The Battle of San Petro Castle ended. The Jiangning Army won the battle and captured more than 5,000 people. This is a good thing, but there were more than 5,000 mouths all at once, which is also a big challenge to the logistics of the Jiangning Army.

However, while taking over Fort San Petro, the Jiangning Army also seized a large amount of weapons and ammunition while seizing a lot of food, which made the logistics battalion less stressed.

It’s just that the food is still sufficient for the time being, but accommodation has become another problem.

Although there are still many houses in Fort San Petro, it is obvious that Huang Jiye, who is responsible for custodying the prisoners, would not be stupid enough to let so many prisoners live in these houses. So under the current circumstances, only a vacant land of about hundreds of acres was circled on the southwest of the castle, and the prisoners were placed in the open air.

Of course, Huang Jiye never thought of improving the living environment for these prisoners. After all, for the Jiangning Army, fighting is their main business, and building a house does not belong to their business scope.

Logically speaking, although Huang Jiye's management is relatively rough, he is the one who takes the knife after all. The prisoners are reluctant and dare not say anything. Moreover, Luzon has a subtropical climate, and it is still October now, and the weather is still within a tolerable range, but the climate here is a bit changeable.

The next morning, Huang Jiye, who had just woken up, immediately received a report that nearly 100 prisoners had colds of varying degrees, and many even had fevers. Huang Jiye had a headache now.

Although he has no good feelings for these red-haired Japanese devils, he must not ignore them. Colds and fevers these days are not minor illnesses, it can kill people.

If he ignores the patient, the sick people will definitely increase at a rate of geometric times. Once something goes wrong with the prisoner camp, Yang Feng will investigate and hit him.

In desperation, Huang Jiye could only go to the medical camp in person and requested Zhang Bailing to send medical staff to see the wounded. On the other hand, he found a way to gather a batch of tents. Although the number was not large, only more than 200 were more than 200, he could at least put more than 2,000 first-time women and children in it. As for those young and strong men, they could only continue to stay in the open world.

However, the Jiangning Army did not raise these people in vain. The war had just exceeded all the time and there was a lot of things to do. These male prisoners were taken by soldiers to Castle San Petro every day to clean up the ruins and repair the collapsed or damaged buildings. The women and children were arranged to do some easier jobs such as mending, washing clothes, cooking, etc.

In the evening of that day, after work, the prisoners were taken back to the prisoner camp southwest outside the city as usual. At this time, the women in charge of cooking quickly brought the supper aside to prepare for dinner.

Although the living environment of the prisoners was indeed bad, they did not treat them very seriously in terms of food. Although it is impossible to say that big fish and meat serve them, porridge, steamed buns and pickles are full.

After dinner, it was already dark, and groups of prisoners gathered together to chat.

Castro sat on the ground, leaning against a tree root behind him.

At this moment, he no longer had the kind of well-dressed appearance he used to be. His originally straight military uniform was not only dirty, but also had several holes broken in several places.

"Col. I've been looking for you for a long time. Why are you sitting here alone?" A voice rang beside him.

Castro turned his head and looked at it, "It's Houster, is there anything?"

A thin lieutenant walked quickly to Castro and sat down and whispered: "Col. Have you heard of it? Today, many of us have spread. Those Ming people want to pick people among us. Do you have any ideas?"

When Castro heard that it was this, he leaned back on the root of the tree and said lazily: "Why... do you have any ideas?"

Houster smiled embarrassedly, "Col. The marquis of the Ming Kingdom two days ago also said that we have to work hard here for fifteen years before we can regain freedom, but you also know what it is like to work hard. Most people have been for fifteen years, not to mention fifteen years, and I am afraid that even three years will not be able to pass.

So if we don't want to die here, we may have to apply for a job from them as the marquis said."

"Application for a job, is it to bow to them?" A hint of anger appeared on Castro's face.

"Second Lieutenant, don't forget how Governor Field and those of our fellow countrymen died, have you forgotten their hatred so quickly?"

There was a look of shame on Houster's face, but slowly his expression became firmer again, and he said slowly: "Col. I know you are still worried about the battle a few days ago, but it is a war after all, so isn't it normal for you to lose and win?

I am only twenty-five years old this year, and I want to go home. I don’t want to die one day in the dark mine, and then be admitted to thrown into a big pit. In the end, even the body was eaten by wild animals. I am unwilling to accept it!”

At the end, Houster became excited, "I'm afraid you don't know yet. Just today, just today, Captain Mitchell had called out dozens of his original subordinates away, and it is said that he had defected to the Ming people together."

"What?"

Castro stood up and his face turned flushed.

"Mitchell...how dares he betray Spain and the great Majesty Philip IV! I must kill this bastard!"

"he……"

House was about to speak, but when he just raised his head, he saw a group of people walking towards him, and then smiled bitterly: "Sir Colonel, it seems you don't have to do it yourself, Captain Mitchell is here in person."

"Um……"

Castro looked up in surprise and saw a group of people walking towards him not far away. Which one was not Captain Mitchell?

Today, Mitchell has already worn the Jiangning Army's unique green uniform and is wearing the Jiangning Army's unique high-top rubber shoes. But what surprised Castro the most was that they were carrying muskets behind them.

Being able to wear weapons proves that they have gained the trust of the Ming people. How is this possible?

With a lot of questions, Castro slowly stood up.

Soon, Mitchell walked to him and stopped, and the two of them looked at each other quietly.

After a long time, Castro said contemptuously: "Captain Mitchell, congratulations on finding a new master. Are you here now preparing to execute me?"

"No!"

Mitchell was not angry at Castro's words. He smiled faintly: "Col. On the contrary, I came here today to discuss things with you. Please rest assured that this matter is a good thing for you and for those of us captured."

"Good thing!"
Chapter completed!