Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 542 The blood debt must be paid with blood
If Zheng Zhilong were here, he would gloat and yell, "You deserve it, Suilei!"

The Chinese were the first to invent sea mines. The last time the mines were used, the begging army was able to take advantage of the battle in the raging sea. This time, it is time for the dead foreigners to come and eat me. The sailors had already rowed their boats and started laying out mines. They were connected by square iron chain nets. Within a radius of 500 meters, at least thousands of trigger mines were stored.

Cannonballs can last for more than a dozen rounds, but if a mine blows the bottom of the ship, one shot will kill him. Otherwise, how can Song Qingshu relax and drink in the sun on the deck?Under Pedro's unbelievable eyes, the vanguard invincible ship Colonial made a sharp move, the bow of the ship went down, and it quickly began to sink.

The command speed of the Spanish Armada is indeed fast, but it takes time to be fast. During the order to stop Fedro crying for his father and mother, the first, second, and third invincible ships crashed into minefields successively , Some even ate several rounds in a row, and they were fried totteringly.

In the sky, more than a dozen cloud-piercing arrows flew high with a sharp sound. Behind Rush Island, the Zhao Pu fleet ambushed in the north drew a sickle edge from the god of death. Behind, Shi Lang's fleet had already dealt with it. The broken boats once again outflanked them. This is Hong Chengchou’s strategy of going up the house and pulling the ladder, giving bait to lure you to take the bait, and taking away your retreat. It’s just like the Book of Changes said, there is no chance of survival !

It's just that Hong Chengchou didn't know about mines, so he advocated using Zhao Pu's fleet to rescue the nearby treasure ship, and Song Qingshu did it more perfectly than him, so that the Spanish Armada didn't even touch the hair of the treasure ship.

I also admire the decisiveness of this old Spanish conquistador. Seeing that something was wrong, Fedro did not test the width of Song Qingshu's mine array, and directly ordered the free formation to break through to the southwest. In the terrified Spanish shouting, more than 20 battleships Ducks fled outward like a duck, followed by Daming's flailing dragon flag roaring out.

The torpedo array was at least helpful to the Spaniards. Looking at the torpedo flags on the border, Zhao Pu's fleet also had to make a detour, and it took some time for Shi Lang's slanted formation to change into a long formation. It took another half an hour to hunt down. A Spanish warship was trapped by two fleets, including the flagship Philippe. The only regret is that the old guy Fedro escaped to other ships early and failed to catch him.

The ensuing battle was like a father beating his son, double-teaming firepower from both sides, output from both sides, the roar of the heavy artillery was like the thunder of Zeus, and the line of fire ejected from both sides even made Song Qingshu feel like a sci-fi blockbuster of later generations, the lasing water column was overwhelming , people's screams and desperate roars are everywhere, under the handover blows of Hongyi's destroying ship guns and imitation Armstrong guns, the Spanish warships that could not escape were sunk one after another. The battleship, even the battleship with the white flag, the Qihuo Army did not let him go.

In the afternoon of the fierce battle, apart from the burning wreckage on the sea, only the warships of the Ming army remained. Thousands of sailors of the Spanish conquistadors were crying and thumping on the sea. Unfortunately, the Qihuo army had no intention of saving them On Rush Island, there was also a group of Ming army cavalry galloping back and forth. Even the Spanish sailors who managed to escape to the shore were immediately arrested and hanged. A large row of gallows had been erected there last night. Waiting for today's customers to come to the door.

Respect is not obtained by begging, but by beating. Blood debts must be paid with iron and blood!If the Ming army of Zheng He was killed more than 200 years ago, Yongle pretended to be generous and didn't even ask for gold for compensation. If this is the case, the massacre in Manila will happen for the third time and the fourth time in the future.

But this time, Song Qingshu is determined to let the Nanyang countries and even the Western colonists know what the fate of messing with the Ming people is!Let them dare not do it again for 100 years.

It was almost one or two o'clock in the afternoon, and the roaring cannons on the sea finally came to an end. The water column stirred up by the cannons actually formed a rainbow in the mist, and the fleet with scattered battle formations gradually recovered their formations. Shi Lang, Zhao Pu and others Some naval generals and captains also came back to pay their orders.

"Commander, the results of the battle have been counted. 21 Spanish barbarians were sunk successively. As for the number of Spanish barbarians killed and wounded, there is no way to count them. Our army was damaged by nine battleships, all of which were slightly injured. 52 gunners were killed. There are more than two hundred minor and serious injuries, and the medical team led by Ms. Yuer has already started treating them on the island!"

One ship was not lost, and two-thirds of the Spanish fleet was sunk. Even if this fleet belongs to the colonial fleet and is not as fierce as the Spanish Armada, the results are still dazzling enough. The Spanish conquistadors screaming and begging for mercy in the group, no one thought that the Spaniards could be less than the begging army.

"Commander, this, this is St. George alive! Your mighty martial arts are definitely the Caesar of the East!"

It’s just that Little William’s face turned blue. This is probably the first time he’s seen a westerner die all over the place, and his compliments are a bit stuttering. Next to him, listening to the data collected by Li Xiangjun, he is looking at the more than 100 people on the island. A gallows, it seems that the bloodthirsty pervert desire in his heart has also been satisfied, Hong Chengchou is actually smiling and holding his fists at the side.

"Song Xiaoyou, if Marshal Qi was still alive, he would feel ashamed of himself in this battle!"

"It's not Mr. Hong's conspiracy!"

Flattery was mutual flattery, Hong Chengchou had already shown great sincerity, Song Qingshu naturally reciprocated, and also praised him, and then the old guy was smiling, and suddenly ordered again with a serious expression: "Zheng Sen, where is Li Dingguo? The landing division of the two of you is about to go ashore, and now I have a foothold in Northern Luzon!"

"Master, this seems to be a bit difficult!"

Before the order was sent out, Li Xiangjun was the first to block it dignifiedly, then pulled out the binoculars from his waist, handed them over, and accidentally picked up the binoculars to look over, Song Qingshu couldn't help frowning again.

On the coast, there is still a dense army, guarding the edge of the beach and the small high slope behind, making noise like ants.

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It was a false alarm, and I thought that the Spaniards had also deployed a large number of troops and fortifications on the shore. The nearest suitable landing point was dozens of miles away, and it would have caused a lot of trouble to the beggar army, but looking closer, It was not the well-trained Spanish conquistadors who waved their weapons and shouted on the shore, but the local natives.

It's not as backward as the savages on TV, holding stone spears and shouting with their bare buttocks. The people on the shore are also wearing black or white robes, holding metal spears, and many people are holding spears. A special local rattan stick, a weapon called a magic wand, and a few nobles still hold Malay swords.

Luzon Island was originally a Luzon Kingdom, a political alliance of semi-feudal and semi-slavery formed by several local kings. Zheng He’s fleet once docked here. There are records here. Most of Luzon's territory is still managed by local natives. After all, the total number of Spaniards in this era is only a few million. It is not bad to have 2 or [-] people overseas, and they cannot occupy all the land in Luzon. , need someone to farm for them and work hard for them.

In terms of taxation, the natives receive one share, and the Han people receive four, and so on. With hard work, the Han people in Luzon are still richer than the natives. The natives who don’t think about their own laziness blame the Han for taking away their belongings. Their wealth, under the instigation of the Spaniards, the people here are extremely hostile to the Han people, and they were also the main force in the massacre a few days ago!
That is to say, there are another ten thousand or twenty thousand murderers taking out enemies in front of them. Looking through the binoculars, Song Qingshu's eyes once again turned scarlet, and the corners of his mouth also provoked a sinister smile.

"Like a gallows, less to do!"

The majesty of the Spanish Armada is really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people here. Without binoculars, the natives on the shore can’t see that far. In addition, the sea is full of mist. Seeing the fleet approaching, they are still holding up their hands. Cheering and shouting Jumping for joy, but in such a festival-like bustle, the God of Death quietly waved its huge sickle.

Rumbling, twelve warships equipped with long-range heavy artillery were lined up, firing broadsides, hundreds of shells smashed into the crowd in the astonishment of these natives in the roar, and the tumbling prototype projectiles danced in the crowd A large piece of blood was plowed out in the middle, and the long-shaped bullets of Armstrong's cannons, in order to kill people, the Qihuo Army specially made soft bullets. The soft lead shells hit the ground and fell to pieces, and the scattered shrapnel was as easy as a knife. Cut through the thin clothing of the natives, causing more damage.

In an instant, the natives were stunned.

At the same time as the shelling of this head, the two big sea fishes spit out hundreds of landing ships from the specially opened hatch slope under the side of the ship like spits. The two huge water wheels were trampled by dozens of soldiers. The boat turned quickly, and the horse was still pulling behind the boat. Standing at the bow, Huang Degong was rubbing his steel whips gloomyly.

When he first set off, he was afraid that Song Qingshu would use his troops as cannon fodder. As a result, when he landed and fought for the spot, the three division commanders broke their heads. In the end, it was Hong Chengchou who smoothed things over and forced himself to be included, setting up a A lottery, a [-] in [-] chance, let him participate in this first battle.

Moreover, what Hong Chengchou whispered before leaving still echoed in Huang Degong's ears: "If there is no way to establish authority, how can you gain power?"

The prestige of a general is obtained by winning on the battlefield!Since you want to win back the morale of the army, let those bastards see Huang Chuangzi's majesty again!

After the three rounds of bombardment were completed, the landing craft rushed onto the beach one by one, roaring, holding the newly received muskets and bayonets, without even firing a shot, and the three thousand pioneers of the Chu soldiers, like tigers descending from the mountain, rushed forward with shouts. Going up, as for Huang Degong, he was like a tiger king, he didn't even ride a horse, and the two steel whips and tops were screwed into the pile of native people like that, and a bloody storm was set off in an instant...

(End of this chapter)