The sun never sets in America

Chapter 20 The End of the Fourth Militia Regiment

"What's going on with the Indians across the way?" Walter, the leader of the fourth regiment of the Mexican militia stationed in a highland near the Monte tribe, was asking his adjutant about the situation of the Shayemon tribe... After all, the two sides are so close, if Without knowing the movements of the Indians on the opposite side at all times, it would be difficult for Captain Walter to sleep peacefully.

"There is no movement, except that they have once again strengthened the defense of the wall and the local area..." Adjutant Shaye reported to Walter Report.

"Strengthen the defense... Humph!" Hearing that the Indians on the opposite side had once again strengthened their defense, he remembered the shelling under the city wall the day before yesterday, and his face showed unspeakable anger, "Is there any movement in the direction of Liujiabao? "Captain Walter is particularly concerned about the situation of Liujiabao. After all, Liujiabao is not far from them and can be reached in about half a day. Moreover, he has heard about Liujiabao's strength for a long time, so he sends out a large number of troops every day. The cavalry went to investigate in the direction of Liujiabao in order to get the latest information about Liujiabao so that they could make a choice before Liujiabao's army arrived.

"No, there is no movement." Shaye shook his head bitterly. In fact, it was not easy to obtain information about Liujiabao. Liujiabao himself was a veteran in intelligence. How could he not be on guard against this and send out cavalry? , were either intercepted and fled, or simply died there... In just a few days, their fourth regiment had lost four outstanding reconnaissance cavalry.

"Hey..." Captain Walter sighed with mixed feelings after hearing this, "What did the first regiment say?" Walter calmed down his uncomfortable mood and asked the adjutant Saya expectantly. The situation of their reinforcements, the First Regiment of Mexican Militia.

After all, the reason why their fourth regiment stayed put for so long was not because they were afraid of the Indians or because the losses last time were too serious. Most of them were waiting for the first regiment. The most important reason was that the fourth regiment was waiting for the first regiment. The regiment hopes to preserve part of its strength, rather than waste away the troops that Walter relied on for promotion after the war in the offensive and defensive battle against the Monte tribe.

People are selfish. A man like Walter, who comes from a businessman family, relied on his father's donation to enter the military academy, and then spent a lot of money this time for the man who was the commander of the Fourth Regiment... What he values ​​most is that he can give to others in the future. He, and even their family, brought a higher status to the army...

Especially for the increasingly chaotic domestic situation in Mexico, having an army on hand is an important weight at any time... Even if there is a change of dynasty, you can make the maximum profit at the right time.

This is something that Walter, who was born into a businessman family, has always understood.

"There is no news at all about the first regiment. I guess they are still on the way. There may be more Indian tribes on the way. They are busy exterminating the Indians..." Adjutant Shaye cleverly found a reason for the first regiment not to arrive. .

"Well..." After hearing this, Walter nodded, "I hope nothing happens this time!" Walter then looked in the direction of the Monte tribe and sighed, with worry in his eyes.

After all, the person behind them is Liu Jiabao, who is known as the Yellow Peril among white Mexicans, and there is no way to obtain information about Liu Jiabao. How can Walt not be worried that one day Liu Jiabao's army will suddenly appear behind them... ...By that time, Walt not only failed to seek benefits in this war, but also harmed his own life. This was what Walt was most worried about.

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"How's it going? Are you here?"

In a quaint-looking room of the Monte tribe, with huge American bison skulls and puma bones hanging on them, Chief Mote was pacing back and forth anxiously... When he saw the Witte warriors coming in, he immediately stepped forward to ask about Liujiabao's reinforcements. There was a look of expectation and anxiety on his face, that is, he hoped that Liujiabao's reinforcements would arrive as soon as possible and eliminate the Mexican white ghosts who had been eyeing their Monte tribe. At the same time, he was afraid that Liujiabao was really a deception as Lant said. Their Monte tribe... If this is the case, then not only is he not the hero who saved the Monte tribe, but he is the biggest traitor and scourge of the Monte tribe in its 300-year history.

"No, there is no news of reinforcements." Warrior Wit said to Leader Mott with a dark look, "Chief, could we have been deceived..." Warrior Wit mustered up the courage to say what he had been holding back for the past two days. In my heart, it was that the Monte tribe had been deceived by Liujiabao. They didn't really want to accept the Indians, but just wanted to hold them back and let them block the white ghost group outside.

"Don't talk nonsense..." After hearing what Warrior Witte said, Leader Mott was like a cat with a fried hair, and immediately scolded Warrior Witte, "No, no, reinforcements from Liujiabao will come, Liu Yan... Jean will not deceive us... He and I are still in-laws, and they will not abandon our Monte tribe..." Leader Mote was a little lost and comforted himself over and over again. At this time, for Leader Mote, We can only believe that Liu Jiabao will keep his word... because for the Monte tribe, or for him himself, there is no way out.

Liujiabao is their only hope.

Boom...boom...

Just as Chief Mote was anxiously waiting for reinforcements from Liujiabao, several sounds from far away broke the tense atmosphere in the room...

"Where is the sound coming from..." Upon hearing the sound, Leader Mote changed his expression and shouted loudly, "Is it the sound of artillery, are those white devils coming again?" Hearing the familiar sound that kept coming, , Leader Mott immediately heard what the sound was, and shouted to Warrior Witte with a panicked expression. His left hand hidden in his sleeve even trembled a little, which showed that Chief Mott's mood at this moment... was like a frightened bird.

Hearing something is like a pot exploding! !

"It's not ours, it's the white ghosts' side, it's the white ghosts' side..." Warrior Wit, with his keen ears, immediately heard the direction of the gunfire, which was exactly where the Fourth Regiment of the Mexican White Militia was located.

"White Ghost?" Hearing the sound coming from the White Ghost, Mott was startled for a moment, and then his face lit up, "It's the reinforcements from Liujiapu that have arrived. The reinforcements have finally arrived..." Mott even got excited and Tears shed.

"Quick, let's go support..." After thinking about it, Mott immediately ordered the Werther Warriors to send people to support Liujiabao. Regardless of whether Liujiabao needed their support or not, they had to worry about it for the sake of face. It would be easier to talk to him after the war.

"It's the leader, I'll take people there right away..." Warrior Witte agreed with excitement, then left the room and gathered warriors from the tribe to prepare to support Liujiabao.

"Huh..." After Warrior Witte left, Chief Mott immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Reinforcements have arrived, Liujiabao did not break his promise, everything is safe..." Chief Mott stood under the bison skull and murmured He said to himself, with a relaxed expression on his face.

After all, in the two days when Liujiabao's reinforcements didn't arrive, he suffered more than anyone else in the Monte tribe... Now it's all over.

Boom...boom...

Behind the high ground of the fourth regiment of the Mexican white militia, cannons that look like giant dragons are constantly spitting out white smoke that symbolizes death... The white smoke is occasionally mixed with gray iron balls... The iron balls smash On the opposite side of the fourth regiment's position, lives were being harvested one after another.

"Quick, counterattack!"

"Counterattack..."

In a simple headquarters at the rear of the high ground where the Fourth Regiment was located, Walter looked out at the constant roaring outside, the screams of soldiers... and the smoke and dust that filled the entire high ground.

"Cough...cough..."

The white smoke and earth-gray dust mixed together to form a unique scene in the highlands... From time to time, soldiers inhaled it, triggering bouts of coughing.

Walter retracted his shamed face in embarrassment, and kept saying: "Where are the artillery, where are our artillery, why don't you fight back..." Until this time, Walter still It is believed that relying on the fourth regiment's artillery, which is much smaller than the opponent's, is an important reliance on changing the current situation.

"Commander, I suggest not to use artillery to fight back prematurely. This can easily expose the location and number of our artillery..." As an officer with experience in artillery control, Adjutant Shaye does not recommend fighting with more firepower at this time. Strong, or even too strong opponents shoot at each other, because the position of the artillery is too easily exposed. The opponent can simply calculate the ballistic trajectory and know where the shot came from, especially in such a relatively open area. On the plains, even on relatively high ground, it is easy to become a target...

"Don't fight back?" Walter's face changed immediately after hearing Shaye's suggestion not to use artillery to fight back. "If you don't fight back, wouldn't the other party be more presumptuous? Look outside and see what they have been blown up by. How many soldiers have died? If you go out now, you will immediately hear a lot of soldiers wailing..." Walter pointed to the still deafening soldiers outside and the wailing soldiers on the ground. Although many soldiers had taken over the bunker, there were still some Some of the white Mexican militiamen were blown to pieces on the spot...and those who survived were mostly missing arms and legs, wailing in pain in the smoke-filled land outside.

Captain Walter couldn't bear it anymore, and he had to fight back no matter what.

"But……"

"Nothing more, this is an order, execute it quickly!!"

Just as Shaye was about to say something, he was interrupted directly by Captain Walter without hesitation and ordered him to execute the order to counterattack.

"Yes, Commander!!" Sha Ye saluted Walter with a difficult face, and then organized the evacuated artillery to regroup and fight back in the direction of the opposite artillery fire...

Boom...boom...

The heavy twelve-pound artillery was pushed out by the white Mexican artillerymen, making a loud noise... and soon the shells hit the Liujiabao artillery position opposite, killing several Liujiabao artillerymen... There was a commotion, but it was quickly suppressed by the artillery captain who commanded the artillery. "Move, move first..." Artillery captain Luo Ming did not rush to counterattack like Walter, but ordered the artillery to move positions in an orderly manner...even risking artillery fire.

"Damn it, you will suffer this time." After Luo Ming moved his position, he looked sarcastically at the Mexican artillerymen not far away who were still firing artillery shells at the empty artillery position...it was hard to laugh at them. If you don't even know this common sense, after your position is exposed, you must move first instead of stupidly continuing to bombard. It can only be used as a target for the enemy and has no meaning.

"It's our turn now..." After seeing that the opponent's artillery did not fire again, Luo Ming concluded that the opponent's artillery must be being repaired, and even used water to cool it down. After all, artillery is also a machine, and it is a war machine. After using it for a while Time also requires repair...and now is their best chance.

"Adjust the angle..." Following Luo Ming's order, all the artillery adjusted the shooting angle. Both the speed and the movements during adjustment gave people a uniform feeling.

"Loading ammunition..." As soon as he finished speaking, there was another sound of loading shells. During the process of loading, an iron rod was used to push the shells in to ensure that the shells were in the correct position for firing.

"Fire..." Luo Ming pulled out the saber from his waist, pointed in the direction of the artillery position of the Fourth Regiment of the Mexican White Militia, and gave the final order.

Boom...boom...

One after another, the cast artillery shells that looked like round iron balls were fired, and they hit the artillery position of the fourth regiment densely... The artillerymen who had just cooled down the artillery and were about to continue firing were killed on the spot on the artillery truck. beside.

The bombed artillery pieces were mixed with the blood of the artillerymen, and they were baptized by the Liujiabao artillery on the opposite side over and over again.

Boom...boom...

The deafening artillery tested the nerves of every Mexican artilleryman. The bombed bodies on the ground were not human-like, and the bodies of the artillerymen with broken limbs continued to stimulate their already fragile hearts... Finally, with a cry, the artillery position collapsed. .

"what……"

"I don't want to die..."

"Mother……"

The last sound was like a straw that overwhelmed everything. The Mexican artillerymen who were still controlling the artillery counterattack immediately collapsed mentally and ran to the rear. Even if Saya had someone intercept them, it would not help... they could only watch one after another. The artillery was reduced to nothing in the fire.

Captain Walter looked gloomily at the artillery carriage that had turned into scrap metal in the gunpowder smoke, and the artillery that had just boosted the morale of the army... turned into fire sticks one after another, scattered on the gun barrels on the ground, and There was thick smoke.

The artillery of the Fourth Regiment no longer exists. Although the artillerymen are still there, the artillery is gone.

Captain Walter seemed to have a premonition of the fate that would follow, and shouted to the already lost Saya, which was also his most correct sentence so far:

"retreat……"

"Retreat quickly, otherwise we will all be doomed."

Captain Walter was like a drunk who suddenly sobered up. He said his first normal words after waking up. Unfortunately, this time he was woken up by Liu Jiabao's artillery fire.

"Don't pack it up. Just throw away what you can't use." Shaye commanded the white Mexican militiamen who were packing up military supplies.

"Sir, what should I do if there are still a bunch of cannonballs that I can't move away?" A Mexican soldier walked up to Shaye and asked about the fate of the brand-new cannonballs that were piled in wooden boxes and had not yet been opened.

"The cannons are all gone, so why bother with the shells." Shaye laughed angrily when he heard this, "Blow them all up before leaving. Even if we can't use them, we can't leave them to the Chinese." Shaye looked at the mountains piled up in front of him. Although I was a little reluctant to let go of the shells, I still happily gave the order to destroy them.

Boom...boom...

With a few loud noises, the artillery shells that had been produced for less than half a month and cost a lot of money did not appear on any battlefield, but died in an unknown ammunition box... The artillery shells were too dense and rushed directly. Skyrim.

Even from a distance, you can hear the last few explosions.

"hurry up……"

The Mexican militia officers in the team kept urging the soldiers carrying ammunition and supplies.

squeak……

At the end, there are civilian vehicles carrying supplies, as well as the wealth they looted from the Indian tribes.

In the center of the team, Captain Walter and his adjutant Sha Ye were riding on horses, their faces as ugly as their dead parents.

They fought all the way and wiped out not ten but five Indian tribes. How could they run away in such a mess like now? They didn't even see the face of the enemy...

"Shaye, the place ahead of us should be a place called Langshan that we passed before. After that, there are mountains. It will be impossible for those damn Chinese to find us again..." Captain Walter pointed out. Looking at a vaguely visible mountain peak in front of him, he said to Shaye.

The reason why it was difficult for Liujiabao to find them after passing Langshan Mountain was that there were many valleys, small peaks, and very complicated roads behind Langshan Mountain, which could easily be used as a hiding place for their fourth regiment.

"I must convince the Governor when I go back this time. Even if I don't care about the Indians, I must destroy Liujiabao first..." Captain Walter mentioned Liujiabao, with unspeakable hatred in his eyes. After all, Liujiabao It made him so embarrassed that he really couldn't swallow this breath.

"When we take Liujiabao, we must kill all those damn Chinese, just like we did to those Indians..." Captain Walter looked behind him at the soldiers who were struggling to move forward, and said to Liu Jiabao's hatred reached its peak.

"That's right... we must encircle and suppress those Liujiapu people!" After hearing this, Shaye also replied to Captain Walter with a look of approval.

Saya's mood at the moment was the same as that of Captain Walter, full of humiliation. The difference was that Saya also had an inexplicable fear and worry, as if something big was about to happen.

tread... tread...

Just as the fourth regiment was marching hard, a group formed a musket formation from the direction of Langshan, and blocked their way with an army of Han and Tang warriors holding swords and flags.

The military flag is written in square Chinese characters...

Wuwei camp! !

(End of this chapter)