During the previous construction of fortifications, people from the Overseas Corps cut down a large number of trees from San Bruno Mountain, hauled them to the front of the position, tilted the crown of the trees to the south, used saws to remove the thin branches, sharpened the thick branches, and then used Iron wire and fork stakes made it firmly fixed, so a large number of obstacles were laid in front of the position.
When more than a dozen solid iron bullets whizzed in at a speed visible to the naked eye, these obstacles were the first to be destroyed. The tree trunks as thick as a bowl were smashed to pieces by several eight-pound bullets. Wood chips were scattered everywhere, and then the kinetic energy of the shells weakened. Then he fell headlong into the sand and stopped moving.
Tens of seconds later, a dozen cannons with their muzzles raised roared again. This time, not only eight-pound bullets, but also a four-pound bullet hit Luzhai.
The purpose of the Spanish army in doing this was not only to show off their prestige, but also to determine how many cannons the opponent had through the counterattack of the Northern Navy artillery, so as to determine the next offensive strategy.
Neither Admiral Denava nor his generals have any understanding of this opponent coming from the east. If it were the Russians, Dutch or British, they would definitely not come and would have to find someone else. The person swallowed the bitter pill silently, wiped away the tears, put on a smile and asked, Brother, have you taken up enough territory? Do you want more? Don't be polite to your brother.
It is said that almost all Spanish officers and soldiers who have fought against overseas corps have experienced the power of 82 mortar shells, but they do not know what kind of gun the North Korean navy uses. Moreover, even if they see the barrel of an 82 mm mortar, they will not believe it. This thing can be more powerful than an eight-pounder with a caliber of 100 mm. So when these people were released and returned to Monterey, the capital of California, they all gave exaggerated descriptions of the artillery used by the Northern Navy. For example, the diameter of the barrel was about the same. It's six inches thick.
The governor of California, Colonel de Arrillaga, attached great importance to this. In his request for help, he specifically stated in his letter to the governor that he requested artillery support and more artillery. So Mexico City transferred more than a hundred artillery to the Western Command. Gunners and ten eight-pound guns were transported to Monterey, the capital of California, by warships. As a result, the number of field guns in General Denava's army reached a rare total of fifteen.
Don't forget, this is America, and it's also the west coast. Fifteen field guns are already there to catch and destroy anyone! This doesn't include the twelve-pounder guns on the warships.
When the Spaniards fired the second round, in order to paralyze the opponent, Li Changgeng suggested that Rucci let the two twelve-pound field guns at the rear of the position fire back. Rucci readily agreed.
Within a few minutes, artillery fire rang out from the Northern Navy position. After a few shots, a Spanish eight-pounder battery suffered heavy casualties from explosive shells and was basically disabled.
In these days, a field gun crew in Europe basically had more than eight people. For example, a four-pounder gun crew had eight people, and an eight-pounder gun crew had 13 people. Of course, a minimum of six people can operate it, but if you want to maximize the use of the artillery To be powerful, it must be fully compiled.
When Admiral Denava, who was on the front line, saw this, he thought to himself: Why are the Easterners' artillery so powerful? No wonder the dozens of people in the Golden Gate Fortress couldn't cope with it. After that, the two sides fired several more rounds at each other. After 10 minutes, the North Navy Two other 12-pounders also joined the battle.
The two sides continued to fight until dark before stopping. The Spanish generals then determined that the enemy on the opposite side only had four field guns. Of course, there must be some at the fort of the Golden Gate Fortress. As for how many there are, that is what the navy will do tomorrow.
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At around 9 o'clock in the night, the Spanish army's artillery took advantage of the cover of darkness to secretly move the gun position forward fifty yards. This move was to prepare for the attack on the four twelve-pound guns tomorrow. On both sides of each gun
, they all built bunkers with wicker baskets as tall as one person, filled with sand, soil and weeds.
The Spaniards thought they were doing things without realizing it, and were full of confidence in the next day's war. Admiral Denava even sent someone to send an order to the navy, asking them to go north to bombard the Golden Gate Fortress at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, attracting
Due to the enemy's firepower, he would send cavalry to coordinate the attack. However, what he and his generals never expected was that everything his opponent had done before was just "teasing you."
At four o'clock in the morning, ten 82 mortar groups, four 75mm artillery groups, and four 12-pound artillery groups of the Northern Navy, guided by two infrared drones, were all ready and calibrated to shoot Zhu Yuan.
.In addition, two battalions of overseas corps soldiers had quietly left the trenches, passed through the paths left between the densely packed deer villages, and came to a position three hundred meters away from the enemy's front line to lurk.
When the time came to 4:10, in the semi-underground headquarters, Lu Qi, who had not slept all night, gave the order to start the attack into the walkie-talkie with red eyes.
"Tum! Tum! Tum!"
As three red flares with a brightness of 20,000 candlepower were shot into the air at the same time, the Spanish soldiers standing guard were all stunned.
The first person to speak was the ten 82 mortars operated by the teaching company of the North Navy. Because the distance between the enemy and us was not far, the shells that came out of the barrel hit the ground and exploded in a blink of an eye. The plumes of smoke that rose straight into the sky spit out bright fireballs, and they would be sleeping.
The Spanish soldiers were blown to pieces, their flesh and blood flying wildly.
Immediately afterwards, the 75mm cannon and the 12-pounder gun also roared, and they began to shoot almost directly at the bronze cannons located at the front of the enemy's position. The hundreds of kilograms of artillery carts were overturned by the shock wave, and the wicker used as a shield was
The basket was also blown to pieces.
Seeing such a thrilling and spectacular scene, Lu Qi finally realized what it felt like as Fan Tong often said that "bullying people is the basis of happiness".
"Hey, he was in bad luck, either kidnapped or shot. We are different. After this battle, the Central Valley was taken over, and my status in the committee was naturally established. I will be in the Napa Valley tomorrow.
Plant hundreds or thousands of acres of grapes and build a winery. No, no! We should occupy Los Angeles and build a big house in Beverly Hills! Oh, San Francisco is not bad here. I remember Hillsborough is a luxury area.
, tangled.”
Perhaps because of the nervousness and excitement in his heart, Lu Qi, who was holding a telescope, turned red and muttered, but no one around him paid attention. The effect of the artillery bombardment and the upcoming charge were what they were most concerned about.
Admiral Denava was awakened at this time. He was wearing a nightgown and had no time to change into his military uniform. He ran barefoot to the entrance of the tent. He saw firelight everywhere in the military camp, and a strong smell of gunpowder filled the air.
The soldiers were running around, howling and losing their minds like a group of rats. The horses were neighing, breaking free from the reins and running wildly.
In such a chaotic situation, Denava's orders were ignored at all. He could only be helped up by his adjutant and ran southward without thinking.
"Command command, attack!"
When two more 82-force artillery shells passed over their heads and landed behind the Spanish army camp, six hundred Overseas Corps soldiers who had been lurking for a long time suddenly stood up, carrying percussion rifles with bayonets, and rushed out together. They were firing the shells
In the sound of explosions, they quickly approached the front line of the opponent's position - the artillery position that had been blown into a mess. Then they crossed over like a tide, swept forward, and launched a violent storm of attacks.
Chen Yingqi pulled out the bayonet from the chest of an enemy soldier with a charred face and continued to run forward. His next target was a Spanish officer who couldn't help but look back. This man was wearing a blue jacket with a yellow high collar.
The sheepskin coat has gilded buttons, the cuffs and collar are trimmed with red velvet, and he wears a beautifully crafted hat with a silver wire brim, which is very conspicuous among the soldiers.
"Stop! If you run again, I'll kill you!" Chen Yingqi shouted as he ran, but the other party couldn't understand him at all.
Chai Rong, who was not far away from him, became as fierce as a tiger at this moment. He bumped into a Spanish cavalry holding a spear next to a broken carriage. Because the force was too strong, they both fell down at the same time, and the weapons in their hands were
It also fell to the ground, and the two quickly started a hand-to-hand fight.
Chai Rong panted and threw himself on the cavalryman, pressing his knees on the opponent's stomach. He desperately grabbed the enemy's arm with one hand, but the other hand was firmly grasped by the opponent, making it impossible for him to pull out the gun from his waist.
Dagger. Chai Rong had no choice but to put his head against the opponent's head and use his knees to press the opponent's stomach desperately. The struggling Spanish cavalry kept throwing his feet and hitting his buttocks with his knees, trying to turn over and try again.
Overwhelm him.
Chai Rong wanted to call for help, but the more anxious he became, the less he could scream. He was so angry that he opened his mouth fiercely and bit the opponent's big nose in one bite. The Spanish soldier screamed in pain.
This sound made Chai Rong even more excited. He bit harder and with one click, he actually bit off the other person's nose.
At this time, Chai Rong's other hand finally broke free from the opponent's grasp. Panting heavily, he touched his hand to his waist, pulled out the dagger, stabbed it into the opponent's neck, and then twisted the enemy hard.
He was no longer moving, only his throat was still making a gurgling sound. Chai Rong waited for a while, climbed up from the opponent, pulled out the dagger, spat hard at the corpse on the ground, and spit out a piece of blood.
of minced meat.
Artillery shells exploded in the distance, bayonets shone coldly in front of his eyes, grenades exploded around him from time to time, fire, blood, smoke, the enemy's frightened expressions, incomprehensible shouts, and running figures all became what he saw and heard.
Clear image.
By the light of a nearby fire, Chai Rong found the fallen rifle, checked it to make sure it was okay, then rested for a moment, turned to look at the figure lying on the ground, he felt happy and felt
Frightened, this was the first time he had killed someone at close range. Before leaving, Chai Rong secretly said to himself: "You can't blame me. If I don't kill him, he will kill me."
Dawn came in a blink of an eye, and the long and narrow peninsula was full of Spanish troops fleeing for their lives. Shells, grenades, and bullets were flying and screaming in the sky. Many soldiers who were being chased and had nowhere to escape jumped into Lake Merced.
They swam desperately toward the coast. Behind them, hundreds of soldiers from the Overseas Corps stood on the shore, holding up their rifles and shooting, loading and shooting again; because there were so many broken soldiers jumping into the lake, there was no need to aim at all.
Countless corpses soon floated up, and only a few defeated soldiers fled along the path on the north side of the center of the lake to the coast.
However, the scene on the sea made them even more frightened. A few miles away, a Spanish frigate had already set off a fire, and the remaining ships were retreating southward under the cover of two frigates. Two miles away from the fleet, two
A large, slender ship was spraying artillery fire at its own fleet.
Seeing this scene, the defeated soldiers' legs weakened and they slumped down on the beach. Even though the shouts of death coming from behind them got closer and closer, they no longer had the strength to do so.
When the sky brightened, the Spanish troops fleeing south were driven to the foot of San Bruno Mountain like a large flock of ducks. The yellow and green military uniforms looked like a large swarm of locusts from the air. At the foot of the mountain, there were people, horses, and injured people.
Soldiers are everywhere. If a shell falls here, dozens of lives can be taken away.
The frightened General Denava leaned against a big tree, took the kettle from the adjutant, and took a swig. Seeing that his white nightgown had become dirty, the adjutant walked over to a still-dressed man.
The well-dressed soldier glanced in front of him and felt that his figure was suitable, so he ordered him to take off his shirt. The prisoner-turned-soldier was stunned for a moment, then stood up slowly with a dull look on his face, and reluctantly began to unbutton his shirt.
At this moment, several huge explosions sounded at the foot of the mountain, followed closely by dozens of grenades flying from the hillside. The bombed soldiers were turned upside down, with blood and flesh flying everywhere, and the survivors lay on the ground.
There was a howl from the ground.
When the smoke from the explosion had not dissipated, the Northern Navy and hundreds of Miwok Indians, who had been ambushing here for a long time, emerged from the grass halfway up the mountain and launched an attack on the remaining soldiers at the foot of the mountain. The men wearing feather crowns
Bai Bai and a few warriors rushed to the front, yelling and slamming the Indian war sticks in their hands against the Spanish soldiers. In an instant, blood flowed into a river at the foot of the mountain, and all those who were hit had broken bones and tendons.
"Admiral, we will cover you and rush out!"
Denawa lamented and said to his subordinates: "You can't escape, you see."
The adjutant looked back in surprise and saw that in the northwest direction, the enemy's figure had emerged from the horizon. He was trembling all over, and he didn't even notice when he dropped the saber in his hand.
"Surrender."
Nine years later, in 1803, Admiral de Nava, who had resigned and returned to Mexico City to retire, wrote in his "Memoirs":
"...When the Governor mistakenly regarded the enemy occupying the Fortress of San Francisco as a European army, in fact, a big mistake was made. It can be said that from the moment I led the troops to leave Monterey
Since then, the 3,000-man army has fallen into the enemy's trap. To this day, I still don't understand how they monitor every move of the army. To them, our military operations are like a child breaking up with a giant.
wrist.
Faced with such a powerful and ferocious opponent, the Governor should have summoned all the kingdom's military forces throughout North America to fight back. However, he did not do so. Instead, he sent people to negotiate with the opponent and gave up Upper California. This
This is also the reason why we retreated again and again, and even lost the entire California and Nevada.
Today, those pagans from the east not only got Louisiana from the despicable French, but even extended their evil claws to Texas. The enemy is expanding, but the kingdom is powerless to do anything. Today's New Spain has already
There is war everywhere, and all I can do personally is pray to God..."