Nanyang Storm 1864

Chapter 139 No One Can Get Involved

Luzon Islands
Manila

In the back garden of a luxurious Spanish palace-style building in the royal city, many well-dressed white gentlemen and ladies, glasses of wine in hand, chatted in groups of three or four on the sunny lawn, and from time to time, reserved chuckles could be heard.

Not far away
Under the white awning, a long table was covered with a white tablecloth, and it was filled with a variety of fruits, desserts, sausages and wine, which was a dazzling and extremely rich feast.

There are also waiters in white clothes standing behind the cut Spanish ham, using sharp knives to cut delicious ham slices that can be eaten raw for each guest.

This was a high-society dinner held at the Baron Baeno Mendes's residence. Although it was already past seven in the evening, the sun was still shining brightly.

Baron Baeno Mendes was the captain-in-chief of the Spanish Royal Navy's Luzon Fleet. He was a nobleman from Madrid who was conceited and arrogant.

In the "311 Incident", Colonel Baeno Mendez was the fleet commander. He brazenly ordered the firing of the immigrant ship and was the culprit who caused this tragedy.

At this moment, he was holding a glass of champagne, moving among the circles of upper-class gentlemen and celebrities, listening to their flattery and praise, wiping his carefully groomed beard with his hand and revealing a reserved smile.

"The Governor has arrived with Lady Cecilia and Miss Aurora. Gentlemen, please greet them."

Hearing the sound, Baron Baeno Mendes immediately hurried over and placed the half-empty champagne glass on the waiter's tray.

"Your Excellency the Governor, the arrival of you, your wife and your daughter has brought honor to my home. Please allow me to express my most sincere greetings." Baron Baeno-Mendez performed an elegant knight's salute.

The Governor, Major General Pedro Manuel Carvajal, seemed to be in a good mood. He put his arm around his wife, nodded happily and said:

"Thank you for your invitation, my dear Colonel.

I deeply appreciate the resolute and decisive actions you and other brave Spanish warriors have taken to maintain peace in the colony.

By taking strong military action we sent a strong signal to Orientals who were invading our colonial territory.

This is our territory, and no matter in the past, present or future, the Spanish army will resolutely fight back against any greedy attempt to safeguard the glory of the colony."

The Governor-General was more of a politician than a soldier, and his speech won warm applause from the gentlemen and ladies who had gathered around him.

Some lively Spanish guys even put their fingers in their mouths and blew loud whistles.

Baron Baeno Mendes guided us attentively along the way, completely lacking the arrogance he showed towards others. He shamelessly flattered the Governor's wife and said:

"Your beauty is always admired, dear Lady Cecilia, always so radiant.

The entire banquet has been greatly enhanced by your presence. Please allow me to express my sincere respect. If you allow me, I would be honored to be your knight guarding with a sword."

Lady Cecilia was so delighted by his flattery that she covered her mouth with a fan and laughed so hard that her body shook.

He said, "Oh, God! This is the happiest thing I've heard today. I heard that the colonel won another naval battle and captured a lot of Orientals with pigtails."

"If you're interested, Madam, I'd like to tell you about this interesting battle. Oh...it wasn't really a battle, it was just a one-sided turkey hunt."

"Hunting turkeys...that sounds really interesting." Lady Cecilia opened her eyes wide and showed an "I'm very curious" look.

Her breasts were extremely full and towering, revealing their snow-white and deep ravines under the wide-open court-style dress.

After the Governor exchanged greetings, he went to the other side and was talking with several upper-class gentlemen.

Baron Baeno Mendes glanced at the Governor's wife's chest from time to time, with a hint of heat in his eyes, and behaved more attentively.

He began to talk incessantly about his naval battle experiences, portraying himself as wise and brave, and for persisting in fighting in the midst of the war.

He, Baron Baeno Mendes, had a good eloquence, which attracted the admiration of the ladies and girls.

Although Miss Aurora is extremely beautiful, her figure is far from as hot and mature as Mrs. Cecilia's, and she is as tempting as a ripe peach.

"Oh, dear, Miss Anne is asking you to come over. I'll talk to the Baron here for a while and will come to you in a moment."

Lady Cecilia seemingly unintentionally sent Miss Aurora away, and met the Baron's fiery gaze with a knowing wink.

At the Spanish royal court

The trend of debauchery was prevalent, and gossips among the nobles were endless. Lady Cecilia was naturally a veteran in this and could keenly sense the "right" look.

Who is the prey is still unknown?
The other side of the cocktail party

Mr. Sergio Sanchez, who once served as the Governor-General's special envoy, held a champagne glass in his hand, but his expression was rather solemn, not as relaxed as the others.

"Cheer up, Mr. Sanchez, we are here to have fun, aren't we?" Morata-Simon walked over with a glass of wine, his eyes still looking around, looking for a target to hunt.

Mr. Sergio Sanchez frowned and said, "Morata, do you think that the King of Jinghai will let it go after suffering this loss?"

"We won, man, don't worry about it."

"You've been to that island before. The Orientals there are different from the ones we've seen. They're fierce and murderous. I bet these people won't give up."

"What's wrong with you... dear Sergio? This isn't something we should be concerned about. The Governor has his own decision. Besides, we have a powerful fleet and Spanish soldiers. I don't think there will be any danger from those stupid Orientals."

"I hope so, but this gives me a bad feeling."

"You should find a girl to relax with, man. Although we lost the beautiful shells from Mindanao, it won't be long before we get them back." Morata Simon took a sip from the champagne glass in his hand, leaned over and whispered; "I heard from the Governor's Office that the Kingdom plans to send reinforcements and a fleet. When that happens, our strength will be greatly enhanced, and we will be able to get everything back."

"Reinforcements from the Kingdom? Hmph... How many people do you think there will be? Eight hundred or one thousand?"

"The Governor General has requested no fewer than 2,000 men. This will double our defensive strength. If we include the reinforcements from the fleet, the total number could exceed 3,000."

"If that's the case, then there shouldn't be any problem." Sergio Sanchez was quite superstitious about the fighting power of the Spanish army, and his expression obviously relaxed.

In his opinion
Although these Orientals are strong, each Spanish soldier can deal with ten Orientals, and there is no problem at all.

Sergio Sanchez's eyes swept past Governor Pedro Manuel Carvajal who was talking and looked elsewhere.

I just happened to see the Baron leading the Governor's wife to one side, around the dense flowers, and disappearing into the path behind the flowers.

Sergio Sanchez showed a knowing smile on his face, poked Morata-Simon with his arm in a somewhat obscene manner, and whispered;
"Simon, our Governor's wife has been taken away by Mr. Baron. Do you think there will be any problems?"

"Oh...where?"

Morata-Simon's eyes lit up, and he immediately followed Sergio Sanchez's gaze, turned around and looked around eagerly.

Sergio Sanchez let out a deep laugh and said, "Hehehe... that's the place you're looking at. Those two just went in."

"That means... if we wait a few more minutes and rush in, we can see a good show." Morata-Simon responded casually.

"Don't even think about it, unless you're willing to face the Governor's wrath."

"Oh damn, why not me?"

"Believe me, Simon, there's always a chance. Have you heard the rumors about the Governor's wife?"

"You're talking about the Governor-General's incompetence. His daughter is very likely the illegitimate daughter of a certain prince. This is no secret, and many people know it."

“Not a possibility, but a certainty.”

"Oh, God! This is such exciting news. I was saying that the respected Governor looks like a pig, but Miss Aurora is as beautiful as an angel. This is why."

"Okay, keep your voice down."

The center of the dinner was always Governor Pedro Manuel Carvajal, who was surrounded by a group of prestigious colonial officials and was very proud of the compliments given by everyone.

Governor Pedro Manuel Carvajal said;

“Don’t worry, gentlemen.

The Luzon colony would never face the same difficulties as Cuba, where there was always a group of dirty and despicable American cowboys trying to get involved, and those native white people of low blood constantly causing trouble and launching resistance together with the indigenous people.

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I guarantee that no one will be able to shake the colonial rule of the kingdom and every white person will be able to enjoy a happy and peaceful life.

You know, on the southern island of Mindanao, there is a group of lawless Orientals.

Our fleet has responded strongly with military action, and it has been proven that these Orientals are vulnerable.

The Governor's Office will also intensify corresponding military operations, which will be a nightmare for those Orientals.

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I cannot fail to mention the heroic Captain Baeno Mendes, whose fleet delivered a successful blow that dealt a heavy blow to the territorial ambitions of the Orientals.

The Governor-General's Office will commend the Colonel and award him a medal of bravery as a reward for this successful combat operation, and he deserves cheers.

Oh...where's Colonel Baeno Mendez?"

As the Governor finished speaking, everyone looked back and was shocked to find that Colonel Baeno Mendes was no longer there. No one knew where he had gone.

At this time, someone came to the rescue: "Oh, Mr. Governor, Mr. Colonel may have drunk too much champagne, so please excuse me for a moment."

"Well, it was a great feast," said the Governor, Pedro Manuel Carvajal, as he came down the steps and continued the conversation.

"Well, sir. Where were we?

Oh...right.

Our military action dealt a heavy blow to the territorial ambitions of the Orientals.

What I want to say is that this is just the beginning, not the end.

We need to use continuous and tough military actions to tell those who dare to lay hands on Spanish colonies;

Tremble under the soldiers' bayonets and gun barrels, there is no mercy or forgiveness, only death and endless fear..."

The Governor-General's passionate impromptu speech once again won warm applause. Everyone present smiled and was flooded with flattering praise...

(End of this chapter)