Flood Valley.
The gunshots and shouts of killing had gathered into one mass, and the rolling forward infantry phalanx of the Young Guards was like a moving steel castle, fiercely impacting the Spanish defense line.
In the darkness, bursts of fire burst out from time to time, accompanied by ear-splitting roars. This is the grenade thrown by the grenadiers rushing in front of the Ming army's formation and fell on the Spanish defense line!
The muzzle flashes also continued to flicker, and the ballistic trajectories fired by both sides intertwined in the night sky, forming a web of death.
The dense Ming infantry phalanx fired ammunition while resisting the Spanish bullets and moved forward firmly. Qi Yuanbi and Yu Daren stood high, just watching everything in front of them quietly.
The Spaniards' defense was well organized. Through the firelight from the grenades, three rows of musketeers could be seen standing in formation leaning against their chests. The first two rows of musketeers were constantly loading and firing! Although they didn't take much aim, the rain of bullets was dense and the bullets poured down, leaving many gaps in the first few rows of the Ming army's formation.
The pace of the Ming army's advance was extremely determined. The fallen warriors would soon be pushed up by those behind them, and the entire phalanx was still being crushed forward at a walking speed.
After paying a certain amount of casualties, the first wave of attacking phalanx had rushed less than 20 steps away from the Spanish defense line. At this time, the Ming army's battalion phalanx finally stopped advancing. All the soldiers who had emptied their ammunition began to reload bullets as quickly as possible, regardless of the bullets fired by the Spaniards who lined up in front of them.
The reloading will soon be over, and the first three rows of the phalanx will fire a volley! Amidst the whistles blown by the officers, the soldiers in the first row assumed a half-kneeling shooting posture, while the soldiers in the second and third rows maintained a straight posture and leveled their muskets.
boom!
As a continuous roar sounded, hundreds of deadly lead bullets swept away, and the front row of the Spanish musketeers immediately fell down!
This level of casualties has obviously reached the limit that these New Spanish peasant soldiers can bear. Although they have not collapsed yet, their hands and feet are trembling and they cannot reload ammunition properly. And their opponents are actually quite panicked, even though they have been brainwashed by feudalism since childhood, and they all went to the battlefield before arriving in America. But this is the first time that this kind of desperate fighting style is used today. However, the long-term education and strict training still showed its effect at this time, and their reloading speed was obviously faster than their opponents.
Therefore, the second, third, and fourth waves of salvos started one after another!
Hundreds of lead bullets pierced the air, passed through the thick smoke, and swept through the panicked Spanish infantry array, knocking down those panicked guys row by row!
But the Spaniards were also willing to take the risk. Don Juan Jose personally went to the front line and supervised the battle just one to two hundred meters behind the line of fire. Behind him were battalions of Spanish musketeers lined up neatly.
A battalion in front was defeated, and a new battalion of musketeers would immediately fill in!
Obviously, the prime minister of the Kingdom of New Spain has made the greatest determination to fight to the death with the Ming army going south in the Flood Valley... Even if both sides suffer, it is worth it.
After all, in America, the total number of whites and mixed-race whites in New Spain is almost 600,000! If you include the Indians who have converted to Catholicism, the population of three to four million people is not a problem. The American Mansion over there in the Ming Dynasty had a population of hundreds of thousands at most.
The numerical advantage still lies with New Spain!
If they cannot defeat the enemy now, in another ten or eight years, there may be more than one million Chinese in America... By then, they will not be satisfied with this little territory of America Bay. ! Adding California to the mix may not satisfy their appetite!
However, when he saw those musketeers who were worthy of fighting on the European battlefield being beaten to the point of mental collapse by the Ming army and retreating without discipline, an ominous premonition enveloped his mind.
This decisive battle will not be lost, right?
Just when Don Juan Jose was trying to drive this very bad thought away from his mind, there was suddenly the sound of rapid horse hooves and noisy sounds behind him.
Don Juan Jose quickly looked back and saw a knight galloping towards him on horseback, shouting as he ran: "Get out of the way! Get out of the way! I am the Governor of California!"
Governor of California? De Velasco? Why is he here? Could it be that something happened again at Honxun Temple?
At this time, De Velasco had already rushed to him. Without dismounting, he shouted on his horse: "Duke! The Japanese have betrayed us! We are surrounded!"
What? The Japanese actually rebelled and we were surrounded...
Don Juan Jose jumped up suddenly, "What's going on?"
De Velasco loudly said to Don Juan Jose: "Duke, the Japanese around Benxun Temple suddenly rebelled and joined forces with the Ming army in Benxun Temple... They also suddenly attacked Gaspar Pull the Marquis' camp! My two regiments were also caught off guard by them, and had to retreat to the south entrance of the Flood Valley to hold on!
Duke, we are surrounded by enemies! "
Don Juan Jose stood stunned on the spot!
Why are you surrounded? You were fine just now, why were you surrounded in the blink of an eye? And aren’t those people in the Shimazu family the mortal enemies of the Ming Dynasty? Why did you go there? Is there something wrong with their brains or something?
"Duke! We must break out immediately!" De Velasco saw Don Juan Jose in a daze and quickly reminded him, "We can still break out now. If we wait until those damn Japanese build outside the flood valley, Fortifications, then we can’t leave!”
"But, but..." Don Juan Jose couldn't even speak clearly, "But what about California?"
De Velasco shook his head and said: "We can't keep it... But we still have Mexico! We still have the Viceroyalty of Peru! We also have the world's largest silver mine, vast fertile land, and hundreds of All people believe in God. So the current defeat is only temporary. As long as we hold on to San Diego Castle and the Sonora Desert, we can keep Mexico safe and have a chance to make a comeback!"
Don Juan Jose had recovered from his panic and shock, and he said to de Velasco: "There is also the Presidio fortress of San Francisco... We must temporarily Hold on there! That is our stronghold to contain China, and it is also a bargaining chip in negotiations with the Chinese! Because there are still thousands of Japanese women and children detained there... We just use them to exchange for our captured soldiers!"
"Duke, I will go to Presidio Fort to defend it myself!"
Don Juan Jose nodded: "Okay! Let's do it like this..." He became energetic, glanced left and right, and then said to his generals, "New Spain The failure is only temporary! Because we still have enough capital in our hands, as long as we work hard, our kingdom will be invincible!
And we still have God’s blessing! God be with New Spain! "
“God be with New Spain!”
Once Don Juan Jose, who was forced into a desperate situation, and his Spanish and German mercenaries showed their desperate spirit, the Japanese outside the Flood Valley could not stop them. After all, they still have more than 10,000 people, while the Japanese only have more than 2,000. They are still tired, and they don't really want to fight the Spanish... The Japanese also know the way to preserve their strength.
Qi Yuanbi and Yu Daren on the other side didn't know what happened south of the Flood Valley? They had no phones or mobile phones, and had no way to contact Zhu Cihuan. They had no idea that the Shimadzu family had turned against them. Therefore, the sudden retreat of the Spaniards was completely unexpected. At first, they thought Don Juan Jose was using some trick, so they did not let go of the pursuit. By the time they contacted Zhu Cihuan, figured out the situation, and started chasing, the Spaniard was already a little far away.
However, there are still more than 500 miles to run from the northern part of the Satsuma Valley to San Francisco. If half of Don Juan Jose’s men can complete the distance, then we really have to thank God...
(End of chapter)
