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  Chapter 502 499 [Typhoon Operations]

   During the rainy season in the tropics, there may be several rains in one day, and it may be several days in one rain.

  It has been raining for the past few days, intermittently, and the amount of rain is not very large. It stops in about one or two hours, or three or four hours.

  The rain was particularly heavy today, so the Datong Army chose to attack.

  How big is it?

  It's like God pouring water down with a bucket.

   Pampanga people, the official translation of later generations is Pampanga people. They are aboriginals living around Manila and once rebelled against Spain, but they have been completely tamed, at least the ones around the city have been tamed.

   They are the most loyal lackeys of the Spanish colonists!

  Mabala's grandfather was killed by the Spaniards. Marbala's father was a Spanish slave. And Marbala himself is a Spanish mercenary.

  The fort on the city wall was originally built with a shack to protect it from the rain, but today's rain is so heavy that the shack can't prevent it at all.

  The Spanish gunners have withdrawn and hid in the house to avoid the rain.

  Mabala and other Pampanga soldiers were arranged to defend in the fort shack, and by the way, scooped out the rainwater that could not be drained out of the shack. He scooped it several times, and the more he scooped more, he could only give up in the end, and simply lay down on the barrel to rest.

  A gust of wind blew, and the top of the shack was blown off.

   Mabala immediately left with a bow and arrow. With half his life experience, he felt that this was the prelude to a typhoon.

  The doors and windows in the city are tightly closed, and even the rooms on the upper floors of Manila, which are used to observe the enemy's situation, are firmly closed. Even, nail the windows to prevent them from being blown away by the typhoon.

  The Dutch friendly forces also closed the doors and windows and beat them with hammers. Commander Peter even boiled hot tea.

  Two thousand officers and men of the Datong Expeditionary Army rushed forward carrying simple ladders.

  There was already accumulated water on the ground that could not be drained. They waded through the accumulated water that submerged their ankles, and braved the violent wind and rain to move forward with difficulty. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and some soldiers were blown down by the strong wind as they walked, and it took a lot of effort to get up and stand still.

  They helped each other to the bottom of the city, and put the ladder on the city wall with difficulty.

   More than ten people must work together, otherwise the ladder will be blown away. The soldiers of the Datong Army at the bottom of the ladder hugged the ladder tightly, and then climbed up one by one.

   Tie Hong only climbed one meter high, and felt that he was about to be blown away by the wind.

  He grasped the ladder with both hands, and he had to exert all his strength every time he climbed a little bit.

   Not far from him, a soldier lost his grip and fell from the ladder, being scraped more than one meter away when he landed. And before he could stand up completely, he was blown by the wind and rolled over again, rolling several meters before stopping the momentum.

  Fortunately, the city wall of Manila is not high, and it took less than five minutes for Tie Hong to grit his teeth and climb up.

   As more and more soldiers ascended the city, Tie Hong divided them into two groups.

   One group followed him into the surrounding rooms to kill people, and one group opened the city gate to welcome friendly troops in.

  The doors and windows of the city tower were all closed. Tie Hong untied the wrought iron rod, grabbed the wall with one hand to stabilize his figure, and knocked on the door with the iron rod in the other hand.

  The Spanish commander and gunner inside were completely unaware of the enemy's arrival, and thought it was a friendly army sending a message, so they swore and took the initiative to open the door.

  The moment the door was opened, Tie Hong rushed in, and the strong wind howled in from the door.

   "Tang people?"

  The Spanish commander's eyes were wide open, and just as he drew out his saber, two of the surrounding soldiers had already been knocked to death.

   This guy rushed forward with his saber in hand, raised his hand and stabbed the knife out, and the wrought iron rod had already come over. A stick hit him in the chest, he was stabbed directly, and then he was kicked in the abdomen, and he flew back immediately.

  嗙!

  When the stick was dropped, the head of the Spanish commander exploded.

  Because the attack was too sudden, only one Datong soldier was injured when the city tower was captured here. On the contrary, there were more injuries when climbing the wall, all of which were blown off by the wind, and some unlucky ones even had their legs broken.

  After occupying the front tower, the city gate was also opened, and the soldiers of Datong braved the wind and rain to fight towards the Pampanga barracks.

  The wind blows and the rain blows, they don't argue about things, and they haven't been to the city, so they can only move forward by following the route pointed out by the religious Chinese.

  Although the Chinese cannot settle in the city, they can work in the city, otherwise the whole city cannot function. The Datong soldiers silently recited the words "forward" and "right", and when they reached the Pampangya barracks, nearly half of them had already dispersed, leaving only more than 1,200 people to follow Tiehong.

"kill!"

   The sound of shouting and killing came out of his mouth, but was covered by the sound of wind and rain in an instant.

  With such bad weather, the grassroots organization of the army was completely disrupted. According to the training in the "Infantry Practice Code", they spontaneously formed a temporary team nearby, and rushed into the room in the barracks in groups of a few or a dozen people.

   Mabala changed her clothes and was sleeping on the bed when she suddenly heard a knock on the door.

   "Do you still want to defend the city in such a heavy wind and rain?" Mabala slandered, thinking that the Spaniards had come to deliver the order.

  In this barracks, there are about 30 Pang Bangya soldiers.

   Some are sleeping, some are gambling, and some are bragging and chatting.

   After pushing each other, finally a doormat opened the door.

  The wind and rain poured in through the crack of the door, and then it was kicked open. The person who opened the door didn't even have time to scream, and was slashed in the neck with a knife.

  Four people were killed one after another in the room. Mabala, who was lying down and sleeping, finally felt that something was wrong, and at the same time, she heard the shouts of her roommates. He turned over and grabbed the machete, and was about to stand up when he saw a flash of light from the machete.

   Mabala collapsed in pain, but not dead yet.

   I don't know who stepped on my foot, and my body hurts even more. He waited for a few seconds to get up, and was about to raise the knife, when he was cut again in the back, and then stabbed in the back.

   Mabala fell down again, this time unable to fight again, and his vision became more and more blurred.

  He felt the storm pouring into the house, and as far as he could see were many feet walking around. He couldn't understand, why would someone fight on a typhoon day?

he died.

  Tie Hong led his troops to wipe out the Pampanga barracks. The Datong Army only killed 1 person and injured 36 people.

  However, the wind and rain became more and more severe, and Tie Hong was unable to gather troops at all, and he did not dare to lead troops out of the barracks. Tie Hong had to stay in this barracks to avoid the violent storm. As for the hundreds of soldiers lost in the city, they could only survive on their own.

  In the afternoon, the typhoon really came, and some trees were uprooted.

  In and outside the city, a large number of houses were blown off their roofs, and the streets in the city were already waist-deep in water. Before evening, the sky became dark, and Tie Hong thought of a Chinese idiom he had learned: The wind and rain are like darkness!

   "Damn it, a typhoon came so early this year!"

  Peter, the commander of the Dutch army, kept cursing while hiding in the house. He still doesn't know that the Chinese friendly army has sent troops.

  Spanish Governor Coquera also knew nothing about the military situation.

  He hid in the castle, drank **** tea to relieve moisture, and lay on a rocking chair leisurely smoking a pipe.

  The typhoon lasted for two full days, the wind and rain finally subsided, and the afternoon of the third day suddenly became sunny.

   "Doo doo da da doo doo..."

  The sound of suona suddenly came from the city, but Coquella didn't take it seriously, he didn't know that it was an order from the Datong Army to gather troops.

  The Datong army who were scattered and hid in the houses in the city came out of the houses one after another, and quickly gathered in the direction of Suona.

   Tie Hong counted the number of people. A total of 2,000 soldiers attacked the city in the rain. Aside from the known casualties, 28 people were still missing at this time. I don't know if he died from the typhoon, from some battle, or from being sick and unable to move.

  Wang Hui, who received the news, quickly brought the remaining troops to occupy the entire city.

  There are also six towers. Due to the heavy wind and rain that day, the defenders were not cleared, and fighting broke out in these places soon.

   "Your Excellency, the enemy has entered the city!" The adjutant rolled in in a panic.

  Corquila was surprised: "How did they enter the city?"

  The adjutant replied: "It should be a typhoon attack, quietly occupying a city wall."

  Coquella was shocked: "Hurry up and invite the archbishop into the castle!"

  There are hospitals, schools, and churches in the city, all of which are important strongholds.

   "Archbishop, the Chinese army is coming!" A large number of Spanish civilians fled towards churches and castles.

  Luo Wenzao took up arms, intending to assist the archbishop in defending the church.

  Luo Wenzao, courtesy name Ruding, alias Wocun, was born in Fu'an, Fujian, and his parents were Buddhists.

   Zhao Han ordered the expulsion of unruly missionaries, Luo Wenzao followed the Franciscan priests, abandoned his family and fled to Manila, and was allowed to live in the church.

  Historically, this guy was the first Chinese bishop in the world.

   "There is a Tang man here, kill him quickly!" Spanish civilians discovered Luo Wenzao.

  Archbishop Miguel hurriedly shouted: "He is a believer, he is the most faithful believer of the Lord!"

  However, to no avail, the angry and frightened Spanish civilians collectively killed Luo Wenzao.

  In another time and space, Luo Wenzao was placed under house arrest in Manila because of the "China Etiquette Dispute". For things that are out of reach, the Chinese missionaries must be placed under house arrest, not to mention that the Datong Army has now entered the city.

  Luo Wenzao wanted to defend himself, saying that he would help defend the church.

   But before he could finish his sentence, a Spanish civilian's club came over.

  The crucifix stands in the church hall. Under the gaze of Jesus, Luo Wenzao was beaten to death by Spanish civilians.

  Archbishop Miguel hid beside him in fright, drew a cross on his chest and said, "Poor man, may you ascend to heaven, and the Lord will bless you."

  The weather is too humid, even if it is properly kept, the gunpowder on both sides will be damp.

  Even the surviving Pampanga soldiers found it difficult to fight with their bows and arrows, because the power of the bowstring became very pitiful when it was damp.

   Completely turned into a cold weapon battle, thousands of Datong troops broke into the church, and Archbishop Miguel had no time to escape into the castle.

   "The Lord will punish these heretics!"

   Miguel pointed at the Datong Army, hissing and lung-piercing curses.

  Philippine missionaries, not a single innocent. The Archbishop of Manila is the only existence other than the governor. He has participated in the Tu Hua incident every time, and even played a role in fueling the flames.

  The missionaries distributed in villages and towns must be the largest local landlords and the local supreme rulers.

   When the Spanish civilians were 80% killed, Miguel raised his scepter and rushed over.

   Just approached, he was chopped down with a knife.

  Churchs, schools, hospitals... have been occupied one after another, leaving only the castle garrisoned by the governor.

  (end of this chapter)