The sun never sets in America

Chapter 23 Los Angeles Part [-]
"Let's pack our things quickly and don't stay in the city anymore. The infidels are coming now. The city is too dangerous. Let's leave quickly..."

In a Spanish manor, Sikov, a famous local tycoon in Los Angeles and a big businessman who owns three gold mines, is urging his butler to clean up the property in the manor...

"Sir, there are pagan armies outside now. Will we be caught if we go there now?" The housekeeper asked Sikov puzzledly, "Los Angeles City is tall and strong, and those Liujiapu will be gone soon." Even the infidels can't attack!" The housekeeper then continued to persuade Sikov. In his opinion, logically the city should be the safest now, so why should he run outside.

"Hmph, it's safe, it's safe!" When Xikov heard the housekeeper say that the city is safe, he immediately let out a cold snort and taunted him, "It would be weird if these gentlemen didn't run away before us, and they still defend the city. I believe them. I might as well believe that all pagans are good people..." Sikov has no confidence in the Mexican bureaucrats in Los Angeles. For the gold mine businessman Sikov, those guys who usually eat cards are not worth it in the first place. Trust, not to mention this critical moment... Maybe they ran away first, and they were thrown down as shields.

Sikov believed that the bastards in Los Angeles would be able to do this kind of thing.

Now let alone nouveau riche like Sikov, even those families with a long history in Los Angeles and California who have come to America since the early colonial period are thinking about how to escape and save their families' lives and the savings they have accumulated over hundreds of years. ...wealth with the blood and tears of aboriginal people.

Sikov is just one of them.

The worst thing is those ordinary white Mexicans who have no choice but to stay. At this time, they can only serve as cannon fodder for them, resisting the bullets and cannonballs of the Liujiabao infidels...

"But how do we escape, sir?" After hearing this, the housekeeper thought for a moment and asked a question that he had always wondered. Since Sikov knew that there was an army of pagans outside, why did he still run out? This is not A sheep entering a tiger's mouth?

"We have bribed the defenders in the city, and they will escort us out of Los Angeles." Sikov said something that shocked the housekeeper.

"But, aren't they trying to protect the city of Los Angeles? How could that happen?" The housekeeper seemed to know some shocking secret and continued to ask Sikov with some stumbling.

"Defend Los Angeles, don't be kidding. Even our dear Governor Huaco Covia, who claims to defend Los Angeles, has never thought about defending Los Angeles." Sikov was full of disdain and ridicule towards Governor Huaco Covia. , "All this is a lie. As for the defense of Los Angeles City, it is impossible to withstand those Liujiabao pagans. Let me tell you, the city defense of Los Angeles City has not received any repairs for more than ten years... ..." Sikov told the housekeeper with a sarcastic face about the current situation of Los Angeles City's city defense.

"But didn't the governor allocate funds in the past two years?" After saying this, the housekeeper also understood what Sikov meant. That is, the city defenses will be repaired every few years, but only the money from the allocations can be seen, not the money. There are no changes to the city walls and city fortifications. At most, a new layer of paint is applied, just for show...

"Then what will happen to the people in the city if all the troops leave?" The housekeeper asked Sikov with some fear. He had even imagined the terrible consequences that would be left behind after the troops left.

"People, the consequences..." There was an unspoken sneer on the corner of Sikov's mouth, which made the housekeeper immediately understand that the white Mexicans in Los Angeles have been abandoned by the higher authorities, and the so-called resistance mobilization is just a joke and a cover-up of the truth. Like a lie.

"Hurry up and pack up, it will be too late in a while." Sikov interrupted the butler's intention to continue asking questions and continued to urge the things to be packed up in the manor.

"Yes, Master Sikov!!" The butler glanced at Sikov who didn't care with a complex expression, and then responded, but his tone was no longer as respectful as before.

"You guys, hurry up..."

"Slow down, slow down, that's an antique vase from the Far East, it's worth more than your lives."

"Hurry up and get in the car, hurry up..."

The housekeeper's urging voice was everywhere in the manor.

And throughout the city of Los Angeles, in those wealthy areas, things like this happen everywhere.

And in the city, those ordinary white Mexicans were still holding Spanish matchlock guns that they had found from somewhere and were about to become obsolete, and they were nervously practicing gun formations to prepare for the coming war...

The rear gate of Los Angeles City has also been blocked. It is called military secrets, but in fact, a large number of uniformed soldiers are gathering at the back gate...

"We are great Mexicans, we are the people of God, and we never surrender to the infidels..."

"Mexican warriors, we will duel with the pagans outside the city. Just like our ancestors conquered those ignorant Indians, we will also conquer those Liujiapu pagans..."

In the open space at the back door, thousands of soldiers were gathered together. Half of these soldiers were regular soldiers who trained normally, and some were veterans who were temporary signs and hunters with good marksmanship... And these people were also from the city of Los Angeles. The final strength.

"Destroy the heretics..."

"Destroy the heretics..."

In the open space at the back door, the soldiers, inspired by the officers, shouted strange but inspiring slogans, and some even shed tears of excitement, as if they had the same understanding of these things as their Spanish ancestors who came to America hundreds of years ago. Native pagans, natural right to rule.

The white Mexicans seemed invincible.

"Out of town……"

Following the order from the commander, Colonel Hurant, these rookies who were on the battlefield for the first time were put on unfamiliar and dangerous battlefields like steroids, and left the seemingly safe city of Los Angeles.

Governor Huaco Covia, who was at the back, looked at all this with a complex expression, and finally said: "We will avenge you."

This is the truest thought of Huaco Covia. He thought he could not win the battle from the beginning. Relying on this group of improvised soldiers and the city walls and city defenses that had been in disrepair for many years... we could only continue to defend the city. Finished together.

In this case, let them big guys go first. After all, as long as they live, Los Angeles can still get it back... Of course, this is a lie told by Huaco Covia.

If they die, even if Los Angeles is taken back, what's the use?
This is the truest thought in the hearts of Governor Huaco Covia and those Mexican bureaucrats, nobles and wealthy businessmen.

As for ordinary white Mexicans, let God bless them with good luck.

They are not God Almighty! !
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Not far outside Los Angeles, a large group of soldiers flying the black and red dragon flags of Liujiabao are gathering, ready to attack the city anytime and anywhere...

At the very rear, several huge 24-pound artillery pieces were undergoing final inspections. In the open space beside them, hundreds of artillery shells larger than twelve-pound cannon shells were lying on the ground, waiting for the war to come.

On a high ground behind the team, several officers wearing Western-style military uniforms and flying saucer helmets were looking at the city of Los Angeles directly ahead with binoculars.

"Young master, look, the Mexicans are coming out..." Zhao Wei exclaimed, startling Liu Peng who was looking at the Los Angeles city defense map from behind and was looking at it in ecstasy.

"Really coming out... If you go out of the city at this time, aren't you looking for death?" Liu Peng took the telescope handed over by Zhao Wei, frowned slightly, and said incredulously. In his opinion, the only way for the Mexicans to defend the city is to defend the city. Go, otherwise they wouldn't be still preparing the specific matters for siege, as well as the method to break the city, and even the tactics to attack Mexico City and fight against it.

But what everyone didn't expect was that the Mexicans not only failed to defend the city according to logic, but took the initiative to go out of the city to fight, which greatly exceeded their expectations.

"No matter what their intentions are, or these white devils think they can defeat us with just this few people... we can't let go of this good opportunity." Li Zhaowu put down his binoculars and looked at the surrounding officers and Liu Peng as the supervisor. said.

"According to the original plan, attack..." Liu Peng gave the order to attack without hesitation, "Defeat the Mexicans on the opposite side as soon as possible. I want to enter the city of Los Angeles to celebrate before dark..." Liu Peng looked at the Spanish-style city of Los Angeles opposite. , there was a hint of indescribable madness and ambition in his eyes, and even a hint of excitement.

"Yes, young master..."

Several people present immediately clasped their fists and agreed.

tread... tread...

Following Li Zhaowu's order, four hundred soldiers from the Iron Guard Battalion entered the battlefield carrying guns.

Boom...boom...

As soon as they entered the battlefield, the artillery from the rear hit the opposite side with great accuracy, raising a cloud of dust and suppressing the already high morale of the opposite side.

Even some militiamen who were temporarily recruited retreated, but under the threat of the officers on the side, they plucked up the courage to stand in the team, holding the muskets on their shoulders with sweaty hands... and their eyes were fixed. He stared straight ahead at the soldiers of the Iron Guard battalion who were striding toward them in unison. Although they seemed to be concentrating, in fact, his whole back was already soaked. It was only because of the officer's intimidation and the remaining courage in his heart that he continued to fight with them. Fight against the evil pagans.

Boom...boom...

The shells got closer and closer, hitting a position more than ten meters away from them. This was the range increased by the nine-pounder cannon of the Iron Guard Battalion that had moved with the army.

"Counterattack...attack immediately!"

Colonel Hurant, riding on a war horse, shouted anxiously. Originally, he planned to move the enemy troops closer and then conduct artillery bombardment. But looking at the current situation, their improvised army would not be able to survive without I'm afraid our artillery support will collapse under the enemy's artillery fire before it can be fired...

Boom...boom...

Just as Colonel Hurant finished speaking, two solid bullets from the rear of the Iron Guard battalion hit the Mexican military formation. The solid bullets are different from the exploding open fire bullets, but a weapon similar to stone bullets... But the deterrent effect on the enemy is greater than that of firing bullets.

Of the two open-fire bullets that entered the military formation, one directly killed a Mexican militiaman, and the other directly passed through the middle of the team, breaking four or five legs... Several soldiers were directly disabled...

"Ah... my legs!"

"what……"

"Mother……"

In the military formation, the screams of the soldiers who lost their legs on the ground deeply stimulated all the Mexican militiamen in the military formation... Some people even had their legs tremble whenever they heard such screams.

There were even a few soldiers who became incontinent on the spot because of the screams and explosions that came from time to time on the battlefield. Most of these soldiers were pulled directly onto the battlefield, and their only function was to shoot.

"Quickly, counterattack quickly..." After Hurant reacted, he shouted loudly to the adjutant behind him again, with a very anxious expression, because as a soldier he knew that if he did not fight back at this time, the soldiers' psychology The defense line will collapse quickly.

Boom...boom...

After the second urging, the Mexican gunners in the rear finally fired the shells in fear.

Since the soldiers in Los Angeles City are basically in a state of being in Nanshan all year round, and the Indians simply do not have the ability to conquer a city like Los Angeles... so these soldiers have not been trained for a long time, even if they are training, then It is also an errand to deal with superiors.

The artillery shell hit the left side of the Iron Guard battalion as it was marching. It only brought a burst of flying dust and did not cause even a little bit of damage...

Boom...boom...

The unwilling Mexican artillery fired a few more rounds, but basically there was heavy thunder and light rain. Only a few artillery shells exploded into the square formation of the Iron Guard camp. In addition to killing several soldiers on the spot, there was no one. Cause any panic in the team... Because of Liujiabao's military discipline regulations, spreading panic during battle and escaping without authorization will be punished with death. In addition, Liujiabao is a system where all people are soldiers. An exercise like this facing artillery fire, There are a few times every year... Although it does not cause any casualties, it actually improves the quality of the soldiers.

I don't know how many times higher than the Mexican militiamen opposite who trembled when they heard the sound of cannons.It's not an exaggeration to say a world of difference!

"Stop..."

Following the order of Zhang Qian, the infantry commander of the Iron Guard Battalion who was riding on a war horse, the soldiers of the Iron Guard Battalion who were still marching stood on the spot with their guns as if they were using their arms... Let Colonel Hurant, who had been observing the movements of Liujiabao's army across from him, showed a dull look. There were not even a few such armies in the entire Republic of Mexico, but now these improvised armies under his command had to face such a situation. strong army... Colonel Hurant seems to have seen their end and tragic fate...

"Raise the gun..." Zhang Qian pulled out his saber and gave the order loudly.

swoosh...

There were bursts of gun-raising sounds. The soldiers in the first row pointed their guns at the panic-looking Mexican militiamen opposite. The soldiers in the following rows also put their hands on the handles of their guns, ready to raise their shoulders at any time. musket on.

"Fire..." Zhang Qian waved the saber in his hand, pointed forward, and gave the final order.

bang... bang...

The muskets of the first row fired quickly, and after firing, bursts of white smoke came out.

Then the soldiers in the first row quickly squatted on the ground to get ammunition, while the soldiers in the second row were like robots. Just like the first row, they did not give the Mexican militia on the opposite side a chance to react. The second row's dense rain of bullets flew towards them. Come.

Two rounds of volleys of gunfire almost dispersed the already demoralized Mexican militia on the opposite side. Fortunately, Colonel Hurant was well prepared and deployed a large number of supervising troops in the army, which prevented the war situation from fundamentally collapsing.

"Raise the gun..."

"Fire..."

The Mexican officer opposite was dressed in a gorgeous noble uniform and was also riding a war horse. Like Zhang Qian opposite, he gave the order to fire.

bang... bang...

A series of gunshots rang out, and the same dense rain of bullets hit the soldiers of the Iron Guard Battalion on the opposite side, killing and wounding a third of the soldiers in the first row on the spot... But soon the soldiers in the second row counterattacked. Arrived as promised.

bang... bang...

Bullets that were denser than those of the Mexican militia just hit the flesh and blood of the Mexican militia on the opposite side, killing half of the musketry platoon soldiers on the spot... If the Mexican volleyball was a slightly scattered rain of bullets, then the soldiers of the Iron Guard battalion on the opposite side The volleys of guns are as dense as possible and the meteor shower is as fast as possible.

In the blink of an eye, the bodies of the Mexican militiamen were passed over, and the painful wails of the fallen Mexican militiamen were everywhere on the ground.

bang... bang...

If the Mexican's style of play is slow, then the Iron Guard Battalion's volley of guns is simply a continuous and continuous output.

After the first row shoots, he squats down to reload, then the second row shoots, after the second row shoots, he squats down to load the bullet, and the third row shoots, and so on all over again, not caring whether there are casualties along the way... It's like each one is not afraid. Like dead robots, they will only blindly execute the commander's orders. In their eyes, shooting is the only option.

This is the characteristic of the volleyball era. It makes soldiers numb in war, and even makes military discipline more important than life and death. Although this is very difficult, only a few armies can do it in this era. The three Liujiabao The three carefully trained battalions are barely... The reason why I have to use barely to describe it is because Liujiabao has no war experience after all. It is enough to be able to achieve this level. If this war makes the most capable of lining up to be shot in this era. The British lobster soldiers are coming and may be faster and more efficient.

bang... bang...

On the entire battlefield, no sound of artillery could be heard, because as the two sides fired at each other and the distance moved, any artillery could hit their own people at this time, so even the best gunners on both sides did not dare to fire. Any cannonball, for fear of accidentally hitting one of your own people.

Finally, as the volleys of guns from the Iron Guard battalion were still firing at each other in an orderly manner, on the other hand, the firepower on the other side was getting smaller and smaller, and the speed of changing guns began to become slower and slower... This meant that the front line on the opposite side was already fast. collapsed.

"Inform Zhang Qian that we can launch a general attack."

Li Zhaowu, the commander of the Iron Guard Battalion who had been observing from behind, held a telescope and kept observing the situation on the battlefield. When he saw that the firepower on the opposite side was getting weaker and weaker, Li Zhaowu, who had rich war experience, immediately realized that the time had come to end the war. .

"Fix bayonets..." Following Zhang Qian's order, the soldiers in the rear row ordered them to fix bayonets.

bang... bang...

As the first row of soldiers fired all the bullets in their hands, they quickly attached their bayonets.

"The whole army attacks..." Zhang Qian immediately gave the order for a general attack with a ferocious look on his face.

"Kill..."

"kill……"

With the front row taking the lead, a bayonet charge of hundreds of people officially began.

In this era of queuing to be shot, in addition to whether the formation of the gun is stable and whether the soldiers can obey in war, the most important factor that determines the strength of an army is bayonet fighting.

What often defeats the enemy in the end is not the so-called volley shooting, but the bayonet charge.

This scene is happening on the battlefield now.

"what……"

stab...

A Mexican militiaman who was screaming in front and even throwing away his gun out of fear was stabbed to death on the spot by Iron Guard soldiers who rushed from behind. Before he died, his face was face down, but it could still be seen that he was dying. Before, there was so much panic in my heart.

"No, let me go..."

A young Mexican militiaman dropped his weapon and retreated continuously, his expression panicked, and he kept begging for mercy, but what he received in response was a bayonet shining with a snow-white cold light.

The cruelty of war is fully displayed at this moment.

Humanity no longer exists in battlefield wars.

Because the soldiers of the Iron Guard Battalion are already red-blooded, no matter who is in front of them, as long as it is a Mexican militia, they will stab him to death with a bayonet stained with blood...

boom……

Colonel Hurant looked at the Iron Guard soldiers surrounding him. He did not hesitate at all, nor was he as cowardly as Captain Walter. Instead, he directly pulled out the gun on his waist, pointed it at his temple, and fired. suicide.

He died on the spot on the gray war horse he was riding. His blood flowed from his brain to his body, and from his body to the horse. The back of the gray war horse was soon stained red with blood, gray and red, and looked extremely... Weird.

Soon, the corpses of Mexican militiamen were piled on the outskirts of Los Angeles. Among them were young people and middle-aged people. Some were killed by muskets, some were killed by shells, and more were killed by gunfire. He was stabbed to death with a bayonet, and most of his expressions before death were one of panic and confusion.

Maybe they couldn't understand why these Liujiapu heretics still wanted to kill them after they had surrendered.

If they were still alive, they would definitely be able to see Liu Jiabao's next move.

Their corpses were thrown into the city of Los Angeles by a makeshift wooden throwing machine. The continuous flow of corpses soon caused an uproar in the entire city of Los Angeles...

At the same time, there were notices written in Spanish.

The notice only has two sentences...

To be or not to be.

And underneath there was a sentence asking them to surrender, and the consequences if they didn't.

The so-called consequences are actually the corpses that were just thrown into the city.

Liu Jiabao told these Los Angeles people in the most naked way the consequences of resisting them.

These toilet paper-like notices went viral throughout Los Angeles, causing panic.

Just when everyone in Los Angeles was in panic, a piece of news shattered everyone's hopes.

Governor Walter Covia and the big shots in the city have run away, and even the rich have run away, leaving only ordinary white Mexicans like them.

squeak……

In less than half an hour, the majestic and huge city gates of Los Angeles were opened. This 60-year-old city opened its arms to forces other than Spanish and Mexicans for the first time.

"Enter the city..." Liu Peng rode on his war horse and waved his hand with great arrogance.

tread... tread...

Rows of soldiers carrying muskets walked into the city of Los Angeles...

Artillery pieces were dragged into the city of Los Angeles...

However, the lack of the large group of cavalry that existed before the war made some thoughtful Mexicans notice the clues, but then they knelt down respectfully on the ground and respectfully welcomed the arrival of the new conquerors of Los Angeles.

And in the northwest, a final war about the city of Los Angeles is taking place...

(End of this chapter)