When the men sent by Michael escorted Yales to Manila.
The Manila authorities did not take the matter too seriously and simply announced that Jales would be detained pending trial by the Department of Justice.
Then he sent back the few people sent by Michael.
Because living in Manila requires money, whether it’s food, drink, or accommodation.
Living in Manila for more than half a month requires a lot of expenses.
Although the treatment of mixed-race supervisors is better than that of Chinese miners, the monthly salary they can receive is not much.
The stingy Spanish master does not regard these mixed-race overseers as his own.
Therefore, they decided not to wait for the monthly grain transport team and simply returned to the mine alone.
Just as a few people were preparing to leave Manila, a well-dressed Spaniard with a high nose, deep eyes, and beautiful red hair approached them.
"Master Yada!"
Several people saluted respectfully.
The mine where several people work was opened by Master Yada's father.
Even Michael is just the playmate of this young master Yada.
Yada is very proud. As a pure-blooded Peninsular, he looks down on the mixed-bloods in front of him.
Holding her head high, Yada spoke.
"My father is going to take a respected official from the Governor's Office to inspect the mine, and then he will set off."
"I have to go to the mine in advance to arrange the reception!"
"You guys come with me! There are more people to avoid accidents on the road."
Today's Manila is not peaceful, especially in the wilderness area behind Manila City, which is the boundary of uncivilized indigenous people.
There are even some cannibals among these natives!
The cannibals don't care who you are, Spanish, mixed race, Chinese, or indigenous. In their eyes, as long as you are caught, you are just a snack that can be eaten.
Forcing equality for all living beings!
To be on the safe side, the more people there are, the better when going outdoors.
Several supervisors nodded hurriedly, they did not dare to refuse Master Yada's request.
The group of people left Manila City, and after meeting up with Yada's bodyguards, headed towards the mine.
When they passed by a stream outside Manila where Chinese people lived, the five overseers, who had always lowered their heads and looked extremely humble, all raised their heads.
As if he was afraid that others would not be able to see clearly his red-haired face!
They enjoyed the fearful looks of the Chinese around them and felt great about themselves.
Under the deliberate inducement of the Spanish colonial authorities, the relationship between the Chinese and the Spanish in Manila and the local indigenous people was very bad.
But every time a conflict broke out between the two sides, the Spanish colonial authorities suppressed the Chinese indiscriminately and favored the Spaniards and indigenous people.
This has led to the fact that in Manila today, the status of the Chinese is not as good as that of the indigenous people, and they are truly at the bottom of society.
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Most of the miners in the mine had families. Li Guangyuan left the mine with a platoon of Liberation Army soldiers carrying weapons.
They walked along the winding road towards Manila City.
The road is not very wide and can accommodate at most one carriage. It is surrounded by dense forests on both sides and there are countless poisonous insects, snakes and ants in the depths of the forest.
Manila's natural environment is not very good. It is located in the tropics, and due to insufficient development, miasma is rampant. All kinds of poisonous insects, snakes and ants are everywhere.
Not friendly to foreigners.
However, the soldiers of the Liberation Army had lived in Manila for at least several years and had already adapted to Manila's hot and humid environment.
Li Guangyuan and his party had been traveling for a whole day because they were going home to pick up their families. Everyone was full of energy and no one complained about being tired.
Until late in the evening, the group stopped and began to rest.
A platoon of Liberation Army soldiers, except for those who were on guard duty outside, were all sitting around a bonfire.
Li Guangyuan skewered a piece of cake on a wooden stick and grilled it on the bonfire.
He ate the pancake slowly and took a sip of the boiling water that had just been boiled.
Zhu Hongyu had deliberately told him to drink boiling water, cold water, especially raw water in wild rivers and lakes, and try not to drink it if possible.
Although he doesn't know why, he has always implemented Zhu Hongyu's requests without compromise.
While everyone was eating, a Liberation Army soldier who was responsible for guarding in the distance ran over and opened his mouth to report.
"Company commander, a team of red-haired people is coming towards us!"
"Looking at the attire, he looks like an overseer in a mine!"
Li Guangyuan put down the pancake in his hand, frowned in thought and asked.
"How many people are there and what weapons do they have?"
The Liberation Army soldier who was on guard thought for a moment and said.
"Company commander, there are a total of twelve people on the other side. Each of them has a musket and a sword at his waist!"
Li Guangyuan breathed out a heavy breath and said.
"Put out the bonfire, clean up, and we'll leave now. We'll return to the mine the same way we came to report the news!"
There are twelve people on the other side, and there is a platoon of Liberation Army soldiers on our side, with thirty people.
There are more than twice as many people as the other party!
If the opponent only has cold weapons, Li Guangyuan may choose to fight to eat the opponent.
But the opponent had twelve muskets, and if they really wanted to fight, their platoon would be no match.
Li Guangyuan did not want to see unnecessary casualties, so he ordered a retreat and returned to the mine to report the news.
At the same time, worries arose in his heart.
Hong Mao came so quickly, he must have returned from the team sent to Manila by Michael.
It was much earlier than they expected. It is estimated that the rebellion of the Liberation Army will not be concealed.
Everyone packed up their things, put out the bonfire, cleaned up the traces left on the ground, and quickly returned to the original route.
As soon as Li Guangyuan and his party left, Yada appeared with others.
There were twelve people in the group, except for five who were half-blood supervisors at the mine, and the remaining six were Yada's bodyguards.
These six bodyguards are all real active soldiers of the Spanish Army.
Being able to use active soldiers from the Spanish Army as bodyguards shows that Yada's status in Manila is not low.
His grandfather was once a guest of Manila Governor Barçalo. Although he passed away due to illness, the favor was still there.
His uncle was Colonel Robin, the military commander in Manila, and his uncle, Mr. Olibon, was the most trusted deputy of Mr. Ricca, the consul.
It was precisely because of these connections that Yada's father was able to open a mine in Manila that made a lot of money every day.
Without a strong background, even Spaniards are not qualified to participate in things like mineral development.
The group of twelve people did not notice that anyone had been stationed here. Maybe they did, but they didn't care.
This road leads to the mine, but it is also used by many indigenous tribes. It is normal for people to leave traces on it.
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The atmosphere in the mine was lively, and amid bursts of cheers, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty's Restoration Army kept practicing.
The soldiers shouted neat chants and marched forward. Accompanied by bursts of drumbeats, they thrust out their spears in unison.
The musketeers constantly practiced loading, firing, and charging with bayonets.
More soldiers were running around the mine, constantly running in circles, climbing over obstacles from time to time, and stopping to reorganize their formation.