Since arriving in the New World, the Spaniards have believed that they are invincible at sea.
The indigenous people only see the land under their feet and can only make some simple rafts.
So as long as they drive the boat around, they can plunder wealth at will.
Now seeing that the ships they drove were destroyed in the blink of an eye, and the new warships that appeared were not only numerous, but also extremely powerful, Al Simons and others were all dumbfounded.
"Damn, there's someone here too."
The Spaniards discovered a battalion that had circled to the west.
But what if you know it?
There are more than 300 people in one camp, three times their number.
"Go south and find a way back."
What lay to the south, Al Simmons didn’t know. But he didn't want to fall into the hands of these terrifying enemies. After all, no one wanted to leave his life and death to others.
But if they want to escape, they must defeat a battalion before the huge army from the east arrives.
The Spaniards were pretty heroic.
They began to load their muskets and stared closely at the advancing steps of the first battalion.
They often used less to fight more in the New World, so they were not very nervous at this moment.
However, they had no idea what kind of army they were facing.
Watching the first battalion enter within two hundred meters, the Spaniards were not in a hurry to fire.
In order for their flintlock guns to hit accurately, it is best to put the enemy within a hundred meters and fire in a concentrated manner.
But the first battalion opened fire.
Among the slightly chaotic gunmen, more than a dozen Spaniards fell down and were killed on the spot.
Everyone who was still alive felt a chill in their hearts.
What kind of musket is this?
Why can it hit so far and so accurately?
"fight back."
Al Simmons is going crazy.
He really wanted to figure out who the enemy in front of him was.
Although the Viceroyalty of New Spain already knew the news that the Empire had captured Luzon, and the several waves of reinforcements sent in succession never returned.
But for the Spaniards living here, the empire was still too far away.
They have never seen the Empire at all and have no idea what the Empire looks like.
This sense of unknown increased the Spaniards' fear.
They began to fight back randomly.
But the flintlock rifles in their hands were not as accurate as the Miné rifles.
Bullets were fired one after another, but all were in vain.
The loose formation of the battalion also made it difficult for them to aim.
But the firepower of the first battalion was terrifyingly accurate.
Under the second wave of attacks, another dozen Spaniards were killed.
Seeing that one-fifth of his men and horses were gone, Al Simmons lost his courage and turned around and ran away.
He is like this, and so are other Spaniards.
Seeing that the Spaniards were trying to escape, the National Defense Forces immediately launched a pursuit.
On the very primitive land of the North American continent, two newcomers started a life-and-death fight.
At this time, the main force also moved over from the east and surrounded the remaining Spaniards at the foot of the mountain to the south.
When the Spaniards began to climb up the mountain, the Wehrmacht snipers began to take a roll call.
Come out and kill the other one.
This happened several times, and the Spaniards were desperate.
They had nowhere to run.
At this time, Monterey had already ran back to the tribe and came with the chief and others.
The chief is an old man in his forties.
Yes.
In the difficult living environment, the indigenous people in their forties already look very old.
Looking at the National Defense Force, which was even stronger than the Spanish, Chief Henazhe was very cautious.
"Dear distant guests, thank you very much for your life-saving grace. From now on, you will be the best friends of the Arutu people."
This tribe belongs to the Chumash people, Arutu tribe, the indigenous people of North America.
The Arutu people have lived in this land of abundant water and grass for thousands of years, leading a primitive but self-sufficient life.
Whether it is hunting from the mountains or fishing from the sea, it is enough for daily life.
The Age of Discovery broke their peaceful life.
If the National Defense Force hadn't happened to be nearby this time, they would probably have been exterminated by Al Simons' Spanish adventure team.
However, during the bloody colonial era, there were many people who were even more miserable than them.
According to the etiquette of the Arutu tribe, Fu Xinyuan and Henazhe hugged.
"From now on, there will be more and more outsiders, and most of them have bad intentions. The Arutu tribe needs to truly understand the world in order to survive."
Now what he said can be heard by the indigenous people.
Monterey's eyes were red, and he gnashed his teeth as he looked at the panicked Spaniards at the foot of the mountain.
"Dear Mr. Fu, please catch these demons. Many of our tribesmen have been killed by them, and we want revenge."
"as you wish."
Fu Xinyuan waved his hand, and the National Defense Force pushed the artillery up.
At a distance of several hundred meters, the artillery can shoot directly.
After two shells were fired, smoke billowed from the place where the Spaniards were hiding, but the nearby natives were so frightened that they knelt down and muttered something.
In their view, the God of Thunder in the sky did not make such a big move.
Monterey and Henadze were very close, and although they were quite frightened, their performance was passable because they had seen the operation process.
But their expressions were solemn.
They all thought about what their tribe would do in the future in the face of such weapons.
Al Simmons didn't think about the problems in the future, he only knew that he was going to be doomed now.
Looking at his comrades who were torn apart by the bombing, he shouted heartbreakingly.
"Quick, quick, raise the flag and surrender!"
Before the Wehrmacht could fire the second round of artillery shells, the Spaniards raised the white flag and anxiously awaited the verdict of their fate.
"Let them out."
An officer came forward, raised his trumpet and shouted in Spanish: "Raise your muskets above your head and line them up. Anyone who dares to move will be shot."
Although the words were murderous, all the Spaniards couldn't help but smile when they heard the familiar language. Under the leadership of Al Simmons, he walked out of the bunker obediently.
In a not-so-fierce battle, this Spanish adventure team became prisoners of the National Defense Forces.
Al Simmons was brought to Fu Xinyuan.
"I asked you what to say."
Al Simons quickly asked: "Dear sir, if I tell you everything, will you survive?"
Fu Xinyuan nodded.
"As long as you answer truthfully, I won't make it difficult for you. Don't even think about lying. I will find someone else to verify."
Only then did Al Simmons realize that he was isolated from other people.
These powerful enemies will definitely ask questions separately.
If there is any lies in it, it will definitely be found out.
He nodded quickly.
"I will definitely say everything."
More than three hours later, Fu Xinyuan and General Wu had gathered a large amount of intelligence about the Viceroyalty of New Spain.
Al Simmons and others had eager eyes.
"Dear sir and general, can we go?"
Fu Xinyuan nodded kindly.
"sure."
He waved his hand, and some soldiers came forward and loosened them all, but the weapons were not returned to them.
Al Simons and others did not dare to ask for it, they just wanted to leave this terrifying place as soon as possible.
But before they took two steps, a group of natives blocked them with weapons.
Seeing the fierce anger in Tu Tu's eyes, Al Simons instinctively felt something was wrong.
"Dear sir, you promised that you would let us go."
Fu Xinyuan spread his hands.
"Didn't I keep my promise and let you go? But whether these people are willing to let you go is not up to me."
Al Simons still didn't understand. He was frightened and angry and cursed loudly.
"You liar, God will never forgive you. You..."
Monterey could no longer bear it any longer and swung his battle ax and cracked it down.
Al Simmons' head suddenly turned into two pieces.
This evil-doing colonist finally paid the price he deserved.
