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"Your Majesty, I believe that it is a good thing for the Ming Dynasty to attack Manila from the western barbarian countries!"

These words really caused an uproar. The overseas directly-administered colonies were attacked, and millions of taels were lost every year. It doesn’t have to be so obvious to keep flattering!There was a lot of discussion, and Sun Chuanting, Fan Wenju and others cast strange eyes on Song Xiance, who was usually a flatterer in their eyes, who was sitting on a double-decker stool and trying to elevate himself.

This time, even Mao Jue stared at him in astonishment, but this little man showed an unparalleled view of the overall situation at this time, sitting on a small stool with a big head dangling, Song Xiance asked with confidence road.

"Your Majesty, compared with the fall of Manila, these ghosts joined forces with the Longwu Dynasty to fight against our dynasty in Guangzhou Bay, or jointly attacked Britain in their homeland, and I went thousands of miles to rescue them. Which of these costs is greater?"

As soon as these words came out, Mao Jue couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

The hegemony between Daming and the West ultimately depends on who will eliminate the aliens in their own camp first, and then keep the two or five youngsters in the opposing camp. According to Song Xiance's analysis, these sea crusaders made a bad move.

The loss of Manila, in the short term, the Ming Dynasty suffered heavy losses in maritime trade, but it was only a heavy loss, not fatal, but if these guys rushed into Guangzhou Bay, on the one hand, it would strengthen the defense of the Longwu Dynasty, and on the other hand, it might even cut off the Ming Dynasty. There is also India's sea channel to the Indochina Peninsula, more than 200 main western warships, and supplies from the Longwu Dynasty. Even Mao Jue will have a headache. After the war drags on for two or three years, the situation between the Mughals and the Indochina Peninsula will change completely. Yes, this is the last thing the Ming Empire wants to see!

To be lighter, France and Spain jointly captured the United Kingdom, which means that Ming and the western countries have drawn a tie.This place was right under Mao Jue's nose, and he didn't even need to take back Yunnan, Guizhou, Guangdong and Guangxi, and after taking back the plains owned by Jiangxi, he could take back Luzon again.

But Mao Jue didn't agree immediately, but stretched his neck, looked towards the end of the entire joint meeting, and shouted at a fifth-rank official who was unfamiliar to all the officials, big and small.

"Where is Yin Shu, Ship Supervision Department of the Ministry of Industry?"

"Humble job!"

The emperor could think of such a big meeting, the Korean scholar who first joined Mao Jue at the Woongjin Shipyard stood up from his seat with a trembling voice, and replied respectfully.

"How long will it take for the widow's steel giant?"

This name confuses even Zhao Xiancheng, the servant of the Ministry of War who was present at the scene. It is estimated that the royal family has experimented with some new weapons privately, but this seems to have nothing to do with the battle in Manila thousands of miles away!Amidst the stunned expressions of a group of ministers, the Korean scholar bowed respectfully again.

"Returning to Your Majesty, we have reached the final stage. If there is another two or three months to test, we can officially go to sea!"

"very good!"

The last supervisor of the small Ministry of Industry became the last straw that broke the camel's back. After receiving this answer, his face was filled with a red light, and he finally stood up heavily.

"I have decided to give up Manila first! The imperial fleet will continue to gather on the southeast coast and wipe out the Longwu Dynasty in one fell swoop!"

"The minister obeys the order!"

In the spacious rear poop building, the officials who had already been persuaded issued a neat response. At the same time, the Seventh Corps of the Beijing Division commanded by the front fired another deafening artillery fire. Under the bombardment, a large area collapsed suddenly. Holding the flintlock guns flat, facing the hail of bullets fired from the city, the troops from the north launched a new round of charging deafeningly!

Chapter 874. Abandoned sons do not abandon themselves

The territory of Ming Dynasty is so vast. In March, the Guangzhou battlefield was already full of tree buds, and the northern country had just ended a heavy snowfall. Ice hangings were hanging down the masts, and the bones of the people who were blowing were chilling. In the northwest wind, there was a vibrating sound like a tuning fork.

Mao Jue and his family are very attached to ships. Adelena, who is wrapped in a new dark green Ming army overcoat, is also hiding in the captain's cabin, leaning on the edge of a burning fireplace with several logs, while looking through the Follow Jiangnan's order.

The rule of the empire changes with the improvement of means of transportation. If a few decades ago, an order was sent from far away Guangzhou to Liaodong, it would take fifteen to eighteen days to expedite the eight hundred miles, but this order passed The urgent special train of the empire to deal with tight official documents has arrived in Adelaina's hands within nine days.

The warships of the West can go to the east with great fanfare and travel long distances to carry out wars, but so far, there has not been a single warship from the east that has the strength to go to the west. Far, this is not a good thing! The Dutch attack on Manila stimulated Mao Jue even more. In the New World, where Western control is relatively weak, Mao Jue urgently needs to open up a new sea route to Europe.

The prince is the advance team to end this unequal strike range, and now it's the turn of Adelaine, the backbone, to dispatch again!

But after preparing for so long, Adelaina couldn't be happy when she finally received this order!

On the small coffee table in her hand, there was still a thick stack of information from the New World expedition team.

At this time, the prince is not living well, and he is actively going around to set up Indian tribes to build his ideal Confucian empire! If he wants to open the Panama Canal, he has to recruit locals as laborers everywhere. Thinking of Mao Xingjian's virtue, Sister Nana also Unstoppable headache.

"The Ministry of War doesn't give extra wages, I hope this kid won't be like the stones in the cesspit, it's smelly and hard!"

Stretching her waist, she showed off her beautiful figure, reached out to touch the hat, and then Adelaine walked out the door lazily.

Right on the edge of the shipyard, in the icy and snowy world, thousands of men were screaming loudly and piercing their spears and waving their big knives. Despite the cold wind blowing on their faces, these people Still shirtless, just wearing shorts, some people even have steam on their foreheads.

Lying lazily on the railing, looking at the last Chuangjun who was practicing below, finally, the corner of the foreign girl's mouth evoked a strong smile.

"Waste is used!"

In the cold north, Sister Nana was packing her luggage in a cotton-padded jacket. In warm Guangzhou, tens of thousands of Ming troops under the emperor's personal conquest launched wave after wave of passionate attacks on the remnants of Zhu Ming. It will be the land of three provinces again. I ate it into my belly with big mouthfuls, but the hot Manila was completely plunged into a volcanic hell.

In the bay, the gunfire of the western warships is still roaring, but it is much lower than that on the first day of the war. It is worthy of being the Dutch god of war. Cruising without a formation, the traces became difficult to catch, but the artillery fire kept spraying towards the shore.

The heavy solid iron shells roared past, and finally landed heavily in the city of Manila. It has been more than ten days since the attack. The city, which was originally as beautiful as a garden, did not have a good house with a roof at this time. The neat two-story small The building collapsed to the ground, glass was shattered everywhere, steel bars were exposed like broken bones.

Under the roaring artillery fire, the Spanish infantry in the brigade, wearing heavy Saxon armor or Milan plate armor, just like devils entering the village, lowered their heads wretchedly and pushed forward along the already messy streets. The proud phalanx has been beaten and deformed here. The ax, spear and halberd soldiers who were originally like hedgehogs threw away the mighty halberds and replaced them with large wooden boards wrapped in linen or cloth to block them nervously. Inside are musketeers blowing matchlocks.

But even with such tight defenses, when the marching team walked out, suddenly a musketeer still had a bloody hole pop out of his forehead, and fell down without even groaning. In horror, a group of musketeers Immediately, dense guns were fired at the direction of the attack. Amidst the crackling gunshots, only half of the remaining concrete wall was covered with pits, like a smallpox patient, but nothing was found.

The two tactical concepts of street fighting and snipers, more than 200 years earlier in the Battle of Manila, were introduced into the war dictionaries of the East and the West!

After the gunfire, three large shield soldiers stood in front tremblingly, and a few arquebus soldiers followed cautiously, looking for the figure of the attacker just now. The lessons of blood in the past few days have made them clear, ignore these Sporadic attacks, if you insist on going your own way, the losses you face will be devastating.

But the war is fair, and the sniper infantry of Ming Dynasty is not so lucky forever. Looking at the back of the heads of these attacking infantry, a young boy has just emerged, and the cold light reflected by the barrel of the gun instantly makes several people in the phalanx The Spanish gunman raised his gun in an instant, and under the crackling gunfire, a stream of scarlet blood splashed on the broken glass, and the heavy corpse rolled down the collapsed stairs.

These Spaniards even learned artillery support. If they encountered a few difficult snipers, they would light a pile of bonfire smoke on the ground, and then quickly retreated tens of meters. After a while, the heavy artillery fire roared away. Come, bombard the already broken building again.

It was so slow, it only drove into the distance of one street, and most of the day was spent. Seeing the night fall, these mercenaries who came to China from Europe for thousands of miles, there was a strong fear in the pupils. .

In front of them was a camp that had been hit by artillery fire and only half of the first floor remained. Outside the camp, there were scattered corpses and limbs of the Ming army everywhere. Inside the camp, there were bundles of corpses of Western soldiers lying there. .

Night is the time for the Ming army to counterattack. In the dark and dense night, the cold guns and bayonets that came from nowhere seemed to hang over the heads of these mercenaries like death. The pros and cons of flintlock guns and matchlock guns are The night battle was vividly revealed. The Ming army could shoot at will, but the Dutch and the French were afraid that the matchlock would reveal their position and become a target for the gun. Such night raids were extremely fierce. At dawn the next day, only bloody corpses remained.

On the defense of Manila City, Mingren is simply crazy!

However, when the besieging French and Spanish armies were full of fear, it was also time for the defenders of the Ming Dynasty to rely on one breath.

Historically, there have been wars in which one fights four and thousands of people easily defeat tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of troops, but either cavalry fights infantry on the plains, or most of the opponents temporarily put down their hoes, and their quality is extremely low. For tent soldiers, when facing professional troops, one-on-two is enough to cause great pressure, but the Manila Corps is one-on-four, one-on-five.

The entire open space and lawn of Fort St. Philip was occupied by dense stretchers. There were indeed stretchers, but there were not enough ambulance manpower. Military doctors and nurses were busy covered in blood, but they were still too busy, and some even panicked. Running over with a bandage in hand, the wounded sergeant had swallowed his last breath forever.

Standing on the wall of the castle that was once besieged by him, Huang Degong looked down anxiously.

At this time, more than half of the city of Manila has fallen. The last section of the barricade, more than 100 meters away from Fort San Philip, is the last battlefield where the two armies repeatedly compete, and it is not only Manila that is under attack. Domingo, Xialiu Town, Heji, and Mengzhai , the towns of Daming near Manila also fell one after another, and the Spaniards had a tendency to make a comeback at this time.

But the battle situation in front of him is not the most frightening and desperate for him!

The sun was setting, and the day was being pushed through again, and he was a little distracted. Huang Degong, a man weighing more than 200 kilograms, staggered down the city wall, but before he returned to his office, suddenly, his trousers were got caught.

One thigh was gone, and even though several layers of gauze had been bandaged, the blood was still flowing out. He was not wearing Ming army armor, but a set of ordinary civilian clothes. Amidst the bewildered nurses sobbing, the Manila militiaman The air is as thin as silk, but it is looking at Huang Degong's pupils with hope.

"Master! Daming will definitely send reinforcements, right?"

"Yes! Reinforcements are on the way! As long as we hold on for a few more days! Your Majesty will not give up on us!"

Not at all disgusted with blood, Huang Degong even squatted down and held the soldier's hand.

It seemed that he had seen some beautiful scene. On the blood-stained face of the young man in his early twenties, there was a warm smile on his face, and he murmured, but his voice became smaller and smaller. It slipped heavily from Huang Degong's calloused hands.