Captain Velasco's army included a group of colonial volunteer cavalry. Originally, the water-network-crisscrossed terrain of Luzon was not suitable for cavalry operations. This small cavalry was only used for reconnaissance and warning.
Now this cavalry team was sent to the front as the vanguard. As soon as they ran out of the swamp, they discovered the fleeing physiological men in the group. In fact, these people were not members of Yin Feng's team, they were all fugitives who had taken a detour from other paths.
With a slim hope, these people fled towards the Badanyan Seashore, expecting a miracle to happen at the seaside. Along the way, the unorganized and undisciplined fleeing people had suffered heavy casualties at the hands of the indigenous people.
The corpses of the deceased were paved; there were countless desperate people who hanged themselves or committed suicide by drowning in the river.
There are a total of 20 cavalrymen, most of whom are veteran cavalrymen retired from the Spanish army. The horses they ride are Andalusian breeds that were finally transported from America - this is one of the oldest and purest horse breeds in the world.
The title of the world's top war horse has been the first choice for top war horses since the times of Phoenicia and ancient Greece.
The horses were all wearing light armor, and the old cavalry were all wearing full armor, holding spears and swords hanging on their waists. After discovering the refugees, they quickly chased after them and began to stab and hit the crowd without mercy.
The sticks in the hands of the Chinese could not hurt the Spanish cavalry at all, and the crowd quickly became chaotic. The people who fled in a chaotic manner caught up with Yin Feng's team, and the whole team was thrown into chaos.
The Spanish cavalry controlled the speed of the horses just right, keeping a distance of about 5 meters between each horse. The 20 cavalry drove the large group of Chinese refugees toward the mountain pass like sheep.
About 1,500 meters behind the cavalry, that is, half a league away from the Spanish unit, the Spanish infantry was forming a team.
"Bang!" A cavalryman used a revolving flint gun to knock down a Chinese who was approaching. A group of brave Chinese launched a counterattack, waving sticks and turned back to the Spanish cavalry. The Spanish cavalry reined in their horses and drew out their weapons.
The cavalry's special revolving musket fired two rounds in succession - each of them was equipped with two cavalry pistols. The bravest few Chinese died at the muzzle of the gun and under the hooves of the horses. The momentum of the Chinese attack was suppressed, and Spain
The cavalry urged their horses and began to drive away the crowd.
The idea of the cavalry leader was to rush the crowd into the mountain pass and completely turn the Chinese team into a pot of porridge at the narrow mountain pass. Then when the Spanish infantry arrived, there would be a massacre. The extremely arrogant cavalry did not worry about dodge at all.
The Chinese who were driving around were confident that the Chinese had no weapons that could hurt them.
However, the closer they got to Beishan Pass, the more intense the physiological man's resistance became; moreover, it was obvious that the other party's resistance began to be organized. The crowd moved to both sides with a roar, and dozens of Chinese people lined up closely in the middle of the road, using
The sharpened bamboo spears were pointed at the direction of the cavalry's attack. The Spanish cavalry did not hesitate. One of them raised his spear, and the rest of the cavalry moved closer to him, forming a small triangular charge formation. They immediately increased their horse speed and lowered their speed.
Spears, rushed straight towards the row of simple Chinese bamboo spears. They did not pay attention to this Chinese team, which was pitifully thin in depth and ridiculously crude in weapons. With the many spears growing in their hands, the Spaniards had
Confidence overwhelmed this Chinese team in one encounter.
The cavalry charges are getting faster and faster, and they are getting closer and closer to the Chinese bamboo spear array.
200 steps, 150 steps, 100 steps!
Suddenly a conch trumpet sounded, long and far-reaching, and the noisy crowds running around suddenly became quiet. The Chinese bamboo spear array suddenly retreated, quickly turned around and ran to the rear desperately. The Spanish cavalry subconsciously reined in the sound.
The horse sped up and ran faster, constantly laughing at this group of timid and cowardly Chinese.
The Chinese holding bamboo spears suddenly dispersed to both sides. At this moment, the Spanish cavalry had rushed 50 steps away from them, and within a few seconds they could rush into the range of assassination with spears. However, where the Chinese moved away, there were
On the road in the center of the crowd, 60 light matchlock guns with slow-burning matchlocks were pointed at the Spanish cavalry. A young, tall Chinese stood on one side of the volley formation, with a cold smile on his face. He was at the forefront.
The cavalry in front was only less than 20 steps away from him! He waved the Japanese sword in his hand and issued the command.
The leader of the Spanish cavalry reined in his horse urgently, and exclaimed, "Oh God!" Before he could cross himself, "Bah!" A burst of gunshots rang out, and smoke suddenly filled the surrounding area, killing the Spanish who was rushing at the front.
The cavalry also surrounded them.
All the Chinese people around stopped running and watched the smoke dissipate. Only three of the Spanish cavalry who had been showing off just now were still sitting on their horses, and the rest all fell to the ground with their horses. There were only a few injured horses.
They screamed and tried to stand up; several Spanish cavalry were dying and screaming on the ground. One of them was pinned down by a dead horse and was struggling to get out. The distance was too close, the power of the matchlock gun within 30 steps
You can play to your heart’s content!
Yin Feng raised his hand and used his revolver pistol to kill a Spaniard who was still riding a horse. He was about to turn the horse's head and escape. The sound of the gunshot woke up the Chinese around him. Everyone shouted and rushed forward.
He dragged one of the surviving Spaniards off his horse, stabbed the other one off his horse with a bamboo spear, and then slaughtered the others lying on the ground to a pulp.
"Everyone, cut off all the horse meat to make dry food. All captured weapons and equipment must be handed over to us!" Yin Feng announced loudly to the crowd.
These scattered Chinese who fled did not recognize him, and some asked cautiously: "Brothers, who are you?"
Before Yin Feng could speak, Mai Xiaoliu on the side excitedly said loudly: "We are the musketry team of the captain of the Xinxing!"
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After the Spanish infantry troops formed up, they waited in place for a long time, but there was no sign of the cavalry vanguard. Captain Piragón was commanding the carriage of the baggage team behind him and was dragging several bronze cannons through the swamp with great difficulty. He served as
Captain Velasco, the infantry leader, sent someone to inform him that something seemed to be wrong with the cavalry reconnaissance team.
In the distance, Chinese teams were walking towards the mountain pass one after another, and there was no trace of the cavalry. Captain Billagon and a group of Spanish officers felt that something was not right, so they became cautious in their actions and did not take any action until the troops arrived.
Action. This move actually gave the Chinese fleeing team ample time to pass through the mountain pass.
"Are you sure you heard the musket fire?" Captain Billagon asked Captain Velasco.
"Yes, the distance is less than 1 league. It should be coming from near the mountain pass. It is definitely not the sound of the cavalry's flintlock lances."
Billagon's face twitched, and he remembered his experience of escaping death by the Pasig River. He gritted his teeth and said, "It must be them! Damn infidels!"
"who is it?"
"The same team of physiological musketeers that massacred Captain Gaspar's entire platoon."
Captain Velasco only knew about this and said disapprovingly: "Really? Then our cavalry may have suffered? Do they have such a strong combat effectiveness? Then why didn't they show up during the siege?"
Captain Billagon shook his head: "We still don't know the true identity of this group of physiological musketeers. According to Monk Flores, this group of musketeers is commanded by a mysterious European."
Velasco took a breath: "What? God bless, is this possible?" He looked around and asked doubtfully: "By the way, where did this monk who was almost burned into a roasted lamb go?"
Captain Velasco came from a high-class aristocratic family in Madrid, the capital of Spain, and had little respect for ordinary Catholic priests. Captain Billagon looked at him sideways and said angrily: "The respected monks volunteered to go to the natives of the Dalun Mountains.
The human tribe has gone and entered through the valley to the east; he wants to encourage the indigenous tribes to attack the physiological people who have fled into the mountains. This will save us a lot of trouble."
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Yin Feng is currently running back and forth at the North Pass, trying desperately to organize the refugees to evacuate through the pass as quickly as possible. Entering from the pass, there is a gradually opening valley, and about 100 meters forward is the exit of the valley:
It is located on a gentle hillside. From here and over a few ridges or valleys, it will connect with the middle section of the trail that Yin Feng took when sneaking into Manila.
Yin Feng climbed onto the cart left by the Spanish at the mountain pass and looked out into the distance. He was very worried that the Spanish army would suddenly launch an attack. At the exit of the valley behind him, according to his request, Lu Shitou, Cutre and Lin
Xiao organized five to six hundred people to dig trenches and build a parapet there. The matchlocks or flintlocks owned by Yin Feng and others were front-loading muskets, which could only be loaded while standing, so they could only build parapet fortifications. This aspect of the warehouse
Trey was an expert. Except for the sailors of the Xinxing, although everyone was very dissatisfied with this strict foreigner, for the sake of Yin Feng's face, they could only listen to his orders.
In order to ensure that everyone can reach the Badanyan Seashore smoothly, Yin Feng decided to guard this mountain pass.
In front of the temporary fortification, a group of pirate gang brothers lit a bonfire and were cutting horse meat for barbecue and drying - all the best Andalusian horses have been killed and will soon become dry food for everyone. There are two Andalusian horses.
The horse was only slightly injured and was stabbed to death by the pirate brothers with bamboo spears. Yin Feng felt really distressed: What a fine purebred Andalusian horse! If in the time and space before Yin Feng traveled, these horses would be
The price of a horse can reach hundreds of thousands of dollars, or even tens of millions of dollars.
The team organized by Yin Feng and Lu Shitou included about 2,700 people who joined in the middle. In addition to the countless Chinese refugees who arrived outside the mountain pass one after another, this sparse team actually dragged out for five or six miles.
Yin Feng kept shouting to the crowd: "Let's go quickly, brothers and sisters, the relevant people are right behind you!"
However, the crowd was still moving, moving slowly, because everyone was indeed too tired, and the old and young had not eaten anything for days and nights, and some of them were injured. Moreover, this mountain pass was indeed too narrow.
, the brigade passed so slowly that Yin Feng got angry.
A large number of people came over to help each other. They were all dressed as craftsmen in short clothes, and several of them had external injuries. There was a middle-aged man inside who raised his head and asked in Zhangzhou Haicheng dialect: "This brother, you are the one who led the people to death."
Is it related to the horse team?"
Yin Feng jumped off the cart, raised his hands and saluted, "That's me, Yin Feng, the captain of the Xinxing."
A group of more than 30 people knelt down together with cheers and cheers: "My benefactor! Our Haicheng Zhao family kowtows to you!" As he said that, everyone touched their heads to the ground and kowtowed heavily!