The Revolt of the Three Feudatories: All-in at the start in Beijing

"Tell me, where are you from, and why are you purchasing such a large quantity of supplies? Your five large ships are all large Fujian-style ships from the Ming Dynasty!"

Metsuiko, who was tied to the cross stake, smiled bitterly to himself upon hearing this. He had underestimated the Spanish people's caution this time, because such things were truly rare.

"We are soldiers of the Dutch East India Company. We just fought on land against the powerful Han who unified the north, but we were defeated again and are preparing to return to Malacca!"

"We came to Manila because we had nowhere else to resupply. Our main force is just outside the bay. If I don't return in three days, they will attack Manila!"

Metsuiko now has no choice but to resort to intimidation. If he were to confess directly, given the Spanish methods towards the Han Chinese, he would likely be executed immediately.

Anthony shook his head upon hearing this.

"You Dutch don't have that many soldiers and that much asthma. I'm giving you one last chance: talk or not!"

Having already obtained the noble class license, Metsuyi had no reason to betray them, so he chose to remain silent.

"Give him the best meal!"

Upon seeing this, Anthony knew that this was a ruthless man. He waved to the soldiers beside him and then turned to leave.

Meanwhile, after discovering that Metsuyi could be captured, Yin Huasheng had already fled back to the Eighth Company camp and entered the tunnel.

Faced with the doubts of Chen Zhaoming and the others, they could only explain the situation clearly. Upon hearing this, Chen Zhaoming sighed.

"The Spanish forces in Luzon are short-handed; they must have discovered that the supplies you purchased are far too large, and they're afraid of being ambushed by a large army, which is why they did this!"

Just then, Uncle San, who had gone out to investigate, quickly returned, his face filled with anxiety.

"Huasheng, those Spaniards have already led their troops into the Eighth Company's camp and are searching everywhere for the Dutch. It seems you won't be able to leave the bay anytime soon!"

Upon hearing this, Yin Huasheng and Chen Zhaoming's eyes lit up, and Chen Zhaoming was so excited that he stood up immediately.

"General Yin, it seems those Spaniards will be searching everywhere. It's likely your companions didn't reveal your identity. If you disguise yourself as a laborer and board a merchant ship from another country, you still have a chance to escape!"

"Then what are we waiting for? Come with me to carry the big bags!"

Upon hearing this, Third Uncle led Yin Huasheng away.

Upon arriving at the dock, as expected, since Metsuyi had not given any instructions, Yin Huasheng infiltrated the Portuguese caravan. After reaching the bay, he immediately jumped into the sea while holding onto a plank.

There was a small island there, and a small Fujian-style boat was arranged to hide there beforehand to avoid conflict. By the time Yin Huasheng returned to the fleet, it was already dark again.

Upon learning of this situation, Xu Chuang was furious. He had detained his wife, children, and elderly parents in Nanjing. Did the Spanish want to die?

The order to launch an attack was immediately given, and ships began sailing into the night to completely surround the bay.

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, twenty Spanish soldiers, carrying flintlock rifles, patrolled the fort. One of the officers kicked a soldier who was sleeping on the fort.

"The governor has ordered that anyone who dares to slack off again will be thrown into the sea to feed the fish!"

Upon hearing this, the three artillerymen immediately stood up straight, squinted, and scanned the area haphazardly with their binoculars. Once the officer left, they lay back down, one of the artillerymen muttering to himself.

"The governor-general is always scaring himself. Back then, that prince on Taiwan Island also talked about fighting but never actually did!"

After the artilleryman finished speaking, he realized that no one had answered him after he had been complaining, so he kicked the person next to him.

"Did you hear me?"

The artilleryman broke out in a cold sweat after asking the question, because he hadn't kicked anyone. He had just remembered to check when he felt his mouth being covered and a sharp pain coming from his neck.

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With a wave of dizziness, the last thing he saw was a Han Chinese man with phoenix eyes, staring at him coldly.

After killing the last artilleryman on the platform, Chen Zhaoming looked in other directions and saw flashes of light. These were large incense sticks, which could be seen just outside the bay.

In less than half an hour, the Han Navy, taking advantage of the wind in the bay, arrived directly at the port. Looking at the surrounding forts, Xu Chuang broke out in a cold sweat.

Because these forts were built on high ground, with more than eighty eighteen-pound cannons, they could blockade the bay. The cannonballs could cross each other, and two hundred warships entering the narrow bay would become fixed targets.

"No wonder the Spaniards dare to be so arrogant!"

Hearing Xu Chuang's sigh, Yin Huasheng felt even more itchy to bite.

"Give the order, Lord of Luzon!"

Yin Huasheng's constant calling of Luzon Marquis made Xu Chuang feel secretly pleased, and he punched the guardrail directly.

"Send word: after landing, capture everyone except Han Chinese. This Marquis wants to use the Spanish to grow sugarcane!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

As the flags waved, each ship received a military order and roared impatiently.

The sound traveled all the way through Manila!

After finishing his breakfast, Anthony sat with his legs crossed in the interrogation room, looking at Metsuiko being whipped across from him, and asked again.

"You're so old, there's no need to keep guarding you like this. After all the torture you've endured this night, even if you surrender, no one will say anything!"

Metsuike squinted, his mouth opening and closing repeatedly. He was completely at his limit; after all, he was getting old and couldn't take a beating.

Just then, the roar of thousands of voices pierced through the interrogation room, and the standard word "kill" was intoxicating.

Metsuiko straightened up again and spat a mouthful of bloody saliva at Anthony.

"The Han Dynasty, the Han Dynasty!"

"The empire that has been reunified in the north!"

"Come, face the wrath of the Han!"

Anthony also heard it. The shouts of killing were exactly the same as those of the Han Chinese uprising more than ten years ago. His expression changed drastically. He immediately took out his flintlock pistol, loaded it, and pressed it against Metsuiko's forehead.

"I kill you!"

Metsuike, however, merely looked at Anthony indifferently. He knew the Han people's sense of honor; even if he died here today, his two sons would surely inherit his title as long as they surrendered the city.

Anthony ultimately did not fire his gun. He turned and left with his guards. He needed to escape quickly, but killing Metsuiko might result in him being relentlessly pursued.

"Hahaha!"

Only Metsuik's loud laughter remained in the interrogation room.

He knew that if Anthony didn't kill him now, then it would be his turn to whip him with a small leather whip.

As soon as Anthony stepped out of the governor's mansion, he saw explosions all over the city walls, and at the same time, unfamiliar soldiers dressed in khaki uniforms and holding muskets were shooting at Spanish civilians.

Anthony knew he couldn't hold on any longer, so he turned and ran frantically toward the south gate. He knew that only by entering the natives' territory could he possibly survive.

However, Yin Huasheng had already arrived and immediately saw Anthony. He then directly spurred his horse to go even faster.

"Red-haired devil, don't run away!"

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