The plans formulated by Simmons were all within Li Mingxun's expectations. In fact, in the original historical time and space, the Dutch used this method to capture the chicken cage, which prompted the Spanish to surrender.

"Okay, the military command on the front line will be handed over to you. Simmons, Ah Hai, and the Taipei Chief Executive District are responsible for all logistics supplies, especially animal power. It is very labor-intensive to drag heavy artillery to the Holy Trinity Fort." Li Mingxun said at the end.

After the military agreement was over, everyone went to prepare. Li Mingxun, accompanied by Ah Hai, inspected the facilities around Tamsui Castle and planned on the spot. Li Mingxun focused on the slave camp and found that the place where the slaves lived must strictly follow the sanitation regulations formulated by the association. Li Mingxun felt a little relieved.

"Although Taipei is a little cooler than the base camp, it has too much precipitation and is prone to malaria and dysentery in humid and hot environments. You should pay attention to this. Before September, do not launch large-scale conquests. All military operations should be arranged from September to February as much as possible, especially for you, do not enter and exit the wet and hot places at will." Li Mingxun carefully reminded that he could not tell the temperature and humidity needed for the survival of the Plasmodium parasites, and could only turn the knowledge he had mastered into suggestions.

"In fact, it's not that scary. It was snowing in Tamsui Castle last year." Ah Hai said with a smile.

Li Mingxun waved his hand, took out a box from his arms, and handed it to Ah Hai: "This is the bark of the Jinchona tree seized from the sailing boat. There are very few. Only the captain and the middle and senior management above the businessman have the opportunity to use it. For you, don't take your life to risk your life."

Ah Hai carefully put it away, scratched his head, and did not refute it again.

The next morning, the fleet set sail again and headed north to the Jicang. After arriving at the destination, the fleet divided into two groups to block the main channel and the Bachimen waterway, but did not rashly enter the inner port. It sent a paddle boat to be attacked by heavy shore artillery on the main channel, so it had to retreat.

Simmons sent a sailor captured from a sailboat to persuade the surrender. He originally thought that there would be no result, but the facts exceeded Lee Myung-hoon and Simmons' expectations. The Spanish sent an envoy to negotiate.

The Spanish messenger was two missionaries. After Simmons learned about their identities, he went to greet them in person. When Li Mingxun saw Simmons respectfully letting the two priests into the command room, he shook his head helplessly.

What surprised Li Mingxun was that one of the two priests had an Eastern Confucius. He originally thought he was a Han, but after Simmons introduced him, Li Mingxun realized that he thought he was a Japanese priest.

"This is Father Tula from Domingo's church, and the other is Father Quanliu." Simmons introduced.

Lee Mingxun straightened his body and said, "Okay, two priests, what are the conditions for the guard commander!"

Father Tula is a middle-aged man with fair skin and a golden silk robe that looks mysterious and luxurious. Just as Li Mingxun asked, Tula took a step forward and shouted: "You ugly and cruel pagan, you hijacked our sailboat in Guam and committed unforgivable sins. You dare to invade now. It's really damn. Even if you retreat now, it will be difficult to offset the sins you committed..."

Lee Mingxun looked at Simmons. He didn't know where the priest's arrogant capital was. Did he think he would be the same when he saw Simmons performing submissively?

"Wumu!" Li Mingxun shouted.

Umu stepped forward and covered Tula's mouth directly. Li Mingxun said, "Hold this priest Tula at the top of the main mast and let him calm down in the wind."

Umu picked up Tula and left with great strides. Simmons originally wanted to dissuade him, but when he saw Li Mingxun's face was unhappy, he remembered his strict regulations on religion, so he chose to shut up.

"I'm sorry, that's just Father Tula's negotiation skills, and there is no intention of offending at all." Quan Liu walked up and said.

Li Mingxun wiped his face with a gauze scarf and said, "His dirty saliva has sprayed on my face, Father!"

Quan Liu didn't dare to speak anymore, and Li Mingxun said: "The noisy people have already calmed down. Father, let's talk about your purpose now, it's better to be simpler."

Quan Liu thought about it and did not say nonsense, but said: "The garrison commander and the church meant to hand over the castle and artillery to you, and all Spanish soldiers left, and all the rights and interests of the church in Taipei shall not be damaged."

"The price is asking for a lot of money. The Spanish know that I won't agree. How do you plan to compromise?" Li Mingxun waved his hand casually.

"The compromise is that the garrison retains only private property, leaving behind public property and slaves, and the church assists you in gaining dominance over the four villages and communities they control." Quan Liu said.

Lee Myung-hoon asked: "Can't you compromise any more?"

Quan Liu shook his head: "This is all the conditions I know, maybe Father Tula knows more."

Lee Mingxun waved his hand, and from the conditions mentioned by Quan Liu, he knew that the Spaniards could not meet their requirements. Lee Mingxun said: "Simmons, tell him my opinion."

"Father, our consul will not agree. The Spaniards must surrender unconditionally and hand over everything except personal belongings, not only the garrison, but also the church, and all the Spaniards must leave, including all the missionaries, of course, the premise is that the Philippine Governor and the church will take out a ransom that matches your identity." Simmons said.

"This is impossible. I don't know about the garrison, but the church will never give up on its missionary work in Taipei. This is the window for our church to the Ming Dynasty. The church will not give up on thousands of lambs, nor will it give up on its missionary work to the Ming Dynasty." Quan Liu said seriously.

Lee Mingxun suddenly laughed. He saw an interesting detail, that is, Quan Liu didn't seem to be angry. If he was an ordinary priest, he might have gone crazy.

Li Mingxun couldn't help but look at the priest. Quan Liu looked over fifty years old, with pale hair, but his eyes were full of determination. His hands were covered with calluses. He thought he was once a samurai. Li Mingxun said: "I have many Japanese friends, and there are also several of them."

Quan Liu's expression changed, and he whispered: "Thank you for taking in those innocent and guilty lambs."

Li Mingxun smiled, "It's not considered a caring in, I just give them what they deserve. Father, my scout told me that there are twenty to thirty cherry warriors in the city of San Salvador. Do you want these people to be buried with you?"

Simmons hurriedly said: "The Spaniards have slaughtered many of our friends, so the community is strict with them. After the defeat, unless someone pays a ransom for them, they will not be slaves and will be infused into the mines."

Quan Liu's face changed slightly. He already knew that the fleet in front of him had robbed the sailing fleet not long ago. The Philippine Governor's District sent a ship to pick up several priests and some relatives of officers, but was blocked in the port. Faced with such a strong opponent, it was a matter of time before the fall of San Salvador City. Once defeated, no one would pay a ransom for them as mercenaries, and these people were destined to die.

"So what? We are already rootless duckweed. Who can give us a place of survival for freedom of faith?" Quan Liu asked.

Lee Mingxun smiled and said, "I, my subordinates need more samurai. As long as they comply with my religious laws, no matter what sect or belief, they can survive on my land. Warriors who have made meritorious can obtain land."

"Religious Acts?" Quan Liu asked in surprise.

Simmons hurriedly said: "It is the management system of religion within the administrative area of ​​our society, not only targeting the Catholic Church, but also other religions."

"I would like to hear the details." Quan Liu said.

Simmons explained in detail that when Li Mingxun led his army to snatch the San Juan, he captured the first priest of the club. The sailors who once served in Spain recruited most of the craftsmen from Macau, Southeast Asia, and even Europe who believed in Christianity and Catholicism. Religious issues have become an inevitable problem for the club.

Li Mingxun's attitude towards religion has always been very strict. In the knowledge he has mastered, most of the religions of this era are tools for making money and exploiting money under the cloak of faith, especially the Catholic Church. Fundamentally, the society needs everyone to gather under its own ruling system, rather than losing unity because of faith. When religion cannot be eliminated, Li Mingxun can only choose to limit it.

After the establishment of the Senate, the religious management system of the association was announced in the form of a decree. In areas controlled by the association, people have the freedom of faith, but religion does not have the freedom to preach. All religious people must stay in their own religious places, not go out at will, and they are not allowed to preach in places outside the prescribed places. The number of religious places and religious people is determined by the number of believers.

In addition, religious people are not allowed to own land and private property. The finance of religious places is controlled by financial personnel sent by the association. All people entering religious places, whether believers or not, must pay religious tax. Some of the religious taxes are used to build religious places, and most of them are included in the public account of the association as management costs.

Simply put, Li Mingxun makes religion more costly, and missionary costs are expensive. He will not change his faith, but he must control the number of believers. Of course, there is another important rule that only citizens have freedom of faith, and slaves do not.

It can be said that under the strict control of the community, Catholicism and Buddhism in the country have not developed too much, and have not affected the rise of the community, and the power of believers has not been damaged. For example, Simmons, as long as he does not go to the church in the port, there will be no property loss, which also eliminates the control of religion over believers.

Quan Liu listened carefully and his expression gradually became serious. If he cooperated with Li Mingxun, the only one who was injured was the church, not the Chezhidan warrior.

"Father, you can consider joining us. I can tell you responsibly that not only Taiwan, but the community controls too much land and is willing to reward it to those who contribute to the community. Regardless of nation, country or belief, as long as you contribute to the community, you can get it. Even if the Chezhi Dan scattered in Southeast Asia is under my command, it is nothing. Are you willing to continue to wander like gypsies or have your own place, it is all in your mind." Li Mingxun said with a smile.

"As long as we swear allegiance after the war, can we?" Quan Liu asked.

Lee Mingxun smiled: "Of course it is impossible. Those Chezhidan, as mercenaries, will resist in the next battle. The club is never kind to the people who resist. If you want to join us, it is better to make a choice, well... For example, helping us capture the Holy Trinity Fort, I can give all Chezhidan warriors freedom, and let them join our army, become citizens of the club, and have the right to obtain land."

"Wumu, send Father Quan Liu to my room to rest and have a good hospitality." Li Mingxun ordered.

After Quan Liu left, Simmons said: "His Consul, do you think Quan Liu will accept your advice?"

Lee Myung-hoon said: "It will definitely be."

Simmons looked surprised: "Why are you so sure?"

Lee Mingxun said: "Because Quan Liu hesitated, Simmons, you should know that he is a priest. As long as he hides in the castle, he will definitely survive. The church in Manila will also pay the ransom for him. What losses will he have except for some property? But Quanxun still hesitated. Simmons, unlike those white priests, in their eyes, there are only God and gold coins, and in Quanxun's eyes, there is also survival and freedom."

Simmons lowered his head and did not ask again. He knew that Chezhidan was all people expelled by the Tokugawa shogunate in Japan. They could not return to their hometowns and wandered around Southeast Asia. They had also gained a place in Siam, but failed here because they participated in the political struggle. These people wandered around, selling their skills in various ports and making a living as soldiers. Whether in Manila, Macau, or Peking University, they are the lowest-level existences.

Not to mention that Li Mingxun respected their beliefs, even if it only provided them with a stable living environment, it would be enough to make the Chezhi Dans moved.

"Father Quan Liu is different from other priests I have met. Other priests value God, while Father Quan Liu values ​​the Lamb." Simmons finally said.

As Li Mingxun guessed, Quan Liu agreed to Li Mingxun's request and returned to San Salvador City with the scarred priest Thura. When he arrived, he observed the post and found that the Spaniards on Sheliao Island had abnormal movements. A group of sected Dan warriors changed their defenses to the Holy Trinity Fort. The next morning, the Marines landed on Sheliao Island and rushed to the Holy Trinity Fort on the top of the mountain. The battle was over.

The sudden attack of the Chris Dan warriors captured and killed six Spanish people, and the remaining soldiers and slaves fled or surrendered. The Trinity Fortress fell into the hands of the community. Throughout the day, the soldiers dragged the eighteen-pound cannons unloaded from the White Shark with mules, preparing a total of five. After the first two cannons arrived, they opened fire. Three rounds of volleys broke a building in the city of San Salvador. Soon, a white flag was raised in the city, and the garrison commander of the city of San Salvador committed suicide, including 97 Spaniards, more than 140 women, children, 320 native Filipinos, and more than 40 native Taiwanese, all surrendered.
Chapter completed!