Chen Jianqiu led a cavalry force of about 150 men to capture the Peruvian army's large camp north of Iquique.

Except for one unlucky man who rode in without stopping and crashed into the tent and fell off his horse and broke an arm, the rest of the men were slightly injured at best.

The Peruvian soldiers who stayed behind in the camp were originally old, weak, sick and disabled.

In the darkness of the night, the gang had no way of telling how many people were coming.

After the officer was killed, the rest of the men raised their hands and surrendered.

While Chen Jianqiu and the soldiers adjusted the layout of the barracks, he sent a soldier back to Iquique to report the victory.

At dawn, more than a hundred Peruvian soldiers who had saved their lives in the Gulf of Iquique, led by a temporary commander, appeared not far from the main camp.

A group of people were terrified.

Although I was far away from the ship, I couldn't see what was happening at night, but the gunfire and screams from the opposite shore were real.

The wooden boat returned, not bringing back a single soldier who had landed.

The rowing soldiers hurriedly climbed onto the boat, and they added fuel to the description of the situation on the shore.

On the opposite shore, according to them, either the main forces of the Chilean army are hidden, or some supernatural power is hidden in the dark.

The DuPont ship set sail for the city and left the soldiers on the coast not far from the camp.

But when the Peruvian soldiers walked towards the camp with their heads down, they were greeted by a volley of bullets.

The soldiers who were at the front fell a few more.

"What's going on?" The interim commander was terrified.

He wanted to organize the remaining soldiers to resist, but when he turned around, he found that there was no one around him.

The soldiers were so frightened that they all turned into the front row and ran away with their lives.

He grabbed the clothes of a slow-running soldier and was about to speak, but the soldier broke away.

"Run! Sir! We're finished! The soldier's eyes were filled with fear.

The temporary commander was stunned.

"Run? In which direction? Do you know where to run? He yelled.

"Leave it alone, just run backwards, where the bullets can't hit." The soldier broke free of the temporary commander's hand and continued to run wildly.

"Fuck"

The commander cursed.

Without hesitation, he turned around and ran.

Because if he doesn't run, he'll be the last man.

Chen Jianqiu, of course, will not give the gang a chance to escape back to Peru.

War is such a thing, either don't fight; If you fight, you have to kill it, and you can't tolerate the slightest soft-heartedness.

"Get on the horse! Pursuit! ”

Chen Jianqiu gave an order, and more than a hundred cavalry rushed out of the camp.

Their target was the fleeing Peruvian soldiers.

On the wide plains, the infantry faced the pursuit of the cavalry, which was a disaster.

Chen Jianqiu and his cavalry shot and slashed like a tiger into a flock of sheep, and quickly killed all those soldiers.

At this point, more than a thousand Peruvian soldiers in the north of Iquique were completely wiped out.

Chen Jianqiu and the cavalry returned to the city with prisoners and booty squads.

Before he entered the town, he saw flags waving outside the town from a distance, and hundreds of soldiers in brown clothes stood outside the town.

Chen Jianqiu took a closer look and found that the big flag in the center didn't seem to be quite right.

This large yellow flag is embroidered with a lifelike dragon, but it is different from the royal flag of the Qing Dynasty.

The dragon is frontal, along with the flag, dancing with the sea breeze blowing in the South Pacific.

This flag, Chen Jianqiu saw at the bottom of Zhang Danian's box, is the flag of TPJ.

What did he mean by the fact that he had always seen their own banner of the "Brown Shirts" in the barracks at Ondejong before, and now the TP flag has been re-erected?

Chen Jianqiu continued to move forward with the cavalry until he was in front of Weng Derong.

Unexpectedly, the old man took a step forward and fell to one knee on the ground.

His voice was deep and loud, and it could be heard clearly within a radius of a hundred meters.

"The rest of the TPJ in South America, meet the young master!"

Behind him, hundreds of brown-shirted soldiers also knelt down in unison.

Their voices were deafening.

"The rest of the TPJ in South America, meet the young master!"

Chen Jianqiu seems to have seen this scene somewhere.

He glanced at Zhang Danian, who was also half-kneeling to the side, and knew that it was most likely the old man or Xu Ajiu, who had slipped his mouth.

Of course, the probability of the old man is a little higher.

Chen Jianqiu got off the horse, walked in front of Weng Derong, and helped him up.

"You are also a subordinate of the British King?" Chen Jianqiu asked suspiciously.

Weng Derong shook his head: "Tell the young master, I am a subordinate of the king, but I have an old relationship with Brother Da Nian." ”

He pointed at Xu Ajiu: "He is a subordinate of the Wing King." ”

Then he pointed to the hundreds of soldiers behind him: "Most of them are from different units of TPJ, or after TPJ. ”

"Then why worship me?" Chen Jianqiu asked.

Zhang Danian worships him, he can still understand.

Or he is the son of Hong Xiuquan, he can also understand.

But he couldn't understand that these soldiers from different factions bowed down to the orphans of the British king.

"If I had known your identity before this battle yesterday, I might have only respected you, but after yesterday, I, Weng Derong, could only bow down."

Weng Derong put one fist against the palm of his hand and said.

"More than 40 people annihilated the enemy on nearly 1,000 coasts, leading the starry night to attack the enemy's camp, and the king of England is alive, but that's it!"

Chen Jianqiu's face was slightly red.

"The brothers here have all gone through a lot of hardships, they are stuffed into the hold like piglets, sold here, and sent like slaves! Live a life that is not as good as pigs and dogs! ”

"Young master, take us back to regroup and revive the majesty of TPJ!"

The more Weng Derong spoke, the more excited he became, and together with Zhang Danian next to him, he burst into tears.

Chen Jianqiu glanced at the two old men in front of him, and then at the soldiers behind them.

With thin faces and sallow skin, these wandering souls have no home in a foreign land.

"The time of TPJ has passed." Chen Jianqiu held Weng Derong's shoulders and said softly, "I'm just an ordinary businessman now. ”

The expression on Weng Derong's face froze.

"But."

Chen Jianqiu's hand clenched into a fist and said loudly to those soldiers:

"But the spirit lives on! I will give everyone a home! A place to stay! A place of its own. ”

His words reached the ears of every soldier and into their hearts.

"Besides, don't call me young master, I don't like this title." Chen Jianqiu said.

News of Iquique's victory soon spread throughout northern Chile.

The Chilean army suddenly found that the thousand or so people who threatened the port and needed to solve it by themselves were suddenly gone!

And the next amazing news is one after another.

Iquique's Chinese Brown Shirts switched from defense to offensive and began an offensive on the Western Front against Peruvian armed forces in the region.

Although they only had a total of about 1,000 men, their combat effectiveness was very impressive, and their strategy was unusually unrestrained, and they soon swept the entire west coast from Iquique to Lima.

Captured Peruvian soldiers were sent in batches to the barracks of the Chilean army.

Their spirits and bodies have been devastated.

The forces of the Chilean and Peruvian puppet governments, the governments of Iglesis, quickly reacted and began to cooperate with the march of the Brownshirts, wiping out the last of Peruvian resistance.

A few months later, the Coalition forces were on the verge of beneath the city.

The main forces of the rebels were completely defeated.

The leader of this army, Cáceres, was forced to flee to Argentina.

After the defeat of this force.

The Government of Iglesis and Chile signed the Treaty of Ancon.

Under the treaty, Peru ceded the southern region of Tarapacá to Chile, and the southern provinces of Tacna and Arica were given to Chile for a period of 10 years, after which their ownership would be decided by referendum.

Eventually, the saltpeter war ended with a complete victory for Chile.

However, Chen Jianqiu didn't have the heart to care about these things.

He wanted to talk to the Chilean authorities about their previous commitments.

(End of chapter)