Behind the fence of the mountain pass, a Spanish colonist stretched out, raised his head from his drowsiness, and glanced at the dark thatch outside the mountain pass. Suddenly, a patch of grass shook, and there was a flash of silver light.
A small crossbow arrow was inserted into the throat of a colonial militiaman. His whole body was shaken, and he wanted to reach out to grab the foreign object in his throat, but life quickly passed from his body, and in the blink of an eye he fell to the ground, his body
After a few twitches, the soul immediately went to see God.
The other sentry, who was still asleep, was unaware.
The thatch swayed for a while, and Colonel Coutre climbed out of the grass with a quick-loading crossbow commonly used on the Portuguese fleet. With the help of the torch illuminated on the fence, the crossbow arrow successfully hit the second sentry's throat. The unlucky guy immediately
I went to see God in my sleep.
There were three sentries in total. The two that were killed now were dozing against the fence, while the last one was huddled under a large car behind the fence, hiding his whole body in the shadow of the large car.
Colonel Cutre leaned against the fence, observing the situation from left to right. Behind him, Yin Feng, Lin Xiao, Mai Xiaoliu and others all held their breaths and stared at Cutre's every move. Zhang Zhongji covered his face with all his strength.
Mouth; just now Kutre shot a man to death with an arrow, his actions were ruthless and unscrupulous, and he couldn't help shouting several times. The young man asked to follow him on his own initiative, and he pestered Yin Feng to participate in the night
Attack the team. Finally, Yin Feng, who was helplessly entangled, ordered him to only follow and not to participate in the battle.
Cutre aimed left and right for a long time, but the angle was wrong, and the opponent was in the shadow, so he could not ensure a hit. He stood up and started to climb over the half-man-high wooden fence. Zhang Zhongji almost screamed again, but
Before he could react, Colonel Coutre had already climbed over the fence with agility, and rushed to the cart as quickly as a leopard. He covered the sentry's mouth with one hand, and the dagger in the other hand had already cut the opponent's throat.
.The sentry suddenly opened his eyes with fear in his sleep, then stared blankly at Courtre in front of him, and his body collapsed to the ground softly.
Yin Feng kept nodding his head: This Colonel Cutre is indeed an old mercenary. He is a special forces soldier. There is still one year left on the three-year contract. We must let him teach us all his unique skills.
Seeing Kutre's raised hand, Lin Xiao immediately lit the torch, and Yin Feng raised his flintlock gun and stood up. 50 sailor musketeers and 10 barely enough servants from the Zeng family stood up and quickly
Form three rows of 20 people each. The leader of the queue lights the match, and all the team members follow suit by lighting the match with flints.
This is the most troublesome problem with fighting with a matchlock. The muzzle-loading musket must be stood up to load ammunition, and the match must be lit before shooting. If the match is lit too early, the light and smoke of the burning match will be far away in the dark night.
You can see it, so there is no such thing as a sneak attack. The flintlock gun in Yin Feng's hand did not have this problem. He raised the gun and pointed forward, and the team began to move forward slowly.
The firelight flashed, and the brothers on the river beach also saw it. They grabbed swords, sticks or stones and stood up excitedly. Lu Shitou took the lead, and everyone rushed over in a hurry.
Lin Xiao and others didn't want Yin Feng to show off, so they still blocked him in the last row. However, he was responsible for all actions.
The musketeers approached the wooden fence, but there was still no sound in the colonists' camp.
Several temporary tents were where the Spanish colonial militia rested, while the indigenous soldiers lay in a mess on the grass on the side of the valley, and the whole camp was snoring like thunder.
Yin Feng shouted in a low voice: "First row, push open the fence!"
Behind them, the sound of random footsteps became louder and louder. The pirate gang and other Chinese who could fight, totaling about 300 people, were quickly approaching the mountain pass.
The footsteps finally alerted the Spaniards and native auxiliaries. Several people were awakened from their sleep almost at the same time. Then, in the dim light of the fire, they saw the mountain pass full of matchlock gunners.
"enemy!"
"There are enemies!"
Yin Feng relaxed his voice and ordered: "Stand still! Prepare to fire a volley!"
The three rows of musketeers once again formed a volley formation, with the front row kneeling and aiming forward, and the second and third rows standing and aiming.
The entire Spanish camp was completely alarmed. Many people were awakened, but they had not yet recovered from their dreams. Two Spanish colonists pulled up their trousers while getting out of the tent. They looked up and saw a group of people under the firelight.
The group of physicists had already pushed aside the fence of the mountain pass. They quickly grabbed the torch at the door and rushed into the tent. They kicked and beat their sleepy companions while grabbing their guns, and cursed repeatedly: "Get the hell up!"
The physiological man is coming!" No one noticed that the torches were lit in the tent at this time, simply to guide the enemies outside.
"Let go!" Yin Feng gave the order decisively after waiting for the brothers in the first row to return to the queue.
"Bang! Baht!" Within a range of 30 steps, 60 matchlock guns of the musketeers were fired at the same time, including Yin Feng's flintlock muskets.
The projectile easily passed through the canvas tent, knocking down the Spanish colonists who had their figures reflected on the tent one by one. The two tents were set up side by side. At this moment, there were screams inside, and many people went there drowsily.
Seeing God; some people were awakened by huge pain, and what they saw when they opened their eyes was the tragic scene of blood and flesh flying all over the tent. The colonist who was the first to rush out of the tent received two bullets at the door, one bullet hit the left side.
Another bullet hit his arm, and another bullet hit his right leg. He rolled over and fell, and the torch in his hand fell into the tent, which immediately caused a fire. Another tent also revealed fire, and it was probably caused by the same reason.
It's on fire.
With just one salvo, nearly 30 of the 50 Spanish colonial militiamen gathered in the tent were killed and wounded.
"Kill!" The brothers of the pirate gang arrived and quickly rushed through the mountain pass towards the Spanish camp, which was already in chaos.
Several Spanish colonists who were lucky enough to escape the volley of muskets crawled out of the flaming tent on their hands and knees, and met the murderous Chinese head on. Before they could make any reaction, Lu Shitou, who rushed in, lifted up the Japanese
One of them was decapitated with a knife; the other was stabbed to death by three Spanish swords at the same time.
"Don't let anyone go!"
Under the command of Yin Feng, part of the pirate gang surrounded the tent that was shooting out flames, and the other part rushed towards the indigenous soldiers behind. However, the indigenous soldiers woke up quickly and ran fast; when Yin Feng ordered a volley of fire,
, there was no thought of resisting or rescuing the Spaniards, and basically all the people fled into the mountains immediately.
The flames finally broke out of the tent, and all the Spaniards who tried to rush out of the tent were without exception hacked to death by the Chinese who surrounded them. A missionary in black robes rushed out of the fire with a puff of smoke.
Kneeling on the ground: "Our Father in heaven, we..." He only read the beginning of his prayer, and only half of the cross on his chest was drawn. A thick wooden stick hit his head, and a bamboo spear stabbed him.
Entered his abdomen...
When the tent fire was about to extinguish, the Chinese who were chasing the indigenous soldiers came back. They only killed a few indigenous soldiers. The rest of the indigenous soldiers ran very fast and were more familiar with the terrain. After a while, they disappeared into the night. Due to the dim light,
When it was bright, the mountain road was still shrouded in darkness, and the Chinese did not dare to pursue them too far and quickly retreated.
The brothers of the Pirate Gang were clearing the road, while the sailors of the Musketeers gathered in front of the cart, everyone was very excited: they had found a treasure. There were three large barrels of gunpowder, countless lead bullets, and seized treasures on the cart.
Nearly 20 muskets of various styles, several swords, and two complete sets of armor. More could have been captured, but unfortunately many of the muskets had been burned into scrap together with their Spanish owners.
After leaving the Xinxing, the sailors of the musketeers, who had basically not replenished their ammunition, were finally able to open fire to their heart's content. Moreover, this time they seized three flintlock muskets and a large number of small porcelain bottles - rationed launchers.
Because the muskets at that time were easy to explode after being fired continuously, the bullet belts carried by Spanish soldiers generally only stored 12 rounds of ammunition, that is, 12 small bottles, which is equivalent to the number of the Twelve Apostles of Christianity. Therefore, Spanish musketeers were also called
They were called the "Twelve Apostles". After the 12 rounds of bullets were fired, they would use bullet sticks as weapons instead of spear guns to fight the enemy. This was better than loading gunpowder with horns and pouring gunpowder into the muzzle of the gun by hand.
Much faster and more convenient.
The sky was bright and the sun was shining brightly. It was a good day today. Yin Feng stood at the mountain pass and watched the dark crowd slowly moving from the east. He turned back and asked Lin Xiao: "Is there any news about the brothers who are on guard behind?"
"Not yet, I've already sent Erzi and the others to pick it up."
"I hope the Spaniards won't catch up so soon." Yin Feng let out a long breath. If we capture this mountain pass, half of the plan will be completed.
But the laws of heaven are impermanent, and things in the world cannot always go as people wish.
The second sailor who was on alert at the end of the team reported that a large group of Spaniards had crossed the swamp and appeared on the river beach 10 miles away from the mountain pass. The Pampanga indigenous soldiers, who were the Spanish outpost, had appeared 3 miles away.
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It would take more than half an hour for the escape team of nearly 3,000 people to cross this narrow mountain pass that could only accommodate 10 people abreast.
Moreover, even if everyone can enter the mountain pass in time, there will be many winding and steep mountain roads in the next journey. A large number of Chinese refugees are still reluctant to throw away their precious gold and silver with their families. In addition, there are many injured in the team.
Or, no matter what, this team cannot move very fast and will definitely be overtaken by the Spaniards.
At this time, the black man Magaro, who was assigned to watch on the cliff of the mountain pass, rushed over rolling and crawling: "Ship owner, Spanish cavalry!"
All the sailors of the Xinxing were convinced of Magaro's good eyesight, which he had developed on the grasslands of East Africa since childhood. He shouted in panic in Portuguese: "There are cavalry coming!"
Yin Feng was shocked: "What? How many riders are there?"
"About a dozen horses, at most one league from the mountain pass."
The conversation between the two was all in Portuguese, which the sailors could not understand. Seeing Yin Feng's expression becoming more and more solemn, they knew something was going on and the speed of equipping ammunition also accelerated a bit.
Cutre came from the south of the valley. Yin Feng waved his hand and called him: "Colonel Cutre, how is the situation ahead?"
"In front is a hillside, which is a good defensive terrain. It is easy to defend but difficult to attack."
"Okay, you go over there and gather people, quickly build a parapet, and move all the remaining ammunition and guns behind the fortifications."
Courtre acted like a professional soldier and immediately carried out the order without asking any questions.
Suddenly, there was a loud noise of crying and screaming, and the back section of the escape team that was slowly passing through the mountain pass suddenly exploded like a nest, and the crowd fled in all directions.