Rebirth of The Deer and the Cauldron, Wei Xiaobao Becomes a God

Even though some warships have capsized, they are still unable to escape this powerful attraction.

In an instant, a hundred-meter-high water column fell back with a loud bang, smashing heavily on the warships that were sucked to the center point with the force of a tidal wave.

How could a wooden warship withstand such a violent collision?

There was only a loud crackling sound, and the warship instantly disintegrated, turning into countless pieces that flew everywhere.

The sea surface was suddenly filled with flying wood chips, rolling corpses, and blood-red, like a hell on earth...

The Spanish Governor Wales and the garrison colonel Pablo looked pale at this moment, their bodies trembling slightly involuntarily, and their hands, which were originally tightly holding the telescope, began to shake violently.

They stared with wide eyes, looking at what was happening before their eyes in disbelief, as if the whole world was collapsing in an instant.

"Oh my God! Is this the punishment from the gods because we have angered them?" Pablo muttered to himself, his voice full of fear and despair.

"What should we do? Colonel Pablo, as a soldier, you must come up with a solution for me quickly!" Wales was completely panicked. He grabbed Pablo's arm and shouted anxiously.

However, Pablo did not respond to Wales' question immediately. Instead, he pointed to the rough sea and exclaimed, "Governor, look! Those boats are speeding towards our port!"

"I'm not blind, I can see it! I just want to know what to do next to resolve this crisis!" Wales asked again angrily.

Seeing this, Pablo took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and then comforted him: "Governor, please don't panic. We still have 2,000 elite marines waiting in the port. They have already lined up in neat formations and are ready to strike the enemy head-on."

Wales was slightly relieved after hearing this, but he still had doubts in his heart: "Can we really be sure to defend the port?"

"Governor, rest assured. Our Spanish warships are unrivaled and invincible, and our army is brave and fearless and invincible! This time we will be able to defeat these invading enemies in one fell swoop!" Pablo puffed out his chest, patted his chest and assured confidently.

"The navy has been completely destroyed. This is truly a unique fleet in the world! I hope your army can resist tenaciously and survive this crisis."

After Wales said this with a serious expression, he waved to the captain of the guard, motioning him to come over.

Then he strode out of the checkpoint without looking back.

After coming out of the checkpoint, Wales stopped and took a breath, then turned to the captain of the guards who followed closely behind him and gave a serious order:

"The situation is urgent and there is no time to lose! Return to the Governor's Mansion immediately! We must prepare for the worst."

On the other side, Pablo looked at the back of Governor Wales who left in a hurry, and a surge of anger surged in his heart. He cursed inwardly: "This cowardly guy actually fled in the face of the enemy like this. He is simply a coward!"

However, the current situation was too critical to allow him to complain too much. After cursing, Pablo gritted his teeth, jumped on his horse, waved his whip, and galloped towards the port where the army soldiers were.

At the same time, Wales had successfully returned to the Governor's Palace in the city on a fast horse.

As soon as he entered the mansion, he rushed into the inner room without even having time to change his clothes, and shouted, "Madam, hurry up and pack your belongings! The situation is urgent, we must leave here immediately."

The lady's face turned pale when she heard this, but she still nodded calmly and quickly began to sort out the valuables in the house. Soon, she had everything ready.

Wales, along with his wife and three daughters, surrounded by 300 fully armed governor's guards, hurriedly embarked on the journey to northern Luzon.

Along the way, the sounds of horse hooves and wheels intertwined, raising clouds of dust.

None of them knew what was waiting for them in the future...

Pablo hurried to the port and saw his adjutant Diego standing on the dock, seriously directing the army to carry out intensive pre-war preparations.

Looking at these young soldiers who were full of vigor and vitality, each of them was heroic and full of fighting spirit, but Pablo's heart was full of worries and uneasiness.

He was no fool. When he thought of the tragic naval battle just now, he thought of the navy being beaten without any ability to fight back under the enemy's torrential attack, and collapsing in an instant. The overwhelming force was shocking.

Thinking back to the fact that the Governor left without saying goodbye at the critical moment, this cowardly and incompetent behavior made Pablo extremely angry and disappointed.

He knew very well that if these brave and fearless young people were allowed to use their flesh and blood to resist enemies with means as powerful as those of the gods, it would be a blasphemy against life and a crime against the will of God.

So Pablo took a deep breath, strode to Diego, and said in a firm tone: "Diego, give up resistance, let the soldiers lay down their weapons, and stop making unnecessary sacrifices. Hang the white flag and surrender to the enemy!"

Hearing this, Diego turned his head sharply, stared at Pablo with a puzzled look on his face, and asked loudly: "Colonel, the battle has not even started yet, and it is still unknown who will win. How can you give up so easily?"

Pablo shook his head helplessly and sighed, "All the navy's warships have sunk to the bottom of the sea. None of them survived. The weapons used by the enemy are far more advanced than ours. We have been at an absolute disadvantage since the beginning of this war. Continuing to resist will only cause more innocent casualties. It is better to surrender as soon as possible."

Diego was shocked when he heard this. He could not believe that the powerful Spanish navy was annihilated so quickly. This was really unexpected.

However, despite being full of reluctance and doubts in his heart, as a professional soldier, obeying the orders of his superiors was always his principle.

Finally, Diego gritted his teeth and ordered to stop preparing for war, lay down arms and hoist the white flag of surrender.

Then he ordered the weapons to be laid down, all the muskets to be gathered together, then hoisted the white flag, and ordered all the soldiers to sit quietly on the dock and wait for the other side to take over.

The white flag fluttering in the wind on the dock was like a bolt of thunder across the sky, instantly plunging the entire city of Manila into an unprecedented sensation.

You know, the name Manila means "city by the river" in Tagalog.

It is located on the north side of Manila Bay on Luzon Island. It is not only the well-deserved capital of Luzon, but also a vital economic and trade port.