"Legion Commander, Your Majesty replies!"

The adjutant delivered the letter to Mu Jiansheng.

I unfolded the secret message and read it carefully twice, and a smile appeared.

"His Majesty finally issued an order to prepare all naval guns and aim at the Franji people's fortress to let them experience the power of Ming artillery."

Along with the flag language, Mu Jiansheng's order was conveyed.

The cannons were loaded one by one, the targets were calibrated, and all the cannons were pointed at the fortress built by the Franji people.

Inside the fortress, Francois, the Spanish commander in Mindanao, held a wine glass and sipped the red wine inside.

This is shipped from my hometown and is a rare delicacy in the Far Eastern colonies.

As a rear admiral, being sent to the colony as governor was undoubtedly a rejection.

It is equivalent to cutting off the future.

However, fortunately, this land is quite rich. As long as he plunders it, he can make a lot of wealth before retiring and return to his hometown to become a rich man.

However, most of the local wealth is concentrated in the hands of the Chinese.

If it were before, if you robbed it, you would rob it.

But now it is different from the past. Ming's power has expanded rapidly and has extended to the sea. Ming's fleet is parked outside the port.

If we hadn't taken into account the possibility of a war between the two countries, I'm afraid they would have invaded long ago.

At this juncture, Francois naturally did not dare to let the colonial army help him search for wealth.

However, looking at the wealth there, Francois was unwilling to give up.

So, he came up with an idea, which was to encourage the natives to loot the Chinese community.

After the natives had robbed almost all the wealth, he then led the colonial troops to the scene in the name of suppressing the rebellion and killed all the troublemaking natives. In this way, all the wealth fell into his hands.

Those natives are also dead, so there is no proof of this matter.

Ming Dynasty had no choice but to do anything without evidence.

At that time, he will be able to live the life of a rich man with his wealth.

As for how much friction this will cause between the two countries, he does not consider it.

After finalizing the plan, Francois came to the window and looked at the city below. At this time, the setting sun was like blood, spilling on the sea.

"What a wonderful city, but it's a pity that it will soon be a river of blood."

The corners of Francois's mouth turned up slightly.

"Let the leader of the natives, Heilun, come to see me."

Francois said to the guard.

After a while, a dark-skinned native wearing linen clothes walked into the room.

"Do as I say, and each of us will get half the wealth afterwards. During the operation, I guarantee that no colonial troops will come out to interfere with you."

"Okay!" Heilun showed a cruel smile.

He has long been salivating over the wealth.

If it hadn't been taken by the colonial army, he would have taken action long ago.

Moreover, he has long coveted the women of Ming Dynasty.

Her skin was as smooth as satin and as white as gelatin. She was much better than the dark and skinny native woman.

Today, he can finally try something new.

Heilun pulled out the scimitar from his waist and prepared to lead the natives under his command.

Suddenly, his eyes caught sight of the ships outside the harbor.

He seemed to see a cannon spitting smoke.

"Those Ming people's ships fired their cannons? Impossible, how dare they go to war with the invincible Franji people? Don't they know the reputation of the Franji invincible fleet?"

These thoughts lingered in Heilun's mind.

However, the next second, a cannonball hit the fortress.

Boom!

Accompanied by a loud noise.

A deep hole was created in the rock wall of the fortress, and some gravel fell sparsely.

There was a tremor in the room.

A large amount of dust was shaken off, leaving Francois and Heilun in disgrace.

The priceless red wine was also covered in dust.

However, Francois no longer cares about so much at this time.

He threw the red wine glass aside and ran to the window sill.

Outside the window, in the harbor, the Ming fleet roared.

The cannons emitted smoke, and the shells hit the fortress one after another.

There were explosions everywhere in the fortress, and the rising smoke almost completely obscured the fortress.

"How is it possible? How dare they fire? Aren't they afraid of triggering a war?"

Francois stared at the ships in the harbor in disbelief.

Those ships kept spitting out cannonballs, knocking the entire fortress upside down.

Some city walls were even breached by intensive cannonballs.

"Run!"

Francois didn't dare to stay by the window any longer, so he turned around and ran back, preparing to hide in the bunker.

As a result, at this moment, the entire fortress began to tilt, and Francois lost his balance and fell to the ground.

The next second, the fortress collapsed completely.

Boom!

The huge fortress collapsed, destroying large areas of buildings.

"The grenadiers landed and delivered the emperor's oral instructions. Anyone who doesn't know Ming Dynasty Mandarin will be killed!"

Mu Jiansheng said coldly.

Groups of grenadiers landed ashore in small boats.

They carry rifles and search for all enemies.

A native saw the chaos and planned to take advantage of the chaos to rob.

As soon as he rushed into the Chinese community with a machete, he was shot in the head by a grenadier.

"Is this used to burn the stove for the Queen Mother of the West? Why is it so black?" The grenadier glanced at the dark-skinned native on the ground, and touched the opponent with his bayonet. After confirming that he was dead, he pulled out the bayonet.

, looking for the next target.

Before the fleet arrived, Han Yu asked Jin Yiwei to send people to the island to conduct surveys and find out the situation on the island.

After the army landed ashore, they first protected the Chinese community with the support of Jin Yiwei, and then used this as a foundation to continuously clear out the outside world.

The future criminals, the natives and the Francois, were killed one by one, and their heads were cut off to make the Jingguan.

"Who are they?" A Chinese child opened his eyes curiously and looked at the Ming grenadiers wearing dark blue military uniforms outside.

For as long as he can remember, they have always been bullied.

No one has ever helped them.

Whether they are natives or French people.

Now, these people from the sea are actually helping them.

It made him feel incredible.

"They are Ming people, our army, and our compatriots." An old man said.

"Da Ming." For the first time, the child became interested in this country thousands of miles away.

He wants to know where this country is and why it is helping them.

Seeds sprout in the hearts of children.

The sky is getting brighter and the smoke has finally cleared.

The city of Davao has been turned into ruins, with the corpses of natives and Francois everywhere.

Most of the city has been burned by the war.

But Mu Jiansheng doesn't care, it's just a city, he can build it again as long as he wants.

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Chapter completed!