Manila.

Lieutenant Colonel Juan's 200 pesos were not lost the next day.

Because the next day, heavy rains were pouring from morning to night. Both sides took shelter from rain and did not start a day.

But what should come will always come.

Early on the third morning, the weather cleared, and the overseas Chinese youth rushed to the shooting platform early, preparing to welcome the impact of the Pampanga people's new day.

The Pampangya also carried the newly-laid bamboo raft yesterday and gathered by the river early. She was preparing to attack a few more waves while the weather was cool...

Seeing that both sides had set up their formation and were about to start working, a Mexican soldier suddenly ran to the side of the leader of Pampanga Kendo and muttered to him.

Kendo was overjoyed when he heard this and immediately ordered the withdrawal of his troops.

The overseas Chinese monk in the fence was confused. I wonder why these gangs of fanzi retreated again? Is it the same as their work in a war, fishing for three days and drying the net for two days?

As they looked at each other, they suddenly heard a loud rumbling sound from the stone castle in the distance. Ximen Qing, who was visiting around with a cigarette in his mouth and used a telescope, changed his expression when he heard the sound and shouted loudly: "Bombardment! Go down quickly!"

The Marines also reacted and kicked the overseas Chinese under the fence.

Before the Chinese could figure out the situation, they saw a huge cannonball falling on the fence wall with a sharp whistling sound.

The condescending shells were extremely powerful, and the wooden fence was as fragile as paper, and it was immediately broken. Several unlucky overseas Chinese were among them, and they were immediately broken! The overseas Chinese who were affected by the side also had their bones broken, and several of their heads were cut off, and they all screamed and fell to the ground.

"What are you doing when you are standing there? Go down quickly! Go down!" As Ximen Qing roared at the top of his lungs, the overseas Chinese who woke up like a dream quickly stepped down from the fence like a tide and hid under the trench behind.

The rumbling sound of cannons continued, and the shells fell accurately on the fence, using the defense line used by the overseas Chinese to resist the attack the day before yesterday, and were full of holes.

Ximen Qing still stood on the fence, staring at the Pampanga people on the other side, beware of their chance to attack.

Chen Yongquan also insisted on following him and couldn't get rid of him no matter how hard he was.

"It's really a newborn calf who is not afraid of a tiger." Ximen Qing smiled in approval and handed him a cigarette as a recognition from the man.

"Are you praising yourself?" Chen Yongquan refused to answer. He hated the smell of smoke, but his eyes fell on the Longqing-style rifle at Ximen Qing's hand.

Ximen Qing smiled and handed the rifle to him and said, "I understand why they moved you out of the city, and they also stipulated that you must live in the ravine?"

"Is it to facilitate their artillery?" Chen Yongquan held the rifle as if he had a treasure. He had long been envious of the gun Ximen Qing and the others used.

"Opportune." Ximen Qing nodded.

"But their guns are too accurate, right? Could it be that even the shells are eye-catching?" Chen Yongquan said astonished at the fence that had become a sieve.

"This is not unusual." Ximen Qing spit out a smoke ring and said: "When we were at the police academy, we taught this. As long as we accurately proofread the range area in advance, we can hit wherever we want."

"So these beasts have planned every step!" Chen Yongquan suddenly felt hatred and said, "So sooner or later, killing the red hair without leaving any one."

"It's good to have anger, but don't be blinded." Ximen Qing smiled faintly and said, "Actually, the reason why I can't go down is that I know it's safe in this position. Because this is the blind spot of the fort..."

As he spoke, he frowned and bounced the cigarette butt far into the river and said, "Fanzi is here again!"

Chen Yongquan held the gun tightly and looked up. Sure enough, he saw the Pampangya people using artillery bombardment and crossing the river.

Ximen Qing no longer paid attention to him, turned around and jumped off the shooting platform, shouting to his subordinates in the trench: "Retreat to the second line of defense!"

The Marines kicked and kicked again, chasing the evacuated young Chinese people and retreated to the rear along the trench.

Then he took a big step and leaped to the opposite side of the trench. Then he turned over and rolled into a half-man-high sandbag bunker and ordered the overseas Chinese young man who was hiding behind the bunker: "You will become the front line and be as brave as brothers as before!"

"I understand!" The young men held the javelin in their hands and responded with a loud bang.

I don’t know if it was shocked by artillery fire or because the village wall was destroyed, but their voices disappeared from their previous momentum, and there was a faint sense of fear...

"Don't be afraid, our fathers, wives and children are behind us! What should you do if you are afraid of them?!" Ximen Qing took the Longqing style handed over by his subordinates and aimed at the Pampangya who was rushing into the stream.

He shot and lifted the Pampangya man's sky cover, then threw the musket to his subordinates, and took the loaded other pole.

"As it said, we have a lot of people, and we still have fortifications. I'm afraid they will do it?" Ximen Qing shot another shot and took a native and shouted loudly: "If you die, you will be done!"

Inspired by him and the Marines, the overseas Chinese on the second line of defense finally calmed down.

"Listen to my order!" The Marines in charge of commanding them shouted and took the whistle hanging around their necks.

"Beep!" A whistle sounded, and everyone followed the movements of training yesterday, holding a javelin on their shoulders.

"Beep!" The second whistle sounded, and everyone took three steps back.

"Beep!" The third whistle sounded, and everyone rushed forward together!

"Beep!" The fourth whistle sounded, and while people kicked the ground with their right foot, they pushed the javelin with force on their hips!

Considering that there is only one day to train, the Marines can only teach them the simplest tricks, but it is enough to make this javelin shoot significantly stronger than the day before yesterday!

Amid the whistling wind, javelins flew rapidly towards the Pampanga who rushed into the fence.

At such a close distance, the javelin thrown in the right way is amazingly powerful, and can even penetrate the Pampanga people's vine shields or tie them into candied haws.

The sharp weapon entered the sound of flesh, and Pampangya fell to the ground screaming in pieces.

But the Pampangya people were very brave. They broke into the village and their morale was greatly boosted. They didn't care how many people died. They faced the rainy spear and shot against the overseas Chinese with a dart.

Moreover, they are good at this, and their accurate throwing is much better than that of overseas Chinese. Although the sandbag cover blocked most of the spears, some overseas Chinese youths continued to fall into the spear.

The companions behind quickly carried the fallen wounded on bamboo stretchers to the Chen family mansion in the center of the stream.

The wounded on the stretcher quickly filled the huge yard.

Faced with the sudden increase in the number of injured people, the doctor assigned to the Luzon Store at the Jiangnan Hospital could only command doctors, veterinarians, butchers, midwives, prostitutes among overseas Chinese...all those who can get involved in the human body will stop bleeding, bandage, apply medicine, amputation, or hospice care.

Looking at the bloody water in the front yard of the Chen family, like a slaughterhouse, and listening to the tragic wailing sounds in his ears, Lin Afa, who was in charge of this area, finally couldn't bear to rush out of the door and lay on the ground and vomited heavily.

After he vomited, someone handed him a water bag.

Lin Afa looked up and saw that it was Huang San's father-in-law. He took it and drank it, sat on the ground, muttering nervously: "I'll just say that you shouldn't mess with the Red-haired Master. Let those guys grab a fight, it's better than being like falling into hell now..."

"Oh..." Huang San's father-in-law sighed and said, "What's the use of saying this? Be sad, you'll be relieved until you die..."

After saying that, he took the water truck that delivered water to the front line and walked away.

"Is there really no hope?" Lin Afa was in a daze and his nose bubbled, "I don't want to die yet..."

~~

In the end, the overseas Chinese paid a much heavier price than the first day and kept the third day.

Lieutenant Colonel Juan not only saved his two hundred pesos, but also won two hundred more.

He held the heavy purse and awe-inspiringly at the brave overseas Chinese: "Your Excellency, if the Ming people are as unafraid of sacrifice as they are, then our dream of conquering Ming may always be just a luxury."

"Hmph, it's nonsense!" Colonel Salsido, who had lost 200 pesos in a row, finally couldn't suppress his anger and cursed angrily: "These Ming people who have no faith are all cowards and cowards!"

"It turns out that they are not." Lieutenant Colonel Juan said lightly.

"No, they are." Governor Sand suddenly spoke, and he said with a gloomy expression: "It is just because we are too tight and they can't see hope that they will fight to the death in despair!"

"Your Excellency is right!" Colonel Goyt said in his eyes: "Why should we treat noble prisoners preferentially on the European battlefield and allow ransom to be paid in exchange for freedom? It is to weaken the enemy commanders' will to resist so that they will not resist stubbornly in desperate situations, but to surrender when they see the situation is not good!"

"No," Governor Sand smiled sinisterly, "This is what we lack, we can't force them too much. We can't generalize them. For example, the rich people among them will definitely be weak. The merchants among them will also be more flexible and willing to pay ransoms for freedom."

"Your Excellency did not intend to kill them all, and he was kind enough to keep half of the Ming people." Colonel Salsido also smiled and said, "Then give them a chance to survive, of course... only half of them can enjoy it."

"The scene at that time will definitely be very exciting." Colonel Goyt couldn't wait: "Will it start tomorrow?"

"No hurry, their casualties are still affordable." Governor Sand said: "Let them shed blood for a few more days, and be more desperate, so that we will cherish our proposal."

After a pause, he smiled at Salsido and said, "Let our little black friend shed more blood so that he won't have any objections to us at that time."

"Your Excellency is wise." Colonel Salsido quickly flattered: "Your heart must have been kissed by an angel."

~~

The next fourth day was heavy rain and the fifth day was hard to fight.

The sixth day of heavy rain, the seventh day of bloody battle!

Overseas Chinese showed extremely strong patience in a series of bloody battles.

Two thousand people have been sacrificed or seriously injured...

The bodies of the deceased had to be thrown into the river to avoid causing an epidemic.

Everyone was filled with great sorrow. The other thing that supported them to continue fighting was the idea of ​​avenging their relatives on the tenth day.

On the eighth day, it didn't rain, but Pampangya unexpectedly delayed attacking...
Chapter completed!