When the Marine Corps escorted the prisoners back, they happened to meet the patrol officers and soldiers who were supporting the battle also returned to the camp.

In the captive team tied with his hands behind his back and connected with ropes, Colonel Saldo stared at the guys coming from the east.

Although they couldn't understand what they were saying, the colonel knew that they were just enemies who had demolished their pontoon bridges and set up artillery positions across the river.

He had been unable to understand what magic the Ming people had cast, and they could place hundreds of heavy artillery on their way home in just a few hours...

Uh, wait...

How do you see that they can carry a cannon just by just the two of them?

Colonel Saldo tried hard to rub his eyes, but his hands were tied behind him. He had to rub his eyes against the back of the adjutant in front of him.

"Hate..." the adjutant said shyly: "There are so many people."

Saldo didn't bother to flirt and stared at the Ming army formation. That's right, it was indeed a cannon for two people, and they were carrying it in front of him, talking and laughing.

How could that light look be steel?

"Verdadero hijo de Puta!" Colonel Saldo's face immediately turned into Zhao Benshan. Even a fool could tell that it was simply made of bamboo strips of paper!

He had some understanding of Han culture and heard that he had the custom of tying paper people to dead people, but he didn't expect that he was deceived by them with a few underworld tools.

The adjutant thought he was scolding him, and said with a blank look: "Enfadado, cho?"

Colonel Saldo was already out of anger. He struggled and roared, and he still couldn't stop after eating a few stocks of the Marines.

"What's his name?" Wuda bit the cigar and sat in a cart, asking the sanitation officer to bandage his left arm. He was stabbed by the Spaniard's spear. Fortunately, he hid in time and only scratched the hole.

"He said we use paper cannons to scare people. Victory obtained through deception is not a force." Chen Yongquan couldn't help laughing, and the officers and soldiers laughed.

"Damn it, I'm stupid and blame others!" It's easy to suffer losses when I'm stubborn, so Saldo naturally took a few more stocks.

Wu Da raised his hand and spit out a smoke ring and said, "You can't say that, we still have a few real guns, right?"

"Sanmen." Pan Jinlian Road, who led the coast guard officers and soldiers to set up a formation on the other side.

"What's the use of three gates?" Sardo said angrily: "If we don't get fooled and force ourselves to cross the other side, you will definitely lose!"

"Nonsense!" Pan Jinlian said with his eyebrows: "Is it a decoration for our coast guard?"

"Yes, if you choose to cross the river, then we will fight with real swords and guns. Can you still win?" Wu Da sneered: "We just cherish the lives of officers and soldiers, but we are not afraid of sacrifice!"

"Yes, it's not that I haven't beaten it before. We just made the yolks come out!" The Marines also burst into laughter.

~~

When the soldiers escorted the prisoners and transported the injured number back to the camp, it was already late at night.

The camp in the beach head was still bright, and Mr. Zhao personally led all the soldiers and civilians in the camp to welcome the officers and soldiers to triumph outside the camp.

After winning the battle, everyone was happy. They killed pigs and cows, cooked fish and stewed shrimps, rewarded the three armies, and roasted them under their command. The entire camp became a sea of ​​joy.

At the celebration banquet, Mr. Zhao personally delivered a speech, announcing that this battle would wipe out 3,100 Spanish officers and soldiers. Among them, 400 were captured and 2,700 were killed. Luzon Island had been completely liberated from the Spanish.

What? You asked the prisoners why there was no injury number? It just didn't. You said it was a coincidence? Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway.

After drinking and celebrating wine with the military and civilians, Zhao Hao sat back in his seat drunk and asked Jin Ke beside him, "Why do I feel like something is missing?"

"Yes." Jin Ke smiled bitterly and pointed to the dark Manila royal city inside and outside, "Young Master forgot there."

"Oh, look at my memory." Zhao Hao patted his forehead. But he couldn't blame him completely. In the past month, whether it was the Royal City of Manila or the Santiago Castle, it has become silent, and there is no light at night. Over time, it is indeed easy for people to ignore it, and the enemy's capital has not been liberated.

"It's almost time to solve it, right?" Jin Ke asked in a low voice.

"Look at the situation tomorrow, then talk about it." Zhao Hao ordered in a deep voice.

~~

The next afternoon, the reconnaissance balloon took off.

This time, the Beidou Squadron specially prepared five hot air balloons to launch them together, and prepared a number of bombs to seize the honor of the first formation bombing in human history.

However, they failed to achieve this little wish that was better than nothing, because they searched carefully for the five hot air balloons and could not see a shadow of a living person. They could only see white bones. Occasionally, a few thin crows were looking for food, like a ghost town, which was creepy...

After receiving the report from the investigators, Zhao Hao discussed with Jin Ke and decided to send a ground investigation team into the royal city for investigation.

In accordance with the "Coast Guard Epidemic Prevention Regulations", all members of the team wear first-level biochemical protective equipment.

Previously, this type of protective equipment was only used by hospitals and medical colleges, because considering that the Nanyang Ocean is a place of malaria, Zhao Hao ordered that all coast guard troops carrying out land missions south of Taiwan be equipped with a certain number of protective equipment.

In fact, the medical school has long studied it clearly. The so-called miasma is nothing more than methane, hydrogen sulfide, ammonia, etc. produced by the fermentation of dead branches and leaves in the jungle. These gases are toxic, but the dosage is far from causing illness.

What really causes the epidemics in Guangdong, Guangxi and Nanyang are actually caused by mosquito bites, damp and hot weather, and unclean diet. Among them, the former is the most common and difficult to prevent.

Although protective equipment can indeed prevent infectious diseases from insects, it is subtropical. Who can wear protective clothing all day long? Without waiting for mosquito bites to get infected, people will die of heatstroke...

Because protective clothing is actually of no practical use in Southeast Asia, it can play an excellent comforting role, greatly reducing the resistance of officers and soldiers to the deployment of southward.

Statistics show that the incidence rate of the coast guard troops equipped with protective clothing when deployed in Southeast Asia is far lower than that of the troops not equipped with protective clothing. The placebo effect is so terrifying that senior police officers who know the true feelings can't help but secretly amazed that Mr. Zhao is really a demon who plays with people's hearts.

But it is always right to be prepared for any trouble, so I won’t use it today.

Members of the Investigation Squad were wearing one-piece oil-clothed protective clothing, and their sleeves and trousers were tightly tied into rubber gloves and long boots with ropes. In addition to goggles, they also wore a slightly terrifying filter mask on their faces.

It has three layers of densely filled cotton wool, and the interlayer is separated by lime, fine charcoal and wool soaked with glycerin. It is currently used in fire brigades formed by various counties and has a good filtering effect on smoke and dust in the fire. It is also much more protective than ordinary medical masks.

This full set is really a bit like a messenger of hell, and now it confirms Father Franco's theory of Satan's army...

The fully armed team members set off at 2 a.m. and boarded the outer wall of the royal city at 4 a.m., but they did not encounter any resistance.

The team members circled the city walls, but still didn't see a single figure. At this time, everyone had guessed the result. However, they searched the whole city according to the planned route, and they saw either the bones or the charred corpses, and there was no living thing.

Suddenly, a mouse emerged from a burnt corpse, scaring the brave team members...

~~

"In summer, it only takes one month for the corpse to become numb in the air. If it continues to be high temperature and humidity, half a month will be enough..."

Wang Kentang, the young director of the battlefield hospital, explained this phenomenon to Mr. Zhao.

He, Chen Shigong and Miao Xiyong, were also known as the new three giants of Jiangnan Hospital, also known as the small three giants. He was the rising star with extremely high talent, solid traditional medicine, and received a complete new medical education. He was the successors that Wanmizhai, Li Shizhen and Li Lunming focused on cultivating.

In fact, Wanmizhai and Li Shizhen both have sons studying medicine and disciples who have been teaching for many years. However, the two agreed that these three juniors have the highest talent and are most suitable to take on the focal point of the future new medicine. This is the mind of a great national doctor.

Moreover, Wang Kentang is not simple. He came from a family of officials, his grandfather and father were both from Jinshi. He was also talented since childhood and had a very high talent in his career.

At the same time, he was a filial son. Because of his mother's illness, he also had a very high talent in medical skills. He accidentally became a famous doctor, and there were endless patients who came to visit the hospital.

There is no way, there are always people in this world who are born to make people feel ashamed of themselves.

However, everyone thinks that he should take the Jinshi exam and become a Hanlin student, continuing the glory of the Wang family. But he chose to go to Jiangnan Medical College instead of Yufeng Academy...

Because he was greatly influenced by his ancestors and fathers.

His grandfather Wang Nie was a Jinshi in the 12th year of Zhengde. He was dismissed from office because he strongly advised Emperor Wuzong to go to the south.

His father Wang Qiao was a Jinshi in the 26th year of Jiajing and a famous anti-Japanese hero. However, when he was appointed as the Minister of Justice, Wang Qiao repeatedly offended Yan Song because of impartial law enforcement, and was transferred from the capital and served as the assistant chief of the Shandong Censorate.

At that time, when there was a major famine in Yanzhou area, Shandong governors requested relief. Wang Qiao went deep into the farmhouses and distributed relief grain according to the number of people approved by the households, so that corrupt officials and traitors could not enjoy their own pockets.

As a result, he was disliked by his superiors and his colleagues excluded him. He repeatedly wore his shoes, so Wang Qiao said he was sick and begged for home. He stayed at home for more than 20 years and was depressed.

Wang Kentang witnessed the darkness of the officialdom since childhood and could not allow a gentleman to gain a foothold. He became disgusted with his career and hoped to save the world with a hang pot.

At that time, his father was unreliable, so he did not object to him. He studied in Jiangnan Medical College as a juren. After admission, Wang Kentang came into contact with new medicine and found that he had entered a new world. Since then, he has become uncontrollable and determined to make new medicine authentic Xinglin and treat the people of the world.

But at this time, his father changed his mind...
Chapter completed!