Finally, Yang Changfan raised his handgun and sent out a red smoke cannon into the sky. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is the meaning of the whole army, this is the order that this army has been waiting for for a long, long time.

In order to protect the war, three hundred bright horses also crossed the sea to this place.

The banner of the Huiwang Mansion was held high, 300 lancers galloped first, and 30,000 infantry were pressed in an all-round way!

There is no doubt that the city is finished.

The Spanish defenders did not hesitate to abandon their forward positions and retreat into the city for street fighting, too, all fortifications would be overwhelmed by such intensive bombardment.

It is also a thorny consequence, as street fighting that refuses to surrender or flee is often a precursor to a battle to the death, with black guns and ambushes in the cracks of urban buildings irritating attacking soldiers and making them lose their sense of distinction between civilians and the military.

Yang Changfan rode on horseback, watching the army led by himself enter the city, his body began to tremble slightly, not a woman's benevolence, although he has experienced countless battles and battles, but whether it is burning Hangzhou or shelling the Portuguese fleet, it is a war between the army and the army, trying to avoid civilians suffering, and the war is carried out in an orderly and controllable situation.

At this time, seeing more than 30,000 elite soldiers entering the city, everything was suddenly out of control, and to a certain extent, Yang Changfan finally became the executioner.

Beside him, Xu Wen Changyi held Yang Changfan's arm: "Changfan, you said that if they don't suffer today, we will suffer in the future." ”

"Yes." Yang Changfan breathed a sigh of relief.

"The more times like this, the more the commander can't lose his prestige, if you escape, how can you lead the army?"

"The lesson is." Yang Changfan silently clenched the reins of the horse.

"Let's go into the city, there's nothing to be afraid of, there's nothing outside the heart, there's nothing outside the heart, there's nothing outside the heart. Thinking about the time when the ancestor led the army to fight, it should also be like this. Xu Wen said a long word, and took the lead in setting up the reins.

The Chinese army guards surrounded this, and Yang Changfan and Xu Wenchang entered the city with the army.

To his surprise, Chilpancingo was not the bloody hell he had imagined.

The sergeant of the Huiwangfu carpet cleared the western army and the mercenaries, and indeed kicked the door into the houses of the residents, and if there were no soldiers after the search, they would only silently go out of the house to continue the search, and the residents who occasionally ran around on the street saw the army immediately prostrate and knelt on the ground, and the sergeant of the Huiwangfu only turned a blind eye, and even bent down to appease it.

Gunfire and screaming were only occasional, and local women were even specially protected from the rioters during the fighting.

Yang Changfan was dumbfounded, in his eyes, such a war should be full of hatred and depression, but the army under his command slapped himself loudly, and when he did not order a ban on the robbery of the city, it was orderly.

Xu Wenchang also breathed a sigh of relief, and asked sideways: "Now, will you still look down on Confucius?" ”

Yang Changfan was stunned.

The so-called state of etiquette, he once thought it was arrogant and cowardly, but now, it is not true, the descendants of Yan and Huang, the descendants of Confucius and Mencius, in the face of the blood feud of the Japanese Tartars, should retain a minimum of self-esteem and restraint.

This is the difference, the difference between the Chinese nation and the Japanese people, with the Spaniards, and from those slave traders, at least in this dynasty, dignity still exists.

The worries and doubts in Yang Changfan's heart gradually became a kind of firmness.

Keep these.

Maybe it's the enslaved rule of the alien race, maybe it's the opium bombing of the country by the foreign powers, maybe it's the crazy massacre of the Japanese army, maybe it's something else, so that we almost lose this self-esteem under the long-term oppression and enslavement.

But the sergeants who had not experienced those in front of him successfully taught Yang Changfan a lesson - what is a strong nation.

"Shipmaster!" A young general led a team to bring more than a dozen prisoners, "This is a Westerner who didn't have time to escape in the yamen." ”

The faces of the dozen or so captives were full of despair and horror, and they clearly did not believe what was happening before them compared to the previous captives of Canelias.

Yang Changfan didn't have time to ask the prisoners, so he only sighed: "I thought that in such a situation, the capture of the city would be bloody and bloody, and the soldiers could be orderly and have no ...... against the people."

"Huh!" The young general laughed, "After all, we are the ship's master's soldiers!" ”

Several sergeants next to him responded at the same time.

"Yes, Shipmaster! We are not Japanese Tartars! ”

"There is no grievance or enmity with the people here, so why bother to kill innocents indiscriminately?"

"My father and mother were killed by the rebels, and I know that I don't have the taste of my father......"

Xu Wenchang sighed beside him: "General, the soul of the army." The owner of the ship does not need to be too amazed, perhaps it is the lesson of a ship owner for many years that my army can be like this! ”

The surrounding armies shouted in response.

Yang Changfan was overjoyed and issued an order: "Pass my order, those who descend will not be killed, the people will not be committed, occupy the government, and raise the king's flag!" ”

A few moments later, the battle was over, and the Savvy Speakers went from house to house to appease them, seeking water and meat. For the rest of his life, the people prayed and worshipped to thank the gods for their favors.

In this battle, 129 Western troops and 77 mercenaries were killed, and a total of 246 people were captured, including nearly 230 soldiers and the rest were administrative personnel. The local church survived, and under duress, recognized the status of the Hui Palace, and called for obedience to the rule.

Of course, the sergeants of the Huiwangfu were also fired a lot of hidden guns, losing 23 soldiers and nearly 100 wounded.

The dead are buried and the injured are recuperated locally.

This time, Yang Changfan boldly let the sergeants stay in the residents' homes, and the Huiwang Mansion allocated the local silver dollars found in the administrative mansion and the Westerners' mansions as food and lodging expenses.

During the conversation, Yang Changfan learned that Mexicans are roughly divided into three classes.

The first class was naturally purebred whites, including Spaniards, Portuguese, and occasional European merchants.

The second class is of mixed Indo-European descent, which occupies the majority. The indigenous people, almost collectively known as Indians, are probably descendants of the Aztecs and even the Mayans, who are similar in appearance to the Indians, but with some East Asian features, it is not difficult to distinguish. After decades of enslavement, a generation of mixed Indo-European blood, that is, the mixed blood of Indians and Spaniards, this kind of people have both the fierceness of Europeans and the smoothness of natives, it is really impossible to tell who they are, probably Latin Americans.

The third class is the purebred aborigines, with the occasional sight of escaped black slaves, and mixed blood among them.

Under Yang Changfan's observation, it is difficult to use a scientific and clear subdivision method to count these races, because the local Indians alone are divided into many species, and there are some entanglements between them. (To be continued.) )