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Chapter 1521 Night Attack

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    Santiago Castle is located in the northwest of the old city of Manila.

    The construction of this castle began three years ago and is not yet completed, but the priority building defenses have taken shape. The 20-meter-high stone castle is equipped with towers and forts, and a moat is dug outside the city.

    Before the Santiago Castle reached the living conditions, the Spaniards in Manila couldn't wait to move in, because only in this turtle shell could the invaders who did all the bad things sleep peacefully.

    This is also the reason why the Spaniards cannot live without overseas Chinese. Their hometown has not yet been built. How can they do it without craftsmen?

    ??The two buildings currently prioritized for construction in the castle are the Catholic Church and the Governor's Residence.

    The second Governor of the Philippines, Sander, was born in a declining aristocratic family in Madrid. He shouldered the mission of restoring the glory of his family and came here, trying to establish greater achievements than his predecessor and build a large Asian empire for Spain!

    Today¡¯s Spanish aristocrats are all proud of luxury and enjoyment. Although Sander has great ambitions, he is inevitably tainted with some habits of enjoying himself.  Even in a newly conquered wild land like the Philippines, he hoped that his life would be as consistent as possible with the status of a noble.

    At this time, he was having dinner with senior Spanish military officers in his official residence, which has a gray stone cloister and a high rounded roof with green tiles.

    Under the light of silver candlesticks, the long dining table covered with blue velvet tablecloth was filled with Spanish-style roasted lamb legs, paella, boiled vegetables, stews, cold soups, and of course a few bottles of Iberian Peninsula products.  of expensive wine.

    There was even a small band of Mexican musicians playing elegant court music to entertain the well-dressed bandits.

    To say that they are well-dressed is only half right, because the local hot climate makes them never dare to use 'codpieces' to decorate their crotches.  That will actually hatch chicks.

    So they could only keep their aristocratic clothes on their upper bodies, and only wear baggy shorts on their lower bodies, exposing their hairy thighs. They sat there holding glasses and upholding the elegance of aristocrats.

    "Colonel Salsido, where is our little black friend?" the Governor asked his mercenary commander.

    "Your Excellency, six thousand Pampanga soldiers have arrived with us."

    The disheveled Colonel Salsido quickly swallowed the mutton in his mouth, put down his knife and fork and said: "If it hadn't been for the rain, they should have arrived at Caledo."

    Caledo is a place name given by the Spanish, located on the other side of the river in the delta of the stream.

    "Poor little black people, I hope they didn't turn into drowned rats." Governor Sander said with noble compassion.

    "Don't worry, they don't wear clothes anyway." Colonel Goit, the commander of Manila's garrison, smiled narrowly.

    "Hahaha!" All the Spanish officers were amused and laughed.

    "Okay, everyone." Governor Sander wiped away his tears from laughter and said seriously: "Now that the little black army has arrived, it's time for our 'clearance operation' to begin."

    As he spoke, he took a sip of Portugal as scarlet as blood, and said coldly: "Since those Ming people are unwilling to leave voluntarily, let the little black people help them."

    "Yes." All the Spanish officers nodded.

    They naturally know that the Governor-General has always believed that the number of Ming expatriates in Luzon should be controlled within 10,000 in order to have some peace of mind.

    This number can ensure the basic operation of the city of Santiago and prevent the Spaniards¡¯ quality of life from declining too much, without threatening their local rule.

    But the previous warning from the coast guard fleet still rang in his ears, making Governor Sander reluctant to take action.  Firstly, they have not yet established a stable foothold in the Philippines; secondly, it is too far away from Mexico; thirdly, the cost of conquering Luzon is huge. In addition to maintaining a large army, they also have to spend a lot of money to buy off some of the indigenous people.  These expenses were basically paid out of the profits from the galleons trade.

    After integrating the lessons of the Portuguese, Sander did not dare to fall out easily with the ¡®Gongzi Zhao¡¯ who dominated the Chinese waters.

    But human nature is like this. If he doesn¡¯t want to do something, then whatever happens is fine.  But if he gives up under the threat of others, he will not give up. Even if he can't do it directly, he will find ways to get it done in roundabout ways.

    This is especially true for the Spaniards who are in their prime.

    At this time, rebellions broke out in Northern Luzon, and his army had to put out fires everywhere.  However, fighting against the rebellious natives in the muddy countryside and dense mountain forests was not what the Spanish army was good at. The casualties were very heavy and it was a nightmare."Let me give you an explanation"

    Before he finished speaking, there was a burst of gunfire outside.

    Everyone was so frightened that they stood up and rushed out of Chen's house to look around.

    I saw a fire dragon winding towards me from the east bridge in the stream.

    That¡¯s a large group of people holding torches and rushing towards the bridge!

    The sound of gunfire rang out from the bridge, and there was also the roar of explosions. It was obvious that fire had been exchanged there.

    "What's going on?!" Chen Mei stamped her feet anxiously: "Who dares to shoot without permission?!"

    "My people!" A fat figure walked quickly. It was Tang Baolu, the director of Nanhai Commercial Hall. Behind him were two fully armed bodyguards. He also held a short blunderbuss in his hand and said with a solemn expression:

    "The Pampanga people were going to rush into the stream to burn, kill and loot, but my men stopped them at the bridge! Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and provide support!"

    "Okay!" Mr. Gao Erye took the Western musket handed over by his son, raised the gun and roared: "Fight them!"

    The young people who had already gathered outside shouted and raised their muskets, bows and arrows, and swords hidden in bamboo tubes, and rushed towards the East Bridge in a swarm.

    Chen Mei saw her son Chen Yongquan among them, holding the Spanish flintlock gun she had secretly hidden in his hand!

    "It's over, it's over" Elder Huang San said with a cry: "How can I explain to the red-haired master that I have hidden so many weapons?"

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