"Garcia, Torres, let me ask you again...are you sure that this Shang Fang country really moved to the New World 2,600 years ago?"
After all, the Count of San Cristo is one of Spain's most defeated generals. The Count, who is over 60 years old this year, has served the Spanish army for almost fifty years! It has participated in almost all the defeats suffered by the Spanish Army in Europe in the past fifty years. It has been bravely defeated by the Dutch, French, Swedish, Portuguese and Turkish armies. It has accumulated a very rich experience of failure, and has even lost the sixth battle. Feeling... Before the battle even started, he already had a very familiar feeling!
So he needed to confirm the authenticity of this Shang Fang Kingdom again.
If this Shang Fang Kingdom is real, then Earl St. Chris is fully confident.
According to the information about the spread of smallpox that Count St. Chris had, a civilization that had never been exposed to smallpox would lose 50% of its population within three to six months if it was deliberately poisoned. If the time is extended to five years, and coupled with the joint attack of measles, diphtheria and other Old World infectious diseases, this civilization will eventually lose more than 90% of its population.
The loss of 90% of the population certainly means that the civilization has completely lost its ability to resist external invasion. They usually lose their faith and collectively fall into confusion and panic. In this case, Spanish knights and priests who carry advanced weapons and have certain resistance to diseases are simply god-like existences, and can easily conquer them both mentally and physically, oh, or completely destroy them. This civilization!
So now there is only one possibility that will cause Count St. Chris to taste the bitter pill of failure that he is most familiar with...that is, those so-called Shangfang people are fake colonists of the Ming Empire across the Pacific.
The Ming Empire was part of the Old World and had advanced medical treatment, garlic medicine that could cure all diseases, and rich experience in fighting infectious diseases. If smallpox is used to deal with them, some people may be killed, but not most, and the remaining people may also discover the Spanish conspiracy, which will inspire a fighting spirit beyond ordinary people...
"That's right," Torres nodded and said with certainty, "I think they moved to the New World 2,600 years ago... The New Chaoge City we arrived at is a city with a history of 2,000 years. The ancient city!”
"How can you be so sure?" asked Earl St. Chris.
“Because there are many historical monuments there, including ancient tombs built two thousand years ago, altars built two thousand years ago, former residences of celebrities eighteen hundred years ago, and many ancient stone tablets... In addition, There are also many ancient buildings made of granite, which look similar to many ancient buildings in Rome and have a sense of age."
"Really?" Earl St. Chris asked with a frown, "What is the difference between granite from two thousand years ago and newly quarried granite? Could those buildings have been built recently?"
"This..." Torres thought about it carefully, shook his head and said, "Impossible, absolutely impossible. There are many granite buildings in New Chaoge. Although most of them are rough, they cannot be built in a few years. of."
Garcia, who has a lot of research on construction technology, also echoed: "Yes, even in Europe, so many granite buildings will take at least several decades... After all, it is very difficult to quarry out those stones. It’s even more difficult to put them together piece by piece, and it can’t be built in a few years.”
At this time, Earl St. Chris was finally relieved.
After all, the Ming Empire rose again only in the past ten years. If New Chaoge City is a stone city that takes decades to build, then it cannot be built by the New Ming Dynasty. The old Ming Dynasty had always been closed to the country, and it was impossible to build such a castle in the New World. As for the earlier Mongol Empire... they were not that kind. When they came to the New World, Columbus would definitely encounter something on the east coast of America. That was not something that one or two thousand Spaniards could conquer. .
"Then there is no problem." Archbishop Desumarraga breathed a sigh of relief, and then made the sign of the cross on his chest, "Thank God, it seems that the pagans in Xinchaoge City are indeed evil, soulless merchants. people!"
He turned his head and looked at Count St. Chris: "Count, I think we should conquer these barbaric merchants before His Majesty the Emperor arrives in Mexico City, which is loyal to him...in order to conquer the vast land in the northwest of the New World. Become a territory under the banner of His Majesty the Emperor and God.”
Earl St. Chris smiled and said: "Archbishop, I will use three months to gather 7,000 elite infantry and 500 cavalry, take 23 large sailing ships disguised as merchant ships to the City of God (Sea Prairie), and then launch Attack. If all goes well, when we arrive at our destination, half of the population in Shang Fang Kingdom has already been killed by smallpox. The remaining half of the population will not be able to withstand the sudden attack of our powerful New Spanish mercenaries! "
The Earl of St. Chris is indeed a good general who has been defeated for a long time! He knows very well that he must use all his strength to fight, and the 7,500 mercenaries are all he can mobilize now.
Even though this Vice-President rules a population of nearly 10 million, including 300,000 to 400,000 white-skinned people, because these people live too scattered, and the rule of the New Spanish colony without a king directly governing it has always been loose, it is not possible at all. Maybe like Europe, a country of 10 million people can pull out 108,000 elite soldiers at any time.
Of course, the white people and mixed-race white people here in the New World are highly armed, and almost everyone has a gun... They can still exert a relatively strong combat effectiveness when encountering an invasion by foreign enemies.
But now we are invading the distant Shang Fang Kingdom. Being able to pull out 7,500 people is already the full strength of the earl.
But once smallpox had exerted its power, this number was sufficient.
"Very good!" Archbishop Desumarraga laughed, "We still have to carry out a sneak attack when we have the advantage... Count, it seems that we can celebrate the victory in advance!"
Garcia, the adjutant of the deputy king of New Spain, also quickly complimented his master and said: "Your Excellency, I am sure that this victory will be comparable to Cortez's conquest of the Aztecs and Pizarro's conquest of the Inca! "
Count St. Chris nodded to his adjutant and said in a calm tone: "Alfonso, then I will give you a chance to become a knight!
I order you to lead a company of musketeers to the galleon St. Isabel as the vanguard of the army, and be the first to land in the City of God (Los Angeles area)... As long as you win, I will ask His Majesty the Emperor Give you a knighthood! "
Be a knight!
Garcia is the youngest son of a noble family. Although he has a noble status, he is still seven or eight funerals away from his brothers and nephews... This path is basically useless, and he is not willing to be a A monk, so he could only rely on his youth and handsomeness to work as an adjutant under Count St. Chris, who came from a wealthy family.
But the road from adjutant to knight is not easy. After all, Earl St. Chris is only a medium-sized earl, and he has more than a dozen young and handsome adjutants under him. Garcia is not outstanding among them.
So this time Earl St. Chris let him take the lead, which is definitely promoting him!
When Alfonso Garcia heard this, he stood at attention: "As you command, Your Majesty the Earl!"
...
April 1689 in the Western calendar.
Six small sampans broke through the mist on the sea in the early morning and landed on the most beautiful beach in the City of God with a roar.
Before the sampan stopped, it was filled with New Spanish mercenary officers and soldiers who had already jumped off. The leader was Alfonso Garcia, the adjutant of the Count of San Cristo. I saw him holding up a thin sword, pointing forward, opening his throat and saying loudly: "God bless Spain!"
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"God bless Spain!"
The soldiers also shouted together, and then rumbled down, each one looking nervous and excited.
Of course they knew that the Count of Santa Cruz had dropped the terrible smallpox on the land of the Shang people in order to conquer the Shang country, an unbelieving, soulless and evil country in the northwest of America... For those who have never been exposed to smallpox For savages, this disease is absolutely fatal and can even wipe out a nation in a few months!
So as long as everything goes normally, the newly built commercial port on the beach of City of God has now become a city of death. Even if there are still a few people alive, they must have fallen into despair and panic, and it is absolutely impossible to organize effective resistance.
However, during the flood landing, the company led by Garcia was still worried when walking through a sea of fog, worried about bullets and artillery shells coming from the beach. After all, the Earl of St. Chris only sent a company of 200 men for a tentative attack... If guns and cannons were fired on the beach, it means that the poisoning operation has failed, at least most of it has failed. The landing of the army will be cancelled. Garcia and his company will be abandoned on the beach of the City of God, and the only thing waiting for them may be a glorious death.
This adventurous landing is simply a life-and-death gamble for Garcia and his men!
Fortunately, until they set foot on the beach, there was still no gunfire or cannon fire!
After Garcia and his men shouted together, they quickly ordered the soldiers to plant a "Blood and Gold" flag on the beach where they had just docked. When the fog on the sea dissipates, if this eye-catching flag is still there, the St. Insabel on the sea will know that the landing has been successful!
Then the Saint Isabel will launch a signal rocket, and twenty-two large sailing ships far away from the coastline will immediately rush to the beach of the City of God and launch a full-scale landing battle.
Seeing that his men had planted the flag, Garcia left a few people to protect the flag, and then asked the trumpeter beside him to blow the assembly call. Nearly 200 Spanish musketeers and spearmen had already disembarked from six small sampans. The soldiers all ran towards him, and then formed a column of mixed spears and muskets at his orders. Then Garcia waved his hand and led the column towards a commercial port surrounded by wooden fences and sand near the landing site.
That commercial port was connected to the pier, and it should have been the ideal landing place for Garcia and the others. However, the sea was filled with fog this morning, and Garcia and the others could not find the location of the pier. But now the fog had dispersed a bit, so he could see the commercial port surrounded by low walls and fences at a glance.
Two hundred Spanish soldiers held muskets and spears, maintaining a dense formation that was bombarded by sugar bombs, and slowly walked towards the commercial port. As the distance gets closer, the heartbeats of these people become faster and faster.
Because the commercial port was built very solidly, with not only wooden fences installed, but also parapets built with sandbags. It looked almost like a simple castle. Although there has been no movement at all so far, once there are troops guarding there and there is a sudden opening fire, then these Spanish soldiers will go to see God!
Garcia bravely rushed to the front, silently chanting the names of God, Jesus, and Maria in his heart, praying for them to bless him, a devout believer... He was responsible for poisoning Chao Ge last time, and these days At least hundreds of thousands of pagans in Yue Shang Fang Kingdom died of illness! With such great merit, even if you die in battle, you should be able to go to heaven, right?
The thought of going to heaven wiped away the fear in the heart of this devout Spaniard.
However, his fear was obviously unnecessary. Until he led two hundred Spanish infantrymen to attack the commercial port through an open wooden gate, not a single shot was fired at them. And when Garcia rushed into the commercial port, the overwhelming stench rushed towards him! He looked around and saw two corpses lying on the ground next to each other. They were still wearing tattered Shangfang people's cloth. One of them had a long sword on his belt, and the other was carrying a broken one. burden.
Garcia, who had suffered from smallpox when he was a child, had the courage to walk over and check it out. He found that they were a man and a woman, probably a couple. There were no signs of injury on their bodies. They must have died of illness on the roadside... Obviously, This is a couple who are seriously ill with smallpox, but still want to go out and survive. Before they could get out of the commercial port, they fell ill on the roadside and could never get up again!
Garcia made the sign of the cross on his chest, prayed to God to forgive the souls of these sinful people, and then got up and walked into the commercial port.
When he walked into the commercial port, he discovered that the commercial port was not completely built. There were half-built houses everywhere, and building materials and tools were piled up in many places. He also saw more bodies...in a large house that had been completed. The corpses were neatly arranged on the floor of the house, with straw mats underneath. Look at the clothes these corpses are wearing, they are all from Shangfang!
There are not only the corpses of adults here, but also the corpses of children! It can be seen from the utensils around the corpses that most of them were taken care of before they died... There are also a few corpses at the door of the house, maintaining a crawling posture, obviously wanting to leave here and seek survival elsewhere.
Garcia murmured to himself: "The couple who fell on the roadside and the people who wanted to leave on their stomachs should be the last group to fall. They may have been doctors before, but they were unable to defeat smallpox... ..No one can defeat smallpox unless God wants him to live!”
