One hundred and fourteen, the Battle of Otunba

At the beginning of May 1520, the expeditionary force of the kingdom of Hun Huntizgan, which set out again from the vicinity of Puerto Veracruz on the Gulf coast and marched westward into the valley of Mexico, first successfully passed through the uninhabited city of Chorula, and then passed through a number of indigenous villages and towns that were neutral to the war, and finally met their enemies in the village of Otumba, east of the city of Tenochtitlan.

On the wilderness on the shore of Lake Texcoco, tens of thousands of soldiers and horses were divided into two camps, east and west, facing each other from afar, and the morning breeze seemed to be filled with a murderous aura.

A battle that would decide the fate of Mexico, Central America, and the entire New World is about to break out in this vast wilderness as far as the eye can see.

The composition of the forces on both sides of the two camps is very complex, with the main members including the Aztecs, Tlaxcala, and Spaniards - all three of them are currently in a fratricidal civil war due to a coincidence of luck and the united front work of Director Ma.

Judging from the battlefield situation, the Western Army not only occupied the village of Otumba first, but also had the advantage of fighting at home, and also had the absolute upper hand in the total strength.

After detecting the news of the enemy's approach from the east, Cortés resolutely withdrew all the Spanish expedition from the city where the fighting was still under fire, and turned around and rushed to the village of Otumba to prepare for the battle, despite the fact that the resistance in the Aztec capital of Tenochtitlan had not yet been quelled.

After deducting the losses in the battle of Tenochtitlan, Cortés was at this time under the command of about 3,000 Spanish expeditionary forces from various colonies, of which more than half were whites, and the rest were African slaves and Indians from the Caribbean islands.

And the Cuban expedition of the one-eyed dragon Navaez has long been defeated by Cortés to the collapse of the entire army. Even after the Commander García of Puerto Veracruz broke the contract and defected, some of the Spanish mercenaries and sailors were bribed, and he was able to muster four or five hundred Spaniards to the limit.

In the same way, although the city of Tenochtitlan was still engaged in sporadic street fighting, in order to deal with the threat from behind first, the puppet emperor Essiteri Shozito also drew most of his forces from the city and transferred them to the battlefield in the village of Otumba, totaling about 20,000 Aztec rebels.

In the camp of the Eastern Army, the theoretical "orthodox emperor" Kuauchtmok was beside him, but there were only more than a thousand Aztec Praetorian Guards who broke through from the city of Tenochtitlan, plus the routs collected along the way, and the support of some loyal subjects, and about 3,000 people were gathered in a full battle.

Despite the brutal street fighting in Tenochtitlan, the Grand Chief of Masisicato brought six thousand Tlaxcala warriors to Cortés. And the Tlaxcala fighters on the side of the Chinese have a total of only two thousand people.

In addition, Cortés also had 10,000 ragtag troops recruited from various tribes in Mexico, while the eastern army had no time to recruit troops on the way due to the rapid march all the way, and there were few cannon fodder around him who could fill the scene, and the main force of the battle was still 7,000 Hongshuitizgan expeditionary force.

In short, the situation on the battlefield in Otumba was that of 40,000 Western troops against 20,000 Eastern troops, with Cortés having twice the superiority in strength.

But fundamentally analyzed, it is Cortez's side, which seems to have the upper hand, has been driven to a desperate situation, and can only gamble all capital to fight back; And the traverser, who was ostensibly inferior in strength, walked leisurely and with ease, and was only one step away from a complete victory.

If Cortés loses this battle, then his career, his life, and everything will be finished, and even if he wins this battle, the war for Mexico has only just begun in the face of a time-traveler with cross-dimensional transportation lines, advanced warfare, and historical insight. …,

Of course, there are not many smart people who can see through this, and they can even be counted with just one pair of hands.

In any case, both sides are committed to the strength of the country, and a vigorous general decisive battle is about to be launched here.

Millions of Indians throughout the Valley of Mexico watched with bated breath the outcome of this decisive battle.

In the bright morning sunshine, on the roof terrace of a white stone house in the chief's mansion in the village of Otumba, Honan. Dressed in his most haode armor and draped in the latest blood-red silk daze, Cortés looked out at the battlefield ahead.

It's an abandoned farmland littered with sand and gravel, dotted with prickly cacti. Years of hard work by the villagers have made this land relatively flat, with few ravines. Soil erosion and severe salinization caused by over-cultivation have forced farmers to abandon the barren land, leaving it now empty and weeds that do not grow much except for a few cacti.

At this time, it was the season of great drought, and this wilderness had been very dry and sturdy by the scorching sun, and it was the most suitable battlefield for cavalry to gallop.

And at the end of the line of sight, behind a dry irrigation canal, was the camp of 20,000 enemy troops.

In fact, Cortez had already attempted a night raid the night before. But last night was a full moon night, and the sneak attack troops could not hide in the bright moonlight and the open field, and were discovered by the enemy sentries from a long distance, and then a series of fireworks and rockets smashed over as if they were not paying for money, and the smoke billowed on the wilderness and was as bright as day...... So, when the troops were collected and returned to the camp, Cortés' command not only appeared a bunch of separated missing people, but also several more patients with severe burns, one of whom died before dawn.

At this point, Cortez finally completely extinguished the mind of playing small tricks and devoted all his energy to today's decisive battle.

On this murderous morning, at the east and west ends of the battlefield in Otumba Village, there were noisy voices and smoke rising everywhere.

More than 60,000 soldiers from the two camps in the east and west are all hurrying to light a fire and cook, preparing to eat this breakfast that is likely to be once in their lives, and then enter the battlefield with full spirit and start a fight for their lives.

After looking at the battlefield that was about to be stained red with blood, and the enemy movement at the end of the battlefield, Cortez munched on the tortillas sent by his attendants while announcing Zuihou's combat deployment to his new deputy.

“…… Castillo, this time the battle was deployed, according to the tactics previously discussed--let the 20,000 Aztec troops of Emperor Esiterishozito be in charge of the left flank; The six thousand Tlaxcala fighters of the Grand Chief of Masisicato were in charge of the right flank; With three thousand Spanish infantry, all the artillery, and ten thousand of the less combat-ready Native Confederates, you are in charge of the central front, separating the Aztecs and Tlaxcalas on our side, lest there be any clash on the battlefield between the two old enemies; Then, gather all the two hundred cavalry, and I will lead it myself......"

Cortez said with a serious expression as he squeezed his right hand into a fist and slammed it into the void in front of him, "...... Castillo, remember, this time the enemy is different! Chinese there is no shortage of firearms, and they are not afraid of firearms, and according to intelligence, their troops are all armed with steel swords, unlike the many natives on our side who use stone knives and stone axes...... But they also had one of the biggest flaws, which was the lack of cavalry. Therefore, I will use all the cavalry as a reserve, and patiently wait until the most critical time before striking a fatal blow against them! ”