"What? The Chinese have already attacked the city!" Peter couldn't believe it.
"Yes, they have already entered the city."
Peter rode to the Datong army camp and found that it was empty, only a few logistics personnel were left guarding the supplies.
Even the indigenous warriors brought by the Datong Army have already entered the city. Fortunately, there are these indigenous allies, otherwise it would be difficult to quickly occupy such a huge city, after all, they would have to divide their troops to fight.
As for the discipline of the native soldiers, it can only be said that they should be restrained as much as possible.
Anyway, the city is full of chopsticksmen who slaughtered Chinese, and they are also villains who have long exploited and oppressed Chinese and indigenous people. The indigenous warriors are willing to fight with them. One is that the Chinese army gives gifts, the other is that the Chinese army provides food, and the third is that these aboriginals want to take revenge.
Blindly suppressing is not the answer, the native soldiers must be vented, burning, killing and looting is a normal behavior.
Peter was like a dream. He huddled in the barracks to avoid the typhoon, and then the city of Manila was captured by friendly forces.
What the hell?
"Follow me into town!"
Peter led the Dutch army and native soldiers and ran towards the city frantically. They were also going to plunder the city. If they didn't run faster, the property of the Spaniards in the city would be robbed by the natives brought by the Datong army.
The city has been completely in chaos, and the streets that have not yet retreated are full of water, and corpses can be seen everywhere.
Wang Hui only assigned tasks to the indigenous warriors and ordered which areas to occupy, regardless of what they would do after they occupied them. There are even headhunters who cut off the heads of Spaniards as trophies. It is estimated that they will take them back to make decorations, or as dowries to marry their favorite women.
Peter waded through the stagnant water to search everywhere, and found that all parts of the city were occupied, and he couldn't find a place to rob.
So, the native soldiers brought by China and the native soldiers brought by the Netherlands fought over the goods. A large-scale fighting broke out between the two sides, involving more and more native soldiers, and eventually caused more than 2,000 casualties-this is the biggest loss for the Chinese and Dutch armies since the war began!
But it doesn't matter, the dead are all native soldiers, and they will settle the dispute by themselves.
"Boom!"
The weather was only sunny for half a day and midnight, and at some point in the evening, it suddenly started to rain again.
It continued to fall until noon the next day, when the rain finally slackened, and then came the scorching sun, which could make people in the house flustered with heat.
"How many are left without getting sick?" Wang Hui asked.
The military medical officer replied: "More than 1,600 people."
A total of 3,500 expeditionary troops, only more than 1,600 people were not sick. Moreover, the symptoms of the disease are varied, and many people's diseases cannot be diagnosed, and the military doctors can only judge them as "acclimatized."
Wang Hui called the herald: "Let the native soldiers collect the corpses in the city, dig holes and bury them all, so as not to cause a plague."
I couldn't even burn it, because I couldn't find so much dry firewood, and the dry firewood piled up in the house was severely damp.
Feeling troublesome to start a fire, those Dutch soldiers all drank raw water directly.
Only the Datong Army has strict military discipline, and no matter how difficult it is to start a fire, you must drink boiled water. During the two days of the typhoon, the Datong Army that invaded the city could only drink raw water on the spot.
The fleets of China, the Netherlands, Brunei, and Sulu are all hiding in ports in Manila Bay.
After the typhoon passed, they only dared to patrol the offshore area, for fear of encountering another storm after going out to sea. The Spanish fleet also did not dare to come over, and both sides waited for a while before engaging in naval battles.
Moreover, since each of them is busy repairing the ship, it is inevitable that they will be damaged while hiding in the port.
For the next half month, no one moved.
Inside the castle, there are a few Spanish officials and about 280 Spanish soldiers. There are also hundreds of Japanese mercenaries, as well as the remaining Pampanga native soldiers.
The Spanish Governor, Coquera, personally inspects every day.
The more it rained, the more frightened he was, for fear that the Chinese army would attack the castle in the rain, and the rainy day would make the army more vigilant.
"No more fights?" Tie Hong asked.
"No more fighting," Wang Hui said, shaking his head. "Anyway, the city has been occupied, and there is only one castle left. There is no need to increase casualties. After a while, bring the soldiers' families and make their homes in this city. Move some more Farmers, cultivate around the city. Before that, we built fortifications around the castle, surrounded the castle, and beat anyone who dared to come out. Starve these red-haired ghosts to death! He has a year's food, so we will surround it for a year !"
There are also sunny days in the rainy season.
Once it was sunny, the Datong Army commanded the native soldiers to push the dirt into the city with a cart. around the castle,?You can grab food and find a good place to live. Manila is surrounded by the Datong army, no matter how we attack the manor, there will be no army of red-haired ghosts to rescue. "
"right!"
Lin Lang gritted his teeth and said: "All our belongings have been robbed, and we will be poor when we return to Manila. Why don't we go to the manor of the red-haired ghost? We will rob his mother back as much as we have lost!"
Wan Zhaoan smiled and said to the crowd: "Those who are willing to stay and become landlords, when we break through the red-haired ghost's village, we will distribute the land to reclaim it ourselves. Those are cultivated land, and there will definitely be good harvests from planting crops."
Chen Yigui smiled and said, "It's not just a good harvest. If rice is grown, it can be harvested three times a year."
Wan Zhaoan clapped his hands and said, "Then we specialize in the red-haired ghost's manor, and the land that we land will be distributed uniformly. In order to prevent people from favoritism, we will divide the land by lot every time. The more land we occupy, the more we will share." When the time comes, take it to the Datong Army to settle down and report, from now on we will all be big landlords!"
"Okay, be a landlord in Luzon!"
"I still have to learn from the red-haired ghosts and catch some barbarians to be tenants."
"That's not a tenant, that's a serf."
"It doesn't matter whether he is a tenant or a serf, anyway, the native barbarians have to help plant the land, otherwise there is too much land, where can we grow it?"