When Bolu was hurriedly pulled back to the camp by his personal soldiers, it was already sunset and dusk.

The soldiers born in the Ming City retreated like a tide, leaving hundreds of corpses of the soldiers.

The whole city below is like a huge morgue.

Countless black figures hovered in the air, screaming.

Bangbangya never thought about how he lost until he died.

The bodies that fell below Mingcheng, the eyes that were wide open were filled with a hint of surprise and horror.

"Well," looked at the corpses all over the ground,

Lin Xu started to retching directly. Fortunately, Mingcheng didn't have much food, so he drank a bowl of porridge in one day. Otherwise, he would have been too serious.

A group of civilians were commanded by Ming soldiers and swept the bodies of the soldiers outside the city.

"Did you see it?"

"If it weren't for the Ming Wang Rende and other untouchables entering the city, the fate of today's life was yours." A deputy chief led by the leader pointed to the wreckage all over the ground and said coldly.

“Yes, yes,”

"The Ming Wang is kind and the Ming Ming is mighty." On the side, many farmers quickly agreed.

"Xu'er, it's okay!" Uncle Lin came up and looked at the pale-faced baby.

I have to say that these scimitars of the former soldiers were indeed easy to use, and the Ming army picked up these very light scimitars.

The afterglow of the sunset shines in the big pit, the broken scimitar and arrows reflect bright light. Under the bright shackles, a group of blurred figures flashed in the rain forest...

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The Spanish army camped like a hilly camp two miles away from Mingcheng.

Out of distrust of the life of the Spanish, the Spanish deliberately distanced him from Bolu's camp for a long time.

Jillan led the grenadier company and the musketeer company to return to the camp without success.

The heavy rain and the special tropical climate in Southeast Asia made the Spanish soldiers present complain.

Especially the spearmen, the heavy plate armor protected the whole body, and the moisture and rain torture these big men.

The soaked plate armor was a little heavier than before, and the soldiers' marching speed was a little slower than before.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Jillan also looked unhappy.

This damn heavy rain!

Jill's heart cursing,

If it weren't for this damn heavy rain, the four scattered cannons transported to the hillock would have already collapsed the Mingcheng wall.

I don’t have to take hundreds of soldiers forward in the heavy rain now.

The Ming army, who thought that the panic of people who were bombarded by their own people, would be captured by Shengfan soldiers, but who would have thought that the attack would be left with only corpses all day long.

Even Bo Lu was bombarded by the Ming army and was half dead.

Gilan didn't say anything more,

In any case, he is sure to win this war.

Although the Luzon natives led by Bolu today suffered a crushing defeat, they also consumed the ammunition and personnel of the Ming army defending the city. As long as the rain stopped,

With the remaining 1,000 native soldiers and their artillery soldiers, they are sure to capture Mingcheng.

As for how many local natives in Luzon would die, Tajir Ann would not care. Anyway, the lives of these native natives in Luzon were not as precious as those from the Spanish.

After returning to the camp, Jier'an immediately sent several village chiefs to Bolu's camp.

After all, Bolu's life and death are unknown now, and he must obtain the command of this new force.

"Dear Governor Juan Vargas,"

"This is the first practical report I wrote to you on the front line of Mingcheng. The battle situation in Mingcheng is not optimistic but is still within controllable range.

"As for the Ming army landed in the northern part of Luzon Island, I have a rough judgment on its combat effectiveness after fighting with the natives of Luzon today.

The Ming army showed the qualities that a professional army should have in the use of firearms or cold weapons, and its threat level was far greater than the Chinese and overseas Chinese armed forces decades ago."

"In the last suppression of Chinese and overseas Chinese, we easily eliminated tens of thousands of Chinese armed forces with thousands of Bangya, Japanese soldiers and a few mercenaries."

"However, in this war, the army that fled from Taiwan to northern Philippines crushed the local natives of the Philippines, but it still seemed very backward than the Western army."

"Especially in artillery, they were far behind the European army of the same period. When our European army began to study ballistics and artillery techniques in order to improve the range accuracy of artillery, and created measurement tools such as artillery rules, the Ming army was still at the point of setting off firecrackers based on their feelings, and even did not know how to occupy the commanding heights outside the city."

"At the same time, their firearms were still at the stage of the mezzanine gun. When heavy rains came, they had to use bows and arrows and long swords to deal with the attacks of the natives of the Philippines."

"So they were a powerful medieval army, primitively backward but heroic."

"Due to the continuous bombardment of our army's artillery, the Ming army inevitably suffered a defeat. Now they are curled up in the broken seafighting city. When the rain stops tomorrow, they can basically wipe out this Ming army with the Philippine indigenous armed forces."

"However, compared with the pirates' messy attacks in the past, the Luzon invaders seemed calm and orderly, and even had a high degree of cooperation with the local indigenous peoples. This forced us to consider some loopholes in the protection of the Philippine colonies. With the current one thousand Spanish colonial soldiers unable to defend all the Philippines' territory,

Jillan finished writing the last word gently and rolled the paper. Suddenly, a burst of noise sounded outside the tent.

"What's going on?"

Gil'an frowned and turned around and walked out of the tent.

At this moment, the rainstorm had no intention of stopping. Thunder flashed in the sky not far away.

"School officer, it's not good," a lieutenant ran over hurriedly.

"Emperor, what happened?" Jill'an vaguely had a bad premonition.

"The Ming people attacked the enemy." The rash lieutenant shouted in panic.

At this moment, the adjutant rushed over from nearby.

"Col. Gil'an, the Ming people sneaked into our camp."

"These Ming people quietly left the city by protecting the corpses of the natives of the Philippines, and unknowingly killed our sentinels with the sound of thunder." The adjutant told all the things that happened before.
Chapter completed!