The Resurrection of the South Seas of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 26 Colonial Arrogance
What appeared in front of them was a large square formation of six neatly lined up.

The six phalanxes were silent, and no one made the slightest sound. In the first phalanx, the muzzles of black holes were aimed at Yada and his group.

Seeing this, several people in Yada were all stunned and stood there dumbfounded.

Just when Yada and the others came to their senses and turned around to flee, Zhu Hongyu hissed loudly.

"Fire!"

The musketeers of the Liberation Army heard the news, and the soldiers in the first row pulled the triggers in unison.

The match ignited the gunpowder in the medicine pool, and the gunpowder burned, and the air expanded rapidly, and the strong kinetic energy ejected the lead bullets and dense gunpowder smoke out of the muzzle together.

Dense lead bullets shot at the 12 people in front of them.

In just an instant, two of them were hit by lead bullets and fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the second platoon stepped forward to fire, and there was another burst of crackling and neat gunfire.

The smoke in front of the battle is getting denser!
The second row retreats, and the third row moves forward.

boom!Boom!bang bang bang!

Gunshots rang out one after another, and after three neat rounds of gunfire, only three of the 12 people on the opposite side were still standing.

Zhu Hongyu waved again to order.

"charge!!"

The six phalanxes began to move forward neatly. Although the steps were not neat, the array was still neat.

The spears are like a forest, shining with a cold metal light, and the swords are like a sea, so densely packed that people dare not look directly at them!

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"..."

A burst of neat shouts of killing resounded through the sky.

In such a scene, the three who could still stand after three rounds of guns did not dare to resist at all, and obediently knelt on the ground, throwing away their weapons to express their surrender.

The soldiers of the Restoration Army cleaned the battlefield, collected the prisoners, and cut off the heads of the wounded one by one.

Among the twelve red-haired people, except for the three who were lucky enough to survive, the others were all hit by lead bullets.

Even if it is not a vital point, being hit by lead bullets is unsolvable in this era.

Wound infections and lead poisoning can kill a person even if he doesn't die instantly.

Instead of making people suffer hard, it would be better to just kill them and die more quickly.

Of course, even if he could, Zhu Hongyu would not save these damned colonists!
The soldiers of the Liberation Army began to interrogate the prisoners, and interrogated the three surviving prisoners separately.

……

When Yada was fired by the Musketeers of the Liberation Army just now, a bodyguard stepped forward and blocked him, so he was lucky to survive.

And that bodyguard was almost sieved by lead bullets!
However, he didn't know that it was not his luck to survive the guns of the soldiers of the Restoration Army, but the greatest misfortune of his life!

The Liberation Army didn't treat the prisoners well, especially the red-haired ones!
From the different clothes of the three prisoners of war, Zhu Hongyu easily found Yada, the highest among them, and he wanted to interrogate this person himself.

"What's your name?"

Zhu Hongyu asked with a cold face.

While speaking, he was playing with a steel knife in his hand, with a cold light shining on the blade, it looked very sharp.

Yada didn't answer Zhu Hongyu's question, he looked at the Chinese faces with black hair and black pupils all around, and roared furiously.

"Damn it, you lowly swine heretics!"

"Who gave you the courage to dare to resist the great Spaniard! How dare you treat me like this, I am a noble Spaniard and a believer in God."

Zhu Hongyu pouted and said.

"answer my question!"

Yada still poked her neck and said.

"Great believers in God, never yield to heathens!"

"Especially you greedy and lazy Chinese pigs who don't know what's good and what's wrong."

"The Scotch family will give you food so that you don't have to starve to death. Instead of being grateful, it's fine if you don't take the initiative to give money to the Scotch family. You still have to go further and ask for wages."

"The Scotch family takes care of your meals, and you work hard to create wealth for the Scotch family, shouldn't it?"

"Who gave you the guts to even dare to hurt me, Yada Scotch, the young master of the Scotch family."

Zhu Hongyu said with a sneer.

"Hehe, so your name is Yada Scotch, and you are the young master of the Scotch family. It seems that your head should be very valuable!"

Saying that, Zhu Hongyu kicked Yada Scorch over with one foot, still feeling puzzled, stepped on Yada Scorch's face.

Zhu Hongyu rubbed hard under his feet, the rough soles of the straw sandals rubbed against the delicate skin of the young master of the Scorch family, bleeding from the friction in a short while.

"Well~, this valuable head is really comfortable to step on, hahaha..."

Yada Scorch let out a series of screams.

The soldiers of the Liberation Army all around laughed together, looking very happy.

What Yada Scorch just said is simply unreasonable!
They were all deceived or forced to work as coolies in the mines. The days before were not good, but at least the family had food and drink together so that they would not starve to death.

But now?

Not only did they not have enough to eat, but they also had no tiles to cover themselves.

They have to be squeezed day and night, and whipped like livestock by the overseers.

It is simply not regarded as a human being!
Ke Yada actually said that they should be grateful to the Scorch family, because it was the Scorch family who gave them food and would not let them starve to death.

Is there such a reason in this world?They should not have enough to eat, they should be whipped to work by the overseer, and they deserve to be squeezed to death without complaint, even without wages?

It really is the arrogance of the colonists!
Zhu Hongyu didn't lift his foot, but exerted more force. Amid Yada Scorch's screams, he said in a cold voice.

"What is your purpose in coming to the mine?"

"Don't try to lie to me, we will interrogate the three of you prisoners separately, whoever says something different from the other two, hehe..."

"Cheat once, cut off a finger, if there are not enough fingers, there are toes, if there are not enough toes, there are limbs, nose, tongue, eyes, ears!"

Yada still didn't speak, but stared at Zhu Hongyu with a kind of resentful eyes.

"The great Spain will not let you go, the Scorch family will definitely let you lowly pigs know what will happen if you dare to offend the Scorch family!"

"You will be caught by the Spanish warriors, your limbs will be cut off, your eyes will be cut off, your ears will be cut off, you will be hanged, you will be sent to the stake, and your head will be cut off!"

"Your head will be buried outside Manila, and countless people will step on top of you!"

Yada cursed.

He, Yada Scorch, is the young master of the Scorch family, a noble Spaniard, he would rather die than surrender!

Zhu Hongyu didn't talk nonsense, he swung his knife and slashed.

Yada let out a scream, and the three fingers of his left hand were cut off.

Blood was dripping, and the white stubble was abnormally penetrating.

"The purpose of your coming to the mine?"

Zhu Hongyu asked in a flat voice.

Yada's face was pale, feeling the unbearable pain, she said tremblingly.

"I said, I said, don't cut it, it hurts..."

"Ah ah ah..."

Although Yada Scotch thought he would rather die than surrender for the glory of the Scotch family, but this lowly Chinese doesn't talk about martial arts and chops off his fingers!
Really cut the kind!
Cutting fingers hurts...

Let's be honest!

Although the glory of the Scorch family cannot be tarnished, whoever called him Yada Scorch was still a child.

Well, he is still a big fat boy who weighs 150 pounds and is about to run to the third!
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