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During the rainy season in the tropics, it may rain several times a day, or it may rain for several days at a time.

It had been raining for the past few days, intermittently, and the rainfall was not very heavy. It would stop in about an hour or two, or maybe three or four hours.

The rain was particularly heavy today, so the Datong Army chose to attack.

How big is it?

It's like God holding a bucket and pouring water down there.

Pampanga people, later officially translated as Pampanga people. They are indigenous people living around Manila. They once resisted Spain, but they have been completely tamed, at least those around the city.

They are the most loyal lackeys of the Spanish colonists!

Mabala's grandfather was killed by the Spaniards. Mabala's father was a Spanish slave. Mabala himself was a Spanish mercenary.

The fort on the city wall was originally equipped with a shack to protect it from rain, but today's rain was so heavy that the shack could not protect it at all.

The Spanish gunners had withdrawn and took shelter in the houses.

Mabala and other Pampanga soldiers were arranged to defend in the fort shack and scoop out the rainwater that could not be drained out of the shack. He scooped it up several times, scooping more and more, and finally gave up and simply lay down on the barrel to rest.

A strong wind blew and the roof of the shack was blown off.

Mabala immediately took his bow and arrow and left. With half a lifetime of experience, he felt that this was the prelude to a typhoon.

The doors and windows in the city were tightly closed, and even the windows in the rooms on the upper floors of Manila City used to observe the enemy's situation were tightly closed. They even nailed the windows shut to prevent them from being blown open by the typhoon.

The Dutch friendly forces also closed the doors and windows and beat them with hammers. Commander Peter even made hot tea.

Two thousand soldiers of the Datong Expeditionary Force rushed forward carrying simple ladders.

There was water on the ground that could not be drained. They waded through the water up to their ankles and braved the violent wind and rain to move forward with difficulty. The wind became stronger and stronger, and some soldiers were knocked down by the strong wind while walking. It took a lot of effort to get up and stand up.

They supported each other to the bottom of the city and put up the ladder on the city wall with difficulty.

More than ten people must work together, otherwise the ladder will be blown away. The Datong Army soldiers at the bottom of the ladder held the ladder tightly and climbed up one by one.

Tie Hong only climbed one meter high when he felt like he was about to be blown away by the wind.

He grabbed the ladder with both hands and used all his strength every time he climbed a little higher.

Not far from him, a soldier lost his grip and fell from the ladder. When he landed, he was blown more than a meter away. And before he could fully stand up, he was blown by the wind and rolled over again. He rolled several meters before stopping his momentum.

Fortunately, the city wall of Manila is not high, and it only took Tiehong gritted his teeth to climb up in less than five minutes.

More and more soldiers entered the city, and Tie Hong divided them into two groups.

One group followed him and rushed into the surrounding rooms to kill people, while the other group opened the city gate to welcome friendly troops in.

The doors and windows of the tower were all closed. Tie Hong took off the wrought iron rod, grabbed the wall with one hand to stabilize his body, and knocked on the door with the iron rod in the other hand.

The Spanish commander and gunner inside were completely unaware of the enemy's arrival. They thought it was friendly troops coming to deliver a message, so they cursed and took the initiative to open the door.

The moment he opened the door, Tie Hong rushed in, and the strong wind howled in from the door.

"Tang people?"

The Spanish commander's eyes widened. Just as he drew his sword, two of the surrounding soldiers had been knocked to death.

This guy rushed forward with a saber in his hand, raised his hand to stab the knife out, and the wrought iron rod was already poking at him. A stick hit him in the chest, knocking him out of breath, and then he was kicked in the abdomen, and he immediately flew back.

Poof!

A stick hit the Spanish commander's head.

Due to the sudden attack, only one Datong soldier was injured in the capture of the tower here. On the contrary, there were more injuries when climbing the wall. They were all blown down by the wind and fell. Some unlucky ones even had their legs broken.

After occupying the front tower, the city gate was also opened, and the Datong soldiers braved the wind and rain to fight towards the Pampanga military camp.

The weather was windy and rainy, and they had no choice but to follow the route pointed out by the religious Chinese.

Although the Chinese could not settle in the city, they could work in the city, otherwise the entire city would not be able to function. The soldiers of Datong silently chanted words such as "forward" and "turn to the right". When they reached the Pampanga military camp, nearly half of them had dispersed, leaving only more than 1,200 people following Tiehong.

"kill!"

The cry of killing came out of his mouth, and was instantly covered up by the sound of wind and rain.

Such bad weather completely disrupted the army's grassroots organization. Based on the training in the "Infantry Drill Code", they spontaneously formed temporary teams nearby. In groups of a few or a dozen people, they rushed into the rooms in the military camp.

Mabala changed her clothes and was lying on the bed sleeping, when she suddenly heard a knock on the door outside.

"You still have to defend the city in such a heavy storm?" Mabala cursed, thinking it was the Spaniards who came to deliver the order.

There are about 30 Pampanga soldiers in this barracks.

Some are sleeping, some are gambling, and some are bragging and chatting.

After trying to blame each other, someone finally opened the door.

Wind and rain poured in through the cracks in the door, and then it was kicked open. The person who opened the door didn't even have time to scream, and was hit in the neck by a knife.

Four people were killed one after another in the house. Mabala, who was lying sleeping, finally felt something was wrong and heard the shouts of his roommates at the same time. He turned over and grabbed the machete. Just as he was about to stand up, he saw a flash of sword light.

Mabala collapsed in pain, but he was not dead yet.

I don't know who stepped on it, and the pain on my body became even worse. He waited for a few seconds before getting up. Just as he was about to raise the knife, he was slashed again in the back, and then stabbed in the lower back.

Mabala fell again, unable to fight this time, and his vision became increasingly blurry.

He felt the violent storm pouring into the room, and as far as he could see there were many feet walking around. He couldn't understand why someone was fighting in a typhoon?

he died.

Tiehong led his troops to annihilate the Pampanga military camp, leaving only one Datong soldier killed and 36 wounded.

However, the wind and rain became more and more severe, and Tie Hong could not gather his troops at all, and he did not dare to lead his troops out of the military camp again. Tiehong had to stay in this military camp to avoid the violent storm. As for the hundreds of soldiers who were lost in the city, they could only survive on their own.

In the afternoon, the typhoon really came and some trees were uprooted.

Inside and outside the city, a large number of houses had their roofs blown off, and the streets in the city were already waist-deep in water. Before dusk, the sky became dark. Tie Hong thought of a Chinese idiom he had learned: wind and rain are like darkness!

“Hell, a typhoon is coming so early this year!”

Peter, the commander of the Dutch army, hid in the house and kept cursing. He still didn't know that Chinese friendly forces had sent troops.

The Spanish governor, Coquilla, also knew nothing about the military situation.

He hid in the castle, drinking ginger tea to relieve the humidity, lying on the rocking chair and smoking his pipe leisurely.

The typhoon lasted for two full days, and the wind and rain finally subsided, and it suddenly became clear in the afternoon of the third day.

"Dududududadududu..."

There was a sudden sound of suona in the city, but Coquilla didn't take it seriously. He didn't know that it was the Datong Army's order to gather troops.

The Datong troops who were scattered and hiding in the houses in the city walked out of the houses one after another and quickly gathered in the direction of the suona.

Tie Hong counted the number of people and found that a total of 2,000 soldiers attacked the city in the rain. Regardless of the known casualties, 28 people were still missing at this time. I don’t know whether he died from a typhoon, died in a battle somewhere, or was sick and unable to move.

After receiving the news, Wang Hui quickly came with the remaining troops to occupy the entire city.

There were still six towers. Due to heavy wind and rain that day, the defenders were not cleared, and fighting soon broke out in these places.

"Your Majesty the Governor, the enemy has entered the city!" the adjutant rolled in in a panic.

Coquilla was surprised: "How did they enter the city?"

The adjutant replied: "It should be a Typhoon attack, occupying a city wall silently."

Coquilla was shocked: "Invite the archbishop into the castle quickly!"

There are hospitals, schools, and churches in the city, all of which are important strongholds.

"Archbishop, the Chinese army is coming!" A large number of Spanish civilians fled towards the church and castle.

Luo Wenzao took up arms and planned to assist the archbishop in defending the church.

Luo Wenzao, whose courtesy name is Ruding and nickname is Wocun, is from Fu'an, Fujian Province. His parents are both Buddhists.

Zhao Han ordered the expulsion of unruly missionaries. Luo Wenzao followed the Franciscan priests, abandoned his family and fled to Manila, where he was allowed to live in the church.

Historically, this guy is the first Chinese bishop in the world.

"There is a Tang man here, kill him quickly!" Spanish civilians discovered Luo Wenzao.

Archbishop Miguel quickly shouted: "He is religious, he is the most faithful believer of the Lord!"

However, it was useless, and the angry and frightened Spanish civilians massacred Luo Wenzao.

In another time and space, Luo Wenzao was under house arrest in Manila because of the "Chinese Etiquette Controversy." Chinese missionaries must be placed under house arrest for anything that cannot be done with eight poles, not to mention that the Datong Army has now invaded the city.

Luo Wenzao wanted to defend himself, saying that he would help defend the church.

But before he could finish a sentence, Spanish civilians struck him with sticks.

The crucifix stands in the church hall. Under the watchful eye of Jesus, Luo Wenzao was beaten to death by Spanish civilians.

Archbishop Miguel was so frightened that he hid beside him, drew a cross on his chest and said, "Poor man, may you ascend to heaven, and the Lord will bless you."

The weather was so humid that even if they were properly stored, the gunpowder on both sides was damp.

Even the remaining Pampanga soldiers found it difficult to fight with their bows and arrows, because the bowstrings became very weak when damp.

It turned into a cold-weapon battle. Thousands of Datong troops broke into the church, and Archbishop Miguel had no time to escape into the castle.

"The Lord will punish these infidels!"

Miguel pointed at the Datong Army and screamed a lung-breaking curse.

There is no innocent missionary in the Philippines. The Archbishop of Manila, second only to the Governor, participated in the massacre of Chinese people every time, and even played a role in fueling the flames.

The missionaries distributed in villages and towns must be the largest landowners and the highest local rulers.

When 80% of the Spanish civilians were killed, Miguel rushed over with his scepter raised.

As soon as he got close, he was chopped down with a knife.

Churches, schools, hospitals... were occupied one after another, leaving only the castle where the governor and his troops were stationed.