New World, City of God Beach, early morning on April 23, 1689 AD.

Outside the City of God, there was a busy scene of troops landing at this time. A fleet of more than 20 large sailing ships was flooding the water to transport army supplies. The commercial port full of dead people and the adjacent docks were all occupied by the Spanish.

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A group of naked Spanish hemps were carrying corpses and burning them, cleaning up the half-built commercial port. The smoke was billowing from the burning, and the stench was blown everywhere by the sea breeze.

The remaining Spaniards were divided into three waves, one of which was busy flooding the water to transport supplies.

One wave formed a small team, left the Spanish landing site, and searched around.

Another group of people set up camp outside the commercial port... Their deputy king, Count St. Chris, had never had smallpox, so he had to stay away from the commercial port. Although the count believed in God, he did not intend to see God immediately. His old man

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This God is for worshiping, not for seeing!

The Earl's camp was located on the edge of the beach. Early in the morning, he was sitting outside his tent, drinking coffee and looking at the pleasant sea view while listening to his adjutant Garcia and Father Torres and others.

Several adjutants and officers were reporting something.

"Count, we have translated the documents seized at the Commercial Port Government Office. Some of the documents mentioned that an unknown epidemic occurred in Xin Chaoge and a large number of deaths... The death toll has reached the total population of Xin Chaoge.

More than 60%!”

"Count, there is another document saying that Shangdu has sent wizards, doctors and troops to Xin Chaoge for disaster relief. It also said that people will come to Hai grassland, which is the City of God, soon... and let Hai

The governor of the grassland works hard to treat the sick, especially protecting the elderly and children. What a bunch of ignorant barbarians!"

"Count, our reconnaissance team also found some corpses and abandoned military camps on the road leading to the Flood River Valley in the north... It seems that the army sent to rescue by Xin Chaoge also broke out with the disease. Since then,

Analysis of the degree of decomposition of the corpses shows that this army just left the City of God area a few days ago."

"Count, we also found several abandoned Indian villages, which are also full of dead bodies!"

"By the way, some of the dead bodies found by our reconnaissance team on the road and in the military camps were Indians, and some were dressed in the clothes of Shang civilians. It seems that the Shang army is trying to transport smallpox patients...

..so ignorant!”

Hearing this, Count St. Chris frowned slightly: "They are still transporting patients, which shows that their army has not collapsed due to this plague... This is much better than the Aztecs!"

When Garcia heard what the count said, he immediately understood, so he took over and said: "Count, they also have advanced artillery and muskets, and probably a small amount of sugar-powder weapons. If their army can still encounter

After the smallpox attack and the loss of more than 50% of the personnel in a short period of time, they still insisted on executing the order, which indeed requires vigilance. I suggest that troops be sent out immediately to launch a pursuit. They must not be allowed to return to New Chaoge City, otherwise the defense of New Chaoge City will be

Strength will be greatly increased.”

"Can we still catch up?" asked Count St. Chris.

"We can definitely catch up!" Garcia said, "They are also bringing a large number of patients, and many of them are sick themselves, so their marching speed must be very slow. And they may not know that we are coming. They gave up here on their own initiative.

When we landed, there was no one here. And even if we can't catch up, we won't lose anything."

Count St. Chris laughed, stood up and patted Garcia on the shoulder: "Alfonso, you are right, we cannot let this barbaric and cruel Shang army return to Xinchaoge City. Otherwise, we will be in trouble."

It may not be possible to capture this ancient castle quickly!" He then said to the adjutants and officers around him, "I will give you twenty-four hours to prepare. Tomorrow morning, I will lead 7,000 invincible Spanish officers and soldiers to fight for the emperor.

Your Majesty and the glory of the Spanish Empire, go pursue and annihilate those Shang barbarians who have been abandoned by God and are destined to go to hell!

In addition, tell the Spanish warriors that those barbarians are not believers in God and therefore do not have souls, so there is no need to treat them as human beings... I order that all ministries must collect all males among the Shang barbarians they encounter.

Kill no one, and never accept the surrender of these barbarians!"

The officers and adjutants below did not have the slightest doubt about this order, which sounded very inhumane. They all stood on one foot and replied loudly: "I obey, Your Majesty the Earl!"

I have to say that the white Westerners of this era are indeed qualified to dominate the world! When they face other civilizations, especially those that they can exterminate at a relatively low cost, they adopt resolute, decisive, and ruthless measures.

The method is comparable to the law of the dark forest. In comparison, the East Asian circle, which is full of civilized barbarians, and the Ottoman Empire, which only wants to collect more poll taxes and recruit slave guards, are really far apart.

And Shang Fang, a "mysterious power" that suddenly appeared almost overnight, made all Western colonial powers, including Spain, Portugal, England, and France, feel a dangerous atmosphere... This should be

A dangerous opponent they can eliminate now, but when?

Since the Shang Fang Kingdom must be exterminated, there is nothing to say. I have to kill you while you are sick!

Under the strict orders of the Count of St. Cris, seven thousand elite New Spanish mercenaries completed all preparations for the expedition in less than twenty-four hours. In the early morning of April 24, just before the Count of St. Cris,

Under his leadership, we embarked on the journey together.

After leaving five hundred men to guard the camp of the City of God, a marching team composed of large groups of infantry, cavalry, horse-drawn three-pound artillery and heavy baggage vehicles formed a mighty marching formation.

Along the road that passed between the mountains and dense forests, we marched rapidly northward.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Although the "Shangfang people" also have the characteristics of infrastructure madmen, and they also have "sugar medicine", a sharp tool for digging mountains, building roads and quarrying rocks, they are controlled by others.

There are too few ports and the time to reach the New World is too short. Therefore, except for Xinchaoge and its surrounding areas, the infrastructure in other places is almost as if it does not exist.

Therefore, it is simply impossible to find a road between the place called "Sea Grassland" by Shang Fang Kingdom and Chaoge City that can allow the army to march in a wide array. Especially between the "Sea Grassland" and

In the north, in the hilly areas south of the Flood River Valley, don't even think about a wide formation. It would be pretty good if you can find a winding mountain forest path that allows troops to pass in three or four columns.

——That is still the path opened by the "Mongols of the Shang Dynasty" with ax after axe!

This road is fine for animals with legs, but it is not so easy for animals with "long wheels", and they have to be pushed by horse-drawn people.

However, although this road is not easy to walk, from time to time there will be scenes on the roadside that boost the popularity of the Spaniards - dead bodies wearing various colored cross-collar cloths lying there!

Although looking at the appearance of these corpses, almost all of them were Indians who died of smallpox. But everyone believed that the army composed of Shang people must have suffered heavy losses. Most of them were still marching with the corpses of dead officers and soldiers. This would

causing more infections.

So as long as we can catch up with them, we will definitely win!

Thinking of the upcoming victory, everyone's footsteps became brisk. The army of more than 7,000 people marched quickly on the rugged mountain road... It was not until the afternoon of the second day after the Spaniards launched their pursuit that

The path was blocked by hundreds of felled trees.

"What's going on? Why don't you move forward? Who's going to look ahead?"

Seeing that the team suddenly stopped moving, Count Santa Cruz shouted loudly.

"Count! The exit of the valley has been blocked with felled trees!"

What? Blocked? There can't be an ambush, right?

Jiubei Liangjiang immediately became nervous. He looked around and found that he was in a long and narrow valley. The slopes on both sides were full of towering ancient trees, which were very dense. This place was very suitable for an ambush!

Thinking of this, he immediately ordered: "Alert! All companies are on alert...send musketeers to occupy the high ground on both sides!"

As soon as his voice fell, there was a rush of horse hooves ahead, and at the same time, Adjutant Garcia's call came: "Get out of the way, get out of the way quickly... Earl, there is a situation ahead!"

Garcia, who was previously sent by the count to lead the team to clear the way, was now shouting and advancing, and soon arrived in front of Count Chris.

"Alfonso, what's going on? What happened?"

Count St. Chris was already very nervous.

"Count, someone is cursing His Majesty the Emperor!" Garcia said angrily.

"What? Curse His Majesty the Emperor?" Count St. Chris was stunned, "Alfonso, what on earth are you talking about?"

"Count, you will find out if you come with me and take a look!" As he spoke, Alfonso Garcia turned the horse's head and ran forward again.

It was a matter of concern for His Majesty the Emperor, and the Earl of St. Chris did not dare to neglect it. He had to call his guards and adjutants to follow Garcia and go forward. After turning two corners on the winding mountain road, the Earl

Garcia led him to a large pile of felled trees on the mountain road. Oh, not all the trees fell on the road. There was also a tree with its bark peeled off, revealing a white wood embryo, standing among the pile of fallen trees.

Among the lying trees, there are Latin letters on the white wood embryos!

The Earl of St. Chris had poor eyesight and could not see clearly what the Latin text on it was. So he asked the lieutenants around him: "My boys, can you see clearly what is written on the tree trunk?"

"Count, it says...Emperor Leopold I of Spain will die here! God, he cursed His Majesty the Emperor! It's really unforgivable!"

"Yes, this is an unforgivable crime!"

"These savages deserve to be exterminated!"

"Earl, please let me chop down that big tree for you!"

"Okay, go and chop down this tree that cursed His Majesty the Emperor!"

Earl St. Chris still didn't know enough about defeating the battle. He didn't know how Pang Juan lost the battle in the Battle of Maling, so he immediately had people cut down the tree. In fact, the tree didn't need to be cut down at all, because it was a

It will fall down if pushed - this unlucky tree has been cut down once, and now it is just stuck in the soil, and is supported by other fallen trees on the side to prevent it from falling. But as long as someone pushes hard, it will fall down.

This tree has to fall down.

And as soon as the tree fell, there was a "boom"!

"Boom boom boom..."

Three cannon blasts suddenly sounded, followed by a crackling sound like fried beans.

Count St. Chris quickly jumped off his horse, then used his war horse to protect his right side. He also grabbed a stick boy to protect his left side, and then he calmed down and looked around.

After looking around for a while, Count Santa Cruz felt relieved because he found that the white smoke that appeared with bursts of gunshots was located halfway up the mountain on both sides of the mountain road, at least 200 yards away from the Spanish soldiers on the mountain road.

.....The accuracy of the musket is very poor at this distance, and the musket that is firing is not a salvo, but a mess of the gun. The gunshots are messy and dense, almost connected together. Although it sounds a bit

It's scary, but the damage caused should be very limited.

Obviously, these merchant musketeers who set up an ambush on the mountainside did not really master the know-how of flintlock rifles, so they posed no threat.

Thinking of this, Count Santa Cruz loudly ordered: "Order each company to form a shooting formation... After forming the formation, advance up the hillside on both sides. You must maintain shooting discipline!"
To be continued...