When the U.S. forces broke up from the west bank of the Rio Grande, they were scattered everywhere like beads with broken threads.

The whole structure has been disrupted, and the soldiers have randomly formed some large and small gangs, and the officers such as captains and majors who used to be majestic in the past do not even dare to reveal their identities now, because those defeated soldiers may slaughter them as fat sheep!

Some ran east, trying to find a small sampan in the Gulf of Mexico and rowing to New Orleans or Florida, this part of the population usually worked at sea before joining the army, knew the currents and wind direction of the Gulf of Mexico, and if they were really unlucky, they could go to the Caribbean Sea to resume their old business;

Some ran westward, because there was a company called 'San Jose Plantation Company' that distributed leaflets everywhere, saying that it was a large number of recruits, 9 to 5, daily wages, and insurance on weekends, which made many old beauties who were originally working on the farm moved, most of them were Zouzhia or Alabamanians, and the villagers led the villagers, and Hula went to a large gang;

But the vast majority still run south. Although Santa Ana's army intercepted them on the front line in New Mexico, and it is said that there were several battles, news from the south came that someone still broke through the Mexican army blockade.

Lao Mei's psychological advantage over Mexicans has been formed for a long time, and he will not feel that he should look up to Mexicans because of such a small setback.

There was even a guy who gathered a hundred guns and wanted to retake Mexico City - Santa Anna, who had just returned to power, would not be used to them, and just used them as a model, just stripped them of their clothes, dried them all in the sun for two days on the National Mall at 20 degrees north latitude in June.

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In total, nearly 20,000 U.S. troops were blocked north of Mexico City and south of Monterrey, with no food and supplies, and they were not allowed to enter either north or south.

Considering that the North American continent at this time had four main regions, Canada, the United States, the Union of Indians, and Mexico, it was provisionally referred to in the newspapers as the 'Fifth Zone'.

20,000 U.S. troops, this still sounds like a big force, but a rout is a rout, and they retain the tradition of all the routs in the world.

Mexicans and Mexican animals in the region have had an embarrassing year...... What's more unlucky than a dog is that I was given r by a dog!

was first trampled by the US troops who went south, and the US troops who were still arrogant at that time did not have high requirements for them, at least they would throw a few dollars after the p, and even Mexican girls felt that they had earned it. The Mexican villagers' baogu will throw back the baogu core after the American GIs have gnawed it, and the baogu seedlings that have just been planted in the field have been trampled on, of course, they can only consider themselves unlucky, but there are also a few lucky children who were selected and picked up by the American GIs, took a photo with chocolate, and used it to post in the newspaper to prove that the local people welcome the US military to ink.

Then Geronimo came again, killing all but those below the wheels. Houses were burned, lime was sprinkled in wells, everything that could be snatched was taken, and everything that could not was smashed. Jerónimo marched like the wind, and many Mexicans were corpses while they were still asleep. There are also a few who have escaped by luck, and by the time they find that they have nothing left, Jerónimo is gone.

The few Mexicans who survived by luck were looking forward to the return of the US military, first saying that everyone would vote to join the United States, and everyone was full of joy; When it came to the referendum, it was said that he wanted to join New Mexico, which was not unacceptable; After the vote, they found out that the result was 'Mexicans will never be slaves', and these people were so angry that they tore up all the votes, and everyone hoped for the stars and the moon to be 'slaves', and now their dreams have been shattered again.

At the beginning of May, the U.S. troops marched north, with great and extraordinary momentum, trampling through the fields they had just replanted. Two weeks later, the U.S. troops went north and trampled through the fields they had just replanted...... The Mexican folks whose dreams were shattered couldn't help but curse in a low voice: Go, go, don't come back if you go!

In June, the U.S. military is back again!

This time, they were no longer polite to their Mexican counterparts — especially after President Santa Anna's lifelong president formed a defensive line in New Mexico City with the intention of stopping the rout of American troops from moving south, and the American soldiers in the area staged a living hellish drama here.

They killed everything that moved in the area, burned everything that could be ignited, and ate everything that could be swallowed.

There was a time when even crows were reluctant to fly through the skies here.

Piles of vanillas needed to be lit outside Monterrey to hide the fishy smell blowing from the south.

On June 30, a desperate team of U.S. troops followed leaflets to Monterrey and followed the safe passage to Oklahoma on their way home.

From their mouths, all kinds of unbelievable, unheard-of, tricky, and breaking through the limits of human beings have been exposed.

Everyone felt like they had their eyes opened!

From the first wave of U.S. troops entering Monterrey on June 30 to July 20, only about 6,000 troops passed through the heavily guarded supply depot.

The remaining 14,000 people are all gone.

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On the evening of July 20.

The last group of more than 10 American soldiers, with wariness in their eyes, held a gun in one hand and clenched the leaflet tightly in the other.

When they saw the Indian post in front of them, they quickly ran over like some evil spirit behind them.

"Mr. Indian! Mr. Indian! Is this true? The group of U.S. soldiers shouted, waving leaflets in their hands

The Indian soldier had seen so much about this that he didn't say anything, but opened a gate made of a fence without changing his face, and motioned for them to walk through it.

This 'gate' is actually quite strange, there are no walls on either side, just a simple 'gate' made of tree branches.

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Sunlight came from the west, casting a large 'd' on the ground.

"...... this?" The American soldiers were hesitant, but honest, and they dropped their guns outside the door, and flashed into the 'door' with a sliding step.

The inside and outside of the door are separated by a line, but they are two very different worlds.

Even the sun feels a little milder.

As soon as the American soldiers passed through the door, they lay on the ground without an image, allowing the blazing sun to shine on their faces even in the evening, as if this would dispel the fear in their hearts.

"Oh God! My God! ”

"God! Praise God! ”

- This is the southernmost point of the safe passage!

A group of reporters poured out of the outpost, interviewing the soldiers one by one, despite their pale faces and frightened chests.

"Hello sir, can you tell me what happened in District 5?"

"How did you escape? Is there really a man-eating devil in it? ”

"Have you ever met Major General John Wool? Why didn't he escape with you? ”

"Is there anything you would like to say to your country and your family at this time?"

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The Indian soldier at the door looked at the pocket watch in his hand with some boredom, pacing back and forth.

The leather boots under their feet make a monotonous 'kacha' 'kacha' sound on the dry sand.

It's half past five in the afternoon, and there is still half an hour left before the safe passage closes.

Yesterday in Monterrey, the white man returned 1,000 Indian captives, among whom he did not find his children. Some say his child has been killed......

At this moment, two more figures of American soldiers appeared on the horizon ahead, and they supported each other, limping, and did not walk fast.

An exclamation rang out behind him.

"Look, someone is back!"

"God, another man has come back alive!"

The Indian soldier looked at the pocket watch in his hand, and listened to it 'drip-ta-ta' as it walked, silently counting the steps of the two men's movements.

Well, the safe passage will be closed soon!