Southern Ming Rebel Army

Chapter 456 Riot

Just as Fang Liangchun and a group of men were hurriedly returning to the yard, they heard a gunshot.

With a loud bang, a Chinese businessman on the street fell in a pool of blood. Fang Liangchun's face changed drastically, and he could no longer maintain his calm expression. He roared to everyone, "Go back quickly!"

The crowd was no longer walking, but running rapidly.

This gunshot seemed to be the beginning of sporadic gunshots all around.

Fang Liangchun and his group hurriedly ran back to the yard. At Fang Liangchun's command, seven or eight men quickly took out their weapons.

Nowadays, smugglers always carry some supplies with them when they go out. Fang Liangchun, in particular, knew about the past when the Spanish instigated the natives to massacre the Ming people in Manila during the Wanli period. Therefore, Fang Liangchun had secretly hidden several fine muskets and long swords in his house over the years.

Just as the guys were holding the door, the gunshots outside became more and more rapid, and there were even some natives shouting gibberish.

Everyone was holding the door in panic, and everyone looked uneasy. Fang Liangchun was like the backbone of the crowd at this time. He said fiercely: "This kind of barbarians are really shameless. I have also licked blood on the blade in the past. What are you afraid of? Whoever comes in, I will shoot him with a gun!"

"Yes, Boss..."

As night fell, the streets of Manila began to become noisy, and the sound of gunfire became more rapid until there was almost no pause.

At this time, the courtyard door was kicked and clattered. Fang Liangchun shouted in stiff Latin: "What are you doing?"

"Open the door and catch the spy! Those who don't open the door are the spies!" The leading Spaniard had just been defeated in a naval battle and hated people with the same face as the Zheng family.

At this time, the Spaniards used wood to break open the gate of the courtyard. Several Spaniards rushed in and started shooting at the crowd without saying a word.

Fang Liangchun lay on the doorpost and shouted to his men, "Shoot, kill these barbarians!"

A series of musket shots rang out, and two Spaniards were knocked to the ground by the muskets. The leading Spaniard cursed: "These guys are real spies! Go find them!"

Although Fang Liangchun and his companions had the advantage of terrain, they were outnumbered after all. As more and more Spanish soldiers poured in, Fang Liangchun and a group of his men soon fell in a pool of blood. Before he died, Fang Liangchun was filled with remorse. If he had known this would happen, it would have been much better to give up those porcelains and save his own life.

After clearing out the resisters, the soldiers kicked open the door and began to loot the property inside, even trying to search for women.

Fang Liangchun had a musket in his hand, but most people did not have muskets, and they did not even have a long sword. In the streets of Manila where the Ming people gathered, flames shot up into the sky and gunshots rang out.

As the brutal crackdown began, Manila was flooded with blood, and everywhere was filled with screams of death and the wails of some women.

In the Governor's Bastion, Manrique looked at the fire and the crying in the distance. There was no pity in his heart. In his opinion, these people were no different from the natives of Africa and America, and no different from monkeys. So Manrique did such a thing without any guilt at all.

Manlik cleaned up the Ming people, on the one hand to prevent collusion between the inside and the outside, and on the other hand to plunder the Ming people's wealth.

"Your Excellency Governor, we have killed so many Ming people this time. How do you think the Ming court will react?" Ed asked with a hint of hesitation.

Manlik sneered and said, "The Ming court is at war with the Tatars in the north. I heard that the Ming court has retreated to the southwest border of the empire. They have neither the time nor the desire to care about the people outside the empire. We can just kill them."

Ed thought for a moment and said, "Governor, I have heard some rumors that there is a king named Zhou in the East today. He has occupied most of the land in the East, but this King Zhou is still loyal to the Ming court. He seems to be in the same camp as the Zheng family. I wonder if King Zhou will join the war?"

Manlik insisted on his opinion and said to Ed, "Ed, you don't understand Dongfang. Although the King of Zhou and the Zheng family are still in the same camp, they are actually enemies. The King of Zhou is afraid of the Zheng family and is afraid that the Zheng family will become stronger. Therefore, the King of Zhou will never participate in the war."

Ed couldn't help but praise: "Your Excellency the Governor, your knowledge is really profound. Even the scholars in Madrid cannot be compared with you!"

Manlik smiled confidently and said, "We only need to guard against the Zheng family now. Although we lost the naval battle, we have cleared out the Ming people in Manila. In addition, this Governor-General asked His Majesty the Emperor for reinforcements when the war started, so don't worry, Manila will always belong to Spain!"

Hearing this, Ed nodded, but said with some worry: "Governor, although the hidden dangers in Manila have been cleared, if Manila is blocked, it may affect the income of the colony."

Manlik nodded and said, "This naval battle has failed. Before your majesty's reinforcements arrive, we can negotiate peace with Zheng Yi Guan's son. We can acknowledge that the Zheng family occupies Dayuan. This war has lasted too long, and the people on the sea are longing for peace!"

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Manila's peace envoys arrived in Taiwan, and along with them came the news of the massacre of the Han people in Manila.

Zheng Chenggong listened coldly to the words of the envoy An'er: "Dear Lord Guoxing, we sincerely invite you to accept our request for peace.

The suffering brought by the war has been too much, and our people, including your compatriots, are longing for peace. Therefore, we are willing to recognize the Zheng family's legitimate status in Dayuan and respect your rule. We hope that we can restore trade relations and become a good partner. "

After hearing what An'er said, Zheng Chenggong said in a cold tone: "You are a tiny country, yet you dare to kill our people and make things difficult for our merchants. In the past, you relied on your military might to show off your power, but now you have lost your army and are now seeking peace. You are really shameless!"

After hearing the translation, An'er's face changed, and he said in a somewhat unfriendly tone: "During the Manila riots, some Ming people died unfortunately. This is indeed a rather regrettable thing, but the Governor-General has already begun to punish the murderer. Why should the Lord of the Kingdom worry about such a trivial matter?"

Zheng Chenggong was so angry that he laughed out loud. The Spaniards could fight when they wanted to and make peace when they wanted to. They had wasted so much of his time and consumed a large amount of financial, material and human resources in Fujian. Now they wanted to use Taiwan, which had belonged to them for a long time, to negotiate peace with him. Isn't this a joke!

Zheng Chenggong pointed at An'er and said angrily: "You Western barbarians killed my people and dared to come here to flatter me. If I don't kill you, how can I vent my anger!"

Zheng Chenggong then ordered the envoy Anel to be beheaded and his head to be sent to Manila to show the Zheng family's determination.