Wu Zhikui is not a step-by-step person.
Although they had discussed with Yang Yunsheng before, they would attack the Viceroyalty of New Spain from the south to the north. However, after fully studying the terrain of Central America, Wu Zhikui discovered that it was much less laborious to outflank the enemy than to push all the way.
The terrain of Central America determined that once the Spaniards were surrounded, they would only be eaten and there would be no way to get out of trouble.
But the Beiyang Fleet has already set off. Does the Twelfth Division have enough ships to transport soldiers?
In fact, there are many more.
After more than ten years of development in North America, various industries have blossomed everywhere.
The shipbuilding industry, in particular, is very prosperous.
After all, the west coast of North America is full of high-quality timber, and there are good ports everywhere, so it is logical to establish shipyards.
To this end, the country supports 15,000 skilled craftsmen and more than 100 ship engineers.
Even because the shipyard here was newly built, steamships were simply launched directly.
However, these ships have not yet been fully certified and cannot be issued to the navy for the time being.
But the merchants didn't care. The faster speed of steamships best met their needs, so they bought many of them.
In this way, there are so many steamships and wooden sailing ships in North America that there is no problem in making up a thousand ships.
Wu Zhikui decided to take the risk.
He sent the 48th Regiment by boat around the California Peninsula and suddenly landed in Mazatlan.
Although there are Spanish defenders here, there are only more than 700 people. Faced with an attack by more than 5,000 soldiers from a regiment of the National Defense Forces, how could they withstand it?
Not only were more than half wiped out, but all supplies were also seized by the 48th Regiment.
Now, the 48th Regiment doesn't even need to transport supplies from the rear.
When Gonzalez learned that there was a fire in the backyard, he was so frightened that he could no longer care about anything else and hurried back to rescue.
Hou Fanglai, who was in charge of commanding the 48th Regiment, was a bold man and had never thought about defense.
Leaving a battalion to guard against possible invading enemies from the south, he personally led the main force north to face Gonzalez.
In the narrow, rugged and muddy area of the seaside, the 48th Regiment was brave and fearless and gave the Spaniards an unforgettable lesson.
With more than 4,700 troops, they defeated 13,000 Spanish troops. Even Gonzalez was shot and injured and lost the ability to command.
With their retreat blocked and pursuers behind them, the Spaniards collapsed.
The remaining defeated soldiers fled into the mountains, hoping to find a way to escape.
However, the mountains were full of Indians who were persecuted by them.
These Indians lost their homes and lived a hard life hiding in the mountains. One can imagine their hatred of the Spanish.
In the past, when the Spaniards were strong, they had no choice but to cry. Now that the Spaniards were as panicked as a lost dog, the Indians finally found an opportunity for revenge.
They blocked all the wells along the way, laid traps on the road, poisoned the food, and fired cold arrows from the dense forest from time to time.
The Spaniards suffered a heavy blow. They only traveled more than fifty miles and suffered more than 400 casualties.
The Indians did not fight them head-on, but kept harassing them. The local tribal chief also sent people to contact the National Defense Forces to help guide the way, which greatly facilitated the pursuit of the National Defense Forces.
Three days later, the remaining more than 3,000 Spanish soldiers were besieged in a mountain col.
By this time Gonzalez had already died from his injuries.
The leaderless Spaniards looked at the eager Indians. They were all frightened and hurriedly surrendered to the defense forces.
The battle on the Western Front ended simply like that.
But the battle on the Eastern Front was not too troublesome.
Yin Yuchun led his troops to the outskirts of San Antonio and exchanged fire with Spanish reconnaissance troops more than ten times.
And these more than ten confrontations made the Spaniards doubt their life.
They didn't win even once.
The strategic space was completely compressed by the National Defense Forces, and it was dark when you looked at the battlefield.
Yin Yuchun put cavalry on the battlefield.
These cavalry were recruited and trained by local warriors after transporting war horses from the Middle Earth. Although the combat effectiveness cannot be compared with those of the cavalry divisions, it is still enough to deal with the pure infantry Spaniards.
Fifteen years later, the entire perimeter of San Antonio was lost and the Wehrmacht completed the siege.
Not only that, the highlands northwest of the city also fell into the hands of the National Defense Forces.
The soldiers pushed the heavy artillery up on their shoulders and bombarded the city from above.
The narrow San Antonio could not withstand such fierce artillery fire, and large areas of houses and city walls were blown down.
Seeing that the situation was over, Commander Salmados decided to break out.
For the Spaniards, this was definitely a road of blood, tears and death.
When they came out of the city, they encountered merciless firepower from the National Defense Forces. Almost every meter forward, someone falls down.
In order to return home, the Spaniards were very brave and finally broke through the encirclement of the National Defense Forces.
But what awaits them is not happiness, but the trampling and crushing of the Wehrmacht cavalry.
The Spaniards were in complete chaos, and everyone began to disobey orders and just try to escape on their own.
The team was in chaos, everyone wanted to escape the pursuit of the horses, so that the plain was full of people.
The infantry of the National Defense Force who came later spent three or three nights just gathering the prisoners, which was even more tiring than fighting.
The two armies carefully prepared by Alves lasted only half a month before being mercilessly wiped out by the National Defense Forces.
When Mexico City received news that the Viceroyalty of New Granada had also been attacked, everyone felt despair.
"Mr. Governor, let's go, there is no hope."
Alves stood beside Rodriguez and advised him very sincerely.
Rodriguez's eyes were red and he looked sad.
"Where are we going? If New Spain is lost, can New Granada be held? What about the other colonies? Even if we return to Spain, will we still have a future?"
Everyone understands that when they are sent to the colonies, they are actually losing a connection in the country.
Just going back like this means that you will be reduced to dust and your life will be miserable.
"Look at these people, their relatives haven't come back yet? How many families are broken!"
This time Spain came out in full force and used all the troops it could recruit.
Okay, every family here has a relative in the military.
If the entire army is wiped out in one battle, it means that every family has lost a relative.
Families with a large population are better off, but families with a small population have lost their backbone. The fate that awaits them in the future is also self-evident.
But what can Alves do?
"At least we have to live. As long as we live, there is hope."
Eventually, he surrendered to Rodriguez.
The panicked Spanish colonists no longer had the same high spirits as before when they came to America. They packed up their belongings and boarded the fleeing sailboats.
One last look at the looted wealth and home, slowly disappearing into the sea.
Spain's Viceroyalty of New Spain was completely captured by the Empire.
