The sun never sets in America

Chapter 17 The Crisis of the Monte Tribe

Boom...boom...

The death-like cannon harvested countless living Indian lives.

The yellow and slightly dark faces of the Indians on the ground could no longer see any life. Only the mottled blood stains and the frightening and disgusting mutilated corpses constantly told how cruel this war was -
"Fire..."

bang... bang...

Following the order of the white Mexican militia officer, a series of Indian prisoners were shot on the spot. Even after that, the bodies were not even buried, but burned with torches...

When the wind blew, all that was left was a pile of coke dust swinging in the air, and there was no longer any evidence of the existence of the local Indians.

Because these Mexican whites basically destroyed all the traces that could be seen and showed the Indians.

Everything is to cover up their countless crimes in this war...

Scenes like this happened in many places in California, with an Indian disappearing every moment.

"Captain, the news just sent from the direction of Los Angeles requires us to go to the next location as soon as possible to meet up with the Fourth Regiment to encircle and suppress the largest Monte tribe in the area..." Captain Cotter said to Ramo, the leader of the [-]st Mexican Militia Regiment. Sihui reported, "This is where the Monte tribe is." Captain Cote then unfolded the military map he carried and pointed to a Latin letter marking the Monte tribe in the northwest and continued to Captain Ramos.

"These damn Los Angeles bureaucrats..." When he saw that Los Angeles wanted him to rush to the Monte tribe location more than 100 kilometers away from him as soon as possible, Captain Ramos immediately cursed out in anger, "We are all here and there along the way. How many times have I run away, why is it that our first group is always doing this kind of hard work..." Captain Ramos continued to complain about the unfairness above.

"Captain, I think the higher-ups are just trying to punish us, just to see that we are easy to talk to. Otherwise, why don't they dare to mess with the third regiment or that regiment?" Captain Kurt also had a full face after hearing this. Complaints echoed.

The so-called Nadun regiment that they dare not provoke is mainly because the Nadun regiment made a big deal about the subsidy last time, and even if Governor Huaco Covia hadn't asked officials at all levels and front-line officers to strictly block the news... and deducted the front-line soldiers. The subsidy thing has long been spread...

And the reason why the Naton Regiment was able to make such a big fuss, and even forced Governor Joaquin Covia to execute several Los Angeles officials to quell the anger of the Naton Regiment soldiers, the most important thing is that the Naton Regiment gang were flying the Mexican flag. He said that he would go into Los Angeles to seek justice from all Californian bureaucrats... which directly frightened all those Mexican bureaucrats.

Good guys, I am preparing to use force against them...

Although these people finally surrendered, behind the scenes there were still those who were cursing the barbarism of the Naton people and the rudeness of the entire Naton town-——
After all, these white Mexican bureaucrats who are accustomed to playing power cannot stand the use of force if they disagree. They are afraid of death...

In fact, what Captain Kurt said is absolutely right. Those bastard bureaucrats in Los Angeles made their first regiment the fire captain at first. It was an unintentional move. It was completely the other regiments. It was as if they didn't hear anything. In the end, it was discovered that only the first group was the most obedient. Didn't they think of this troublesome thing?

This is also the norm among Mexican bureaucracies!
"These bastards!" Captain Ramos immediately cursed after thinking about it. "You have to go two days later this time. If someone is sent to ask questions from above, you will say that you are fighting with the Indians along the way..." Ramos Captain Si ordered Captain Kurt cunningly, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

"Yes, sir!!"

Captain Kurt saluted and agreed.

"A bunch of guys who are like shit." Even after Captain Kurt left, Captain Ramos was still cursing the Mexican bureaucrats in Los Angeles City. This shows how much conflicts the two sides have accumulated these days.

Boom...boom...

A large number of cannonballs hit the wall built by the Monte tribe. Several times, a gap was made in the wall, which was blocked by the Indian warriors of the Monte tribe with their own lives... Behind the wall filled with gunpowder smoke was Members of the Monte tribe, old men, children, and the Monte warriors who were fighting in colors on the other side of the wall.

At this moment, life has become insignificant compared with the survival of the tribe and the life of his family.

"The artillery continues to fire..." Walter, the leader of the Fourth Mexican White Militia Regiment, held a telescope from behind and looked at the spots ahead, filled with smoke, like a stone wall that was about to collapse, but the wall seemed to have some kind of support... As long as there is a gap, Indians will immediately fill it, even if they die under gunfire because of this, they will not hesitate.

boom……

Another wall was blown open. Captain Walter immediately seized this rare opportunity and immediately gave the order: "cover artillery fire, musketeers advance..." Captain Walter issued the war order in an orderly manner.

"Yes, sir!"

The adjutant immediately agreed after hearing this.

Boom...boom...bang...bang...

Then we saw that the entire battlefield changed from a single shelling to a cooperation between musketeers and rear artillery.

One kept using artillery shells to suppress the Indians who were preparing for reinforcements in the wall, while the other seized the opportunity and kept shooting at the small gap in the wall in an attempt to suppress the Monte tribe musketeers inside.

bang... bang...

boom……

The hundreds of Monte tribe musketeers inside the wall couldn't raise their heads due to the shells and dense ammunition. At this moment, they discovered that they were so proud of the muskets they imported from Liujiabao at a huge price... The Mexican white ghosts on the opposite side were skilled The tactics were of no use at all, and some people even planned to pin their hopes of victory on the close combat between the Mexican white ghosts after they broke into the wall... because only in this way could the Monte tribe defeat these Mexican white ghosts.

Just when the Mexican musketeers who were advancing to the gap in the wall were about to attack and massacre, a burst of artillery fire not far away started the music of the Monte tribe's counterattack...

Boom...boom...

A large number of artillery shells hit the military formation of the white Mexican musketeers who had gathered together in a tight formation, like a huge boulder hitting the ground, immediately taking away the lives of dozens of white Mexican musketeers.

Boom...boom...

Another burst of artillery, as dense as before, came, covering the already exploded and chaotic Mexican musketeer phalanx, once again setting off a bloody storm.

Just when the white Mexican musketeers who were stunned by the bombing were preparing to retreat, the Monte tribe musketeers and those holding spears emerged from the gap in the wall and directly cut off any retreat for them... The two parties instantly mixed together. Together.

bang... bang...

At the beginning, you could still hear the sounds of each other turning on each other, but in the end it became less and less, and only the most primitive fighting sounds were left. At this point, it was obvious that these Indian warriors who had been hunting since childhood and even fighting with mountain lions were more important. Advantage!

Soon they could no longer resist, and the remaining dozens of white Mexican musketeers also died under the wall. Their death was even more painful than the musketeers who were killed by artillery fire, and not a single person was left alive...all here. With one step forward, both sides have long since lost their only humanity and become more and more like a group of beasts that only know how to kill.

The difference is that beasts have no brains, but humans do!

"Where did the cannons come from? Who can tell me, where did these Indians get so many cannons?" Captain Walter, who had been observing the situation in the rear, was stunned at first when he saw the cannonballs fired from the side and rear. It was unbelievable. Then, after seeing hundreds of white Mexican musketeers whose ears had been killed by the Indians, they couldn't bear it anymore and yelled out.

But no one present could give the answer that Walter wanted, because for the original Indian tribes, most of them were one, or at most two, and it was the first time for such intensive artillery fire like today, even they themselves Very dumbfounded.

"I remembered that the Indian artillery should have been given by Liujiabao. Last time I saw the square characters on it among the trophies of a tribe!" A Mexican militia lieutenant immediately stood up and shouted, letting everyone People reacted instantly.

In this North America, apart from the Mexicans and those damn Americans, as well as the British Empire as far away as Canada - who else has artillery? You don't need to think about it. It's the Liujiabao that originally left them helpless. This one appeared out of thin air. The Chinese forces... have complete artillery and flintlock manufacturing capabilities.

Thinking about it this way, it becomes reasonable that the Monte tribe has a large number of artillery. It is even possible that all Indian tribes that own artillery and even muskets are related to Liujiabao...

"Retreat first..." Suddenly at this time, Captain Walter issued the order to retreat, "This place is not far from Liujiabao. If the Monte tribe has so many artillery, it must have a deep connection with Liujiabao. Maybe Liujiabao's reinforcements are on the way. If we stay here now, we may turn from hunters into prey..." Captain Walter has a clear mind about all this, and even the strength of the fourth regiment. Cognition, he is not one of those idiots who doesn't know his own name after fighting a few primitive Indian tribes.

In addition, Captain Walter was cautious by nature, so he almost had the words "Ming Zhe Protect Yourself" engraved on his face.

Another important reason is that in the battle just now, hundreds of musketeers were lost. This is a large number for a 600-person Mexican militia regiment. Without some rest and recovery, the morale of the fourth regiment will be easily reduced. Collapse...

"Retreat..." Captain Walter looked regretfully on the horse at the wall on the opposite side that was almost taken down. Then he waved the horse's head, waved the whip in his hand, and loudly gave the order to retreat.

It was said that they were retreating, but the military formation was still in order to prevent the Indians behind them from pursuing them.

Finally, they slowly withdrew to a nearby mountainous area, waiting for the arrival of the first regiment, and then together they conquered the entire Monte tribe.

Within the Monte tribe, an emergency meeting concerning the future survival of the entire Monte tribe is being held...

(End of this chapter)