Jags returned to the school with a heavy expression. This famous Emperor of the Hua Dynasty was different from the emperors in the history of the Central Plains dynasty that he was familiar with.

This person doesn't even talk about the surface benevolence and righteousness, and will revenge if he has any grudges. He will not be ruthless and will not compromise.

It is said that during the vigorous Northern Expedition, he was unwilling to accept even prisoners. This was a taboo in military strategists. How could he not know about it for many years? Only those who are strong to a certain level will choose such an extreme method and complete the Northern Expedition plan in four years of bloodshed.

Jags is a complete Chinese expert. He also knows about the Chinese in Luzon. Because of this, he did not continue to plead with mercy, but seized the time to come back and select ten lucky ones.

The Spanish rushed forward and surrounded him in the middle, asking about the situation outside, and asking if he had succeeded.

Jags endured his grief and swore under the statue of Jesus that he had received the promise of the Emperor of Huachao that he would not kill these people's lives.

This was the first time Jaguars lied, and he had no choice. This wise priest knew the nature of his compatriots. If he admitted that only ten people could survive, the survivors at St. Thomas University would definitely kill each other, and the winner would not agree with the emperor's conditions. At that time, the entire army would be wiped out.

Ignoring the Spanish who cried with joy, Jagos summoned his own students, three girls and eight boys, all of whom were Italian.

Like Matteo Ricci, Jags also comes from the Vatican on the Apennine Peninsula. He has a high status in all Catholic countries.

Jaggs's students, as he came to a church, Jaggs quietly closed the door and locked it from inside with a cross lock.

"Father, what are we doing?"

"Child, we're on Noah's Ark."

Spain was not happy for long, and the time for an incense stick came in a blink of an eye, and the Chinese soldiers began to step into the school.

The school gate was very tall, but not strong, and the soldiers who broke into the gate began to kill. The Spaniards searched for Father Jagus frantically, cursing and shouting, their hatred for Accord even exceeded the killing soldiers in front of them.

The soldiers obeyed the emperor's will, and everything here was precious except for the Spanish, especially books.

Some soldiers began to search for books, materials and maps in the houses one by one, and slowly moved under a big tree.

Hou Xuanyan looked at all this coldly, and there was no one worthy of sympathy for the colonists, especially those in the Far East. This battle would have to kill the sun and the moon and the Chinese who walked in any corner of the world from then on, so that all the people knew that killing Chinese would cost a price.

The twelve people in the church, listening to the sounds outside, trembling all over, as if hiding in a corner of hell.

The loud crackling sound of the door made them even more scared. With a bang, the church door was smashed and the three soldiers rushed into it were still bleeding from the knife in their hands.

"It's me, take me to see Your Majesty." Jaggs spoke authentic Fengyang dialect, which made the two soldiers feel a little friendly, and took them under the big tree.

Seeing Hou Xuanyan protecting all the books in St. Thomas University, Jagus felt a strange feeling in his heart. Does this murderous tyrant actually respect knowledge?

Hou Xuanyan read these books casually, all of which were words that he couldn't understand. He took them back to study them and might gain something. This period is different from the past, and the West also has its own unique features. Only by looking at the world can we ensure progress.

Seeing Jagos come back, Hou Xuanyan closed the book and smiled and said, "Jagus, I will do what I say. After verifying the identities of these ten people, you can leave."

Jagos said with a difficult face and said, "Your Majesty, there are eleven people here, but they are all Italians, no Spanish, and have never participated in the massacre."

Hou Xuan showed his hands and said, "I only kill the Spaniards in this trip. Since I am an Italian, it has nothing to do with the Tuhua incident, so I am naturally not a revenge. The soldiers under my command will avenge their enemies and will never kill innocent people indiscriminately."

Jagos's eyes turned dark and almost fainted. He had known that he would have protected ten more Spanish students. I hope God could forgive his mistakes made by this foolishness.

Hou Xuanyan laughed and threw out his olive branch: "Yagus, since you have served in the Imperial Heaven Supervision of the Ming Dynasty, my empire is in line with the Ming Dynasty. Why not continue to come to China? I will give you a minister of the Ministry of Works."

Jagus' expression moved, but he thought about how difficult it was to preach in the Ming Dynasty, so hesitated.

Hou Xuanyan didn't force himself and said, "I have opened many schools across the country and are preparing to integrate a university in the near future. If you are interested, you can also take your compatriots to continue to come to China."

After saying that, Hou Xuanyan turned around and left, wandered around the bloody St. Thomas University for a while, and then saw soldiers escorting a few foreign chiefs over.

"Your Majesty, this is the Spanish Governor Oquedo, and the remaining two seem to be nobles."

Hou Xuanyan nodded and said, "Leave Okuido, and the other two will be dragged down and killed."

Diego couldn't understand, but he knew that he was probably dead when he was pulled down. He shouted loudly in Spanish and spared his life. The soldiers grabbed the fat man like a chicken and killed him.

The remaining Oquette was already frightened by this kind of killing. The executioner put down his weapons and was more afraid of death than ordinary people. Especially Oquette, as a governor of one side, and as a local emperor, he had become more jealous of his life in Luzon for so many years.

Hou Xuanyan looked at the Governor of Luzon in front of him, and was also the leader of all Spain in the Far East. He was pressed to the ground, his legs trembled. The former neat and straight noble military uniform has now become dilapidated. The hat on his head has long disappeared, and his chaotic blonde hair is covered with dust. He was hiding in a corner and was pulled out.

"Do you want to survive?"

After Hou Xuan finished speaking, a translator came forward to him and repeated it to him. Oqudeo nodded quickly. The scared look was even more cowardly than any traitor who was about to die. No one would have thought that he was still a god-like existence in Luzon a month ago.

If Oquette still kept his former sanity, he would know that this was an impossible event, but now he was scared out of his courage and naturally nodded desperately.

Hou Xuanyan laughed and said, "That's very simple. Just run around this big tree for three days, and I will spare your life. If you stop in the middle, cut the flesh on your body into 30,000 pieces. We call this Lingchi death."
Chapter completed!