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

The Yerenggou Mine is 25 kilometers away from Manila City. In order to facilitate the transportation of ore, after the mine was successfully captured, Zhu Heyu ordered the laying of a road connecting the two places.

Now that this road has been paved, a steady stream of ore passes through it every day and is sent to the military factory, where it is then transformed into weapons of murder under the construction of equipment and machinery.

However, because the mine is too far away from Manila City and Luzon Island has not yet been completely pacified, in order to prevent accidents to the vehicles transporting the ore, Zhu Heyi set up outposts every 5 kilometers on this road. And there is a squad of soldiers stationed at each outpost and equipped with a fast horse to quickly deliver messages.

Post No. [-] along the highway is the closest post to the mine. At this moment, several Ming army soldiers are gathering together to brag out of boredom.

No way, although the job of guarding the road is indeed very easy, it can also drive people crazy when bored.

"How many carts of ore have passed today? Why don't they seem to be as many as yesterday!" A Ming soldier said in confusion as he looked at the empty road.

"Don't you know? There was a landslide at the mine this morning, and more than a dozen natives died. The site is still being cleaned up, and production will not resume until tomorrow."

"Well, then wouldn't today be even more boring?"

"Keep on holding on. His Majesty is already expanding his army. It won't be long before he captures the entire Luzon. Then we won't have to stay here anymore."

The soldier nodded.

At this time, gunfire seemed to be heard faintly in the distance, and all the Ming soldiers at the outpost heard it. They looked at each other and picked up their weapons without any explanation.

"Fang Hongzhen, get on your horse and go explore the situation!"

"Yes! Squad leader!"

The soldier who was named took out the horse from the stable, turned over and rode it, and headed towards the direction of the gunfire. The remaining soldiers, under the command of the squad leader, moved sandbags to build fortifications.

Because of the small number of people, they gave up the common three-stage shooting tactics and instead built fortifications based on the new training method.

Firstly, the sandbags can block enemy bullets, and secondly, the sandbags can also block the fragments produced after the grenade explodes.

After all, the grenade is still very powerful. If you miss it and throw it not far, you will not blow yourself up if you are protected by a sandbag.

Ten minutes later, the soldier who inquired about the news returned. He immediately got off the horse and reported:

"Squad leader, it's the natives who are chasing the Spaniards! There are about 600 natives, 500 Spanish ones, only a few dozen soldiers, and the rest are civilians, but a considerable part of the civilians are Chinese. Now they are heading towards If we come from this direction, we can get here in ten minutes at their speed."

The squad leader of the Ming Army looked solemn after hearing the report.

Because a considerable portion of the civilians were Chinese, they could not retreat.

But more than 600 indigenous people are not something that just 10 of them can handle, let alone a group of Spaniards who don't know whether they are enemies or friends.

He looked at the soldier who had inquired about the situation before and said quickly: "Go to the mine for help immediately and tell the company commander about the situation here." Then he looked at the other soldiers and ordered: "Everyone is ready to fight immediately!"

Post No. 4 is 5 kilometers away from the mine. It takes about 10 minutes to ride there. It takes about 20 minutes for the troops to rush over from the mine.

Therefore, including the natives, they still have about 10 minutes to get here. As long as they hold on for 20 minutes, the reinforcements will arrive!

……

Not far from Post No. 4, a large group of people were running forward, and not far behind them were ferocious-looking indigenous thugs.

"These damn demons! They have chased us so far and still refuse to let us go!"

Kleist gasped for air, his heavy breathing sounding like a bellows. He glanced at the natives who were still chasing them behind him, and he couldn't stop the swear words coming out of his mouth.

When he escaped from San Ferrando last night, he did not choose to flee north.

Although there are several Spanish-controlled towns in the north, these towns not only have few troops, but are not even protected by city walls. Once they are attacked by large-scale indigenous people, it will be difficult to defend them.

That's why he decided to escape to Manila.

Although Ming Dynasty is also an enemy, they are at least civilized people, and they will not lose their lives even if they are captured.

But the thugs behind him were like candy, unable to get rid of him no matter how hard he tried. From last night to now, the thugs had been chasing him all night.

When they fled, there were only about 400 people left in their team of nearly a thousand people. Those who were old and infirm were caught by the natives because they could not run and were brutally killed.

Kleist was glad that he was still in good health and had escaped until now, but if he continued like this, he wouldn't be able to hold on much longer.

He looked reluctantly at the large wooden box carried on the horse beside him. It contained the money he had collected in the past two years. If the natives continued to pursue him, he would have no choice but to abandon the box and ride on his own. Ran for his life.

The fleeing crowd was too tired to run, and the same was true for the natives who were chasing them.

The poor natives had no horses and could only pursue them on foot. At this moment, the natives

Hama looked at the Spaniards more than 200 meters ahead with sinister eyes. As a confidant of Nimes, he was originally very happy about the task of chasing the Spaniards, because he knew that these fleeing Spaniards must be carrying a lot of money, especially He was the political officer of the Spaniards.

But he didn't expect that these Spaniards could run so well. After chasing them all night, they only killed some old, weak, sick and disabled people who had fallen behind. These people had little money, and the really rich ones were still in the crowd in front.

"Warriors, run away! As long as you catch those in front, you will be rewarded with 10 silver coins each!" Hama shouted, hoping to stimulate the potential of the indigenous people.

Hama's promise made many indigenous people shine.

10 silver coins!This is definitely a huge sum of money for the indigenous people who don’t even have enough to eat!

At this moment, the natives who were stimulated by the money roared low in their throats and began to pace faster.

The roars of the natives like wild beasts immediately attracted the fleeing crowd in front.

"Oh God! Those thugs are running! They are coming after us!"

"Someone help me! I can't walk!"

"Please, take my child with you, I can't walk anymore!"

"Help me, who can help me? I have sprained my ankle and I don't want to die!"

The indigenous people suddenly quickened their pace, which directly caused the crowd to panic. They helplessly asked other people around them for help, but at this time everyone was in danger, and who could still help others.

Just when everyone was in despair, shouts came from the crowd again.

"Look! Ahead! There is a Ming army ahead!"