The Ming Dynasty has just been exiled and the Luzon system has awakened.

Luzon, as the largest island in the Philippines, had many Chinese fleeing and settling here during the chaos of the late Ming Dynasty. As the largest city in Luzon, Manila also had the largest number of Chinese settled here.

But Luzon is not a place of settlement, and Manila is not a paradise.The hard-working Chinese have created countless wealth here with their hands, but they have attracted the prying eyes of jackals.

Over the past hundred years, the Spanish colonial government carried out several brutal massacres of local Chinese in order to plunder the wealth from the Chinese.

Hundreds of thousands of people died here!

In the eyes of these colonists, the Chinese were like leeks. When the wealth was almost accumulated, it was time to harvest.

At this moment, Manila was in chaos. Countless indigenous thugs rushed into Chinese shops. They robbed money, killed men, and defiled women.

The desperate cries of the Chinese shook the heavens and the earth, and the violent laughter of the thugs reached the sky.

Because the previous massacres have made the Chinese people more defensive, many Chinese are always equipped with weapons.

The Spaniards wanted to plunder the wealth from the Chinese, but also did not want to suffer too many losses, so this time they encouraged the local indigenous people to act as the vanguard of the plunder.

When the natives had robbed almost everything, they sent out troops to suppress the riot and "take" the looted property from the natives.

Compared with the Chinese who dared to take up arms to resist, the obedient natives were much easier to deal with.

"Uncle, a street in the north is in trouble. Those native beasts don't even spare children! Now those beasts are coming this way!"

In a small courtyard, a young man holding a steel knife spoke angrily to an old man who looked highly respected.

"These beasts! Why are they like this? Why are they like this!"

The old man held up his crutch in one hand and beat his chest with the other, his face full of despair.

How many indigenous people are there in Manila? Hundreds of thousands!And how many Chinese are there in the city?Less than 1!

Moreover, those natives actually had muskets in their hands, which was expressly prohibited by the Spanish. The riot had been suppressed by the Spanish for such a long time. The cause of the riot was self-evident.

"Uncle, let's fight them! Those beasts are not human, we have to fight to the death to pull a few backers!"

Someone shouted loudly.

"Yes! Uncle, try your best, even if you die, you can't make those beasts live a better life!"

Young people are always very bloody, because the behavior of the indigenous people on North Street has deeply stimulated them. At this moment, these young people have red eyes and are clamoring to fight the indigenous people.

The old man who was called uncle sighed and looked at the juniors around him with only despair and helplessness in their eyes.

"Everyone, get ready and fight these beasts! The rabbits bite when they are anxious. Let these beasts see that we Chinese are not piglets waiting to be slaughtered!"

he gritted his teeth.

On the street to the north, Nim was holding a matchlock gun and was hurrying southward.

His body was covered with merchandise snatched from a Chinese shop, and he was also covered in several Chinese clothes on three layers inside and outside.

His dark skin and exquisite costumes made him look like a clown, but he didn't care at all.

As he ran, he thought about the Chinese woman he had just murdered.

That snow-white skin, that delicate touch!

It's a pity that he accidentally killed him.

But it doesn’t matter. There is a larger Chinese gathering place in the south. As long as they capture it, there will be as many Chinese women as they want!

Thinking of those beautiful Chinese women, Curtis Hall's mouth actually drooled.

In the Governor's Palace in Manila, Governor Elliot Noe was leisurely tasting the black tea he got from the British, unmoved by the sounds of gunfire and gunfire outside.

"Your Majesty the Governor, those native monkeys attacked the Chinese just as you planned, but would it be inappropriate for us to keep all the soldiers in the military camp? What should we do if someone takes the opportunity to attack the city of Manila?"

Brigadier General Quincy Nicol asked.He is the highest commander of the Manila garrison, but in front of the Governor, he can still only be the second-in-command, and he has to listen to the Governor's orders.

Governor Elliot Noe put down the black tea in his hand and said nonchalantly:

"Relax, Mr. Brigadier General, no one dares to attack my city of Manila, and if you don't let the boys stay in the military camp, will those native monkeys dare to let go and find trouble with the Chinese? You should sit down and talk to me now Let’s taste this British black tea together and wait for the end of this riot!”

"Hmm! I seem to have smelled the smell of money!"

The smell of money is naturally out of the question, but the smell of blood filling the sky above Manila is getting stronger and stronger.

"Come on, kill all the men, and the rich women will be ours!"

Nim held up his matchlock gun, showed his big black teeth, and shouted loudly at the street that was blocked by debris in the distance.

"Kill!"

The impatient natives, who had been waiting for a long time, roared and rushed towards the defense line built by the Chinese.

At this moment, their eyes were red and fierce, and the word beast was the most appropriate word to describe them.

"Stop them, kill them all, and send these damn beasts to hell!"

The Chinese on the defense line shouted loudly while stabbing the natives with spears through the gaps in the debris who tried to push them over the defense line.

They know that if this place is lost, their wives and children behind them will suffer.

Who are the indigenous people? They are all a bunch of beasts!A woman who falls into their hands will definitely suffer a fate worse than death.

"what!"

Several thugs who wanted to push down the defense line were stabbed to the core with spears.But this casualty had no impact at all on the indigenous people who had an overwhelming numerical advantage, and the red-eyed thugs did not care about the casualties of their companions.

However, the thugs were not all fools. Several thugs pointed the matchlock guns obtained from the Spanish at the defense line and fired a row of shots.

Under the thick white smoke, debris and sawdust were flying from the defense line. Several young and strong Chinese in the rear fell in a pool of blood, clutching their chests.

Fortunately, the rate of fire of the matchlock gun was extremely slow, and the natives were extremely unfamiliar with the use of these weapons. They did not fire a second shot for half a day after the first round of gunfire.

Muskets are not easy to use for these indigenous thugs, but spears, bows and arrows are very handy for them.

Across the defense line, the natives continued to throw arrows and spears into it. The casualties of the young Chinese in the defense line continued to increase. Coupled with the absolute advantage of the mob, this simple defense line was already in danger.

"Whoa!"

"The line of defense is broken!"

Under the shrill shouts, the simple defense line built of debris collapsed under the repeated attacks of the indigenous thugs.

Immediately afterwards, densely packed thugs with ferocious faces and roars of wild beasts crossed the gap and rushed in.

All Chinese people looked desperate.