Rivera suddenly felt the darkness in front of her eyes, and she was spinning and she couldn't help but shake her favor.

The adjutant beside him hurriedly supported him. In the anxiousness of others, Rivera gradually regained his mind.

When he came to his senses, Rivera's face was extremely pale and his whole body was like a walking corpse. The consequences of Colonel Martinez's failure were extremely serious and he could not bear it.

Originally, the Spaniards were trying to solve the problem on the manor and then shifted all the blame to the natives. In this way, even if the Ming Empire wanted to pursue the Manila massacre, there was no evidence.

In this way, Rivera and others can escape from this incident and leave a way out for themselves.

But now, Colonel Martinez's regiment has not solved the Chinese on the manor, which means that their original plans have completely failed. The Chinese on the manor are still there, and each of these people can become witnesses to identify their crimes.

What's even more terrifying is that just when Colonel Martinez was commanding the army to attack the manor, the Ming Empire's army suddenly appeared, which was equivalent to sending the handle to the other party directly. Rivera knew very well that less than half of the entire regiment had escaped, so where did more than half of the soldiers and officers go? They would never be able to die in battle, right?

Since that is the case, there must be some captured, and these prisoners have now become ironclad evidence of the massacre in the hands of the other party. In addition, how did the Ming Empire send troops to the manor? Could it be that they really can fly?

Rivera couldn't figure out this question, but he didn't need to understand it either, because the facts were in front of him. The Ming Empire army had already appeared on the manor, so Rivera also understood why the Ming army in front only used artillery fire to shoot, but had not sent troops to fight directly until now.

He sighed in his heart, Rivera felt that everything was dark, and all his original plans had failed. Since the evidence could no longer be eliminated, it would be useless to continue to persevere.

The lost Rivera didn't know how he got back. When he subconsciously walked into the city, Salvador, who learned the news, hurriedly came over.

"General, I heard that there is the manor...?"

"You already know? Your Excellency." Rivera smiled bitterly, but the smile was even worse than crying.

El Salvador's face was gloomy and terrible. Rivera could think of him, but now he had no way to change the facts. As the president of the prosecutor's court, he never felt that he was so powerless.

"General, can Manila be held?" El Salvador asked in a low voice.

This was the only way he could think of. If Manila could defend it, as long as it did not fall into the hands of the Ming Empire, they would still be the rulers of this land.

Rivera looked at El Salvador, and suddenly he wanted to laugh out loud. When has it been? El Salvador still had such fantasies? Didn’t he see such powerful firepower of the Ming Empire outside the city? What’s more, the enemies they faced were not only the Ming Empire, but also the two enemies Portugal and Britain.

Salvador was not joking with him when he was defending Manila? Just an hour ago, he was worried that he would not be able to defend for even three days. Now, from the situation, even if he fought his life, he would probably only be able to defend for two days. Moreover, Rivera and Salvador knew about the situation on the manor. Colonel Martinez and his soldiers encountered the army of the Ming Empire on the manor, and this matter could not be hidden at all.

It will probably not take long before the Spanish in Manila will know this news, and the news that the Ming Empire's army appeared in the east of the city will soon spread throughout Manila, which is a fatal blow to the Spanish army, which is already depressed.

"Your Excellency, prepare to surrender." Rivera said this with difficulty.

"Are you crazy?" El Salvador glared at Rivera, his face full of incredible surprise.

"I'm very awake." Rivera sighed: "There is no point in continuing to resist. Although as a soldier, I shouldn't say such things, and I shouldn't make such a decision, but for everyone, I can only make such a painful decision..."

"General!" El Salvador said in a harsh tone: "Don't forget that Manila is still in our hands, and we still have nearly 10,000 soldiers! We still have strong city walls and fortifications! We still have tens of thousands of people in the city! I admit that the powerful military power of the Ming Empire is indeed intimidating, but the majesty of the Spanish Empire will definitely not allow us to make such a choice. This is an insult to the empire! It is a surrender to the loss of glory! It is a crime!"

El Salvador was extremely excited. At the end of his speech, he clenched his fists, and his face turned red, as if he was indignant about Rivera's words. But Rivera saw another emotion in his indignant look, which was panic and uneasy.

Rivera looked at El Salvador quietly, his expression as calm as water. After El Salvador shouted indignantly, his voice gradually lowered.

"General, you should know what the surrender means." Almost in a pleading tone, El Salvador whispered.

"Of course I know the consequences. If there is no way, as a soldier, I would not make this suggestion." Rivera replied.

"But General, can't you really be able to defend it? General, as a friend, I beg you, even if you persist for more time, you should know that the fleet of the New World may be on the way, and it is more likely to arrive in Luzon in the next few days. If our fleet arrives, then Manila will no longer be fighting alone, and the situation may change..."

El Salvador's voice became lower and lower. In fact, he knew in his heart that even the Luzon fleet was destroyed by the opponent in such a short time. What if the fleet from the New World arrived? Could it be that the fleet that came across the ocean could defeat the current joint fleet in Manila Bay? This was obviously impossible.

That's why Salvador was just a lucky person in his heart. After all, at this time he had no choice. Just like the old Chinese saying, "It's better to live without a good death, or if he can't give up if he can't give up."

As long as the Ming Empire's army fails to capture Manila, at least he is safe for the time being.

"Your Excellency, I can only do my best, but I can't guarantee how much time." Faced with El Salvador's plea, Rivera finally agreed to the request. In fact, if he could really be sure to hold Manila, how could Rivera choose to surrender? Although he knew that what El Salvador said was self-deception, he did this at this time to give the other party a slim hope.

After getting Rivera's promise, even though it was like a straw caught by a drowning man before his death, it had already boosted El Salvador's spirit and he suddenly felt much more relaxed, as if Manila had truly kept it.

However, compared to El Salvador, Rivera was not at all easy, because he knew how powerful the enemy he was facing, and there were also the Portuguese and the British, these two damn countries must have discussed with the Ming Empire how to deal with Luzon, otherwise he would not have appeared in Manila so by chance.

If he had known this, he would not have agreed to El Salvador's opinion and to engage in a massacre against the Chinese. It would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a sentence that shot himself in the foot. This time, if he had fallen a lot, not only would his life be controlled by others, but even the Luzon colony owned by the empire would be completely lost.

Thinking of his local family, Rivera closed his eyes in pain. He could not imagine how angry the king would be after losing Luzon and how his family would end up facing him.

With heavy steps, Rivera walked towards the defense line with difficulty with the sound of cannons still rumbling, step by step, so difficult, as if the road ahead never ended.

On the first day of the war, the coalition forces only used artillery fire to attack Manila. The powerful firepower caused losses to the entire Manila. This loss was not only the defense of Spanish soldiers, but also some civilians in the city. As for the strong Manila walls and fortresses, they could not bear the continuous and fierce artillery fire.

The unreasonable and unreasonable disposal of the Ming army stunned the commanders of Portugal and British. They originally thought that after the war started, the commanders of the Ming army would order soldiers to climb the city to fight to capture Manila.

However, the Ming army's cannons continued to attack Manila as if shells were not only firing, but did not send soldiers to dispatch them at all. Therefore, the armies of the two countries stood in the array for almost a whole day, and did nothing else, just stood there watching the battle.

When the sky gradually darkened, Zhang Fei ordered the disbandment of the array, but the artillery still did not stop and shot towards Manila from time to time.

Such tactics made Manila even more worried. The Spanish soldiers who defended all night could not sleep well, and they had to be on guard against the Ming army at any time to launch an attack at night.

It was finally early in the morning that the tired Spanish soldiers, led by the officers, began the next day's preparation for the city guarding. However, before they could prepare, a sudden shock tremble made everyone unsteady. At the same time, approaching a section of the city wall, nearly a hundred soldiers instantly bleeded in their mouths and noses, and fell to the ground like a sack without saying a word. Even Rivera, who was in the distance, felt as if something was about to jump out, and her eyes were shaking.

Immediately afterwards, a piece of smoke covering the sky rose into the air, and then, in the stunned many people, the tall city wall suddenly collapsed, and the collapsed city wall instantly covered all the soldiers who had fallen to the ground or were still struggling to stand.
Chapter completed!