Chapter 112 The Children of the Father of the Nation
What can be done to stop it?
Like a critical hit, Perez became mute for a moment.
He opened his mouth, but no words came out for a while.
What to stop them!
army?
But where is the army?
"Mr. President, we have to rebuild our military!"
Perez took a deep breath and said.
"Now the barbarians are attacking Santiago. We must stop them. We must rebuild our army! I think this is the most important thing!"
Looking at Perez, Monte nodded and said.
"This is indeed the most important, but we need to recommission officers, train the army, and purchase weapons. All this takes time. After all, in Araucanía, we lost almost all of our troops..."
When he said this, President Monte felt a mixture of emotions in his heart.
"General Rodriguez, he...ruined everything!"
After a long sigh, Monte looked at Perez and said.
"Now, even if we pardon all the politicians and military officers in prison and appoint them to form an army, it will take time!"
time!
Is there still time for Chile?
Looking at Perez who looked helpless, Monte said.
"Perez, you will take over as president in less than a month. I hope you can start preparing everything. As for time... I will find a way to fight for you!"
"Mr President."
Perez looked at Monte in confusion and said doubtfully.
"What are you going to do?"
"Try my best to buy time!"
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To gain time!
Monte is not the only one who harbors this idea. Faced with the invasion of Indians, all the powerful and wealthy people in Chilian City fled the city one after another. It is located on the only road to Santiago, and it is definitely
Will be attacked by Indians.
While the rich were fleeing, a man in his thirties came to the city center and O'Higgins Square. Wearing an old military uniform, he stood at the bronze bust of the founding father Bernardo O'Higgins Riquelme.
In front of him, he shouted and shouted at the citizens.
Bernardo is the grandson of Bernardo O'Higgins Riquelme, the founding father of Chile. Although his mother is an illegitimate daughter, this does not prevent his family from enjoying a high reputation in Chilian. After all,
This is O'Higgins' hometown, he was born in this city.
At his appeal, more than a thousand citizens faced these citizens as the mayor and councilors fled the city, just as his grandfather O'Higgins appealed to the soldiers when they attacked the city.
, he shouted loudly.
"Follow me! Brave people, whether you live or die, the honor belongs to you!"
When Bernardo led the defense force composed of citizens, holding old rifles in the arsenal, building barricades on the streets in the south of the city, in a luxurious building on O'Higgins Street, a young and beautiful
The woman with black hair sighed.
"What a stupid person."
"Maria, what are you talking about?"
Said the charming old lady in the house, who was in her fifties.
"I'm talking about, my dear brother!"
Maria looked back at her mother, her beautiful face full of ridicule.
"He thought he would be like his grandfather, who could protect this city and defend Chile, but in reality? He is just a guy who can only talk."
"Maria, don't forget, he is your brother!"
Rosa said.
"Maybe he is not as wise as your grandfather, but at least he has unparalleled courage. And what about you? My daughter, what do you have?"
"I have the same wisdom as my grandfather!"
Maria raised her chin proudly, the sun shone on her face, and her beautiful face was full of confidence.
"At least grandpa will never die in vain like him. He is simply giving away his death."
Faced with her daughter's judgment, Rosa opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment, and then said.
"Maria, it's time for us to leave here, don't waste the time your brother sacrificed himself to buy for us!"
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I'm buying Chile time!
Standing on the barricade made of paving stones, tables and chairs, Bernardo Riquelme thought silently.
As the grandson of O'Higgins, he may not have inherited much property because his mother was an illegitimate daughter, but he has always believed that he has inherited honor. He feels that to some extent, he and his grandfather have something in common.
His grandfather was also an illegitimate child. It was not until the death of his great-grandfather who was the governor of Chile that he began to use his father's surname. Even his name was the same name that his grandfather had used.
Because his mother was an illegitimate child, he always felt that someone was laughing at him behind his back. Now, it was time to use his courage to fight for honor.
"Sir, are you afraid?"
Bunels asked, looking at Bernardo.
Looking at the child who looked to be only eleven or twelve years old, and looking at his somewhat frightened expression, Bernardo said.
"I am also afraid, but my love for the motherland forces me to stand up!"
As he spoke, he looked at the citizens around him and said.
"If we don't stop those Indians, then they will march straight in, cross Chilian, and fight all the way to Santiago. By then, our motherland, Chile, will be destroyed! Gentlemen, by then we will be reduced to subjugated slaves!"
Taking a deep breath, Bernardo said excitedly.
"Gentlemen, we must fight, and we must fight without stopping for a moment. We must use our courage and our will to fight, to defend Chile, and to defend our motherland!..."
When Bernardo was speaking to the soldiers, at this moment, he felt as if he had become his grandfather. He seemed to have seen the scene when his grandfather gave a speech to the soldiers when he liberated the city.
.
However, the people listening to their speech at this time were not soldiers, but the most ordinary citizens, including white people, mixed-race people, and even some confused Indians. They were servants he brought from his own manor and inherited.
After losing his grandfather's property, many of the tenant farmers on the manor were Indians.
Back then, his grandfather led an army like this!
"Although there are only a few of us, I believe that our courage and our fight will determine the fate of our motherland."
The seemingly exciting speech seemed to inspire many people, but just as his words fell, amidst the applause, Bunnells, a young child, held a rifle that was taller than him and wondered.