open sea

Chapter 670
The aborigines of North America stepped barefoot on the land where their ancestors lived for generations. The leader wore a feather crown and painted black mud on his head to camouflage. He held a relatively large and slightly longer bow. He leaned forward and slowly approached the Spanish fortress.

Different from the palm single bows used by South American compatriots, the bows here are mostly fir ribbed bows. In the battles between the southern tribes of North America and the Spanish conquistadors, they were the comparatively superior weapons of the North American natives.

On the west coast of the Americas, military operations like this by the natives take place almost once every two months. Sometimes in the north and sometimes in the south, wise war leaders are elected by various tribes to organize sweeps again and again. Just last year, the Spaniards All strongholds on the Gulf of Mexico were destroyed by the natives in the war.

In turn, it is massacres and vendettas.

The army stationed in this camp belonging to the province of Alta California in New Spain is half a company of the Bernal Legion. Last year, [-] soldiers from their entire company were transferred from South America to the north to deal with the vietnam brought to Spain by the local natives. There are more and more troubles,-in fact, the so-called "Upper California Province" and "Baja California Province" only exist on paper, and the Spaniards have not yet begun to colonize and preach here.

Forty miles away to the south, there is another half company stationed, the only garrison army in this land.

The Spaniards came here as early as 30 years ago, but then a very powerful Indian named Lautaro appeared in the south. His name means 'swift long-legged eagle' according to the local Mapuche language. As a Spanish slave soldier, he learned to fight on horseback and later escaped slavery.

After returning to the tribe, he was elected by the natives of Arauco to become the leader of the war. He led the army to defeat the Spanish Expeditionary Force and killed the founder of the city of Santiago in the battle. ya.

To this day, the Mapuche are still fighting the Spaniards and blinding the Spaniards to the slightest possibility of a lasting peace.

Especially after the New Spain Governor-General dispatched troops to Guam and wiped out the entire army, negotiating peace with the Mapuche people has been put on the agenda by Spain.

It can't be used up anymore.

The soldier guarding the city and staring at the slaves at work wiped off the sweat dripping down his chin, looked up at the dazzling sun at noon, and smiled relaxedly while leaning on the heavy arquebus.

The weather here is cool, and you only sweat when you wear armor, but it is much better than in South America. Their main equipment over there is cotton armor and half body armor. The half body armor will rust in that kind of climate. Wearing cotton armor is not only to line the outer armor, but also to prevent poisonous snakes and mosquito bites. Compared with most aboriginals wielding obsidian weapons, heat stroke is a more difficult enemy.

The guards raised their helmets with high eaves upwards, and pushed and jostled the officers in the camp who were not wearing armor but only shirts and wide-leg half trousers.

They are all veterans of the European battlefield, and they spontaneously came to the New World in pursuit of wealth to do what they do best - war.

The great Renaissance not only liberated the noble, but also the inferior.

The thugs, blind people, thugs, and liars in European society have been dubbed the great conquerors in the age of great exploration. As long as they can bring back gold, who cares how much blood has been stained on the gold?

They fought, they let themselves bleed and let others bleed, and gained power and wealth for a while, and then sent monks from the country, and they realized that they had nothing.

The exclamation from under the gate of the wooden village interrupted the veteran's thoughts. He heard the soldiers guarding the gate shout loudly: "Enemy attack!"

A dozen or so indigenous warriors covered in mud and colored dyes suddenly leaped from the grass 30 meters outside the gate of the village, and charged towards the camp with axes in hand. Faster than them was a feathered arrow, and the poisoned stone The arrow drew a slight parabola at a distance of 30 meters and hit the head of the guarding soldier accurately, but the feather arrow collided with the high helmet and only made a crisp sound.

The moment the alarm was issued, the soldiers fighting each other in the camp hurriedly took out all the weapons they could get at hand and ran towards the gate of the village. Two flintlock pistols emitted smoke and made a loud noise. Keep the invaders out of the camp.

The sudden change stunned the slaves working for the Spanish conquistadors outside the camp. People dropped their work and fled in all directions. Magui's binoculars clearly saw a slave wearing a brown loincloth fleeing in terror. The wooden door, trying to escape into the camp before the wooden door closed, arrived in front of the gate at the moment when the gate was about to close, then fixed his body, fell forward slowly and then lay down on his back due to external force.

Just as he was about to enter the door, a steel sword pierced his chest and protruded from his back. The Spanish officer in his shirt kicked the corpse away and pulled out his long sword, shouting to command his subordinates to close the wooden door to death.

However, during the delay of this sword, a native had already rushed to the door, and a few steps away from throwing the copper short sword into the door, almost at the same time, gunpowder smoke burst out from the crack of the door, and he was shot and fell to the ground.

Ma Gui didn't know if the dagger hit the Spaniard inside the door, but the wooden door was still closed.

He saw someone shaking the small bell in the camp, and a massacre ensued.

Dozens of Spanish soldiers stood in the camp in a very short time, some of them were only half covered in clothes, holding muskets, spears and long swords condescendingly, while the native teams frantically stormed the wooden gate, and then more Many people surrounded half of the camp like a tide. Standing at the bottom of the village, they chopped with axes, threw torches, and some even climbed up alternately with iron axes.

But this is a minority after all.

More people used bows, arrows and spears to shoot at the wooden village ten steps away, but whenever the gunpowder smoke dispersed from the wooden village, many people fell down from the wooden village, and the natives who were struggling to climb up were also killed. The spears were stabbed, and their most effective offensive was the torches thrown under the wooden village. The natives seemed to have discovered this, and threw all the inflammables they could pick up nearby under the wooden village, intending to use them. Fire attack to destroy the Spaniard's greatest reliance.

The frenzied attack lasted for nearly half a moment. The natives dropped dozens of corpses outside the wooden village, helped their wounded comrades back slowly, and confronted the Spaniards inside the wooden village with a vague semi-encirclement.

Magui doesn't know how many casualties their offensive caused to the Spaniards, but it seems that the defenders in the city have not decreased significantly.

five?

Or ten?

Ma Gui shook his head, this is not good, the means of attack are too scarce, how long will it take them to break through this wooden stronghold?If there is enough gunpowder in Mucheng Walled City, it will be enough to kill people!
Just when Magui was thinking about whether to let someone carry a tiger squatting cannon to help, the Spanish defenders who saw the natives withdrawing [-] meters quickly opened the wooden door, and five cavalrymen on Andalusian horses rushed out, heading south Running wildly all the way, two of them did not forget to look back and fire two shots at the place where the natives were densely packed with their pistols when they ran out.

It was they who made Ma Gui make up his mind, patted the side of the boat and said: "Dock, grab those two small boats and sail away from the shore first, and go to a clever flag army to show off to them. We are friends from Daming, help them break the boat." city!"

　Good morning!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)