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After more than an hour, the wet morning fog had lifted, and the smell of blood began to spread to every corner of West Point. The Pects who fled West Point had a direct lesson in the previous small-scale sneak attack, which directly taught the English immigrants and the Travelers a lesson in one dead and four wounded.

The Pecots had withdrawn, leaving only one corpse - his head shattered by He Yu's pistol. The snow-white brain was mixed with bright red blood, and one of the large rocks where it was hiding was painted extremely abstractly.

Qiao Daqiang had stopped his convulsions half an hour ago, his eyes were wide at this time, and the sharp bone arrow that pierced his neck was still stuck in his mouth.

Three Delaware Indian hired men of the construction team and an English immigrant were injured. The most seriously injured Indian fellow of Drabe had a hole in his stomach directly pierced by a bone arrow, and he was huddled by the side of the wooden house with a pale face, shivering, if nothing else, he would not survive the next day.

Dong Jiunan and the others gathered in front of Qiao Daqiang's body in a daze, and no one had the courage or thought to deal with the unfortunate companion in front of them.

"Just now it was just a handful of Pecots sneaking up on them, and in less than half a day, their number will increase to at least two hundred." Li Xiang gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand, wiped off Qiao Daqiang's blind eyes, and then hugged his little wife tightly, and said in a low tone, "The village of the Pecots is only a few kilometers away from us, and our ship will not arrive until tomorrow. ”

"The wall must be guarded!" He Yu took out the pistol magazine and checked it, inserted the holster back in, and yelled at the soldiers of the garrison around him, "Hold on until noon tomorrow, and we will withdraw to the ship!" ”

"Mr. Brest, hurry up and block all the openings in the wall with stones, and strengthen the wooden walls to the west and south!" He Yu stood up and pointed to the frightened English priest, "We still have more than 80 people, and if we work together, we can still get on the ship alive." ”

"God, these savages...... Mr. Ensign, can you guarantee that we will all be on board safely tomorrow? Brenster kept drawing a cross on his chest, and the rest of England silently checked the arquebus in his hand.

"As long as the dock is still in our possession, it's fine."

Saying that, He Yu walked in a few steps to Li Xiang, who was squatting on the ground and carefully sorting out Qiao Daqiang's corpse, and also leaned down, looking at Na Da, who was leaning on Li Xiang's back and pale, and sighed slightly: "Na Da, Delaware's brothers should also persevere, I hope you can make them burst out with enough courage." ”

Looking at her husband, then at He Yu, and finally at the twenty or so young people of the same race who were injured or sitting and resting, Na Da nodded slowly.

With the exception of a few with bows and arrows, most of the Delaware Indian hired hands were empty-handed, except for construction tools. So He Yu sent some of the twenty or so iron spears that were originally equipped for the English.

The Drava people were born hunters and warriors, and as soon as such sharp weapons arrived, they all regained their normal expressions, and began to obey He Yu's command according to Nada's translation.

Geography teacher An Shaoqing and other weak youths and Li Xiang and his wife were forced by He Yu to stay in a wooden house with the best finished project, and stuffed the only modern pistol in the entire team into Li Xiang's hand.

"What's the matter, how many buddies do you look down on?" An Shaoqing lifted his glasses and quietly looked at the young garrison officer in front of him, with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth, "Now it's all grasshoppers on a rope, but it's not the time for the flood relief people to step aside." ”

"I'm a soldier, and you're a precious talent in all of Manhattan, and although I'm usually a bit arrogant, I know what I'm going to do at this time." He Yu grinned, the expression of the former scout retired non-commissioned officer was still a little naughty at this time, "Don't worry, although those outside are recruits, they have been training for two months." ”

"Come on, don't be pushy. Ten breech flintlock pistols plus thirty arquebuses, can you withstand hundreds of Pecots? Get us some weapons! Li Xiang snorted coldly, and without waiting for the other party to answer, he turned around and grabbed Na Da's shoulder, handed the pistol to his little wife, and his tone was very gentle, "Na A, you just stay here, what if you ...... You go south along the river. ”

Nada slowly understood her husband's words, suddenly dropped the pistol, hugged the young man's waist tightly, and did not let go.

The door opened, and He Yu, who had gone and returned, brought two arquebuses and two logging axes this time, and then said solemnly to the other two geological prospectors: "You two will stick here, if we can't stand it, you will leave with Nada." ”

After speaking, he sent the arquebus to Li Xiang and An Shaoqing one by one.

The massive attack of the Pecots was earlier than He Yu had imagined, and only two hours later, about two hundred Pecot Indian warriors surrounded them from three sides.

Perhaps having tasted the sweetness of the previous bow and arrow sneak attack, the Pecots just hid at the edge of the woods, using the cover of trees and boulders to shoot arrows into West Point. Far away, coupled with a stern defense, the Indians' rudimentary wooden bows had no effect this time.

Behind the wall, the English and the crossing crowd hid their bodies behind cover, their weapons clenched. Dong Jiunan was carrying a fire axe and staring blankly at the sky, beside him an English boy who was not yet 18 years old was holding an iron spear and trembling.

"Wow, whoa!"

There was a shout from the periphery, and then hundreds of Pecots rushed out of the woods like a hornet's nest and rushed to the wooden fence on three sides.

"All of them! Aim! ”

The soldiers of the garrison under the personal command of He Yu turned around in unison, set their flintlock pistols on the crossbar of the wooden fence, and aimed at the twenty or so excited Pecots who were rapidly approaching to the north through the crosshairs. The English, who were in charge of the defense to the west, also under the command of the priest Brest, rose up with arquebuses and lined up in a more daring way, with the most attacking Indians here.

The Drawa Indian warriors, armed with bows and arrows and iron spears, combined with the arquebuses of Li Xiang and An Shaoqing, specialized in dealing with the south, which had the second largest number of attacking troops.

"Fire!"

“fire！”

Chinese and English sounded almost simultaneously, and the flames of black powder burned and erupted in unison with a series of roars, and a row of white gunsmoke appeared on the north and west wooden walls at the same time.

To the north, the Pecot Indian charging procession, which was only more than 50 meters away, suddenly became chaotic, and the bodies of the three Pecot Indians were knocked to the ground by the high-speed disembowel buckshot.

The first Pecots were shot through his chest with little protection, and the lead bullet deformed as it hit the bone, and then in 0.1 seconds, it blew out a large bloody wound, and the entire chest cavity was like a hot pot of boiling spicy soup, constantly spraying bright red debris.

The second was hit directly in the head, and a large part of the skull was shattered by the buckshot that changed the trajectory of the skull, and then the Pecots, with a small half of the head, rushed forward several more steps before staggering and falling.

The third was hit in the right shoulder, and the entire right arm split into two sections in a cloud of blood mist and flew into the sky. The peripheral nerve stress contraction of the wound muscles did not make the unlucky man feel the pain immediately, and after running for a while, he let out a piercing scream and rolled on the ground.

The Pecots in the north, who were stunned by such a bloody head-on blow, suddenly slowed down, and all of them crawled to the ground with frightened eyes, looking at their comrades who died in an instant or rolled in wailing.

"Reload!"

The distance was about fifty meters, and He Yu shouted new instructions with a cold face.

For the first time in their lives, the soldiers of the garrison who shot at a real person froze as if they had not heard the commander's orders. Even if it was just a primitive flintlock rifle, the tragic killing effect brought by it at a distance of tens of meters made the former dock workers fall into a temporary state of paralysis like a dream.

"If you don't want to die, hurry up and reload!" He Yu was furious, and slapped the guard soldiers who were in a daze beside him.

The soldiers of the garrison who came to their senses hurriedly took out their fixed ammunition and began to reload gunpowder and lead bullets with trembling hands, and many of them were so anxious that they could not aim their push rods at the barrels of their guns.

After a few seconds, the Pecots, who had experienced a brief stupor, saw that the other side was suddenly quiet again, so they got up from the ground again, this time their roar was higher and more frenzied.

The figures of more than a dozen Pecots were getting closer and closer, and they could almost make out the hideous patterns on their skinny chests and faces under their linen clothes.

It was only a few meters away from the wooden fence, and the sharpened spear seemed to be stabbing into the fence in the next second. This time, without waiting for an order, the soldiers of the garrison pulled the trigger on the nearby Pecots almost with their eyes closed.

The snow-white smoke was directly mixed with the splatters of flesh and blood. At a distance of less than ten meters, more than two-thirds of the Indians were directly pierced through their bodies by the kinetic energy of the powerful flintlock lead bullets, and the broken flesh flew into the fence and splashed on the faces of several soldiers of the garrison, who were also in a state of madness.

The more than 20 Pecot Indians who charged from the north fled back in less than a minute after the first salvo was fired, and even He Yu himself was stunned by the bloody queue to be shot.

The largest number of Pecot Indians attacking from the west, probably more than forty, were met with a volley of English settlers. Unfortunately, the Dutch-made arquebuses were completely inferior in range and accuracy to the Type 21 flintlock rifles at the Brooklyn Arsenal, and less than five Pecots were brought to the ground with more than two dozen arquebuses.

Then the English had no second chance to fire, and the arquebusiers hurriedly retreated, and then a dozen or so Englishmen with iron spears hurriedly stuck to them, and stabbed the Pects who rushed to the wooden fence.

The iron spear, a hundred times sharper than the bone spear, stabbed seven or eight Pecots in an instant, and only one of the English fell. The unlucky middle-aged uncle in England was rubbed on the shoulder by the Indian's spear, and a large piece of flesh was directly removed.

“fire！”

There was another roar, and the second arquebus salvo of the English finally began, this time closer, more than a dozen Pecots were overturned by bullets, and then a few more unfortunate people who had managed to squeeze in by the English spearmen.

The advance of the Pecot Indians to the west was broken down in an instant, and the remaining frightened Pecots hurriedly left their dead or groaning companions and retreated in panic.

"Wait until you're done shooting, get on the bayonet!"

He Yu left half of the people to continue to monitor the north, which was no longer a threat, and ran towards the south with the remaining five garrison soldiers, preparing to support Li Xiang and them.

Li Xiang had already retreated behind the Delaware Indian warriors, carrying a bone arrow with a feathered tail dangling on his shoulder. He only fired one shot just now, and was hit by the opponent's indiscriminate bow and arrow.

Dong Jiunan roared and fought on the front line of the wooden fence, the fire axe in his hand completely changed color, and the English boy next to him was screaming in horror with a head of blood. However, the blood was not his own, but something that Dong Jiunan squirted when he cut off the leg of a Pecot who had climbed over a wooden fence.

After a platoon of flintlock pistols fired, several Pecot Indians who had almost flipped into West Point fell down like wood, and He Yu's reinforcements arrived immediately......

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At 3 p.m., the Pecots finally stopped after several failed attacks, leaving more than 60 Pecots dead in the north, west, and south directions.

The people of West Point also paid the price of 10 casualties, including 1 English dead, 4 Delaware Indians, Li Xiang among the wounded, and 2 English and Delaware. Almost all casualties occurred to the west and south, especially in the direction of the South Gate, where the offensive forces were ostensibly inferior to those of the west, where defensive firepower was the weakest.

The dock was on the southeast bank of West Point Town, and it was just a daytime battle, and the dock that He Yu had pinned his hopes on lost contact with the south gate of West Point Town.

After several visual inspections, Ho Yu was sure that there were still more than 200 Pecot Indians surrounding West Point. Although there were a considerable number of old and young people, it was clear that this time the Pecot village had mobilized the greatest number of troops.

Regardless of casualties and enemy reinforcements, perhaps the people of West Point could take the opportunity to recapture the docks when the fishing boats arrived at West Point the next day, but who could guarantee that the Pecots would not show up more encircling forces the next day?

You must know that in this area on both sides of the Hudson River, there are several villages of the Pecots, and the total number of people will not be less than 2,000, and the number of troops that can be used for battle will not be less than 500. Perhaps within a few days, more Pecots will arrive.

When night came, the people of West Point were surprised to find that the Pecots to the north and west were much less strong, and the docks and woods to the south were crowded with most of the opposing warriors.

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Inside the wooden house, a small pot of fire was burning, and the people who passed through it were stark against the wooden wall, all of them exhausted from the smoke of gunpowder.

Li Xiang sat on a stone, ** one side of the upper body, silently looking at the brazier. Nada carefully cleaned her husband's injuries with a torn linen cloth dipped in corn wine, and the tear stains on her face were clearly visible.

Outside, a wounded Indian of Delaware living in a tent groaned, and several English sentries cursed in the direction of the Pecots through the wooden fence.

After Nada bandaged her husband's shoulder injury, she hugged the other person's body tightly, and tears kept flowing.

"According to the plan, the fleet of Manhattan supplies will depart at 5 o'clock in the morning, and it will take 7~8 hours on land, and it will arrive after noon." He Yu looked at his watch with a solemn expression, "But they don't know that there is already a war here, and even West Point Town is surrounded, they can't dock from the dock, and we have no hope of getting on the ship." ”

"Then they can only return to the ship, and then go to Manhattan to move the rescuers, so that the reinforcements will be transported by the customs patrol ship, and they will not arrive until late tomorrow night!" An Shaoqing took off his glasses and wiped the blood stains as if they were gone, his face was bitter, "This means that we will have to hold on for another 24 hours, or even longer." ”

"Brother An, Brother Li, I'm sorry ......"

Suddenly, three young men in the corner who belonged to the construction team stood up. They are the ones who followed Qiao Daqiang to rape the Pecot Indian girl in the morning.

"Except for Qiao Daqiang, your words are only useful to the English and Delawares outside." Li Xiang hugged his little wife and leaned against the wall, and said with a wry smile, "It's true that we don't have the power to judge your fault, but Qiao Daqiang has gone too far. ”

"If we can go back this time...... What will happen? The young man at the head looked nervously at He Yu, who was sitting on the other side, in a military uniform, and his tone was very light.

Li Xiang didn't answer, but Na Da, who was beside him, suddenly opened his eyes and muttered a series of Indian words. The people in the room all turned their heads and looked at Li Xiang and his wife.

Na replied...... Her father would drive the errant out of the village and only be allowed to return after a few years. Li Xiang smiled wryly and touched his wife's face and translated the Indian language.

There was silence in the room again, and He Yu was thoughtful.

"No...... Community committees don't do that, we're in this together! The young man at the head was stupid, and his whole body was trembling.

"Nada just said that she was from her village, not you." Li Xiang pulled his coat, covered his wife, looked at He Yu, the officer of the garrison who was silent, and also showed doubts, "He Yu, you said this morning that you would escort them back to Manhattan, and then what?" ”

"I don't know, I just don't think they're fit to be here...... I don't have the authority to deal with them. He Yu shrugged his shoulders and smiled wryly, "The Pecots are very belligerent, and maybe we wouldn't be able to tolerate it." ”

Outside the house came the muffled Indian song of the Delaware people, followed by the soft prayer of the English priest Brest. Nada, whose head was covered by her coat, threw away her clothes, rushed to the door, and after a few seconds, fell to her knees with her mouth covered.

Apparently, a certain Indian wounded man could not survive his injuries and died.

"Husband...... Avenge! ”

Sensing that her husband had walked behind her, Nada stood up and looked back at her husband seriously, her previous sad face was swept away, replaced by an unusually cold expression.

The war between the Delaware and the other Indian tribes around them has lasted for an unknown number of years, and perhaps in Nada's view, the things caused by "Chinese people" like Qiao Daqiang are not incomprehensible, and the death of his own tribe is a hatred that can never be erased.

Avenge? Kill all the Pecots, or drive them out of the valley? Li Xiang looked at his little wife with red eyes, and his heart was also full of confusion.

As the night deepened, a few hundred meters away from West Point, a sparse and muffled Indian song sounded, similar to the one that appeared in West Point......

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