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With a bang, a bloody heavy steel whip was thrown out violently, and hit the horse's neck of the frontmost cavalryman hard. Amidst the wailing, the Iberian war horse fell heavily to the ground, with seven Eight Spanish cavalry were caught off guard and overturned their horses.

Howling, he crawled up from the ground, seeing that the steel whip in his left hand fell to his right hand, and the black cotton armor turned bloody, the Ming general dragged a trail of blood, and walked straight towards him. Under the fear, several Spanish cavalrymen were as fierce as madmen. He pulled out his battle sword, shouted and went straight to Huang Degong to kill him.

On the cheek half covered by the helmet, there was an unprecedented sneer, and it was like a machine buzzing to set up the steel mace, Huang Chuangzi also roared, and rushed towards him like a bull.

hum~

Swords, lights and swords, accompanied by blood, appeared in the pupils of Selita, the Spanish noble lady. There was a huge sound of steel crashing, bones breaking, and the scream of the man before he died. God, look at that death knight who crawled out of hell and stood in front of him holding his heavy steel mace.

There was no more strength in her legs, and Selita slumped directly on the grass, covering her jumping chest with her hands, her neat white teeth trembling violently, and staring at the god of death in fear.

However, he squinted his eyes and looked at her, Huang Degong's eyes suddenly lit up!

Chapter 679. Controlling the South China Sea

"Forehead"

Huang Degong has a record in "History of the Ming Dynasty", which tells that he fought bravely and took the lead. He often killed people with blood and horses with blood. It took a long time to let go.

This is the case today. I just took a shortcut to hit the horse with the steel mace with my right hand, but I didn't pay attention for a while, and the steel mace with my left hand stuck to my right hand again.

This was the first time the Ming army encountered this situation, and several soldiers rushed to find Shui for help.He also rushed over, Gu Moyi was really angry, this Beijing Army Corps turned into an old woman, babbling in Huang Degong's ear.

"Army seat, you are the leader of the three armies! The general of the fifth corps, with the lives of thousands of officers and men, is honored. How can you go to the risky place to fight with these little pawns? If there is something wrong with you, let the corps and What about our subordinates?"

In the army before, no one dared to talk to Huang Degong like this, but it was the first time Huang Degong heard the caring tone in the reproach. Sitting on a military bench holding an iron whip like a statue, Huang Degong smiled and shook Shaking his head, he didn't speak, and paused for a few seconds. He just pointed the steel whip forward.

"Mo Yi, what do you think of this foreign girl?"

"she?"

Miss Selita, who just yelled that she would rather die than be free, also gave a real warning at this time. Under the death gaze of Huang Degong, the god of death, she sat limply on the ground in fright, like a little fox who was so frightened that she dared not move In that way, without any resistance, she was allowed by the two guards to hold her slender arms and pull them backwards. They were bound with hemp ropes in circles, and her jade wrists were reddened by the burred hemp ropes. Jun pulled the heart rope on the back of the hand and hung it upwards violently, the pain in the joints made her suddenly wake up with a cry of pain.

Her cheeks were bulging, and her full chest had to be pushed forward because of being tied up and hung high. She was full of dissatisfaction. The Spanish chick clenched her fists tightly and struggled with her little hands, but how could her little strength be compared with her? Strong hemp rope to contend with?

Seeing her being escorted back by the arms of two Ming soldiers, Gu Moyi, who took a few glances at her, was also a little troubled. Even in later generations, Chinese people seem to look the same to foreigners. Similarly, foreigners to China People seem to look like those carved out of a mold.

To tell you the truth, this Spanish chick is really not as good-looking as the curly blond hair covered in waves, milky white skin, and a little baby fat in the delicate and slender face. A typical western beauty with long breasts and thighs.

But she is not in line with the oriental aesthetics of this era. Daming’s aesthetic requirements for women are gentle, gentle, restrained and shy, and it’s very strange. In this era, the beauty of Selita is really hard to be competitive in the East.

"Why is she also a noble lady, she should be considered good-looking! It's just not as good-looking as mine, military seat, do you want to taste exotic customs and take her as a concubine?"

It was a small compliment to himself, but Gu Moyi nodded in agreement, but unexpectedly, Huang Degong shook his head again, and asked again.

"Mo Yi, you are from Liaodong. Have you met Lord Adelaine, Secretary-General of the Regent? Which one is more beautiful, this foreign girl or Lord Adelaine?"

In the next sentence, Huang Degong, the iron man who carried an iron whip and beat people's heads, hesitated a little bit.

"If she is dedicated to the Prince Regent, will the Prince Regent be happy and give me, Huang, a high regard?"

Born in Liaodong, the most important thing is to be pragmatic, conspiratorial, and plan. Gu Moyi is good at making plans, but this is the dignified regent Mao Jue who gave gifts and bribes through the back door. .

"This"

The small episode did not affect the joy of victory. The much-anticipated spotlight belongs to Daming. With the return of soldiers, the entire city of Manila is boiling. The immigrants from Daming who fled with resentment before are all returning excitedly. When they came, they scrambled to take out eggs, fruits, noodles, etc. from their homes to reward the army, and stuffed their heads into the hands of soldiers desperately. Those natives living in Manila also recovered the fear and awe they had when Zheng He went to the West, and knelt on the road. On both sides, they kept kowtowling. Here, even the short Japanese donkey cavalrymen were all wiped out. They didn't trust this army, so after the war, Huang Degong ordered them to play freely. These guys don't lose the title of grass , I didn't appear on the main battlefield.

However, they caught up with the retreating natives. Anyway, the big guys were about the same height, and there was no difference in physique. Under the pretentious pretentiousness, these guys killed tens of thousands of natives and killed 300 people. Five to six thousand people were captured, and without the Spaniards behind the guns to supervise the battle, these guys were as weak as sheep, and they were driven by Japanese mercenary cavalry with drooping heads under these Japanese horses. Hundreds of thousands of people were so frightened and dejected was driven back.

As for Huang Degong himself, he was lifted high on the shoulders of the soldiers like a hero. Up to now, the blood clot in his hand has not melted away. The blood on his body and the whip added a lot of might to him.

It’s no wonder that these immigrants are excited. Many people have lived at sea before, but since the end of the Ming Dynasty, overseas Chinese have been a history of blood and tears. The big ones are like the massacres directly by the Spanish authorities in Manila, and the small sporadic insults are not counted. In fact, some Chinese even had to sell themselves to white people as slaves for more than [-] years in exchange for asylum and a meager salary after going to sea.

It is precisely because of the inaction of the Ming and Qing dynasties that the recognition of Huaxia by the Chinese in Southeast Asia in later generations is so weak that it cannot be any weaker.

But now, Daming finally stood up for his people.

And everyone is not a stranger who has left their hometown. You can pat your chest upright. I am the master of this land!

But at this time, it seems that some people have been forgotten.

The sound of rumbling guns still shook the sky, and the two huge fleets confronting each other continued to spray anger and gunpowder smoke on each other's bodies. The ball fell down with a yelp, and with a puffing sound, a water column several meters high was smashed under the steam, and two more rolled down to the deck. The iron ball did not roll twice, and a cluster of sparks ignited, and several sailors panicked and covered it with wet canvas.

hiss~

The smell of scorched wood came along with the water vapor, choking the fleet commander and the parrot on his shoulder to cough violently twice, but his mind was no longer on the battlefield, Yuan Dabao looked back through the binoculars depressedly Looking at the crackling firecrackers in the city of Manila, and the lively celebration, he slapped the short leg covered with wood sadly.

"Nobody cares about me?"

"Admiral! Those barbarians are about to run away!"

Unexpectedly, the first mate's yelling came from behind, and he turned the binoculars back suddenly, Yuan Dabao bared his teeth and roared unhappily: "Draw the sail enough, let me chase it!"

In June of the third year of enlightenment, the Battle of Manila not only opened a new chapter for Ming Dynasty, but also opened a new chapter for world history. First, Ming Dynasty replaced the old colonial empire Spain and became the new overlord of Southeast Asia, from Luzon to Borneo The north shore and the entrance to the narrow Strait of Malacca were all under the control of the Ming people. If Western colonists wanted to do business in Asia, they had to honestly pay taxes to Ming Dynasty in Manila and pay tribute to pirates in Malacca. , Mingren, who just walked down the ocean, also has a wider space.

Secondly, in front of the powerful military generals, public opinion once again won a complete victory!

That set of bloody armor was not washed at all, and two pigs were killed at the other end, and the pig's blood was splashed out, and a large group of unlucky soldiers of the capital army lay down on the ground "scarred". , Huang Degong himself also touched the blood on his face, and took the "only remaining" few soldiers to fight the enemy bravely.

As for the other side, the captured Italian mercenaries also had the talent for being a showman. According to the instructions of the Ming army, they held spears in the front and muskets in the back. The image of the villain.

A large group of people gathered in the center of Manila, attracting hundreds of citizens to watch. A dozen soldiers of the Imperial Army Corps maintained order. Three of them wore gold-rimmed glasses, but they had traditional long hair and Taoist robes. The artistic youth is drawing quickly with a charcoal pencil.

A literary young man with a ponytail and a small notebook in his hand who was writing hastily muttered loudly in dissatisfaction.

"The majority of readers don't like things that can be destroyed at the touch of a button, and those who were killed by the court during the Chongzhen period, everyone didn't believe it! Defeat Ximan bravely! Only in this way can we have ratings!"

"General Huang, your expression is too majestic and serious. Be miserable and desolate! It feels like crying for the soldiers! Oh, why are you so stupid! Look at me!"

I really can't figure it out, the victory was so beautiful that it can be called a textbook level, so why pretend to be miserable?It's just that other reporters write reports, and if they want to make headlines, they have to listen to them. With a stiff old face, Huang Degong stunned this hairless scholar from the Imperial Capital Daily to pinch his face and make a bitter gourd The corners of his face and mouth were twitching unceasingly, his beard was covered with a piece of pig blood, and he didn't dare to move.

The sound of Salsa's charcoal sketching was evenly heard, beside him, holding a stack of pencils, Gu Moyi also stood watching the excitement with a sad face, watching his immediate boss being torn down by this troublesome reporter again Gen Huxu finally made a sad and indignant expression with tears in his eyes, and the beautiful staff officer finally shook his head helplessly.

"Army! It's hopeless!"

6 Chapter Eighty. Peace

"Oh~~~"

Covering her small mouth, Chiyohime yawned loudly, tears welled up, and then she slapped her small mouth like a kitten again.

Mao Jue read a novel before crossing, and I can't remember the content clearly, but there is a sentence that is very reasonable. Compared with the vicious mutant demons, the enemy wearing the same uniform is the most terrifying! When the South China Sea was turbulent, the Central Plains, Beiming's heartland, also fought this war that could not see the smoke of gunpowder.

Several large tables were placed in the middle of the farmyard. On the tables, the editors who followed the capital were just like Chiyo. few words.

This is already the fifth day of coming to Zhengcheng County. The enthusiasm before coming here is almost exhausted now. I thought that when I came here, the people who came to sue for grievances were like crucian carp crossing the river, but the real situation is not They are the ones living here on empty pay, not to mention the big news that is enough to break the news, and they haven't even interviewed a rural anecdote.