The military horse is strong and extremely vigorous, and in the early morning, when it is still a little cold, white mist erupts from its mouth, and the distance of dozens of meters is instantaneous, accompanied by the rumbling sound of horses' hooves, it is a violent fire.

Bang bang......

The cavalry fired, of course, they only had one chance to fire, their accuracy was not high, the dense bullets were of limited effect in the woods, and only three soldiers were unfortunately shot and fell to the ground.

However, the effect has been achieved, and the bullets and cannons coming from behind make this force extremely panicked, and the ensuing cavalry puncture is the most deadly.

The unsuspecting infantry gave the charging cavalry behind them, and it would be a massacre.

"Kill them!"

The British cavalry dropped their spears, then drew their scimitars made of fine iron from their waists, and the force of the horse's impact at high speed plunged headlong into the crowd.

One soldier barely had time to turn his head and watch the rushing horses rush to reload and take two steps back in a panic, but he soon knew that it was useless.

The hooves of the tall military horses stomped directly on his chest, and then stomped on the ground.

Click...... The crisp sound of bones breaking sounded.

"Ahh

It is visible to the naked eye that his chest has collapsed, and his life is short.

But this was not the end, more cavalry rushed up, and on this narrow charging path, the soldiers were trampled to pulp,

The cavalrymen, wielding their scimitars, cut through the entire Spanish array, and then left in a detour without the slightest stop.

Quite a few of their heads had been cut off and rolled on the ground, headless corpses, blood spurting out several meters away.

Colonel Fidel got up from the ground in disbelief, and pushed away the adjutant who wanted to support him, because he saw that his soldiers were beginning to flee, and the only cannon had been destroyed by the enemy's artillery, and the moment the cavalry retreated, a new round of artillery fire came.

Rumble!

The incessant explosions were deafening, making him somewhat deaf, and an iron bullet struck the trunk of a tree behind him, tearing most of the trunk and killing two soldiers, and he himself escaped with the desperate drag of his subordinates.

He crawled out of the ground, his eyes were a little dead, and he saw that the British brigadier general was about to be killed here, but the general trend was gone, and if he didn't leave, he would all die here.

"Retreat! Everyone retreats in a northwesterly direction!"

He yelled at the adjutant beside him.

"Yes sir!"

"Everyone retreats ......"

The soldiers had already noticed what was happening behind them, and the dense artillery and the slashing of the red-uniformed cavalry all indicated one thing - the British reinforcements were coming.

The order to retreat was conveyed by a sharp whistle, and the soldiers laid down the enemy in front of them and began to retreat in an orderly manner.

The Spaniards retreated, but it was not so easy, they endured the harassment of the cavalry, and ran into the approaching army, and finally fled along a narrow road below the cliff, leaving a third of their men behind.

The cavalry finally pursued two kilometers and continued to expand the victory, and finally ushered in a round of large-scale gunfire and finally stopped.

Burton wiped a handful of blood from his face, and at the most critical moment, even he himself had to go into battle in person, rushing up to fight, and the clothes that marked the rank of brigadier general became the most fierce target of attack, and between the sabers and bayonets, blood flew everywhere.

Batek, still in the same beautiful military uniform, slowly ran over on his horse, and looked at Burton who was still alive and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you okay?"

He rolled over and dismounted, ignoring the corpses that littered the entire camp, all the soldiers were less valuable than the person in front of him.

Burton finally smiled a somewhat lightheartedly: "Actually, it's not bad, but if you come a little later, you'll see my corpse." ”

"Burton, if you choose to surrender, they won't do anything to you, and you won't be reduced to the level of fighting in person. ”

Betek took a fine towel from the adjutant's hand and handed it to the latter.

Burton took the towel with trembling hands, and then rested it on his shoulder, where there was a long knife wound, still bleeding.

"Rest where you are, clean up the camp!"

He finally gave the order, and then followed Betke to a cleaner place on the riverbank, where he sat on a rock, somewhat decadent.

The battle had only lasted a little more than an hour, and the sun had just risen in the east, but every minute was a high level of nervousness, but he didn't want his soldiers to see him embarrassed.

He sat silently, looked at the soldiers who were cleaning up the camp, and was silent for a long time.

"Are you alright?"

Bettek looked at him and asked.

"It's okay, it's just that this time I lost a little completely......"

In this clash with the Spaniards, although he barely won the victory, he knew that he had lost completely, and the taste of defeat was really not tasted for a long time.

For various reasons, a lot of supplies were lost, and they were reckless, and they were not well prepared, but in general, because of their own decision-making problems, they had been carried away by the El Dorado and despised these Spaniards too much.

Since when? Probably the arrival of those defecting pirates and angels, making everything active and passive, really stupid.

"Don't talk about that, Captain Gordon, you dear boy, I don't see his man. ”

Bettek suddenly asked with some curiosity, to be honest, he almost didn't look down on civilians, but Gordon was different, after all, he was the person Burton had a crush on, and he always had some ability.

Of course, what he remembered the most was that Gordon took a self-proclaimed witch on an adventure, what a funny person, or was it a fool?

Thinking of the beautiful witch lady Serena, he looked up and looked around, and then saw the beautiful figure, she was standing on the hillside not far away, looking at the waterfall, her body was untouched, the war seemed to have nothing to do with her, all the time, kept clean and elegant.

Burton seemed a little silent about his question, not knowing how to answer it, not knowing if it was his own decision that killed his few friends.

Because of his status, he had few friends after all, and some people flattered him, but not because of him, but because of his father, so Burton left London and went to this remote place, wanting to prove something to his father.

Without getting an answer from Burton, he could only think that Burton might be a little tired, so he walked over, and then leaned forward slightly, showing a gentleman's appearance: "Miss Serena, do you know where Captain Gordon has gone?"

Serena looked at the person in front of her, smiled back, and then pointed to the waterfall, from which she could see this wonder directly.

"Wow, what a beautiful spectacle, Mercer, help me get an artist to draw it. ”

"Yes sir!"

The mean-looking lieutenant took the order to leave, and of course it is not difficult to know from this order that Betek also took the painter with him on this expedition, as if he was on vacation.

"He's coming back!"

Serena's eyes shimmered with the depth of the starry sky, as if she had seen through the barrier of El Dorado and saw everything inside.

"Who?"

Betek was puzzled, but he didn't get any response, so he looked back at the waterfall, and a golden light began to flicker...... , you are lonely, the young lady warms you with a movie

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