The Revolt of the Three Feudatories: All-in at the start in Beijing

Chapter 137 Anthony: Let's Talk It Out



Chapter 137 Anthony: Let's Talk It Out

Spain is now plagued by a constant influx of refugees, and Manila, far from the Spanish mainland, was his only refuge, yet it was destroyed because of this man, so he loudly issued an order.

"Today, I, Antony, a Spanish nobleman, will show the Han Chinese what's what! Follow me and charge!!"

"It's time to serve the King faithfully!"

Upon hearing this, the young guards were thrilled and drew their flintlock pistols, rushing directly towards Yin Huasheng.

Anthony stepped back, shielding himself with his guards, then turned and mounted his horse, galloping away.

Warrior spirit?

To be loyal to the king?

What if he/she dies?

Who has he spent all the gold he's embezzled over the years?

As Anthony moved further and further away, his guards, unaware of the danger, engaged in a fierce battle with Yin Huasheng's personal guards.

The long-barreled flintlock muskets were almost overwhelming; even if they didn't kill with a shot, they could be killed by bayonet thrusts, and the outcome was decided very quickly.

As the last guard fell into a pool of blood, he turned his head and saw only Anthony's back, and immediately launched into a tirade of curses.

"Coward, coward!"

Anthony could not hear, and even if he could, he would be unmoved, but in the end he still could not escape. He encountered the Han army at the south gate and was captured.

The entire city of Manila is only about the size of eight or nine football fields, and more than 10,000 Han soldiers have completely surrounded it.

When Yin Huasheng brought Anthony to the interrogation room of the governor's mansion, he immediately went up to the old man, Metsuiko, and gave him a hug.

I escaped death this time.

It's all because of Metsuiko's stubbornness.

"Let me go first!"

Metsuyi, with a strength he didn't know where it came from, broke free from Yin Huasheng's embrace and pulled a meter-long leather whip from a bucket of water beside him.

Then he grinned and looked at Anthony.

"I told you, if I didn't die, I'd whip you to death, but I've changed my mind!"

"Because I'm going to castrate you!"

"You know what a eunuch is!"

Anthony was initially quite happy to hear the words "change of mind," but when he heard about castration and eunuchs, he began to tremble.

Snapped!

But just as Anthony was about to beg for mercy, Metsu lashed him across the mouth with a whip, rendering him speechless.

The next morning, more than 12,000 Han people gathered in the sugarcane fields outside the Eighth Company Han camp.

They were locked in the camp, only hearing the sounds of gunfire and artillery, knowing only that Manila had changed hands, but unaware of who was about to rule them.

In June in Manila, the sugarcane had grown to a meter tall, and more than 3,000 naked Spaniards and 2,000 Luzon native soldiers knelt among the sugarcane.

Beside these people were Han soldiers holding muskets and bayonets, with their feet on their necks.

Yin Huasheng stood on the city wall, holding a tin megaphone, and shouted at the Han people in the Eighth Company camp.

"Fellow countrymen, the Central Plains are now under the rule of our great Han Dynasty, the Manchu Tartars have been wiped out, and this place, Luzon Island, is also the land of our great Han Dynasty."

"These Spaniards massacred our Han Chinese three times, each time killing 20,000 to 30,000 people. How can we forget such a blood feud?"

"Today, let's bury them in the sugarcane field so that the sugarcane grows better and better. What do you say?"

After hearing Yin Huasheng's words, the Han Chinese people in Manila who were nearby jumped up and cheered.

Because they no longer had to live in constant fear of being killed by the Spanish at any moment, like pigs or dogs.

As the word spread, cheers from all the Han Chinese outside the Eighth Company camp almost echoed throughout Manila Bay, startling the seagulls into taking flight once more.

Yin Huasheng's third uncle jumped up in the crowd and shouted.

"Kill them and plant them in the sugarcane fields!"

This shout completely stirred up emotions, and all the Han people demanded the immediate execution of the Spaniard.

Yin Huasheng also stopped delaying.

"Execute!"

Upon hearing the military order, all the Han soldiers exerted force with their feet, trampling the Spaniards and natives like pigs being slaughtered.

*Thud thud thud.* As the soldier thrust his bayonet, the sound of a bayonet piercing flesh echoed through the sugarcane field.

Some of those whose families had been hurt by Spain burst into tears upon seeing this, and some even knelt down in prayer, perhaps because they were all alone and praying to heaven.

Deep within the sugarcane field, Metsuyi, supported by soldiers, held a small curved knife, similar to a scalpel in later times.

He limped toward Anthony.

"Old man, you'd better not move!"

"I specifically consulted the eunuchs around His Majesty about this technique; they would never cut too much."

As Metsuiko approached step by step, Anthony, who was bound to the ground with his legs spread apart, began to shake wildly in terror, wishing he could just die.

Metsuiko was indeed skilled; after completing the castration, she left immediately.

After leaving the three-meter selection area, Metsuyi stopped and turned to look at the wailing Anthony.

"You didn't kill me yesterday, and I, Metsuiko, as the former governor of the Dutch East India Company's largest territory in Southeast Asia, and now the Marquis of Holland in the Great Han Empire, will not kill you today either. You are welcome to seek revenge!"

After introducing himself, Metsuyi left with his personal guards. As for letting Anthony go, the three leaders had already discussed it.

Antony posed little threat, and it could even be said that the Kingdom of Spain posed no threat to the Han Dynasty.

Both Yin Huasheng and Xu Chuang, through this incident, are willing to let Metsuike take revenge. Nothing is more difficult than eunuchs, and this is the greatest revenge.

Xu Chuang and his two companions did not linger in Manila for long. The next morning, three hundred ships carrying a full load of supplies continued south. They still needed to capture Malacca and block the Dutch's route.

So they stayed behind, and this time they appointed a centurion of the Imperial Guard to lead a hundred Han soldiers. They also selected two thousand decent soldiers from among the Han people in Manila to guard Manila.

Meanwhile, the military report has been sent, and the Imperial Guard centurion in Manila is also waiting for the emperor's reply and the arrival of troops in Manila.

Meanwhile, in June, Beihai was just entering spring, surrounded by fertile grasslands and grazing cattle and sheep. The nearby city of Nerchinsk had already transformed from its original log walls into rammed earth walls encased in blue bricks.

The entire city was the size of a county town, with rammed earth houses and black tiles inside. The largest, the Jilin Prefectural Government Office, even had three floors.

It is the largest building in Nerchinsk.

Inside the largest military camp in the west of the city, soldiers dressed in khaki overcoats and wearing round helmets were training, each wielding a long spear or long sword.

Aguda, dressed in the uniform of a Han general, stood with his hands behind his back watching the soldiers drill, occasionally swearing.

"Give it your all, push harder!"

Spain is now plagued by a constant influx of refugees, and Manila, far from the Spanish mainland, was his only refuge, yet it was destroyed because of this man, so he loudly issued an order.

"Today, I, Antony, a Spanish nobleman, will show the Han Chinese what's what! Follow me and charge!!"

"It's time to serve the King faithfully!"

Upon hearing this, the young guards were thrilled and drew their flintlock pistols, rushing directly towards Yin Huasheng.

Anthony stepped back, shielding himself with his guards, then turned and mounted his horse, galloping away.

Warrior spirit?

To be loyal to the king?

What if he/she dies?

Who has he spent all the gold he's embezzled over the years?

As Anthony moved further and further away, his guards, unaware of the danger, engaged in a fierce battle with Yin Huasheng's personal guards.

The long-barreled flintlock muskets were almost overwhelming; even if they didn't kill with a shot, they could be killed by bayonet thrusts, and the outcome was decided very quickly.

As the last guard fell into a pool of blood, he turned his head and saw only Anthony's back, and immediately launched into a tirade of curses.

"Coward, coward!"

Anthony could not hear, and even if he could, he would be unmoved, but in the end he still could not escape. He encountered the Han army at the south gate and was captured.

The entire city of Manila is only about the size of eight or nine football fields, and more than 10,000 Han soldiers have completely surrounded it.

When Yin Huasheng brought Anthony to the interrogation room of the governor's mansion, he immediately went up to the old man, Metsuiko, and gave him a hug.

I escaped death this time.

It's all because of Metsuiko's stubbornness.

"Let me go first!"

Metsuyi, with a strength he didn't know where it came from, broke free from Yin Huasheng's embrace and pulled a meter-long leather whip from a bucket of water beside him.

Then he grinned and looked at Anthony.

"I told you, if I didn't die, I'd whip you to death, but I've changed my mind!"

"Because I'm going to castrate you!"

"You know what a eunuch is!"

Anthony was initially quite happy to hear the words "change of mind," but when he heard about castration and eunuchs, he began to tremble.

Snapped!

But just as Anthony was about to beg for mercy, Metsu lashed him across the mouth with a whip, rendering him speechless.

The next morning, more than 12,000 Han people gathered in the sugarcane fields outside the Eighth Company Han camp.

They were locked in the camp, only hearing the sounds of gunfire and artillery, knowing only that Manila had changed hands, but unaware of who was about to rule them.

In June in Manila, the sugarcane had grown to a meter tall, and more than 3,000 naked Spaniards and 2,000 Luzon native soldiers knelt among the sugarcane.

Beside these people were Han soldiers holding muskets and bayonets, with their feet on their necks.

Yin Huasheng stood on the city wall, holding a tin megaphone, and shouted at the Han people in the Eighth Company camp.

Spain is now plagued by a constant influx of refugees, and Manila, far from the Spanish mainland, was his only refuge, yet it was destroyed because of this man, so he loudly issued an order.

"Today, I, Antony, a Spanish nobleman, will show the Han Chinese what's what! Follow me and charge!!"

"It's time to serve the King faithfully!"

Upon hearing this, the young guards were thrilled and drew their flintlock pistols, rushing directly towards Yin Huasheng.

Anthony stepped back, shielding himself with his guards, then turned and mounted his horse, galloping away.

Warrior spirit?

To be loyal to the king?

What if he/she dies?

Who has he spent all the gold he's embezzled over the years?

As Anthony moved further and further away, his guards, unaware of the danger, engaged in a fierce battle with Yin Huasheng's personal guards.

The long-barreled flintlock muskets were almost overwhelming; even if they didn't kill with a shot, they could be killed by bayonet thrusts, and the outcome was decided very quickly.

As the last guard fell into a pool of blood, he turned his head and saw only Anthony's back, and immediately launched into a tirade of curses.

"Coward, coward!"

Anthony could not hear, and even if he could, he would be unmoved, but in the end he still could not escape. He encountered the Han army at the south gate and was captured.

The entire city of Manila is only about the size of eight or nine football fields, and more than 10,000 Han soldiers have completely surrounded it.

When Yin Huasheng brought Anthony to the interrogation room of the governor's mansion, he immediately went up to the old man, Metsuiko, and gave him a hug.

I escaped death this time.

It's all because of Metsuiko's stubbornness.

"Let me go first!"

Metsuyi, with a strength he didn't know where it came from, broke free from Yin Huasheng's embrace and pulled a meter-long leather whip from a bucket of water beside him.

Then he grinned and looked at Anthony.

"I told you, if I didn't die, I'd whip you to death, but I've changed my mind!"

"Because I'm going to castrate you!"

"You know what a eunuch is!"

Anthony was initially quite happy to hear the words "change of mind," but when he heard about castration and eunuchs, he began to tremble.

Snapped!

But just as Anthony was about to beg for mercy, Metsu lashed him across the mouth with a whip, rendering him speechless.

The next morning, more than 12,000 Han people gathered in the sugarcane fields outside the Eighth Company Han camp.

They were locked in the camp, only hearing the sounds of gunfire and artillery, knowing only that Manila had changed hands, but unaware of who was about to rule them.

In June in Manila, the sugarcane had grown to a meter tall, and more than 3,000 naked Spaniards and 2,000 Luzon native soldiers knelt among the sugarcane.

Beside these people were Han soldiers holding muskets and bayonets, with their feet on their necks.

Yin Huasheng stood on the city wall, holding a tin megaphone, and shouted at the Han people in the Eighth Company camp.

Spain is now plagued by a constant influx of refugees, and Manila, far from the Spanish mainland, was his only refuge, yet it was destroyed because of this man, so he loudly issued an order.

"Today, I, Antony, a Spanish nobleman, will show the Han Chinese what's what! Follow me and charge!!"

"It's time to serve the King faithfully!"

Upon hearing this, the young guards were thrilled and drew their flintlock pistols, rushing directly towards Yin Huasheng.

Anthony stepped back, shielding himself with his guards, then turned and mounted his horse, galloping away.

Warrior spirit?

To be loyal to the king?

What if he/she dies?

Who has he spent all the gold he's embezzled over the years?

As Anthony moved further and further away, his guards, unaware of the danger, engaged in a fierce battle with Yin Huasheng's personal guards.

The long-barreled flintlock muskets were almost overwhelming; even if they didn't kill with a shot, they could be killed by bayonet thrusts, and the outcome was decided very quickly.

As the last guard fell into a pool of blood, he turned his head and saw only Anthony's back, and immediately launched into a tirade of curses.

"Coward, coward!"

Anthony couldn't hear, and even if he could hear, he would remain unmoved. But in the end, he still couldn't escape. He encountered the Han army at the south gate and was captured.

The entire city of Manila is only about the size of eight or nine football fields, and more than 10,000 Han soldiers have completely surrounded it.

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When Yin Huasheng brought Anthony to the interrogation room of the governor's mansion, he immediately went up to the old man, Metsuiko, and gave him a hug.

I escaped death this time.

It's all because of Metsuiko's stubbornness.

"Let me go first!"

Metsuyi, with a strength he didn't know where it came from, broke free from Yin Huasheng's embrace and pulled a meter-long leather whip from a bucket of water beside him.

Then he grinned and looked at Anthony.

"I told you, if I didn't die, I'd whip you to death, but I've changed my mind!"

"Because I'm going to castrate you!"

"You know what a eunuch is!"

Anthony was initially quite happy to hear the words "change of mind," but when he heard about castration and eunuchs, he began to tremble.

Snapped!

But just as Anthony was about to beg for mercy, Metsu lashed him across the mouth with a whip, rendering him speechless.

The next morning, more than 12,000 Han people gathered in the sugarcane fields outside the Eighth Company Han camp.

They were locked in the camp, only hearing the sounds of gunfire and artillery, knowing only that Manila had changed hands, but unaware of who was about to rule them.

In June in Manila, the sugarcane had grown to a meter tall, and more than 3,000 naked Spaniards and 2,000 Luzon native soldiers knelt among the sugarcane.

Beside these people were Han soldiers holding muskets and bayonets, with their feet on their necks.

Spain is now plagued by a constant influx of refugees, and Manila, far from the Spanish mainland, was his only refuge, yet it was destroyed because of this man, so he loudly issued an order.

"Today, I, Antony, a Spanish nobleman, will show the Han Chinese what's what! Follow me and charge!!"

"It's time to serve the King faithfully!"

Upon hearing this, the young guards were thrilled and drew their flintlock pistols, rushing directly towards Yin Huasheng.

Anthony stepped back, shielding himself with his guards, then turned and mounted his horse, galloping away.

Warrior spirit?

To be loyal to the king?

What if he/she dies?

Who has he spent all the gold he's embezzled over the years?

As Anthony moved further and further away, his guards, unaware of the danger, engaged in a fierce battle with Yin Huasheng's personal guards.

The long-barreled flintlock muskets were almost overwhelming; even if they didn't kill with a shot, they could be killed by bayonet thrusts, and the outcome was decided very quickly.

As the last guard fell into a pool of blood, he turned his head and saw only Anthony's back, and immediately launched into a tirade of curses.

"Coward, coward!"

Anthony could not hear, and even if he could, he would be unmoved, but in the end he still could not escape. He encountered the Han army at the south gate and was captured.

The entire city of Manila is only about the size of eight or nine football fields, and more than 10,000 Han soldiers have completely surrounded it.

When Yin Huasheng brought Anthony to the interrogation room of the governor's mansion, he immediately went up to the old man, Metsuiko, and gave him a hug.

I escaped death this time.

It's all because of Metsuiko's stubbornness.

"Let me go first!"

Metsuyi, with a strength he didn't know where it came from, broke free from Yin Huasheng's embrace and pulled a meter-long leather whip from a bucket of water beside him.

Then he grinned and looked at Anthony.

"I told you, if I didn't die, I'd whip you to death, but I've changed my mind!"

"Because I'm going to castrate you!"

"You know what a eunuch is!"

Anthony was initially quite happy to hear the words "change of mind," but when he heard about castration and eunuchs, he began to tremble.

Snapped!

But just as Anthony was about to beg for mercy, Metsu lashed him across the mouth with a whip, rendering him speechless.

The next morning, more than 12,000 Han people gathered in the sugarcane fields outside the Eighth Company Han camp.

They were locked in the camp, only hearing the sounds of gunfire and artillery, knowing only that Manila had changed hands, but unaware of who was about to rule them.

In June in Manila, the sugarcane had grown to a meter tall, and more than 3,000 naked Spaniards and 2,000 Luzon native soldiers knelt among the sugarcane.

Beside these people were Han soldiers holding muskets and bayonets, with their feet on their necks.

Yin Huasheng stood on the city wall, holding a tin megaphone, and shouted at the Han people in the Eighth Company camp.

Spain is now plagued by a constant influx of refugees, and Manila, far from the Spanish mainland, was his only refuge, yet it was destroyed because of this man, so he loudly issued an order.

"Today, I, Antony, a Spanish nobleman, will show the Han Chinese what's what! Follow me and charge!!"

"It's time to serve the King faithfully!"

Upon hearing this, the young guards were thrilled and drew their flintlock pistols, rushing directly towards Yin Huasheng.

Anthony stepped back, shielding himself with his guards, then turned and mounted his horse, galloping away.

Warrior spirit?

To be loyal to the king?

What if he/she dies?

Who has he spent all the gold he's embezzled over the years?

As Anthony moved further and further away, his guards, unaware of the danger, engaged in a fierce battle with Yin Huasheng's personal guards.

The long-barreled flintlock muskets were almost overwhelming; even if they didn't kill with a shot, they could be killed by bayonet thrusts, and the outcome was decided very quickly.

As the last guard fell into a pool of blood, he turned his head and saw only Anthony's back, and immediately launched into a tirade of curses.

"Coward, coward!"

Anthony could not hear, and even if he could, he would be unmoved, but in the end he still could not escape. He encountered the Han army at the south gate and was captured.

The entire city of Manila is only about the size of eight or nine football fields, and more than 10,000 Han soldiers have completely surrounded it.

When Yin Huasheng brought Anthony to the interrogation room of the governor's mansion, he immediately went up to the old man, Metsuiko, and gave him a hug.

I escaped death this time.

It's all because of Metsuiko's stubbornness.

"Let me go first!"

Metsuyi, with a strength he didn't know where it came from, broke free from Yin Huasheng's embrace and pulled a meter-long leather whip from a bucket of water beside him.

Then he grinned and looked at Anthony.

"I told you, if I didn't die, I'd whip you to death, but I've changed my mind!"

"Because I'm going to castrate you!"

"You know what a eunuch is!"

Anthony was initially quite happy to hear the words "change of mind," but when he heard about castration and eunuchs, he began to tremble.

Snapped!

But just as Anthony was about to beg for mercy, Metsu lashed him across the mouth with a whip, rendering him speechless.

The next morning, more than 12,000 Han people gathered in the sugarcane fields outside the Eighth Company Han camp.

They were locked in the camp, only hearing the sounds of gunfire and artillery, knowing only that Manila had changed hands, but unaware of who was about to rule them.

In June in Manila, the sugarcane had grown to a meter tall, and more than 3,000 naked Spaniards and 2,000 Luzon native soldiers knelt among the sugarcane.

Beside these people were Han soldiers holding muskets and bayonets, with their feet on their necks.

Yin Huasheng stood on the city wall, holding a tin megaphone, and shouted at the Han people in the Eighth Company camp.

Spain is now plagued by a constant influx of refugees, and Manila, far from the Spanish mainland, was his only refuge, yet it was destroyed because of this man, so he loudly issued an order.

"Today, I, Antony, a Spanish nobleman, will show the Han Chinese what's what! Follow me and charge!!"

"It's time to serve the King faithfully!"

Upon hearing this, the young guards were thrilled and drew their flintlock pistols, rushing directly towards Yin Huasheng.

Anthony stepped back, shielding himself with his guards, then turned and mounted his horse, galloping away.

Warrior spirit?

To be loyal to the king?

What if he/she dies?

Who has he spent all the gold he's embezzled over the years?

As Anthony moved further and further away, his guards, unaware of the danger, engaged in a fierce battle with Yin Huasheng's personal guards.

The long-barreled flintlock muskets were almost overwhelming; even if they didn't kill with a shot, they could be killed by bayonet thrusts, and the outcome was decided very quickly.

As the last guard fell into a pool of blood, he turned his head and saw only Anthony's back, and immediately launched into a tirade of curses.

"Coward, coward!"

Anthony could not hear, and even if he could, he would be unmoved, but in the end he still could not escape. He encountered the Han army at the south gate and was captured.

The entire city of Manila is only about the size of eight or nine football fields, and more than 10,000 Han soldiers have completely surrounded it.

When Yin Huasheng brought Anthony to the interrogation room of the governor's mansion, he immediately went up to the old man, Metsuiko, and gave him a hug.

I escaped death this time.

It's all because of Metsuiko's stubbornness.

"Let me go first!"

Metsuyi, with a strength he didn't know where it came from, broke free from Yin Huasheng's embrace and pulled a meter-long leather whip from a bucket of water beside him.

Then he grinned and looked at Anthony.

"I told you, if I didn't die, I'd whip you to death, but I've changed my mind!"

"Because I'm going to castrate you!"

"You know what a eunuch is!"

Anthony was initially quite happy to hear the words "change of mind," but when he heard about castration and eunuchs, he began to tremble.

Snapped!

But just as Anthony was about to beg for mercy, Metsu lashed him across the mouth with a whip, rendering him speechless.

The next morning, more than 12,000 Han people gathered in the sugarcane fields outside the Eighth Company Han camp.

They were locked in the camp, only hearing the sounds of gunfire and artillery, knowing only that Manila had changed hands, but unaware of who was about to rule them.

In June in Manila, the sugarcane had grown to a meter tall, and more than 3,000 naked Spaniards and 2,000 Luzon native soldiers knelt among the sugarcane.

Beside these people were Han soldiers holding muskets and bayonets, with their feet on their necks.

Yin Huasheng stood on the city wall, holding a tin megaphone, and shouted at the Han people in the Eighth Company camp.

Spain is now plagued by a constant influx of refugees, and Manila, far from the Spanish mainland, was his only refuge, yet it was destroyed because of this man, so he loudly issued an order.

"Today, I, Antony, a Spanish nobleman, will show the Han Chinese what's what! Follow me and charge!!"

"It's time to serve the King faithfully!"

Upon hearing this, the young guards were thrilled and drew their flintlock pistols, rushing directly towards Yin Huasheng.

Anthony stepped back, shielding himself with his guards, then turned and mounted his horse, galloping away.

Warrior spirit?

To be loyal to the king?

What if he/she dies?

Who has he spent all the gold he's embezzled over the years?

As Anthony moved further and further away, his guards, unaware of the danger, engaged in a fierce battle with Yin Huasheng's personal guards.

The long-barreled flintlock muskets were almost overwhelming; even if they didn't kill with a shot, they could be killed by bayonet thrusts, and the outcome was decided very quickly.

As the last guard fell into a pool of blood, he turned his head and saw only Anthony's back, and immediately launched into a tirade of curses.

"Coward, coward!"

Anthony could not hear, and even if he could, he would be unmoved, but in the end he still could not escape. He encountered the Han army at the south gate and was captured.

The entire city of Manila is only about the size of eight or nine football fields, and more than 10,000 Han soldiers have completely surrounded it.

When Yin Huasheng brought Anthony to the interrogation room of the governor's mansion, he immediately went up to the old man, Metsuiko, and gave him a hug.

I escaped death this time.

It's all because of Metsuiko's stubbornness.

"Let me go first!"

Metsuyi, with a strength he didn't know where it came from, broke free from Yin Huasheng's embrace and pulled a meter-long leather whip from a bucket of water beside him.

Then he grinned and looked at Anthony.

"I told you, if I didn't die, I'd whip you to death, but I've changed my mind!"

"Because I'm going to castrate you!"

"You know what a eunuch is!"

Anthony was initially quite happy to hear the words "change of mind," but when he heard about castration and eunuchs, he began to tremble.

Snapped!

But just as Anthony was about to beg for mercy, Metsu lashed him across the mouth with a whip, rendering him speechless.

The next morning, more than 12,000 Han people gathered in the sugarcane fields outside the Eighth Company Han camp.

They were locked in the camp, only hearing the sounds of gunfire and artillery, knowing only that Manila had changed hands, but unaware of who was about to rule them.

In June in Manila, the sugarcane had grown to a meter tall, and more than 3,000 naked Spaniards and 2,000 Luzon native soldiers knelt among the sugarcane.

Beside these people were Han soldiers holding muskets and bayonets, with their feet on their necks.

Yin Huasheng stood on the city wall, holding a tin megaphone, and shouted at the Han people in the Eighth Company camp.

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