The silent Sambani is coldly waiting for the coming Negro people...
Li Dingguo completed the task he was supposed to complete. When he appeared in front of Ding Yunyi, he only said one sentence: "The Negroes will be arriving soon."
A smile appeared on Ding Yunyi's lips.
Now, it's time for those Negroes to learn a lesson...
The entire Ming army was waiting there quietly. They were waiting for the arrival of tens of thousands of Negro people, waiting for the place to be dyed red with blood...
According to the "agreement", the Negro people appeared in the sight of the Tiger Guards...
People screamed, and at first glance, it was noisy. Those Negro people who were thinking about the "treasure" of the Ming army burst out with the greatest energy. Even the old people and children rarely fell behind.
The one who rushed to the front was Josecito. He had already obtained permission from Ames. After defeating the Ming army, he could get one-tenth of the treasure as a reward!
This is also the biggest source of motivation for him to move forward bravely.
When he arrived at Sambani, he suddenly discovered that the Ming Dynasty people who had been fleeing in embarrassment before were no longer fleeing.
Josecito sneered, are they going to fight again like before and then be defeated by the brave Negroes again? Since they must do this, let them all die here!
The main force led by Amos and Cruz also arrived on the battlefield in time...
Looking at the formations listed on the opposite side, these Negro leaders soon knew that the Ming army was about to engage in a decisive battle!
"Warriors of Negro!" Amos's voice was loud: "Our enemies are ahead, go and defeat them. I will distribute all the wealth equally according to the size of your contribution!"
"Huhe - Huhe - Huhe -"
Such cheers burst from the mouths of the Negroes.
There were not many Ming troops on the opposite side, but almost all of them were composed of musketeers. But Amers didn't care about this. When the Spaniards landed, the Negroes must have dealt with these musketeers.
As long as the daredevil withstands the first round of musket attacks, victory can be yours!
Amers put the elderly, children and tribesmen with little fighting ability at the front. He knew very well that when the Ming army's musketry began to attack, most of these people would die.
But victory is always impossible without anyone dying...
"Warriors of Negro. Charge!"
When this order was issued, thousands of Negroes rushed forward desperately... They completely ignored the muskets on the opposite side, and their minds were completely filled with the huge wealth.
...As long as they can rush forward. As long as they can survive, every one of them will become extremely rich...
Li Dingguo looked coldly at the people who rushed up.
He must thank Wu Liehou for entrusting him with the glorious task of the real first battle. Before, he had been "fleeing" and had never fought the enemy head-on... But now, it was different. The enemy would soon
Come experience what real war is!
Bleeding, death, and all terrible things will become a lifelong nightmare for Negro people.
With a long sigh of relief, Li Dingguo slowly raised his hand...
"Let -" When this voice burst out from Li Dingguo's mouth, the muskets in the hands of the soldiers of the Huben pro-army made a terrible roar. The Negro people who were at the front fell instantly.
After the first volley fired, the soldiers in the first row squatted down. Then the soldiers in the second row raised their muskets.
The Negroes continued to charge desperately... They had learned how to use Spanish muskets. As long as they waited for them to finish shooting and rushed forward in one go, victory would be theirs.
But the second round of musketry rang out again... and scores of Negroes fell in a pool of blood... and then the third row of musketeers continued to appear...
...
These musketeers loaded gunpowder too fast. They were completely unlike the Spanish soldiers the Negroes had ever encountered.
Round after round of shooting caused the Negro people to fall one after another, and at this moment, something even more terrifying finally happened:
Behind the Negroes, a large number of artillery appeared!
The open terrain is too easy and convenient for the deployment of artillery. Now, the shadow of death has completely enveloped these Negro people who are only dreaming of getting rich!
The artillery began to roar. The ground shook violently...
The artillery shells hit the Negro people hard... and what's even more terrifying is that this time the Huben Guard artillerymen no longer used the usual solid shells... they used anti-personnel
Amazingly powerful flower bomb...
A cannonball fell, taking away the lives of countless Negro people... Frightened screams and terrible screams were heard everywhere, and the Negro people were in chaos.
The shells continued to ravage the Negro people, and countless Negro people fell in a pool of blood. Some of them were lucky enough to survive, but lost their arms or legs. They were struggling in the pool of blood, pleading, and begging for someone to come.
Save them... But now there are gunfire everywhere and chaos everywhere. Who can lend a helping hand to them?
No one, their orders were already doomed from the moment they arrived in Sambani...
Another large number of musketeers appeared... This was a disaster, and it was even more of a terrible massacre... Any resistance or struggle would be destroyed by these terrible muskets and artillery.
Seems useless...
Once the massacre begins, there is no power that can stop it...
Seeing his tribesmen running in terror, and seeing their tribesmen dying in droves under the enemy's firearms, Amos's mind went blank.
What's going on? What's going on? Why does something like this suddenly happen?
Josecito ran back in embarrassment: "Chief, no, the Ming Dynasty's muskets are too powerful!"
The angry Amos looked at his subordinate angrily. At this time, he had completely forgotten Josecito's previous "contributions": "Josecito, you are a coward, you are a coward! Go, go
Bring me the enemy’s head!”
The word "coward" is a huge insult to the "warriors" of Negro. Josecito gritted his teeth: "Warriors of Negro, follow me!"
He took the lead and rushed forward...
Standing opposite were still those indifferent musketeers. They fired their muskets calmly and mechanically, and watched calmly and ruthlessly as the enemies fell to their guns one after another.
They have no feelings, and feelings are the most terrifying thing on the battlefield...
The Negroes reorganized their charge. About seven to eight hundred enemies rushed forward regardless of life and death. At this time, all the soldiers of Major Swede's regiment also joined in the massacre.
How terrible is it to have so many muskets fired together?
They didn't know that Josecito, the so-called "Warrior" of the Negroes, was among these chargers, but this meant nothing to them at all.
In their eyes and in their hearts, everyone who is charging is their enemy. And the only thing they have to do is to shoot these enemies with the muskets in their hands!
In the continuous roar of "Boom - Boom -", countless enemies fell on the battlefield...
Josecito, who was rushing at the front, suddenly felt a huge blow on his chest, and then his whole body flew up.
When he fell heavily to the ground, he tried his best to get up, but he found that he couldn't do it at all... He could only let his blood flow out, and let his life fade away bit by bit.
Leaving himself, but he has no choice...
Sad, this is the greatest sadness...
Josecito was dead. He didn't even have any way to get close to the enemy. When his body was carried to Cruz, Cruz burst into tears.
This is my brother, my dearest brother! But he died so worthlessly...
The muskets in the front and the artillery in the back continued to wreak havoc on the Negroes... The casualties were increasing, and victory was no longer possible.
Not only Cruz, but Amers also saw this clearly...
Run! Amers made up his mind immediately...
But they couldn't run away... Countless Tiger Guards appeared around them... This was not a so-called ambush, absolutely not. These loyal and brave Tiger Guards were always there.
here......
The only thing they have to do now is to completely eliminate every enemy here!
Ding Yunyi rode on Benxiao and watched all this coldly, and then he said word by word: "Hulu, attack, let these Negro people be extinct from now on!"
Let these Negroes be extinct from now on!
Houlu led his cavalry and rushed out. The galloping horses and roaring knights will carry out this order loyally and without any discount - let these Negro people be extinct from now on!
This was a complete massacre without any lamentation or mercy.
When Amos decided to help the Spanish, he and his race were already doomed to this fate.
The muskets kept killing the Negroes, the artillery kept destroying the Negroes, and the cavalry and infantry kept killing every Negro they could see.
The earth was trembling, and the sun was afraid to avoid...
Hundreds of Negroes fell, hundreds of Negroes lost their lives, and the slaughter had just begun.
They have been completely surrounded, and there is not even a gap to escape. The only thing Amos can do now is to watch his people die in front of him one after another.
It's doomed, all this has been predetermined by fate...
Cruz, the first "warrior" of the Negro tribe, also died in a very funny way. He wanted to avenge his brother, but he was one of the few people who continued to fight.
When he saw the Ming army cavalry, he rushed forward and was about to get close. However, his horse suddenly let out a mournful cry and threw Cruz down hard.
Before Cruz, who was beaten to pieces, had time to get up, the horses of the swarming Tiger Guards had trampled him into a pulp!
Cruz died without dignity...
This massacre lasted from noon to night, and tens of thousands of Negro tribesmen were almost completely killed. After the end of the Battle of Sambani, the Negro tribe has disappeared.
Amos did not die, but he became a prisoner of the Ming Dynasty. He didn't know whether this was his luck or his sorrow.
This was the first time he met his opponent, Hu Benwei - Wu Liehou - Ding Yunyi!
Ding Yunyi, who was riding on the horse, looked coldly at the tied-up Ames, and he only asked: "Do you regret it?"
Do you regret it?
Amos didn't know how to answer the other party at all. In fact, he regretted it to the extreme now.
He never imagined that he would face such a powerful force.
But now it's too late for any regrets.
The fate of the Negro people is chosen by themselves...
"I think you must be very regretful now." Ding Yunyi asked and answered himself: "Tens of thousands of lives have been lost because of your personal greed. If you can be calmer and don't be fooled by the treasure, you may still be able to survive."
You won’t face such a bad luck. Ah, do you have any other requests?”
Amers lowered his head, having completely lost his previous arrogance: "I listened to the Spanish instigation and offended the Chinese army. Now I regret it, and almost all my people are dead. I want to ask you not to
Kill me, and don’t kill my people again.”
"Is it possible?" Ding Yunyi smiled faintly: "I have given an order to my subordinates. I want your tribe to be completely exterminated. Do you think I will let you go?"
"Ding Yunyi, you are a devil!" Amos, who had completely lost hope, cursed loudly.
"Yes, I am a devil." Ding Yunyi was not angry. He just pointed at Sangbani: "What a beautiful place. I think it is a good choice to choose this place to be your burial place."
Sambani - the place of burial!
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