In the early morning, the mountains on the coast were still thick, and the rolls of wolf smoke rose for no reason, making Deng Zilong frown on the ship.

He didn't know what was happening on the land, but only knew that Chen Mu, who should have lit the wolf smoke last night, had been separated by a night. It seemed that the war should have been a victory, but it only allowed him to go thirty miles, which was not common sense.

They were raiding and had a great advantage. It was simply because they fought with the Saint-Bablo fleet that gave the Ming army some understanding of the maritime combat power of the Western Yi, so they were more cautious in their deployment.

But at this time the land battle has ended, so we should move into Manila quickly.

No matter what, they can only pass on the beacons in the mountains to convey information, and Deng Zilong can only lead the fleet to advance thirty miles according to the order.

The early morning Manghu Mountain was extremely humid, and sleeping in the wild overnight made Chen Mu worried about the subsequent raid. The hot and humid climate was not unbearable for the flag army coming from Guangdong. What was really difficult to get is the bites of mosquitoes sleeping outside.

Fortunately, the flag army's carrying equipment was covered with tung oil. Even so, they still had a bad time last night.

He needed a baggage team. Wei Balang brought hundreds of new recruits to escort buckets and lime, and prepared liquid according to the method of deworming insects in Fujian and Guang to let them deworm when they were stationed in the camp. On the other hand, the seized ordnance corpses must be dug to bury the graves on the spot, and more enemy corpses must be disposed of.

In this kind of weather, huge amounts of corpses piled up next to the road, and it won’t be long before this area becomes a hotbed of plague.

Last night was a big victory, and the continuous and attacks from all directions caused this army with huge forces but complex commands to be difficult to unify. Many enemies were not even killed by the flag army, but were killed by friendly troops who lost the torch.

They were all disrupted, including Chen Mu's flag army, which also lost its formation at the end of the war and turned into small teams led by general flags or small flags, but the reasons for dispersion were different. The enemy army was dispersed, and they were for the purpose of chasing and extermination.

The real head-on war lasted for only half an hour after the cannon was fired, and then it was scattered and fought in local areas. Until late at night, there were still uninterrupted small battles in the dense forest. The flag army returned in the dark at night, and more than 200 people did not return to the team until early in the morning.

They have very little loss.

"Let the wounded soldiers command the prisoners to dig pits, bury the enemy's bodies, and stay away from our grave."

Chen Mu only slept for two hours, and with several servants, he struggled to lift the simple coffin dug out of the log and pushed it into the grave, and took a shovel from the hands of the flag army to fill the soil.

Last night, a hundred families under his subordinates were killed by muskets and stray bullets. In addition, dozens of people were killed and more flag troops were injured. Originally, dozens of people were killed, but the enemy was in chaos from the beginning, and there were even large numbers of surrenders and even turn against each other. However, their troops were also in chaos in pursuit, and it was easy to be attacked by people after chasing into the dense forest.

They captured thousands of people, almost catching up with the number of flag troops under his command who had combat effectiveness.

The battle last night was too chaotic. Chen Mu could not think of any chance of turning against the battlefield. Seeing that the occupation was not good, hundreds of ronin people were led by several people shouting Chinese, leading them to draw their swords to slash at friendly forces. Even the captain of the Western Yi was suddenly turned against each other by them. When the Ming army approached, they threw down their weapons on the battlefield and sat down. They were very obedient and calm.

The flag army was stunned, and some people were left to take care of the remaining people. After the war, they were busy confiscating the captive weapons, so they put them together to take care of them. It was not until the morning when Chen Mu remembered them, so he asked Long Junxiong to ask.

"What's going on with those ronin?"

The main reason is that these guys wearing martial arts uniforms and holding Japanese swords and mingle with Japanese pirates makes people feel so strange.

"It's the Japanese who have lived in Luzon for several years. The leader is Liandou. The earliest guards on Japanese merchant ships were shipwrecked and rescued by merchants in Quanzhou. They are raised as swordsmen and can speak Chinese. In the past few years, some Japanese people followed him to make a living."

"Manila was captured by the Western Barbarians, and these people became soldiers of the Western Barbarians. As for turning against each other, Long Junxiong shook his head and smiled with emotion,

"When he was drunk, the Western soldiers beat him, and when he saw that the situation was not good, they would kill him."

As he said that, Long Junxiong raised his hand and presented a small piece of gold and a few coins of silver, saying, "He hid the savings on him. He asked if he could leave them. He didn't want anything with his weapons, money, clothes, and he wanted to save his life."

Chen Mu sat next to the cannon and carefully thrust the pistol. He turned his head and looked at the twenty Japanese people kneeling in the distance, then looked at the broken gold on Long Junxiong's hand, raised his eyes and asked, "Do you want to keep him?"

"If you can get half a tael of gold after a few years of staying together, you are also a capable person. If you don't want to keep it, put the money in the profits; if you want to keep it, give it to him and fight Manila and the others first. If you are still alive, be in Chachadier, Manila, and be your trustee if you have no problem."

Long Junxiong was overjoyed and grinned, "Thank you, Mr. Shuai!"

After the ceremony, he ran over and threw the gold and silver to Liandou, sent four knives to more than 20 Japanese people, and assigned them to prison the prisoners to dig holes.

When the sun came out, it seemed to be closer to the sun. The sunlight shone through the shade of the trees and made the neck very hot. After Wei Balang led the new soldiers to come and completed the escort and handover of the prisoners, Chen Mu's army divided the troops and advanced one after another.

There were too many prisoners, and most of the indigenous people were present. He planned to take most of the prisoners to Banshilan City to see how much Suleiman could surrender. The remaining part of the ones who were willing to go to Manila with him, would join Liandou, separate them and distribute a small number of weapons.

The three troops each brought a hundred surrendered troops, with Shao Tingda as the vanguard, Shiqi escorted the artillery team and Chen Muze and others subsequently captured them, and they only started to rush to the road after the profits were transported.

During the break, Ping Tou, a Portuguese man who had traveled across the ocean to look for Chen Mu, wrote notes beside him. At this moment, Chen Mu really believed that Ping Tou was an adventurer when he was young. Although Ping Tou did not participate in the battle last night, he was very calm when he followed Chen Mu, and even told Chen Mu about the emergency responses that the Spaniards would make.

Made merits.

Chen Mu felt very curious. Although Lao Pinto was a Portuguese, their country seemed unwilling to be enemies with Spain, but he was particularly motivated under Chen Mu's command, just like... it was like having a grudge against Spain.

"General, I accept your employment, and you also make a promise to pay me a monthly salary. As an employee, I should contribute to you. Moreover, we have made a treaty with the Spanish Pick. Under the arbitration of the Pope, everything on the east side of Azores 370 miles belongs to Portugal. Luzon should have been the trade route of our country, and Philip betrayed the treaty."

"Although the general joins will not make Luzon ours, I hope that Luzon is in the hands of our friends, if the general takes Manila, the Portuguese can come and do business, right?"

Chen Mu smiled and waved his hand and said, "Don't write it, go on the road, march thirty miles today to let the soldiers rest. Instead of thinking about this, it's better to worry about how to make yourself travel a hundred miles a day."
Chapter completed!