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At noon, the warm sunlight shone through the dense foliage on the soldiers resting under the trees, making people feel a burst of warmth.

Not far from the firewood pile for barbecue food, the unsaddled military horses leisurely ate the weeds.

Perhaps overworked, one of the horsemen lay under a tree, confused, and soon fell asleep with a slight snoring.

A soldier quietly walked up to the sleeping soldier and whispered to wake him up, pointing with his right hand deep into the woods.

About 300 meters away, more than a dozen alpacas were grazing with their heads down.

A dozen alpacas dispelled the cavalry's drowsiness, beckoned to wake up the more than thirty soldiers in their platoon, and raised their guns to cautiously approach the alpacas.

They had advanced less than two hundred meters when the grazing alpacas spotted them, and a dozen of them, led by a large alpaca in the lead, turned around and ran deeper into the woods.

The cavalry platoon commander stopped the soldiers who were about to shoot and first pursued in the direction of the alpaca's escape, and the rest of the soldiers followed the platoon commander closely.

Alpacas don't move as fast as wild antelopes, and after running a kilometer, the cavalry platoon commander is about to catch up with them.

At this moment, the cavalry platoon commander who was running in front found an Indian with a bow and arrow under the tree opposite.

The cavalry platoon commander, who had experienced the test of war, felt the breath of danger, reacted instinctively, threw himself forward, and lay on the ground.

And at this moment a bow and arrow were firmly shot at the tree behind the cavalry platoon commander.

"There are enemies." Dodging an arrow from the woods, the cavalry platoon leader shouted a warning to the soldiers behind.

There was more than one Indian in ambush in the woods, and after the first arrow was fired, a dozen more bows and arrows were fired at the soldiers behind.

Warned by the cavalry platoon commander, most of the soldiers hid behind the big trees beside them in time, and only two soldiers who were slow to react were wounded by bows and arrows.

Judging from the density of bows and arrows, the cavalry platoon commander judged that the number of Indians in ambush was probably only a dozen.

So he made a gesture to the soldiers behind him, and then more than twenty soldiers spread out on both sides, leaving seven or eight soldiers in the middle to shoot to attract the attention of the other party, and he cautiously approached the other party.

Seven or eight muskets fired at the same time, suppressing the attack of the Indians, who hid behind the woods and did not dare to attack the Chinese soldiers.

The Indians in the woods sensed that the situation was not good, and immediately left behind the big tree where they were hiding, and ran towards the mountain behind the woods, and the Indians, who had left the cover of the big tree, showed their backs.

The cavalry platoon commander aimed at the nearest Indian, and when he was about to shoot with one shot, he remembered the command of the cavalry brigade commander, so he lowered the muzzle of the gun slightly downward, and shot the Indian in the thigh.

"Shoot carefully, try to catch it alive," the cavalry platoon commander said loudly to the pursuing soldiers after firing.

Because of the orders of the cavalry platoon commander, more than thirty soldiers were much more cautious when firing, and as a result, the Indians ran halfway.

Four Indians were shot and wounded by Chinese soldiers, and five others were surrounded.

The encircled Indians wore tight tunics, knee-length trousers, and a cloak made of wool (the cloak was a cloak that resembled a cloak). He wore a coarse cloth belt around his waist, held a bow and arrow in his hand, and aimed vigilantly at the Chinese soldiers.

"Why did you attack us?" The cavalry platoon commander asked loudly.

But the Indians clearly did not understand what he was saying.

Just staring at the Chinese soldiers with hatred.

Seeing that they could not understand their words, the cavalry platoon commander did not say anything more, and ordered the Chinese soldiers to raise their guns and prepare to shoot, forcing them to surrender.

The Indians, who had been ruled by the Spaniards for more than 300 years, saw the fierce expression of the cavalry platoon commander and the soldiers who were raising their guns on all sides and ready to shoot, and knew that if they did not surrender, they would definitely be doomed, so they put down their bows and arrows and let the Chinese soldiers tie themselves up in despair.

After settling the battle, the Chinese soldiers did not forget to carry back the two alpacas that had been shot and wounded in the battle.

The sound of gunfire between Chinese soldiers and Indians woke up Li Mingyuan, who had just been lying down.

Li Mingyuan got up from the tent and ran outside to ask the guards, "Where is the gunshot?" ”

"Report to the world, it's the north."

To the north is the camp of the cavalry brigade, could it be that the cavalry brigade has been attacked? A question flashed in Li Mingyuan's heart.

However, the Chinese Independence Army has always been very vigilant, and it is impossible for the enemy to quietly enter the Chinese Independence Army camp, and the gunfire is sparse, and it does not look like it is attacked by a large group of enemy troops. Could it be that the soldier accidentally fired the gun by mistake?

Li Mingyuan thought of many possibilities in his mind in an instant.

"All the troops are on alert, go find out what is going on!"

"Yes," the guards quickly rode towards the cavalry brigade camp.

News from the cavalry brigade soon came, and when he learned that nine Indians had been captured, Li Mingyuan called Zhao Youde, who had lived in South America all his life, and asked him to talk to these captured Indians and find out the reason for their attack on the Chinese army.

"Shizi, they are Aymara people in Bolivia, and they said that our soldiers snatched their alpacas first, and they fought back."

After talking with several Indians, Zhao Youde reported to Li Mingyuan.

"So, they raised those alpacas?"

"Yes, son, the Aymara used to be a nomadic people in the Andean steppe, and they used to drive alpacas and flocks of sheep to graze in the Peruvian and Bolivian highlands, and some of the alpacas in our army were obtained by trading with the Aymara in Peru."

Bolivia is an unfamiliar region for both Li Mingyuan and the Chinese Independence Army.

In southern Peru, because Chinese laborers have lived there for several years or even more than ten years, they can quickly occupy various areas with their knowledge of the local area.

This is not the case in Bolivia, which has the highest percentage of Indians in South America, with indigenous Indians making up half of the country's population.

And unlike the Peruvian Indians who created the Inca civilization, there are many indigenous Indians in Bolivia, with more than 40 ethnic groups large and small.

These peoples, who were less civilized and, even though they constituted the majority of the country's population, still suffered oppressive rule after independence from the descendants of European immigrants and the mestizo people,

It wasn't until the late twentieth century, after Bolivia's reforms, that the Indians were given a piece of land of their own.

From a certain point of view, Li Mingyuan is sympathetic to the Indians in Bolivia, they are simple and gentle, and have the same industrious characteristics as the Chinese, of course, the industrious and non-aggressive characteristics have also led to the bumpy fate of the entire Bolivian country.

In the previous life, Bolivia first lost the outlet to the Pacific Ocean in the Guano War, and then Paraguay won a large area of land in the Chaco War.

Li Mingyuan didn't want to bully these Indians who didn't have much oil and water, so he ordered Lang Zhong in the army to treat their wounds and then let them go back.