Chapter 957 The Spanish Defeat
In the Spanish camp, Count Sofitel had already figured out the reality of the mountain city and went to bed with peace of mind.
Although three or four hundred people died of the attack during the day, they were all natives and black slaves. The Count did not feel sorry for him, but was a little excited.
Because he was probably sure that there were no such explosive weapons in the mountain city, and judging from the sparse gunfire, there was not much gunpowder.
Without gunpowder, the Chinese swords are difficult to pose a threat to elite Spanish soldiers.
Earl Sofitel is sure that in just two days, he can conquer the mountain city, wash away the shame, and make the Chinese inside look good.
Therefore, he ordered the soldiers in the camp to rest well and accumulate strength, and to capture the mountain city tomorrow.
At night, in the Spanish camp, except for a few soldiers who were whistling around the fire, most of them were already snoring, and the sailors were also asleep on the ten large ships moored in the bay.
At this time, no one expected that a fleet of twenty sea ships would quietly enter the bay.
Departing from the Ming Dynasty and after more than four months of sailing, Li Chengdong and others finally arrived at the west coast of East China.
In fact, during the day, the fleet could reach the bay, but the sound of gunfire from the Spanish attack prevented the fleet from coming rashly.
After finding out the situation in the bay, Li Chengdong led the fleet and quietly entered the bay and decided to launch a night attack.
At this time, the elite Ming soldiers were riding in a small boat and quietly approached the Spanish ships moored on the sea, threw their hook ropes, climbed directly onto the ship, controlling the two Spanish warships and eight troop transport ships.
Because I didn't expect that enemies would come from the sea, there were not many Spaniards on the ship, and most of the soldiers and sailors went to the beach.
After all, the boat was shaking and sleeping was far less comfortable than the shore.
At this time, the boat approached the warship, with the flying hook hanging on the side of the ship. The Ming soldiers stepped on the hull with their hands and feet and climbed up quickly.
The soldiers in the lead poked their heads out and looked left and right. The deck was very quiet. Several sluts were sleeping against the side of the boat, and there was a vague sound from the cabin.
The Ming soldiers gently flipped over the side of the ship, squatted on the side of the ship, slowly pulled out the short knife, and several people jumped onto the deck behind them.
At this time, the officer in charge signaled, and the soldiers hugged and touched several snoring Zahu. One or two soldiers watched one snoring Zahu and waited for the order to take action.
The officer looked at the right and left and right, and then waved his hand. The Ming soldiers took action at the same time, pressing Zahu's body, jamming the other party's neck, and aiming the short knife in his hand at their hearts and stabbing them violently.
Zahu was awakened by the pain and was not dead for a while. He wanted to struggle, but Ming Jun stuck his neck tightly. He looked at him in horror. The short knife quickly stabbed his chest. With just one suck, he was stabbed more than ten times, and each knife brought blood mist.
All the Mihus on the deck were killed in a moment, and the Ming soldiers moved towards the cabin and began to massacre Mihus in the cabin.
On the beach, in the Spanish camp, everyone was sleeping soundly. A gunshot suddenly came from the fleet anchored on the sea.
The camp was right next to the beach, not far from the mooring boat, and immediately woke up the Zahu who was watching in the camp.
Compared with the slackness on the ship, the camps on the shore were guarding against the raids of the mountain city defenders, so the Spaniards remained alert.
The gunshots from the boat alarmed the Spaniards in the camp, and they stood up and watched the sea.
The gunshots also alarmed the Ming army fleet on the distant sea. Li Chengdong stood on the deck and couldn't help but curse when he heard the gunshots, "My mother, I'm discovered. I'm not playing with the secret, fire the fire for me!"
On the sea, several sea ships had already opened the gun windows on the side of the sea. The black muzzle extended out the gun windows, aiming at the camps on the beach, and Spanish warships trying to escape.
"Boom boom boom!" The cannon roared, and the cannon body retreated sharply. Several feet of fire ejected from the side of the ship's side in turn, raising balls of gunpowder.
The Spaniards who were watching the sea in the camp suddenly heard a scream, and the experienced soldiers immediately started screaming.
"Bang!" The shell fell into the camp. Although it was not a flowering bullet, it had the effect of a flowering bullet.
The Spanish camp was stationed on a beach full of gravel. The Ming army's ships and guns were fired, and the shells hit the ground. The gravel splashed around, causing the Spanish and indigenous ghosts to cry and howl.
The Spanish camp was very regular. In order to prevent night attacks, many sentries were arranged, but they never expected that the Chinese would come from the sea and bombard their camp with artillery.
For a moment, the Spanish were only able to get fired. The shells fell into the camp and the sentry was killed. The Spanish soldiers who rushed out of the tent were torn to pieces by the next round of artillery.
Earl Sofitel was full of shock. He never thought that the camp would be bombarded.
At this time, he rushed out of the camp and saw a storm in the camp. A merchant ship on the sea that he wanted to escape had been smashed by shells and a raging fire ignited.
On the mountain city, Ruan Jin laughed loudly, and everyone who rushed to the wall cheered.
"Reinforcements have arrived!" Everyone couldn't believe it, and jumped up and cheered in excitement.
Seeing this, Zhang Yida asked, "General Ruan, do you want to rush down!"
Ruan Jin had already picked up a musket, skillfully loaded the bullets, took another short axe and hung it around his waist, and said in a deep voice: "We came here just to live a peaceful life, but these miscellaneous people pressed forward step by step, not only seized the gold mine, but also killed Liu Zhongcheng. Today they have to pay the price."
The old soldiers and the people in the earthen walls were scooped up, loaded the muskets and unsheathed the swords, and their movements were smooth and they were ready in a moment.
"Roar down and catch him off guard!" Ruan Jin glanced at the excited people and said viciously.
After speaking, he jumped off the earth wall with a musket. The old soldiers and the people howled, followed him and rushed down the hillside.
In the panic Spanish camp, Count Sofitel did not expect that all the trapped beasts in the mountain city rushed down the hillside and rushed towards the camp.
At this time, a team of Ming troops on the beach, who were wearing torches, also successfully landed and shouted to the camp.
The Spaniards were attacked on both sides, and under the sound of gunfire, blood spilled on the beach. The natives, black slaves and Spanish were scattered in fear like a tide.
Earl Sofitel stood in the camp and saw the army defeated, roaring repeatedly, and was unwilling to accept the fact that it was defeated.
This was definitely a rare defeat in the war history of the New Spanish colonial authorities and a shame to the empire.
As an earl, he tried hard to protect his dignity and tried his best to curb the soldiers' defeat. At this moment, a rumbling sound of hooves came. He looked back in fear and saw a cold sword slashing. Sofitel only felt that he suddenly flew up and the whole world began to roll.
Finally, Sofitel's head fell ten meters away, his eyes widened, and witnessed the Ming army wielding a sword and slashing his subordinates with an axe.
The head rolled down to Ruan Jin's feet. He stepped on the head and raised his head. Seeing the general who had slashed Sofitel not far away, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Li Chengdong!"
Li Chengdong held the horse's reins, held the Daguan knife majestic, looked at Ruan Jin, raised his eyebrows, and said in surprise, "Yeah, isn't this Xiao Ruan!"
Chapter completed!