In the wilderness, the cavalry was chasing, and the Spanish cavalry was also defeated, in front of the group of Yulin cavalry in iron armor, they were defeated in one fell swoop, and there was the neighing of war horses everywhere, and a group of Spanish cavalry fled frantically, they all had ghostly expressions on their faces, as if they didn't understand, how could there be such a strong cavalry on the blue star?

A group of Ming army Yulin cavalry began to attack frantically, the Spanish army began to fight back with fire guns and spears, but the Yulin cavalry did not have anything to do with them, at this time the strength of the Spanish phalanx was reflected, Xiaochuan on the high platform looked at the lost cavalry general, patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's not your fault!" "The crowd is different, and this phalanx can withstand its own cavalry. This was enough to make the Spaniards on the other side tremble. "You've defeated their cavalry! Without cavalry, the infantry can only run all the way back! ”

The cavalry was also defeated! The young governor hung his head and retreated with his men, and he realized how terrifying the men from the East were, their sharp firearms that made him wonder what he was holding in his hands. Burning sticks, for the first time, he questioned the Spanish firearm in his hand, and said, "Is it possible, they will really attack the enemy with meteors or witchcraft" The power of the rocket just now left a too deep impression on him, and the rain of fire in the sky was so dense that it made people feel fear.

"Lord Governor, we should retreat, this group of Orientals is too strong," said the old general on the side, the repulsion of the opposing cavalry did not give them confidence, they understood that their own cavalry to charge the opponent's chariot formation, the defeat must be even worse.

The young governor looked at the Spanish phalanx behind him, and then retreated and fled in the direction of the triumphal city, the war had been lost, and he came again to this city that symbolized victory, only to see that the city had been hung with the banner of the sun and the moon, and a group of Abercian Indians and the Ming army were standing at the head of the city, and they laughed.

There was a human head hanging on the head of the city, all of them were generals defending the city, his face changed, and he said, "What! The city is lost, lost" He looked at the soldiers behind him, his heart was extremely sad and indignant, and the Spaniards showed desperate expressions.

The Ming army at the head of the city laughed, as if laughing at his incompetence, and the veteran on the side had a strange face, he looked at the head of the city and indeed saw a group of guys wearing Spanish military uniforms, with the group of Orientals!

At this moment, several of the veterans had already figured out what was going on, and said, "Lord Governor, understand, we not only lost in weapons, but also in our hearts, and more importantly, in preparation, the other party even plotted against our Spanish soldiers!" A few people said, but they were unprepared for this group of Orientals, that kind of powerlessness, helplessness. The gap between the decision-making level is so obvious, the other party is shrewd and invulnerable, and his own master is indeed as stupid as a wild boar.

The Ming army at the head of the city began to shout, of course, it was a few of the Spaniards recruited from the first-class battleship, it was a dozen of them who opened the city gate, and this group of Spaniards defending the city could not have imagined that the Orientals actually had Spanish subordinates, they couldn't understand.

"Surrender, Spanish soldiers, you should not put up fearless resistance! Do you want to be a lonely ghost in this new world" The Spanish sailors above began to say, and the Spanish soldiers below looked depressed, they had lost Triumph City, there was no food, it was impossible to go south, to the base in South America, they would starve to death halfway, not to mention that there were Ming troops chasing behind them.

"Spanish warriors, don't lay down your arms, we will fight this damned group of Oriental natives to the end," the young governor was of course unwilling to surrender, this battle was tantamount to beating him on the pillar of shame in Spanish history, and he did not have the face to continue to return to Spain, so he simply let the whole army be buried with him.

"You're crazy, do you want everyone to be buried with you" said the old general on the side, this governor has disobeyed his orders countless times, his thoughts, and wants to take everyone to the funeral together, if it weren't for his stupidity before, the artillery is still there, there is still hope for the battle, and after going back, he will come back and be ignored There is no possibility of victory, and so surrender? It's nothing.

"I am the commander of the army, you must obey my orders unconditionally," the governor snorted coldly, using military authority and national law to suppress this group of guys. The crowd was gritting their teeth.

———— a dull sound of fire, a bullet hit the governor's head accurately, his head burst like a watermelon, infrared objects splashed everywhere, a musketeer at the head of the city put down the gavel in his hand, his rifled gun accurately killed the governor below, the Spaniard said to his compatriots under the city wall, "Now, he is not your commander, he has become Spanish minced meat, start your choice again,"

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Of course, what the Spaniards didn't know was that the route they traveled to and from had been studied countless times by the Ming army, just the coordinates of the battle, and the trajectory of the rocket were thoroughly studied, and when they stepped on the battlefield, everything developed according to the script, and let the war develop according to the script is the meaning of the existence of this group of praise paintings, and at the same time, Xiaochuan has no meaning, everything has become a machine.

Sitting on the main seat, the old Spanish man below trembled and signed the treaty in front of him, Spain gave up all the rubber groves in South America, and handed over all the rubber output to the Shandong General Soldier of the Ming Dynasty unconditionally, he didn't know what these words meant, but he understood that soon the difficult words of the Shandong General Soldier would spread all over Spain and even Europe, and he would also become the laughing stock of the country, and he began to regret that it was better to die with the idiot governor, and it was easier than signing this kind of treaty.

"It's just some rubber! Don't be so stingy," Xu Wenjue on the side laughed loudly and began his heart-attacking tactics, and the old general said, "We Spain still have a fleet in South America, a fleet, don't you want to safely transport supplies in the Pacific?" Can you reap the benefits of Spanish friendship? "He began to threaten.

"No interest! We prefer to use that kind of rocket to turn the enemy ships we see into ashes," Xu Wenjue said with a smile, his face full of confidence, "Meteor Shower, the Portuguese call it that, do you also call that kind of weapon?" “

"Sir?" The old man wiped the sweat from his head and signed his name on the document with a trembling voice, he gritted his teeth and signed his full name, for the first time he felt how laborious it was to write his name.

A group of generals stood around indifferently, and Xu Wenjue said, "Isn't it too cheap for them?" Rubber? ”

"You don't know what this thing represents," Ogawa laughed, rubber alone made shoes enough for him to make a fortune.