() Almost half of Newfound Island is covered with forests, swamps and mountains. Riding a horse here is a very stupid decision, because the soil here is very soft, and you may encounter a small mud puddle wherever you ride.
, and then the horse's legs will snap and break immediately, throwing the person on the horse out of shape.
This place used to be empty for people, but recently the grizzly bear tribe of Indians has been coming and going here frequently. No one knows why they, who originally lived in Quebec, crowded into this place where birds don't poop. [Search for the latest updates
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At this time, the people of the Grizzly Bear Tribe were gathering in a cave deep in the forest, waiting for their warriors to return.
I saw that all the men, women, and children of these grizzly bear tribes were wearing clothes made of bear skins sewn by themselves. Most of the people in the cave at this time were old, weak, sick, and disabled, and only a few young and middle-aged people were guarding the entrance of the cave.
In the center of the cave, there is a large open space. In that open space, there is a simple altar made of gravel. In the middle of the altar sits an old man with silver-white hair. Behind the old man, there is a two-person altar.
The tall statue looks like a giant bear standing upright, and it looks lifelike.
The women and old women holding children stretched their necks, and from time to time they knelt down and kowtowed to the statue in the middle of the altar to pray. They were all very pious.
Suddenly there was a commotion outside the cave! The women stood up with their children in their arms and rushed out to see if their men had returned safely.
But all the men who came back were dejected, and a few of them were carried back stiffly and had been dead for a long time.
The families of the soldiers who died in the battle immediately hugged each other and cried when they saw this. The women, the elderly and children whose families had returned safely knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the statues, thanking the gods for their protection.
At this time, a tall, fat, middle-aged man with disheveled hair slowly walked out from among the mournful men.
The man's eyes were extremely fierce, and he glared at the women who had been crying endlessly! The women were immediately frightened and did not dare to speak out.
"Ghost Bear, why are you looking so angry?" At this time, the white-haired old man sitting in the middle of the altar stood up slowly. Although he was thin, he was very tall, and he looked a bit like a giraffe.
"Father!" The man with fierce eyes and a stout body lowered his head: "We found the white man's boat on the beach. We wanted to annihilate them while they were not stable, but we didn't expect that the firepower of that group was very fierce! Four of us died.
Five of the soldiers were wounded, so they had to retreat first.
The white-haired old man seemed a little surprised: "Did I hear that right? Four died? Five were injured? Is that so?"
"Ahem, um," the man suddenly faltered: "There are still a few who got separated from us during the retreat..."
Before he finished speaking, the white-haired old man suddenly hit him in the face with a stick! He screamed and fell down immediately, lying on the ground breathing heavily.
"Separated?" The white-haired old man seemed to be still not relieved, and repeatedly beat the fat man with the wooden stick in his hand: "Soldiers died on the battlefield. There is nothing to say. You actually let the soldiers go with the large army.
Break away? How did you become a leader? With your condition, how can I safely pass on the leadership position to you?"
At this time, his wife quickly came over to hold him, and the men, women, and children around him also came over to plead for mercy. The old man threw the wooden stick to the ground! He said fiercely: "It's true that one generation is worse than the other! I was alone back then.
Fighting seven Spanish colonists, killing seven of them with six arrows! They didn't even hurt a hair on my head! Look at you! As my son, I led the bravest warriors of our tribe.
, still adopted the despicable tactic of sneak attack, and was defeated by the enemy! If I were you! I wouldn’t have the shame to come back!”
Perhaps because he was scolded so harshly and his pride was hurt, the tall man jerked his neck and rushed out of the cave.
Several warriors from the Grizzly Bear Tribe wanted to chase him, but they were stopped by the white-haired old man: "Leave her alone! Let him reflect on himself!"
"Chief, what should we do next?" A soldier asked blankly: "Those people don't seem to want to leave. The boat is still on the shore, but they are worried that it is getting dark, so they do not go directly into the forest..."
The white-haired old man lowered his head and thought for a while, and calmly analyzed: "They did not pursue the victory, which means they are not specifically targeting us. There are not many people here, which means they are not the next wave of Spaniards to station here.
It’s deserted, I guess they may be sending supplies to the Spaniards in the stronghold!”
"Well, I think so too," a young man with a small stature said: "Father, don't blame your brother too much, he has already tried his best."
The person who spoke was the youngest son of the white-haired old man, Bloodclaw. The Indians chose names very strangely. They all named them according to the characteristics of the person.
For example, the leader of this tribe is called "Ten Bears". Among his ten sons (eight have been killed in battle), the third surviving son is called Ghost Bear, and the short and cunning one is called Blood Claw.
The little Bloodclaw sounded like he was excusing his brother, but in fact he was hinting to his father: That guy is not capable of taking on the important role of leader! You should pass the leader position to me as soon as possible!
But of course his petty attitude could not be hidden from his father. His father squinted his eyes and looked at him: "What's the matter? My youngest son, do you want to be the leader?"
"Why did father say that? I'm really confused!" Bloodclaw kept scolding his father for exposing his thoughts in front of everyone, but he said: "Father, you guessed me like this, which makes me very sad.
So sad!”
"Really?" Ten tribe leaders looked at him with disdain: "If you want it, don't hesitate! Just show your own strength and performance! Ghost Bear failed, now it's you! You must get that ship
Come down! They seem to be carrying a lot of weapons and drugs. As long as we take them down, we can regroup and fight back to Quebec! We must not be trapped here for the rest of our lives!"
As he spoke, he suddenly became excited: "Warriors of the Grizzly Bear Tribe! Do you really want to be trapped here for the rest of your life?"
"I don't want to!"
"We want to fight back!"
"Seize the arms! We must fight back!"
The leader of the ten bears waved slightly, and the shouts of the crowd suddenly calmed down. There were about five hundred people in the cave, all members of the grizzly bear tribe. All men, women and children stood in the middle of the altar with their eyes wide open, staring intently at the altar.
of ten bears.
"Let's act now! White people are afraid of the night, but the night is our friend!" After saying this, a sinister smile appeared on the faces of the ten bears...
At dawn the next day, Du Fei took more than thirty sailors, his captain Van Rooney, and his son Van Hoss to inspect the firearms and prepare to set off.
At this time, the first mate Fan Zinghe also wanted to go with him, but Fan Rooney refused. Fan Zinghe was his confidant on the ship, and he was worried that the remaining personnel would be instigated by Lei Zeming, the fierce and internal quarrel.
problem, so he refused his request to go with him.
"Taidin! You stay too!" Du Fei hinted with a look in his eyes. He also wanted to keep a trustworthy person on the ship just in case. After all, this ship is their lifeblood. Once the ship is cleared in this desolate place,
What's the problem? That's not good.
Du Fei and Captain Van Rooney, a group of more than thirty people in total, armed with muskets and daggers, used several wheelbarrows to carry the goods and slowly moved toward the delivery point according to the map given by the customer.
Along the way, Van Rooney was frightened. A fox suddenly ran past the front of the team. He was so frightened that he immediately pulled out his gun and fired several shots, which almost caused everyone to follow suit. Fortunately, Du Fei held him down in time.
Fan Rooney smiled awkwardly, but his expression was very ugly. In fact, in terms of courage, he was not much stronger than Lei Zeming, but his sense of responsibility as a captain and the education he had received since childhood made him refuse to give in.
Du Fei was actually very nervous at this time, because he understood that the last time he attacked the enemy, they did not retreat because they had exhausted all their strength and suffered too much loss, but they retreated voluntarily to avoid greater casualties. This shows that the leader of that group must be
He also knows how to command and use the correct method to attack.
The biggest problem now is that the enemy is on file and they are in the clear. The delivery location has to go through the snow-covered forest, and the forest is an excellent place to launch an ambush and carry out a sneak attack, so he is highly nervous and orders his men
All the sailors had their guns loaded.
However, their journey was unexpectedly uneventful. Apart from a few unknown animals that glanced at them indifferently, there was not even a shadow of a ghost. Everyone gradually relaxed their vigilance, and some sailors had already put cigarettes in their mouths.
Got on it and started humming a little tune.
But Du Fei knew that the more likely it was to be attacked at such a time, he had already heard Van Rooney describe the fighting characteristics of the Indians. They were all experienced warriors who had fought against all kinds of jungle creatures for thousands of years.
The giant beasts fought, and gradually developed a set of tactics that evolved from hunting.
They did not attack easily, but quietly followed their targets. Their warriors had amazing toughness and endurance. It is said that when the Spanish colonists were fighting the Indians, a large group of musketeers set off from the stronghold on horseback.
As soon as he went out, he was stared at by the Indian Eagle Tribe.
Due to the tight security along the way, the warriors of the Eagle Tribe did not act rashly. They followed the enemies on horseback for dozens of miles on foot. At this time, the Spanish musketeers began to stop to cook. At this moment and three seconds
Inside, the Indians shot out of the diagonal stabs! Some of the Spaniards who were eating were shot through the throats by crossbow arrows before they could even swallow a mouthful of bread.
That time, a whole group of nearly 200 people were slaughtered by the Indians. Only one person had his ears cut off and put back to report a message. The message the Indians asked him to send was: "Get out of our land!"
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Du Fei never let down his guard, and Van Rooney was also extremely sensitive and never put down the musket in his hand.
However, what they were worried about never happened on the way. After trekking through mountains and rivers for most of the day, they finally arrived at the location of their delivery - the Makhno stronghold.
The Macno stronghold was the first stronghold established by the Spanish in Newfoundland and even in the entire Americas. Since the number of Spanish people who landed at the beginning was small, and after a long voyage, food and other supplies had been almost consumed, so this first stronghold was
The fortress was built in a very hasty and crude manner. Although the Spaniards later repaired the fortress several times, the entire castle gave people only two words at first glance - rustic.
"It's really ugly!" Van Rooney couldn't help but ridiculed the Spanish when he saw such a poor-looking castle: "Some of our royal family members once talked about the origin of the Spanish. A long time ago, we in England had a law,
That is, those who have committed crimes or those who are too stupid will be sent to exile on a small island far away from the mainland, and left to fend for themselves. Most of the exiles are barbaric, rude, and mentally retarded people. As a result, those people
They slowly gathered and multiplied on a larger island, and today's Spaniards were formed. Haha! What I said is almost true!"
When Du Fei saw the crooked castle in front of him, he shook his head repeatedly: It's too ugly. The proportions of the entire castle were not grasped well from the beginning, and the materials used were one part wood, one part stone, and there were several damages.
She looks like an old widow with leprosy in her 70s or 80s. People really don't like her when they see her.
"Is anyone here?!" Van Rooney shouted loudly. Although his voice was not very loud, it made the thin suspension bridge in front of the castle tremble: "I am a deliveryman from the Netherlands. Your goods have arrived!"
Everyone was waiting under the castle in full view, but there was no movement at all from the castle opposite.
"I'm a freight forwarder! Your goods have arrived! Please come and sign for it!" Seeing no one answered, Van Rooney couldn't help but raise his voice again.
But there was still no movement at all on the castle, and the entire castle was as silent as an iceberg.
"What's going on?" The sailors began to whisper, and a naughty guy joked: "Is it possible that everyone inside has drunk too much strong liquor, and no one can stand up and open the door?"
At this moment, Du Fei suddenly felt a faint fishy smell coming from him! He immediately shouted loudly: "No! The castle has been captured! Go back to the woods!"
Before he finished speaking, a large group of grizzly bear tribe warriors holding bows and arrows and wearing bearskins suddenly stood up on the city top that was empty just now. The moment they stood up, they shot arrows at the same time!
The sailors around Du Fei were hit by arrows and fell to the ground. Although everyone followed Du Fei's order and retreated into the woods, six or seven sailors had already been shot to death under the city.
"Mr. Du! Damn it! My leg was shot!" Captain Van Rooney shouted through gritted teeth: "Those guys actually occupied the Spanish castle! It's over now! The goods can't be signed for!"
Du Fei almost spat out a mouthful of blood when he heard these words: At this time, you still care about the goods or not!
He then shouted loudly: "Don't panic! Divide into two teams! Those who are not injured will cover behind! Let's evacuate here in an orderly manner!"
The uninjured sailors picked up their muskets and distributed them in a defensive formation at the entrance of the forest. At this moment, the castle door was suddenly knocked open! A large group of grizzly bear tribe warriors wrapped in bear skins looked like wolves and tigers.
They rushed out! While charging, they shouted the name of their true god loudly.
Du Fei saw that the opponent was approaching fiercely, so he personally led ten strong sailors to block it from behind, so that the injured Captain Van Rooney could evacuate first with the wounded.
"No! Mr. Du!" Although Fan Rooney's leg was injured, he rarely showed his courage at this time: "You take the people and evacuate first! I will break up the rear!"
"Are you kidding me!" Du Fei couldn't help but order him to several sailors: "Take the captain and return the same way immediately!"
He immediately turned around and used the new musket given to him by Captain Van Rooney to continuously shoot at the charging Grizzly Bear tribe warriors. Almost every time he shot, an enemy wrapped in bearskin would fall.
The ten soldiers around him also kept their composure, adopting a half-kneeling posture and constantly shooting at the enemy who was only rushing forward with no cover.
At this moment, suddenly the Indians of the Grizzly Bear Tribe let out a whistle! The whistle was as sharp and clear as the cry of an animal.
Du Fei suddenly had a vague and ominous premonition! At this moment, the sound of musket shooting and screams suddenly came from the direction behind him!
He shouted: "No! There is an ambush behind me! The captain is in danger!"