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The indigenous people on Luzon Island were like groups of monkeys scattered in the mountains, with each group having its own territory.
Now that they are suddenly gathered together, it is inevitable that conflicts will intensify.
That night, the moon was dark, the wind was strong, and dark clouds gradually gathered.
Asnan, the chief of the Balasa tribe, stood in front of his hut, wearing the cotton cloth given by the Qin army. As the chief of the tribe, the reward he received was three times that of ordinary members of the tribe.
He was originally very satisfied with this.
But recently, the chief of the Niaowang tribe, Haru, took advantage of his good relationship with a commander of the Qin army named Tong, and sent people to marry his daughter with only a piece of cloth as a betrothal gift. Of course, Asnan would not agree.
As a result, after being rejected, Haru continued to instigate his tribesmen to cause trouble.
The number of Niaowang tribe members is thousands less than that of Balasa tribe, but every time they provoke a fight, they choose to pick a fight when there are fewer people from the Balasa tribe. In several fights, the Balasa tribe members suffered great losses, with four tribesmen killed or injured.
In response, the Qin army adopted a conciliatory attitude and did not allow the Balasa tribe to retaliate.
This was obviously because Haru had a good relationship with the Qin army commander named Tong. At least that was what Asnan thought. Being bullied by a tribe that was weaker than his own made Asnan feel very uncomfortable, and his tribesmen were clamoring for revenge all day long, and everyone was indignant.
Asnan looked at the dark sky, wondering how he could curry favor with a Qin general to support the Balasa tribe.
Just then, there was a burst of noise coming from the east, as if something had happened. Asnan had a bad feeling in his heart.
Soon, several tribesmen came running with torches and shouted to him, "Chief, it's bad. Nianbai and Puro have been killed, and Nianbai's daughter is missing."
"Their home was also robbed. The young chieftain found an arrow used by the Niaowang tribe in Nianbai's home. This must have been done by the Niaowang tribe. The young chieftain led everyone to find Haru to settle the score."
Asnan said that it was not good, his son Ma Luo was engaged to Nian Bai's daughter, and Nian Bai's daughter was missing, so his son would definitely not let it go.
Asnan himself was filled with anger. The Niaowang tribe was going too far. It was clear that they did not take the Balasa tribe seriously.
"Gather the tribesmen, let's go find Haru to discuss this matter."
"Yes, Patriarch."
The Balasa tribe's residence was connected to the Niaowang tribe's residence, and Asnan's son Maro's fiancée was robbed. Coupled with the hatred that had been accumulated for a long time, he completely lost his mind and rushed into the Niaowang tribe's residence with more than 300 people, beating everyone he saw.
When Asnan arrived with thousands of tribesmen, the two sides had already started fighting. Maro was besieged by the Niaowang tribe and one of his eyes was blinded. The situation was extremely dangerous. Seeing this, the tribesmen brought by Asnan immediately rushed in and joined the fierce fight.
That night, it was like dry wood meeting a raging fire, and the densely populated indigenous tribes began to fight one after another for unknown reasons.
The Luhani, Kengba, Mudnan, Hisan, Dongbei, Palawan, etc., each attacked the residential area of their enemies. All the hatred accumulated over the past two months completely erupted on this night;
Within a radius of 20 miles around Fusu City, there were 200,000 or 300,000 native tribes living densely together. Almost all of them were affected. There were flames everywhere, and people were fighting with weapons. Women were crying, and children were crying. No one cared, and everything was in chaos.
This scene of chaos inevitably reminds people of the many anti-Chinese incidents that occurred on the island of Luzon. During those anti-Chinese incidents, the natives of Luzon rushed into the Chinese communities and wantonly killed, burned, raped and looted.
The Chinese cried and struggled helplessly, but what they received in return was only more inhumane ravages. Every time an anti-Chinese incident occurred, tens of thousands of Chinese died tragically. The natives robbed the Chinese of their property and women, and stepped on the corpses of the men, enjoying the pleasure of getting something for nothing.
When the Qin army in Fusu City saw the flames everywhere outside the city and the shouts of the tide, they immediately sent Aquino and two hundred Qin soldiers out of the city to suppress the rebellion.
It was a dark night with flames everywhere. Compared with the chaos involving 200,000 to 300,000 people, Aquino's 2,000 to 3,000 men and the 200 men of Marine Corps Commander He Qingyuan were just a drop in the bucket.
In addition, He Qingyuan had no strategy at all. He led Aquino's vassal army and just rushed around and killed people. As a result, Aquino saw Qin soldiers falling down continuously at the beginning. Some of the Qin soldiers were injured and half of their bodies were covered in blood. It was extremely scary.
Aquino's vassal army suffered hundreds of casualties. Seeing that the scene was too chaotic and the casualties were too heavy, He Qingyuan had to retreat to Fusu City with twenty or thirty Qin army "corpses".
Aquino also wanted to retreat, but was stopped by He Qingyuan, who asked them to continue suppressing the rebellion outside the city.
The next morning, the rebellion outside the city had not yet been completely quelled, and the natives in the city saw twenty or thirty "corpses" of the Qin army neatly arranged in front of the former Spanish Governor's Palace. Thousands of Qin soldiers lined up in front of the yamen, with white silk wrapped around their arms, looking extremely solemn. Funeral music was soon played in the army, and a sad atmosphere permeated the air.
Admiral Zheng Sihai of the East China Sea Fleet, along with a dozen Qin army generals, appeared in front of thousands of Qin troops with murderous shouts.
Zheng Sihai shouted, "Soldiers of Daqin, since we came to Luzon, we have fought bloody battles to defeat the Spaniards and rescue the natives of Luzon from the slavery of the Spaniards.
Now we are giving them land, silver, cloth, tea, and porcelain. This is a great favor. We only want to influence these natives and let them live a good life.
But they still remained beastly and cruel, and even started a rebellion and killed our brave soldiers. Did you see it? Did you all see it? Our comrades fell under the swords of the natives. "
"Blood debt must be repaid with blood!"
"Blood debt must be repaid with blood!"
"Blood debt must be repaid with blood!"
Thousands of Qin soldiers roared to the sky, and the sound shook the clouds. The locals in the city saw this scene and couldn't help but tremble with fear. They just hoped that the rebellion outside the city would not affect them.
At Zheng Sihai's command, thousands of Qin troops rumbled out of the city, divided into teams of a hundred men each, and surrounded the natives from all sides. The natives outside the city had no idea that they had "killed" dozens of Qin soldiers, and only thought that the Qin troops had come out to maintain the situation.
When the natives who were still fighting fell down under the gunfire of the Qin army, the rest were frightened and stopped. The Qin army roared in unison and drove them together.
Under the rising sun, flames were still coming out of large huts, the ground was littered with scattered items and corpses. The injured natives fell to the ground screaming. The entire area outside Fusu City was in a mess, and the smell of blood filled the air.
The natives had the courage to fight each other and seek revenge, but facing the Qin army's bullets, they did not dare to resist much. Under the Qin army's roar, those who were a little slower were immediately shot.
Two or three hundred thousand natives were squeezed and driven by thousands of Qin troops all the way to the west of the city. To the east was the city wall, to the south was the wide Bashi River, and the Qin naval guns in the port could completely cover this area.
The natives were crowded together, forming a large black mass. Thousands of Qin soldiers with guns blocked the north side, and there were also Qin soldiers on the city wall, monitoring from above. There were also Qin soldiers' small and medium-sized warships patrolling back and forth on the Pasig River. The gunboats in the port were positioned sideways, and their cannons were loaded with shotgun shells.
The natives who were driven here did not dare to resist. Under the orders of the Qin army, they squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands and huddled together. Only then did they feel something was wrong. It seemed that the Qin army's actions were not as simple as leaving the city to maintain the situation.
They were in a panic, looking at the rows of gun muzzles of the Qin army. Some were still shouting in despair, trying to explain that they were victims last night.
For example, Asinan, the chief of the Balasa tribe, kept shouting at the Qin army: "Master Qin, it was the Niaowang people who killed my people first. They were the ones who killed and robbed first..."
The Qin army shouted at him, "We gave you land, silver, cloth, and tea, and treated you so well, but you took advantage of it, started a rebellion, and killed our comrades. Do you still want to quibble?"
"Master Qin Jun..."
“Back off, back off!”
The Qin army didn't argue with him at all and immediately pointed their guns at him, scaring Asnan so much that he immediately knelt down.
Aquino brought the remaining 2,000 men, under the command of the Qin army, carried wood over, drove stakes into the periphery, built fences, and penned in 200,000 to 300,000 natives like a flock of sheep.
At this time, the west gate was opened, and twenty or thirty "corpses" of the Qin army were carried out. Amidst bursts of mournful music, they were sent to the Qin army's warships. The warships sailed out, and just a mile away, they slowly placed those "corpses" into the water for "sea burial."
When the natives in the city thought they had escaped danger, the Qin army started to move again.
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