Anti-Qing: Starting from the Jintian Uprising

Chapter 437: The Obsession of Returning to One's Roots (Additional Chapter 4)

As soon as Cyril finished speaking, the chief's face changed suddenly.

"General Cyril, the enemy's firepower is so strong that even you Spaniards can't attack them. Letting my people launch an attack is like sending them to their deaths, isn't that?"

When Cyril heard this, his face changed and he snorted coldly.

"Your Excellency Chief, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"The Tang people hold grudges very well! When Manila massacred the Chinese, your tribe was also involved."

"Once they take over Manila, I'm afraid they will soon settle accounts with you and us."

"You've taken the benefits, but now you don't want to contribute. How can such a good thing be possible?"

When the chief heard this, his expression changed.

But in the end he said.

"My people can launch an attack, but we must have enough advantages."

Cyril said, raising an eyebrow.

"Easy to say!"

"After you defeat the Tang army, everything in the Tang Concession will be yours to do with as you please!"

Unexpectedly, the chief heard this and said immediately.

"No!"

"It's not enough."

"We want not only the concessions, but also all the wealth of the Chinese living in Manila."

Cyril heard this and said without any hesitation.

"of course can!"

Cyril usually would not refuse any request from the dead.

……

Soon, the Spanish counterattack on the fort returned.

boom! Boom boom!

The sound of artillery fire rang out again.

Shell after shell was fired at the enemy who was attacking the artillery position.

Wherever the shells rolled, there was devastation and screams were heard continuously.

But this time Shao An keenly discovered that the enemies rushing up were not Spaniards at all, but local natives of Luzon Island.

A dark-skinned native with disheveled hair and naked upper body rushed forward with a dog-leg knife in his hand.

The natives were visibly panicked as shells whizzed through their crowd.

However, not far behind them was the Spanish supervision team.

The sharp bayonet is against my back!
Under the supervision of the Spanish soldiers, the natives were terrified by the artillery fire, but they had no choice but to grit their teeth and move forward.

At the same time, the Tang army's fleet was still clearing the waterway.

In this battle, the Tang army destroyed the Spanish conspiracy to block the waterway.

But at the beginning of the war, the Spaniards had already sunk several warships in key positions, which the Tang army did not have time to stop.

Therefore, if the Tang army fleet wanted to enter the Manila Port at this time.

The sunken Spanish warships must be towed away from the waterway first.

……

Finally the natives came closer.

Shao An aimed at a target and pulled the trigger.

With a crisp sound, a puff of smoke came out of the muzzle of the gun, the body of the gun fell back, and the butt hit the shoulder socket.

In the distance, a native suddenly fell to the ground and died with a ball of blood bursting out of his chest.

Shao An pulled the bolt, replaced the bullet, and then fired again.

The sound of gunfire continued to ring out, and natives who were charging continued to fall to the ground.

Dada! Dada!

The sound of machine gun fire was also heard.

The hail of metal bullets continued to reap lives.

In a short period of time, it caused great damage to the enemy.

With such heavy casualties, the natives could not hold on even if there were people supervising the battle behind them.

Turn around and start fleeing!
"Stop!"

"No retreat!"

"stop!"

"Go back and continue the attack!" "..."

Seeing this, the Spaniards in charge of supervising the battle began to scold.

He even waved his gun butt, trying to force the natives to go back.

However, the natives had already lost their minds and were unwilling to die again no matter what.

Snapped! Bang bang!

Some Spanish soldiers even pointed their guns at the natives and pulled the trigger.

There was chaos on the battlefield.

But in the end the Spaniards withdrew.

However, although the Spaniards withdrew, they did not give up the plan to recapture the artillery positions captured by the Tang army.

Soon, they returned and launched another attack on the fort.

After several rounds of attacks, the open space in front of the artillery position was already filled with corpses.

The Spaniards finally gave up the delusion of recapture the artillery positions captured by the Tang army.

However, at this time, the Tang army's fleet finally cleared the waterway.

The fleet docked, and the main force of the Tang army began to pass through the dock to prepare for landing.

When the Spaniards saw this, they immediately panicked.

Cyril immediately ordered his troops to retake the port terminal.

However, the Spanish have just taken action.

The Tang army's warships began to aim at the port and deliver firepower.

Amid the roar of naval guns, the Spaniards who were rushing towards the port with great momentum were directly blown to pieces by the naval guns.

You must know that the Tang army's naval guns are all breech-loading cannons with shrapnel shells, and the killing effect is far beyond the reach of the cannons on the Manila fort.

Soon, the main force of the Tang army completed the landing under the cover of naval guns.

Then they marched towards the Manila Fort in a mighty manner!
They were prepared to cooperate with their own troops occupying the artillery positions to complete the encirclement and annihilation of the Spanish troops that were leaving the city for a field battle.

However, when Cyril saw that the situation was not good, he immediately ordered his troops to retreat.

Before the Tang army could form an encirclement, the Spaniards fled.

Seeing this, the Tang army also rushed towards Manila city.

……

"Dad, Dad, good news!"

"The imperial army is coming!"

"Red Hair, Red Hair has lost even the port now!"

Outside Manila, in a typical Chinese-style mansion.

A young man strode up to his old man and spoke with a happy look on his face.

The middle-aged man was drinking tea. After hearing what his son said, he smiled and said.

"Look how happy you are!"

Although he said this, the middle-aged man's face was full of smiles.

Obviously, he was also happy about the Tang Dynasty's recapture of Manila.

After saying that, the middle-aged man said to his son.

"By the way, since the imperial court has come to retake Luzon, our Feng family must lend a hand."

"Go and gather the young men of the tribe immediately, kill pigs and sheep, prepare wine and food, and let's go to entertain the troops!"

Upon hearing this, the young man immediately agreed with a smile on his face.

The middle-aged man asked.

"After the imperial court recaptures Luzon, what plans do you have for the future, my son?"

The young man heard this and said with longing on his face.

"Dad, I want to go back to my hometown to worship my ancestors, meet my relatives, and travel around the beautiful mountains and rivers of my motherland."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded with approval.

"Alas, it's a pity that your great-grandfather died early."

"Otherwise, if he could see the royal army retaking Luzon, he would surely be relieved..."

The middle-aged man’s father was a first-generation immigrant. During the Qianlong period, he smuggled himself to Southeast Asia.

Today, after several generations of operation, the Feng family has built up quite a business in Luzon.

But even so, influenced by traditional concepts, they still have a strong obsession with the words "returning to one's roots"!
……

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