchlock guns were almost dead.

How did the Ming army kill them?Killed so soon?Although the Xiyi didn't understand, they knew they had to run for their lives.

They quickly turned around and wanted to run.

Bang, there was a loud noise outside, and the door had been knocked open.

Anderson's face turned pale, and he called them desperately: "Powder, pack gunpowder."

Only then did a few people come back to their senses.

They shot and killed Xu Heping's family just now, but there was no gunpowder or lead bullets in the gun.

And the few natives on the side didn't know it, and the pesos who were fiddling with the silver on the ground probably wanted to share some points.

Following the sound of footsteps outside, a group of Jurchen soldiers appeared first.

The two sides faced each other instantly.

"Hit." Anderson panicked and raised his gun.

Bang, he shot out with a single shot.

A Jurchen soldier was knocked down.

Several other people were still loading gunpowder, their expressions were startled and panicked.

The Jurchen soldiers cursed, and three of them had bows.

Whoosh whoosh.

Anderson's whole body trembled, and he was hit by three arrows in a row.

With his eyes open, he plopped down beside Xu Ping's body with an expression of unwillingness, and the two faces were facing each other.

After shooting the arrows, the Jurchen soldiers rushed forward.

In the blink of an eye, Xiyi and the natives were cut down to the ground one after another.

"Wow, a lot of money." A Jurchen soldier shouted in familiar Chinese.

"It's pesos, Xiyi silver pesos." Someone corrected.

"Aren't they all the same, hahaha." Several people laughed.
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At the same time that Anderson killed Xu Ping, on the east side two miles away from Anderson, in the Governor's Mansion in Manila, Governor Coquera and Garrison Commander Gundersen, Archbishop Emon of Manila, the Chief Justice, and the Attorney General were all in one place. Inside the big room.

There are more than fifty large boxes stacked in the room, each box is one meter long, sixty centimeters wide and high.

There were also two Japanese and two local aborigines, each with flattering smiles on their faces.

"Dear Governor, we have already counted. We have seized 120 million pesos from the rebels at this time to suppress the rebellion." A local aborigine said with a smile.

The 120 million pesos were the profits handed over to the Spanish royal family, but in fact, they got much more than that.

Not to mention the looting by ordinary soldiers and local Japanese aborigines, only here today, there are more than 200 boxes worth [-] million pesos and silver.

According to their preliminary statistics, all pesos plus silver are finally equivalent to about 300 million pesos, which is equivalent to about 210 million silver.

After several months of massacre and plunder, they confiscated all the properties of tens of thousands of Chinese, handed over one-third, and left two-thirds for the big bosses on the scene to share equally. Countless, at least millions.

"These Chinese." Coquella smiled and said, "I'm really not afraid of death."

Everyone laughed.

What Coquila meant was that they killed once in 1603. Unexpectedly, in just over 30 years, a large number of Chinese came over, and just after the killing this time, Coquere decided to allow Chinese businessmen to live in "Jiannei". In November, some Chinese businessmen came from Fujian to try to find out what kind of preferential tax rates they had.

Sure enough, the Chinese are not afraid of death, as long as there is profit, they don't care at all.

Even in the coastal areas of the Ming Dynasty at this time, many Chinese businessmen thought that the Philippines was killed again, creating a vacuum, and they could take the opportunity to seize the market and make some big money.

For example, a rich businessman like Xu Gonglie has already fled, so there must be someone to take over the market he left behind.

So the people at the scene couldn't believe it when they heard the news. The Chinese really didn't dare to die. They dared to come like this?

"Ming has a lot of people, so they are not afraid of death at all. Hahaha, you should give them a low tax and cheat them first." Commander Gunderson laughed.

"Ten more years, come again?" the judge asked with a smile?

Everyone laughed again, Ming Ren Jiezhi was the little God of Wealth they kept in captivity, and after decades of captivity, they would kill one wave, and after decades of captivity, they would kill another wave, it was really wonderful.

In the original history, they still did this, and there was a third and fourth tragedy.

Just when everyone was elated and ready to share the gains.

Sudden.

Boom, a faint sound of cannons was heard in the distance, and the entire Governor's Mansion was also slightly shaken.

Everyone looked at each other, what happened?
Listening to the sound of the cannon, it seemed to be a giant cannon from a fort.

"Ming Ming called?" Someone was incredulous.

"Impossible, impossible. The Ming court asked Zheng to send troops in July, but Zheng refused on the grounds of no salary. Impossible." You said.

"Come here." Coquila said loudly, just about to ask someone to come in and have a look.

Sudden.

Boom, boom, the continuous sound of cannons followed, and after that, there were cannons every once in a while.

Soon, the guards ran back, as if someone attacked the pier and was hitting the Manila port?

When everyone heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief. There is no fleet that can meet our fort and rush into the city of Manila.

Commander Gunderson said loudly: "I'll go to the port to see who is so bold. Also, call our fleet quickly?"

His voice just fell.

Boom, there was a sudden loud noise, in the eyes of everyone horrified.

A huge shell accidentally passed through the high window of the Governor's Mansion, and hit Gunderson with a thud.

The 42-pound cannonball tore him into pieces in an instant, and jumped onto a huge box. Bang, the box shattered, and bloody pesos and silver flowed out.

"Ah!" All kinds of exclamations suddenly sounded in the big room.

(End of this chapter)