When General Bernard boarded the ship leaving Mexico City, the Spanish watching him booed a lot, which was already the most polite and restrained action of every Mexican city citizen.

Mexican urbanites naturally do not include real Mexicans. The citizens are all Spanish. Their parents have gone from the Old World to the New World, and they themselves have grown up from the New World and are used to life and death.

So when the Duke of Alva tried to stop the young men who threw stones along the shore of Lake Tescoco, his adjutant whispered: "If it were in the Old World, people like him would be killed in dreams."

"There are thousands of families behind thousands of soldiers."

The adjutant wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by the cold look of the old duke turning his head: "Put these words away. Even if these thousands of people don't die, the 20,000 people who died in Guam will not come back."

"Our war with Ming began a few years ago, not because of Bernard's declaration of war. If he was wrong, he would only do one wrong."

Before the ship could go far, Duke Alva had turned around and walked towards the Governor's residence at the end of the street surrounded by guards, leaving a sentence.

"Send someone to send a letter to Acapulco and ask the madman if he wants to cease the war or not."

In the eyes of the old duke, Bernard really did only one wrong thing and didn't win.

The Duke of Alva has been in war for thirty years and has almost drawn all the entire Europe, especially France, which is also huge in size, and has turned over several times. He has a clear understanding of war and interests.

There is no war in this world that will definitely lose. If you lose, it means that the war is not over yet.

They lost in Guam a few years ago, and Mexico now seems to lose again, which proves that what they lost is not the war itself, but some other things.

Now the old duke urgently needs to figure out what it is.

When the messenger arrived at the port of Acapulco, the entire port village was still immersed in sorrow.

But what scared him more than sadness was the cleaned valley battlefield. The situation of the canyon battle has spread in Mexico City. He knew very well that an extremely tragic war broke out here just a few days ago, but it seemed that this had never happened at this time.

But in the forest not far from the entrance of the canyon, you can vaguely see low mountains, covered with straw mats, and below it seems like a large stack of water tanks.

"For the sake of the safety of monks, I do not intend to inquire about the deployment of the Ming army in the port after the war. I hope the monks can convey the contents of the letter to General Chen Mu of the Ming army."

"First of all, please introduce to him, I am Fernando Alvarez de Toledo, who is loyal to His Majesty Philip, and was appointed by the King to come to handle the trade agreement from the Old Continent."

Under the mourning hall set up in the port, Ming soldiers tied their heads around the edge of the helmet. On the high altar were layered with spiritual positions and ashes lacquer boxes, and the soul-summoning banners danced four times in the wind. Chen Mu sat under the hall and listened to Acosta slowly reading the letter from Duke Alva.

Seeing Chen Mu saying nothing, raised his finger and gently tapped, Acosta continued to recite: "After docking, I already knew that New Spain and Ming had entered a state of war. This is a misunderstanding. Just like my purpose, the king did not issue an order to start a war in Ming. On the contrary, His Majesty is happy to see trade with Ming."

"This war will not be beneficial to both of us. I went to the New World to fight against you. I am ready to convey the order to Peru and other places to stop sending troops. If you are willing to truce, please also let the troops from all over the country stop marching and no longer fight with our army."

"Tell Monk Acosta the exact regulations of the Ming Dynasty on the agreement and let him return to Mexico City. I will send someone to inform Spain of its opinions later. Don't worry, we can continue to talk for a long time."

Monk Acosta was a honest man, and he even read the last sentence intact: "Say hello to General Chen on my behalf."

After saying that, the monk stood beside and lowered his head slightly. Since the battle a few days ago, Acosta obviously felt that every time he saw Chen Mu, the marshal of the Ming Kingdom was shrouded in a gloom.

This made the monks a little worried that they would be killed.

Especially this time, Duke Alva stole the verbal message Chen Mu wanted to send to Mexico City.

After this period of research, Acosta discovered that the Ming people were very particular about their superiority, superiority, front and back, and face. If they did it well, they would be very happy, and if they didn't do it well, they would be very unhappy.

For example, this time, Acosta knew without guessing that Alva's letter to discuss peace would definitely make Chen Mu's troops very unhappy.

Besides, what Alva assigned him was definitely not a good job, so I won’t say who Chen Mu was to Acosta.

The Duke of Alva was not a good person. In order to suppress the rebellion of the Netherlands, he served as governor twice and established a special court "Elimination Committee", which was called the "Bloody Committee". It is rumored that at least 18,000 Dutch people were convicted in court, confiscated property and executed.

If these two were put together, Acosta would be more willing to stay with Chen Mu at least Chen Mu ignored him without any worries.

Alva actually wanted Acosta to run at both ends!

Think about this feeling, a nightmare! Double!

“Fernando Alva.”

Chen Mu lowered his head and pronounced this name. He knew this man. The last time he met with the Spanish envoy Don Juan, he had heard of the great achievements of the Duke of Alva to the Spanish royal family.

But it doesn't matter. He curled his lips and looked up at Acosta and said, "Don't worry, I'm going to propose peace, you go down and rest, I will have someone give you the prepared treaty later."

Obviously his answer surprised Acosta, and he didn't react for a while. He paused before he started to arch his hand unfamiliarly. Chen Mu didn't say anything, but just waved his hand gently to let him leave.

When the outsider left, Chen Mu got up from the seat, squatted slowly in front of the mountain-stacked spiritual seat, picked up the yellow paper on the ground and put it into the brazier, and murmured to himself: "Brother's revenge will be avenged later."

Even if Alva did not send a messenger to discuss peace, he would send people to Mexico City to discuss peace. After this war, there was nothing to support Chen Mu to continue fighting.

The plan to further rely on war to seize the new continent was aborted with the storm attacking Deng Zilong's fleet. The army with a large fleet swept across Panama after docking in Panama and captured land transportation hubs, but the fleet was unable to advance south when docking in the bay.

Because the rainstorm season on the western coast of the southern New World is coming, the consequence of insisting on moving south is to risk your life.

The goal of taking a step back and shocking the Western Army has been achieved by relying on the canyon battle, and the Spaniards can clearly know what kind of enemy they are facing.

In terms of objective conditions, Chen Mu's subordinates suffered heavy losses. He had a total of 1,027 spiritual thrones and urns in front of him. The situation of the enemy being too small and we being small was very close to the unprecedented firearm investment. This was the biggest casualties he suffered since he walked out of the Qingyuanwei.

The casualties of soldiers are tragic results that cannot be compensated by killing many enemies.
Chapter completed!