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Chapter 829: The Emperor's Mind! Seeking the Moon

The advancement speed of the Ming army was obviously far beyond Santos' expectations.

In his opinion, their arrival should have been able to stabilize the situation, but the reality is that the situation is still difficult. The Ming army used local grenades to open the way and easily broke through the Spanish blockade.

Then there was a fierce close-knit fight, and the cruelty of street fighting was fully reflected at this moment.

"Kill them all, kill all these thieves!"

Santos almost roared.

"Don't hesitate."

"If we don't kill them, we will die!"

Santos wants to motivate the soldiers to the greatest extent.

He has a clearer understanding of his position than at the beginning.

Keep it, as long as you can keep it, you will be victorious.

On the other side, the Ming army obviously did not intend to give the Spaniards the chance to continue to drag on.

For them, ending the battle as much as possible is what they need to do the most.

Gan Hui was like a god descending to earth, calmly commanding the battle.

The Ironman Army fights Spanish soldiers as relaxed and comfortable as they beat children.

The Ming army was advancing extremely fast with the rumbling drums, and soon a hole was torn into the defense line built by the Spaniards.

"Kill, rush in!"

The Spanish-busted chest wall was vulnerable, just like a pile of cotton.

In close combat, the Ming army's coordinated combat capabilities were fully reflected.

Perhaps the Spaniards can barely grit their teeth in individual combat, but in terms of cooperation, they may not be at the same level.

"Your Highness has an order to rush into the armory to reward a thousand taels of silver."

This was a very generous reward that made countless soldiers envious.

Their monthly military salary is only 2 taels, and one thousand taels is definitely a huge temptation.

There must be brave men under heavy rewards. In addition, the Ming army itself has a high morale, and in an instant, the Ming army tear the gap wider and wider.

The essence of street fighting lies in seizing the terrain. As long as you occupy a suitable position and then slowly apply it, you can continuously expand your advantage, just like a snowball.

Gan Hui is very good at this tactic and quickly accumulates advantages.

The greater the advantage of the Ming army, the worse Santos' mood would be.

He didn't know how the situation was so bad, but judging from the current situation, it probably won't last long.

This was a catastrophe for the Spaniards.

After all, there are countless muskets, gunpowder, and cannons in the armory.

If these things fall into the hands of the Ming army, the consequences will be unimaginable.

After all, the Ming army has an overwhelming advantage now, and with a large number of firearms, I just don’t know how to lose.

But if you don't leave now, you may really not be able to leave.

Santos was in a difficult situation for a moment. Whether to leave or stay was really a difficult decision.

After hesitating for a long time, Santos decided to evacuate.

As long as people are there, there is hope.

If everyone dies, everything is really over.

"Retreat, retreat quickly. When the Ming army attacked near, come and evacuate."





The Ming army won the armory at a very small price, which undoubtedly gave Zheng Chenggong a reassurance.

At first he felt that the Spaniards had been operating in Manila for many years and had a deep foundation.

Although the army he led was very powerful in combat, it may not be able to gain much advantage in the Spanish territory.

But now it seems that the Spanish's combat power is not very strong, and they ran away before the Ming army had even fully exerted their strength.

"Your Highness, the next step is to take down the granary. As long as you can take down the granary, the morale of the Spaniards will definitely collapse."

"Haha, it's really worth the effort of my king."

Zheng Chenggong was still very pleased with the efforts of the soldiers.

If this continues, it will not take long for the Ming army to completely capture Manila City.

"Gan Hui, I think that the evildoers must not be allowed to escape. Otherwise, I will let the tiger return to the mountain, and there will be endless troubles."

Zheng Chenggong said in a deep voice: "Send orders to block all ports in Manila, and you must not let a Frankie escape."

If all evil is eliminated, Zheng Chenggong will never be soft-hearted.

The city of Manila is very important. Once taken down, the nearby islands and sea areas will be under the control of the Ming army.

This is very beneficial to the control of the Maritime Silk Road in the future.

"Your Highness, don't worry. With me here, even a red-haired ghost can't escape."

Gan Hui patted his chest as a guarantee, and he was very confident.

Now that Ming Jun's appetite has been completely lifted, it is naturally impossible to let go easily.

"His Majesty the Emperor is really far-sighted. As long as we take over Nanyang, our Ming Dynasty's trade will be more abundant."

Zheng Chenggong bowed toward the direction of the Central Plains, his eyes full of hope.





Capital, Forbidden City.

Zhu Youlang looked at a series of reports sent back from the front line and smiled for a moment.

"Haha, the King of Jin did not disappoint me, and he has already taken over the capital of Yarkand."

"Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty. This is a sign of regaining the Western Regions. This is a blessing for the Ming Dynasty."

Han Miao quickly flattered Zhu Youlang and slapped him into a state of ecstasy.

"Well, that's true. If you can open up a foundation for all generations, it will be a great thing. I hope to do something for my descendants, so that I can also remember the Ming Dynasty and my good things in the future."

After a moment of pause, Zhu Youlang continued: "How is the Zhong King? After all, the sea route is not as good as the land route. I haven't received the news for a long time."

Going to the Southeast Asian Sea and regaining the Western Regions were the top priorities in recent times.

Compared with the Western Regions, the situation in Southeast Asia has obviously been more complicated recently.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, about the naval battle, His Highness, King Zhong, is unparalleled in the world, and it is impossible for anyone to be his opponent."

Han Miao felt a little regretful after saying this.

Did he praise Zheng Chenggong too highly?

Although these are all facts, hearing the emperor's ears is a completely different feeling.

Fortunately, Zhu Youlang didn't care at all, but cleared his throat and said, "Yes, I'm too worried. How are the prince's side recently?"

"His prince was diligent and self-disciplined during his reign in Nanjing, and was unanimously praised by all the officials, and they all said that he looked like his Majesty when he was young."

Zhu Youlang couldn't help but feel a little moved when he heard this.

Yes, he is already forty, and the prince is about to win the crown.

Time flies so fast.

"Please take the prince to the capital in a few days. I will educate him personally."

Although the prince is good at handling government affairs, some things need to be taught by Zhu Youlang himself.

For example, the mind of emperors is generally not worthy of being told by outsiders, that is, the father and son chat about family matters behind closed doors.

"According to the order, I will then order people to pass it to the Nanjing Lijian and ask His Royal Highness to return to the capital."

Han Miao was very happy when he heard this. The prince returned to Beijing, and His Majesty the Emperor was also happy, right?




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