Late Ming Dynasty: Conquering the world starting from riding and cutting

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"Aim and shoot!" Following Amorim's order, only the "bang bang bang" firing sounds of flintlock guns were heard one after another.

Several Shanfan natives who had just jumped out of the dense bush were hit by concentrated fire from lead bullets. They screamed and fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

"The first row retreats, the second row moves forward, and the third row prepares." Amorim ordered the soldiers around him to take defensive measures in an orderly manner.

After more than ten minutes, Amorim felt relieved when no other indigenous people were found hiding in the bushes.

He did not expect that even if he chose to march at night, he would encounter these indigenous soldiers, and these indigenous soldiers were more adapted to the dark environment than they were.

Today is already the third day. The fresh water in San Salvador City has been exhausted. They are waiting for them to bring water back tonight. Time does not allow them to delay it any longer.

Amorim ordered the soldiers to send the injured natives on the road, and then they were about to continue driving. Now they were still a long way from the nearest water point. As they were setting off, he heard the soldiers below whispering: These dead people The indigenous people are a bit strange.

Looking at the corpses, it was as they said. They were different from the aborigines they had encountered before. These people all had short hair and short statures. Their weapons were all made of fine steel. Except for the clothes they wore, they were the same as the aborigines. There were no similar ones, and Amorim even suspected that these people were not natives of the big island at all.

All this seems to reveal some kind of conspiracy!

The flickering lights and shadows in the dense forest made Amorim tremble all the way. Unfortunately, he never encountered any other indigenous soldiers along the way. By midnight, he finally arrived near the nearest river.

The moonlight is quite bright tonight, and the river in front is sparkling. The white breath coming out of the soldiers' mouths is clearly reflected in the bright moonlight.

If we were not in the middle of a war, we would be drinking wine from local vineyards and smoking cigars made from local tobacco next to the river in summer, with the cool evening breeze blowing and the bright moonlight. , how wonderful that life would be.

For a moment, the beautiful scenery made Amorim relax his guard, and he was immersed in wonderful fantasy. He did not realize that an unknown danger was quietly approaching, and the number of black shadows in the jungle was increasing.

"Bang! Bang!" Several gunshots were heard in the jungle, breaking the supposed silence of the night and causing several Spanish soldiers to fall to the ground in pain.

"There are enemies, be alert!" Amorim roared and asked the soldiers around him to form formations, but he was extremely panicked inside.

The special sound made by flint hitting the fire curtain in the jungle was heard by Amorim very clearly. It was clearly the sound of a flintlock gun.

How could these damn indigenous people have such advanced weapons!

Before he had time to think about it, several more gunshots rang out, and then he saw indigenous soldiers pouring out of the forest. They charged towards them with bright machetes. The machetes shone coldly in the moonlight, making Amorim His heart was suddenly filled with frost.

Reluctantly, he took out the gun from his waist, aimed at the oncoming indigenous soldier, and fired a shot. With a "bang", the native fell to the ground, but the natives near him seemed to be inspired by the sound of the gunshot. He rushed towards the Spanish soldiers even more crazily.

Fortunately, this is the era of gun volleys, and the disorderly attacks of these natives greatly increase their chances of hitting. After a few rounds, at least thirty indigenous soldiers died under their muskets.

But unfortunately, the momentum of these indigenous soldiers has not diminished at all, and they are still rushing towards them desperately. When they came out, he did not expect that these indigenous soldiers would mobilize in full force, and their bravery was completely different from the indigenous people they had encountered before. .

"Hold on, don't panic!" Amorim kept cheering up the soldiers around him, but he knew that just twenty of them wouldn't be able to resist for long.

He was now a little annoyed as to why he didn't bring more gunpowder and lead bullets when he set out, otherwise he wouldn't have been so passive.

Facing the menacing natives, Amorim ordered the soldiers to fight and retreat, and not to be reluctant to fight. When they came out, they did not carry swords and guns, and they had no ability to fight in close combat.

In this way, both sides retreated and advanced at the same time. The night was filled with white smoke after the fire gun was fired, like a fairy spirit, which looked particularly mysterious in the night.

"Sir, we can't retreat any longer! The water is coming!"

After hearing the soldier's reminder, Amorim realized that they had retreated to the river. The water had already reached their knees, and the mud at the bottom of the river was clearly felt under their feet.

He looked at the surging river behind him and knew that he had only two choices at the moment: fight to the death on the spot, or cross the river and wait for the change. And a decision must be made as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late for the indigenous soldiers to rush up.

He was cruel, gritted his teeth, and shouted: "Throw away all your equipment except weapons and cross the river with me!"

After saying that, he threw away all the accessories hanging on his body. He only put the knight's sword on his waist and started to cross the river. He strode into the river and felt nothing at first. When the river water covered his chest, he began to shiver unconsciously. .

This river water is so damn cold!

The soldiers also began to cross the river, throwing away the iron buckets filled with water and taking only the muskets and ammunition bags, then raised them high above their heads, dodging the lead bullets fired by the natives on the shore as they swam.

When he swam to the other side, Amorim felt like crying. There were only 20 people in the team just now, but now there were only 12 people left. Many people were hit by the flintlock guns of the indigenous soldiers when they crossed the river. , fell into the cold river water forever.

Seeing the coldness and despair on the faces of the soldiers around him, Amorim breathed a long sigh of relief, cheered up and encouraged: "Get into formation and load up! Let these damn natives have a taste of the power of the imperial soldiers."

He is the commander of the team, and as long as he doesn't fall, he can't show any cowardice.

When the moon passes above the head, it is the time when the cold is gradually building up in the day, and it is easy to feel sad when marching at this time.

So Qin Hao asked the troops to stop in a secret place to rest and eat again. They had been walking for so many days, and tonight was no different.

Moreover, after being fully armed and marching for a whole day today, the cavalry and cutting soldiers were inevitably tired. If you encounter any danger and it is difficult to deal with it for a while, and you are unable to launch a counterattack, it is better to camp here and set off at a good time tomorrow morning. This is safer.

It was still a bit cold on Taiwan Island at night, so Qin Hao arranged for men to stand guard, and then he and his soldiers took down tents and sleeping bags from the baggage trucks and prepared to set up camp and rest. The cavalrymen skillfully placed their armor and weapons within easy reach of the tent, and then they crowded together and slept peacefully.

A night of silence.

In the early morning of the next day, before the sun crossed the horizon, Qin Hao was woken up by the Nord guards, which was what he had arranged yesterday.

Then the Nord guards also walked into each tent, pushing and shouting, calling everyone one by one.

After a night's rest, the soldiers, who were in much better spirits, quietly ate grilled salted fish and dry food in the iron cauldron to replenish energy for their bodies.

Except for the slight sound of chewing, the whole world was empty. Qin Hao liked this quiet environment very much.

After everyone had finished eating, the cavalry and cutting soldiers consciously put their armor back on the baggage cart, began to clean up the camp, and buried the pile of firewood for cooking on the spot, trying not to leave any traces. This is a very important thing when marching in the wild. The important point is that few armies can do this.

After packing up everything, they started to continue on the road. Wang Jiu told Qin Hao with great interest: You can see the coastline at the northern end this afternoon.

Since we are so close, why not speed up and arrive before noon? Then we can have lunch with the sea breeze. Wouldn't it be pleasant? So Qin Hao asked the team to speed up.

As soon as the marching speed picked up, I saw birds circling over the forest not far away, refusing to fall down.

"There's a situation!" Qin Hao reacted quickly, and he felt his heartbeat suddenly speed up, and there was a faint sense of excitement in his mind. He quickly urged the soldiers around him: "Put down the supplies, pick up the weapons, and prepare to fight. !”

As soon as the soldiers received the order, they quickly rushed to the baggage train, skillfully put on their own armor, picked up their weapons, and naturally began to line up. Even Wang Jiu on the side was affected by this solemn scene. He clenched the spear in his hand, led the hunting dog, and was ready to go.

"Let's go!" Qin Hao gave the order, and the team began to move forward quickly.

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