Chapter 942: King's Arrival

"Follow me!"

The alley was quiet, and the Marine flagman who was in charge of the charge shouted.

The soldiers who charged this time were his own, a total of fifty people.

Looking at the six injured soldiers lying on the road, his eyes were red.

Now, the entire Marine Corps was bloodshot.

They completely forgot about death, and had only one goal, which was to kill the enemy.

"Kill!" The Marines shouted loudly.

They climbed up from everywhere and rushed to the alley where the Portuguese were hiding.

Hidden in front of the walls on both sides of the alley, they first threw grenades into it. When the enemy dodged the grenades, they rushed into the alley and fired fiercely at the Portuguese soldiers.

The Portuguese soldiers in the alley fell one after another.

"It's a win, there are two officers." A soldier spitted.

This small flag is just a small microcosm of the entire front line.

Because on the two-kilometer-long front, there are hundreds of flagmen leading soldiers to charge.

Building after building was taken down by them, and alley after alley was under their control.

The Portuguese were driven to the edge of the western city of Manila.

While the front battlefield was unstoppable, the attack of the Marines on the flank battlefield was devastating.

The Portuguese at least had rifles, which could compete with the Marines.

The native soldiers fighting with the Marines was no different from being slaughtered.

The Marines almost stood in a row and carried out a carpet attack forward.

Their actions were simple, just pulling the trigger and reloading the bullets.

Faced with such an attack, the native soldiers left a trail of corpses, and after losing five or six thousand people, they collapsed.

Some native soldiers ran around, trying to escape the battlefield.

Many native soldiers knelt down directly, kowtowed to the Marines, begging for their lives.

The Marines directly passed these surrendered native soldiers.

Their mission was the Portuguese soldiers.

Therefore, after defeating the native army, they directly penetrated the flank of the Portuguese.

Without the protection of the native army, the flank of the Portuguese was naturally extremely vulnerable.

It was already very difficult for them to deal with the Marines attacking from the front.

The Marines who suddenly attacked from the side caught them off guard.

Since the alleys were straight, basically from south to north.

After occupying the flank, the Portuguese soldiers in the alleys were exposed to the guns of the Marines.

They directly shot the Portuguese soldiers hiding in the alleys from one end of the alley.

This was equivalent to more than 20,000 Marines attacking from three directions at the same time.

In a very short period of time, more than 8,000 Portuguese soldiers suffered heavy casualties.

Pan Chang found that only more than 600 Marines were protecting an officer and fleeing to the coast.

"Die here or die on the coast, anyway, you can't escape death." Pan Chang said coldly.

He did not forget what the Portuguese did to them when Wanghai City was still Marka City.

This is a group of brutal and inhumane invaders.

Being kind to them is cruel to oneself.

Because in their eyes, except for themselves, people from other places are just inferior humanoid creatures, equivalent to apes.

When he was in Bambu, he also heard from the old man of overseas Song people about the tragic past of the Portuguese massacre of Song people.

There was a through wound on the chest of the old man, which was the wound left by the Portuguese bayonet.

According to his description, the Portuguese massacred overseas Song people regardless of age, and women were humiliated before being killed.

It was these bloody facts that made him deeply understand one thing.

If there was no King Yan, Da Song would decline.

Now Da Song will be under the butcher knife of the Western Tu people, with blood flowing into rivers and heads rolling.

And now, they want the Western Tu people to pay the blood debt.

The blood debt of participating in the civil strife in Da Song, resulting in the death of millions of Song people, and the blood debt of massacring overseas Song people.

"Boom boom boom..."

As he was thinking, he was suddenly attracted by the sound of the ship's guns on the sea.

Their warships were seen flashing with fire.

Then, balls of fire rose from the trenches on the coast.

"Hehe..." Pan Chang led his soldiers to the edge of the west city and looked at this spectacular scene.

Under the bombardment of the ship's guns, the five-mile-long trench fortifications were covered with dust, and almost no place was spared from the bombardment.

He was just enjoying himself, waiting for the next round of shelling, when he suddenly found that the sea was quiet.

Small boats were lowered from the troop transports and came to the shore.

"The attack has been launched at sea, brothers, go ahead, kill these Portuguese from behind." Pan Chang shouted.

"Yes!" The generals responded loudly, and immediately led their soldiers to kill the trench fortifications on the coast.

On the Jinghai flagship, Zhao Xu and Zhou Yi looked at each other and smiled.

He ordered to stop the shelling, and it was through the telescope that he saw a hint of dark green on the edge of Manila.

There is no doubt that the Marines have penetrated Manila.

If this soldier doesn't take the opportunity to land and win the final victory, what is he waiting for?

"I should be able to spend the night in the Portuguese governor's mansion tonight." Zhao Xu smiled softly.

The colonists will naturally not treat themselves badly.

So there are often luxurious facilities for enjoyment in the colonies.

There are often large villas and a bunch of servants in places with beautiful scenery.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. If we can't take this place before dark, I will kick Pan Chang's ass." Zhou Yi laughed.

After that, the two continued to pay attention to the battlefield.

At the same time.

Unlike Zhao Xu's relaxed attitude, Ferrero looked ashen.

Although he only gave Valenza 8,000 soldiers.

But these 8,000 soldiers were all armed with rifles.

These soldiers were easily defeated, and almost all of them were killed or wounded.

The situation of the trenches on the coast was just as miserable.

Under the bombardment of the Dasong warship, the artillery on the entire fortification was almost destroyed.

More than 6,000 Portuguese soldiers hiding in the trenches were also killed or wounded.

The native army had never seen such a scene before, so they were frightened and soldiers kept running away.

Even if there were still some left, I'm afraid they would be useless.

"Governor, surrender, it's impossible to win." Valenza fell while running away, and his face was covered with bloodstains, and he was very embarrassed.

Now, he no longer had the arrogance he had just now.

The fierce attack of the Marines scared him out of his wits.

Hearing this, Ferrero trembled all over, and he looked at the sea.

Small boats carrying soldiers were landing.

Then he looked towards Manila, where the Dasong army had already rushed to the edge of the trench fortifications.

They were fighting with the Portuguese soldiers dispatched there.

But the more than 6,000 Portuguese soldiers who survived could not resist the large number of Dasong soldiers.

Moreover, he had to leave some people to guard the front.

Under the huge disadvantage, the number of Portuguese soldiers behind the fortifications decreased rapidly.

At this moment, the fear of death seized his heart.

He found that he had no courage to die at all.

Nodding, he said to Valenza, "Raise the white flag."

Valenza immediately asked the soldiers to raise the white flag.

It would be too late if it was too late.

On the sea, the white flag raised on the trench fortifications made Zhao Xu stunned.

Then, he said to Zhou Yi, "Docked at the port, we won."