"What?"

When he heard the indigenous servants say that the Ming army was entering the city, Francisco V Toscano was shocked and jumped up from the chair. When he opened the window, he saw fireworks rising from the north.

Gunshots sounded from the north, east and west of the city, and after a while, unusual movements came from the direction of the dock.

"Is it true that the Ming army entered the city? Or is it that someone deliberately spread rumors and disturbs people's hearts?"

He took out a short gun from the drawer, brought his sword, and gathered all the servants in the house, with a total of nine people, and distributed them weapons, and sent two people out, one to the dock where his private soldiers were there, and the other to the Governor's Mansion to inquire about the news.

The sound of cannons began to sound outside, but the one who fired the gun was the defense of Malacca City. Francisco v Toscano sat in the house and tried his best to calm himself down, thinking to himself: "If it was really the Ming army entering the city... no! It could not be so fast! It should be just someone who took the opportunity to attack Malacca. The slogan was to hit our morale. I hope the garrison troops could withstand it..."

With a bang, the two of them broke in. The six servants in the house raised their muskets and pointed them at the person who broke in. Francisco V Toscano calmed down and realized that the one who broke in was the servant he sent to the dock, and the other one was his adjutant Cameron.

Originally, he wanted the adjutant to lead the private soldiers here to respond, but when he saw the adjutant returning empty-handed, Toscano knew that things were worse than he expected.

"Captain, something happened! The dock is full of troops! Just now, gunfire sounds in the north just now, and then a team of infantry broke into the dock and took over all the facilities."

Since the large number of troops were transferred to Luzon, the city and coastal defenses in Malacca are facing unprecedented emptiness.

"army?"

"Yes! And this army is very powerful. Unlike the natives of India and the Spice Islands, they have good discipline. As soon as they enter the dock, they occupy each key area. Their actions are very orderly. Although there are many people, they are not at all confused. After they control the shore, they then board the ship and occupy the main ships. Judging from their equipment and actions, they are not inferior to our regular army in Portugal."

"Not worse than our regular army? How many people are there in such an army?"

"This...the dock alone has about five or six thousand!"

"Five and six thousand?" Francisco V Toscano exclaimed. If it was really a unit that was no worse than the Portuguese regular army, the size of five and six thousand would not be able to fight against the Malacca garrison. Although Toscano, the regular army in Malacca, does not know the exact number, he estimated that only a few hundred people, and the indigenous people were only two or three thousand, which was a huge disadvantage in terms of number.

After the European ships were moored in Malacca, nothing happened. The sailors were either gambling on the shore or sleeping on the boat. This time, they suddenly broke into an army and occupied the dock fort at lightning speed. Although there were more than a dozen armed warships parked in the port, they didn't have time to set sail and fire. When the sailors reacted, the entire port had been controlled, and only a few small boats escaped in the chaos. Cameron, the adjutant of Francisco vs. Toscano, was also one of the people who escaped in the chaos, but the direction of his escape was not to leave the port, but to enter the city and report to the employer.

Cameron originally thought that the enemy was concentrating his troops to attack the dock, but when he fled into the city, he found gunfire from all directions. On the way, he met someone sent by Toscano, and the two came back together.

"It seems that the troops attacking the dock are not the only main force of the opponent."

At this time, another person ran in outside the door, panting, the servant he sent to the Governor's Mansion.

"No...no...the Governor...the Governor's Office...is also occupied."

Everyone in the house felt a chill on their backs, and an unprecedented panic made Francisco V Toscano unable to move or even think for a moment.

Calculate the time when Cameron escaped and returned to the place and the servants rushed back from the Governor's Mansion, the time between the dock and the Governor's Mansion was not very different. In other words, the enemy attacked in two groups at the same time, and the continuous sound of killing sounds outside the city, so the previous estimate of the enemy's forces would probably double, twice or even several times.

"How many people did the other party come? Where did so many people come from?"

"Captain, we'd better leave the city soon?"

"Out of the city? There are no ships left, where can I go?"

"How about taking the land, going southeast, and going to Singapore?" the adjutant suggested.

Going to Singapore? This is also an idea. Malacca is located in the Malay Peninsula. It walks southeastward and reaches the end of the peninsula. Just find a small boat to cross the shallow strait and you can reach Singapore.

But at this time, Toscano remembered his wealth in Malacca again - he also had a warehouse of silk and ceramics and a warehouse of spices here. If he left like this, wouldn't all the money be lost?

It was just because this thought bothered him, which made him hesitate and could not make up his mind.

After a meal, a neat footsteps suddenly came from outside the door, which were the footsteps of hundreds of people trotting, and together with the footsteps, the soldiers shouted in unison.

"What? Did the enemy begin to control various streets? How could it be so fast?"

Based on the various situations that happened in more than an hour, Toscano speculated that the people who organized the attack on Malacca this time were well versed in military affairs. Toscano thought that if he was replaced by the commander, the strongholds that he would first deal with after attacking Malacca City were: one was the docks and various city gates, the second was the Governor's Office, the third was the various forts and garrison sites, and the fourth was the warehouse. After these places were occupied, in order to control the entire city, they would control the streets and clear out potential enemies hiding everywhere.

Now, just over an hour before the first gunshot sounded, the other party had already begun to control the streets. This speed was too fast.

"The only possibility is that the opponent has sufficient troops, so he can act at the same time in several things!"

If this is the case, how many people have come to the other party?

There were shouts in unison on the street, which were repeated in Mandarin, Cantonese, Minnan, Portuguese and Malay.

The official language says: "Listen to the Chinese people in Malacca: the Celestial Army has arrived! We are here to protect you and support you! Our 100,000 troops have controlled the entire city, so you don't have to be afraid! Each family can send merchant leaders to the Governor's Office to meet the Marquis of Zhenhai! From now on, we Chinese will have the final say here!"

Cantonese language is: "The elders of Nanyang. When the imperial army arrives, everyone will not be surprised. Our place is here to protect the Chinese. From now on, the Chinese people will be in the future. They will do business well and the workers will be good. They will all recommend the elders to go out to the Governor's Office to meet the Marquis of Zhenhai. The Marquis of Zhenhai will wait for you to meet you!"

In Minnan dialect, "In Manlacia, there are uncles, brothers, and the Navy Governor's Office, we sent a large army! A Marquis of Li brought someone! There are 80,000 to 90,000, 20,000 to 30,000 Fujian people, the Governor's Office of the Wharf Gate, and gather customers and people! We have a big businessman, and we have all the streets to gather out and go to the Governor's Office to meet Mr. Li!"

All the words were said the same, but the Portuguese words were intimidating: "All Europeans listened to this city, our Ming army, everyone obeyed the orders on the spot and did not act rashly, and those who violated the crime would be killed without mercy!"

As for Malay, it is a kind and power: "The army of the Celestial Empire has controlled the city, and all the population of the city, regardless of gender, must not be moved. The army of the Celestial Empire is here to save you and others from the clutches of the Porangji and the demons, punish evil and promote good. There is no need to be afraid of the kind people, regardless of race or religion."

Five or six languages ​​were rising and falling in the streets. At first, there were some noisy and noisy sounds mixed in. Later, the whole city held its breath and only heard these Mandarin, Cantonese, Minnan, Portuguese and Malay alternately.

Francisco V Toscano was stunned in the room and muttered to himself: "It's the army of the Ming Dynasty... It's the army of the Ming Dynasty..."

He knew some Chinese, so he understood the three words "Zhenhai Hou" and his face turned pale: "The Marshal Li actually appeared in Malacca... What did he do? How did he do?"

As the highest leader of the Ming Dynasty's maritime military force, Li Yanzhi must have a large number of troops around him. Since he has arrived here, it is not surprising that even if there are tens of thousands of troops in Malacca.

Although the geographical location of Malacca is important, the city area is actually very small. Not to mention that compared with big cities like Beijing, even the old county town before Shanghai was expanded was much larger than Malacca. If Li Yanzhi led tens of thousands of people to settle in, he would have enough power to send troops to occupy every street.

Cameron was a little scared and asked him: "Captain, what should I do now?"

Although they did not see it, they also heard from the outside that the Chinese army had controlled the entire city, and the Portuguese garrison in Malacca had probably been resolved.

Next door is a Guangdong businessman. The family was so scared that they didn't dare to move when they heard the military's call. Later, the owner risked his head to the window and was seen by a soldier and called him out. He stepped forward and flattered him. The soldier said, "What are you surprised? You are here! You will be able to deal with me in the future! Don't shine as if you were before! Come straighten your waist and walk over!"

The Guangdong businessman heard the local accent and saw that the soldiers did not move to him. He called his younger brother, his son came out, and then went to call out all the fellow villagers on the street:

"Ah! It's really from our place! It's really from the army of the court! Everyone is out of the house!"

At that time, Chinese merchants were spread all over the Southeast Asian region. In places outside the control of Folangji, Chinese were the first-class people, Folangji, Hui merchants were the second-class people, and the indigenous princes in the South Asian region were the third-class people, and the indigenous poor were the lowest. In Malacca, Mayi and other places controlled by Folangji, Folangji were the first-class people, followed by Chinese - but this was the situation before the war.

After Sosa started the war against the Ming Dynasty, the Chinese's status dropped sharply and they all became the target of suspicion and suppression. However, the number of Chinese people was too large and distributed too widely. Sosa wanted to dismantle the Ming Dynasty's military power first, so there was no time to clean up the Chinese people's forces in the South China Sea at the same time, but threatened and intimidated them with a policy of restraint and temporarily suppressed them. Sosa's plan was to defeat the Ming Navy first, occupy various ports, and wait until the situation stabilized before provoking hatred between the indigenous and the Chinese, and then massacre them on excuses to wipe out the Chinese's marks in the South China Sea.

During these days, the Chinese in Southeast Asia were worried and worried that they would be liquidated. However, they heard that the imperial troops had retreated even more and felt pain and helpless. Palawan and Brahma still had a lot of hope for the official army, and the Chinese in rural Singapore were also preparing to welcome the counterattack of the Ming navy. Only the Chinese merchants in Malacca did not dare to expect the Ming official army to come here in a short time.

However, the "most impossible" thing happened this time. The Zhenhai Hou, who was so powerful all over the world, actually appeared in Manlaca like falling from the sky, which made all the Chinese in the city feel like they were in a dream!

However, after they came out, they saw the soldiers of their country standing majestic on every street, and the officials in charge of propaganda repeatedly enlightened them. The Chinese businessmen were surprised and their hearts gradually faded away, and their pride gradually grew. The young people first boiled and cheered. When one person relaxed his mind, there was a second, the third, ten, and a hundred!

When the whole city was in Cantonese and Minnan dialect, all Chinese could not help but rush out of the house, and the women squeezed to the door, looking at their father's happy face, their husbands' smile, and the soldiers with the same face as their fathers stood straight at the intersection of the street. These women also believed it - that was not a force that threatened them, but a force that protected them!

"Haha... the army of the court is really here. The Malacca is ours! The Malacca is ours!"

"Ly Du is really involved in my conversation in the future!"

"Make money and avoid shocking foreigners robbing you!"

The Chinese people in Malacca were unprecedentedly excited, but the other groups each had their own ideas. Some Huihui people who were friends with the Chinese also danced out and danced behind them, and said a few words: "Brother, we are friends, we will take care of us in the future."

Most of the Malay natives in the city are employed. They don’t feel anything when they see the Chinese as power, because the highest level has changed from the Folangji people to the Chinese, which is no different for them. Relatively speaking, Chinese merchants are more kind to Malay hirers, so many Malays are happy to see Chinese take over the city.

Only a few hundred Portuguese families were huddled in the house, some were trembling, and some prepared weapons to make the final battle.

They all knew in their hearts that this battle was initiated by them. Now the enemy's army has bypassed Luzon and Brah rushed straight to Malacca. What good end can those who stayed behind in their hometowns have?

After a moment of confusion, Francisco V Toscano quickly started to think about it - he had to find a way, he had to find a way! Now it is no longer a question of whether or not money is money, but a question of how to save his life!

"Bao bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

What sounded outside was not gunfire, but firecrackers!
Chapter completed!