"The holy decree of the Great Son of Heaven says that in this war, the military merits will be doubled, and those who cut off the head of the True Law will be rewarded with three Zhuka, and they can be crowned as a wife and a son!"

"Those who behead the head of the pseudo-law, reward a Zhuka, naturalize in the line of fire, and be a member of the Heavenly Empire in this life!"

"Those who kill the head of the Mexican savage will be rewarded with 30 naturalization points!"

"Daming's Juka is ahead!"

"Those guys don't deserve the surname Yin at all, they are not Yin people, they are savages, don't show mercy to your subordinates!"

In fact, even if there is no shouting from the cavalry captain, the Yin people will not show mercy.

Originally, there was no unity between the Yin people.

In the early days, in order to compete for survival resources, as early as the arrival of the white man, the original civilizations of the Americas, like all regions of the world, fought against each other.

In the past, the intelligence of the Yin people far surpassed that of the blacks, and the martial arts could not be said to be insufficient, and even formed several large tribal alliances that could fight back and forth with the whites, but they were still provoked and bought by the whites, and finally collapsed.

Unity is not an innate reward, and the idea of great unity must be understood as to who is you and who is ours.

The appearance of the white man made Yin Ren understand a little.

But only with the appearance of the Ming Dynasty and the appearance of Zhu Fugui's son of heaven helped Yin Ren completely understand who you are and who is us.

Those who are near China are us, the descendants of Zhuxia, who can be edified.

Those who are close to the white skin are you, the aliens who help the abuse, and it doesn't hurt to kill them.

The Yin cavalry easily cut through the flank of the Mexicans' cover like a thorn and intercepted the retreat of the French.

They don't love war, either.

The modified Spencer carbine in their hands was no match for the French long rifle.

If the French cavalry dismounted and fired, it would suffer greatly.

But being able to force the French to dismount was already the greatest success.

The two infantry divisions of the Dingguo Army took advantage of this opportunity to complete the encirclement of the French army.

At this time, the situation in the fortress of Santa Ana had also been discovered.

McMahon originally thought that the cavalry division and two cannon fodder infantry regiments would be safe anyway.

But in the blink of an eye, thousands of experienced French cavalry were dumpling.

Before he could organize the rescue force, a white flag was raised high from the French position and fluttered in the wind.

Surrendering in just twenty minutes, the French cavalry division could not be blamed for cowardice.

They were battered much worse than McMahon could have seen from afar through a telescope.

In fact, at the beginning, under the command of Lamidel's adjutant, the French dragoons formed a battle formation in five minutes, which can be said to be quite well-trained.

They also knew that the defenders in the fortress could not sit idly by and watch their lone army being eaten by the Ming, and they would definitely organize a rescue.

As long as it can hold out for an hour, no, thirty minutes, General McMahon's reinforcements will surely arrive.

Therefore, the dragoons stood in formation and put on a posture of looking at death as if they were at home.

Since the guns of the Ming and French ranges were close to each other, both sides tacitly began to try to shoot when they were 500-800 meters apart.

This shows that this is by no means a rookie pecking each other with guns and a single shot by the Hunan army, but two truly well-trained armies fighting each other, showing the world's top army strength.

However, the outcome of the battle was not as close as the French expected.

The proportion of casualties of the French army was much higher than that of the Ming army!

To say that the Type 38 infantry gun is weak and slow to fire is compared to other rifles in World War I, World War II, and even the Korean War.

The power and rate of fire of the Shasebo rifle are not as good as the [Dewu 2nd Year Style] rifle, not to mention the shooting accuracy and stability that the latter is proud of.

The rifles of French soldiers tended to shoot seven or eight bullets, and problems of one kind or another appeared, and even direct jamming.

But Daming's rifle is high-yield and efficient in the whole process.

In addition to the difference in weapons, what is more important is the difference in people.

Compared with the French, who still fought in line formation, the infantry of the Ming assault knew how to find cover on the spot or lie down on the spot, with three people as combat units, covering each other and advancing layer by layer.

The French are like baguettes standing upright, living targets.

And the Ming army is like a gopher in the wilderness, you know they are there, but it is difficult to hit.

What's even more desperate is that even if they are lucky enough to hit Akito, they seem to be invulnerable and almost never get hurt!

The steel helmets on the heads of the Ming troops are barely understood, and even regard it as one of the Ming Dynasty's tricks, but the ceramic inserts in the bulletproof suits on their bodies are afraid that they don't know why they want to break their heads.

With the dense artillery bombardment overhead, the French dragoons finally broke their will to fight in the face of fierce fire and hard-to-be enemies.

The adjutant proudly puffed out his chest and raised the white flag with graceful posture, wanting to maintain the decency of a Frenchman.

He was greeted by a cannonball.

His white flag was riddled and not falling, but his ass had already flown ten meters away.

"You're not in the right position to surrender!"

The translator beside Mo Bai shouted loudly in completely non-standard French.

At the same time, shells fell more intensively.

Bao Tie'an shook his head, these French people just like to play petty, and they have to make a little noise when they raise a white flag.

Don't ask, what is the reason why we are famous for commanding envoys?

Hey, Commander Mo is good at everything, but it's too murderous.

Bao Tie'an sighed, quickly installed a cannonball in his hand, and hit the French chicken flock with one shot, and his intestines and buttocks flew all over the sky.

In the end, after the 7 attempts of 7 French officers in 7 surrender postures, the French finally completed the surrender with the chick pecking rice with their buttocks up, their hands back, and squatting on the ground, or the correct posture of the hen showing its belly.

In this battle, the Ming Dynasty decided that the national army received 1,300 prisoners, and the telegram was sent to the military department.

But when the detailed report of the imperial training system was submitted, and when he learned that the surrounded French army originally had more than 5,000 people, Zhang Changgui's smile froze.

"Sure enough, Your Majesty is still wise! If Mo Bai is allowed to capture the three emperors alive, Da Ming is afraid that he will be able to get a few hundred yuan to take three? ”

Zhu Fugui could only pat him on the shoulder and comforted, "At least this time, the French army will definitely be mobilized, Mo Bai, this kid ......."

The words "Li Guang is difficult to seal" somehow appeared in Zhu Fugui's mind.

Shaking his head, Zhu Fugui didn't think that this kind of thing would happen in Daming.

Since Churchill, who ordered the elimination of the Kurds with chemical gas;

"I won't admit that we have done a terrible mistake against the red Indians of the Americas or the blacks of Australia; Nor will I admit that it would be a mistake for a more powerful, higher, and more intelligent race in the world to enter and occupy their lands and make them what they are."

Maybe in a few hundred years, there will be a traditional delicacy in Europe called fried Mobai, which will probably be the highest praise for him!

As for myself, I'm afraid it's even more so.

But, I don't care.

If he had to leave the name of the devil, Zhu Fugui would personally serve as the lord of hell and become an eternal nightmare in the European world.