Hall. A corner of the battlefield at Carmen Manor suddenly fell into a desperate silence.

The German mercenaries of the 2nd Battalion of the left flank of the Spanish Army, who had been repeatedly killed and wounded by the Aztec stragglers with cavity bullets, had actually suffered a lot of casualties, and their number had been reduced from 1,600 to more than 1,300. Now they were again being pointed at by four battalions of Aztec Republican flintlock muskezeers approaching from the front and detouring from the left flank. Among them, from the front facing the bullets of German mercenaries approaching 20 paces away from them were two Indian infantry battalions, all of them were bitter and bitter natives of the New World, all with red eyes and flintlock pistols with loaded bullets, looking not like they had come to fight, but like they had come to seek revenge!

To the left of these German mercenaries, two Han Chinese infantry battalions also formed a three-row firing formation at a distance of about 50 paces from the Spaniards. These Han Chinese and the German mercenaries did not have a deep hatred, nor did they have a desperate consciousness, so they did not face up, but took a detour, spread out on the flank of the Germans, and the distance from the German mercenaries was relatively far, but they formed a crossfire with 2 Indian infantry battalions.

Nearly 4,000 flintlock muskets were all directed at the more than 1,300 hapless German mercenaries.

"Shoot!!"

As the officers shouted hoarsely, the ear drums of the flintlock musketeers.

The Indians, who had been impatient for a long time, took the lead in pulling the trigger, and the hammer slammed into the steel sickle of the fire gate, striking sparks into the fire gate, and more than a thousand guns immediately rang out.

The battle line composed of more than 1,800 Indian soldiers burst out at the same time with countless muzzle flames, accompanied by a thunderous roar, white smoke sprayed out of the muzzles, connected into a piece, and in the blink of an eye, a tumbling white dragon was formed.

It's just a little slower than the Indians, and nearly 2,000 flintlock pistols from 2 Han flintlock battalions are also fired at the same time! More than 3,800 flintlock muskets swept through the open area in front of the two armies like a storm from both directions. Countless deadly bullets screeched into the ranks of the German mercenaries, tearing their tweed uniforms furiously, making a continuous, terrifying popping sound and a cloud of blood.

The flintlock pistols of this era were not very good in terms of rate of fire, accuracy, and effective range, but there was one thing that was difficult to compare with later rifles, that is, the huge lethality! The projectile of the flintlock pistol is usually as heavy as eight coins and nine coins (16 taels), and it is not pointed, after this large projectile enters the human body, it will be shattered or deformed due to impact, squeezing and other reasons, and then roll a few times in the human body, the wound in the wound will be expanded several times, and sometimes it will even stir up the internal organs, break the bones, so that the person who was shot suffers unimaginable pain, and it is difficult to rescue. Because as long as a little fragment of lead bullet remains in the body, it will cause the wound to ulcerate and become inflamed, and in the era of anti-inflammatory drugs, it means death!

Therefore, the most effective means of treating gunshot wounds in this era is to cut off the flesh for minor injuries and amputate for serious injuries. If you encounter a gunshot wound that cannot be amputated, it is basically a dead end, and there is no need to rescue it, you can directly find a military priest or a military monk to overtake it.

Following the array of the Spanish army, it fell into a German mercenary in the blink of an eye. Whether these Germans are shot in the torso or in the limbs, the result is no different. Because they no longer have the slightest chance of being treated, all that awaits them is a painful death. These dying men rolled and crawled on the ground, screaming and cursing. The corpses of the German mercenaries lay on the battlefield, pulling out a shocking "corpse line", which also marked the beginning of the collapse of European-style colonialism in the New World!

Since the German mercenaries of these two battalions were not only hit by the close and dense fire of the Aztec musketeers, but also accompanied by the side fire of the Han musketeers of the two battalions, the 37,800 projectiles from both directions formed a deadly crossfire, forming a dense and deadly net, and the colonizer mercenaries who were caught in it suffered extremely heavy casualties!

And the reason for such huge casualties, in addition to the fact that the Indian musketeers who did not want to die dared to fire at close range, was that the Han flintlock musketeers of those two battalions secretly used cavity shells with an effective range twice as long as ordinary projectiles!

In just one volley, more than 600 people fell!

The remaining 700 or so people were no better, they were all stupid and collapsed with fright. After all, they were just German mercenaries who sold their lives to the Spanish colonizers for a few small salaries, not German supermen who were brainwashed by that mustache. In the face of such casualties, such a desperate situation, where is the courage to persevere? When they finally woke up from the shock, they inevitably had a new collapse, the array was in chaos, their minds were a little brighter, and they had begun to flee north.

With the sound of an excited trumpet, the Indians of the 2nd Battalion and the Han of the 2nd Battalion roared together.

"Kill the thief and go to heaven!"

3,800 fighters of the Aztec Republican Army, began the bayonet charge!

The left flank of the German mercenaries in Spain completely collapsed!

On the left flank of the Aztec Republican Army, Duke Villahermosa, although he had not yet found that his left flank had collapsed, felt abandoned by the goddess of victory once again – a feeling all too familiar and always felt when playing against the French in Europe.

Now the familiar feeling came again, and what gave him this familiar feeling was the small hollow phalanx of Indian flintlock musketeers.

This phalanx looked so thin, there was not even a spear, and the number was only about a thousand, but it was such a broken phalanx that actually blocked the impact of the German cuirassiers in twelve or thirteen waves in a row.

Although each wave of impact was only a hundred horsemen, not two thousand cuirassiers rushed up. But the impact of these twelve or thirteen waves was not scattered on the four sides of this hollow phalanx, but concentrated on the side facing west. How could it be that there were only about 200 Indian infantry on this side, and how could they repel twelve or thirteen waves in succession, with a total of 1,200 or 300 horsemen?

How is this possible? Were the Indians beaten with iron?

But what was so impossible, it just happened!

I only saw the German cuirassiers rushing back and forth like a tidal wave, whistling upward, and then being scattered by a salvo of grenades and muskets, although in the end there were still some cavalry to complete the impact, but because the sharpness had long been lost, the impact force was greatly attenuated, and it was never able to break through the "hedgehog array" composed of 200 bayonets.

Although each charge of the German cuirassiers could inflict some losses on the Indian infantry, the hollow phalanx also contained a battalion headquarters and 200 Tiger cavalry, who could join the battle line in a steady stream to fill the gaps.

A good cavalry assault, stunned into a war of attrition!

And what made the Duke of Villahermosa feel even worse was that in this war of attrition, the German cuirassiers under his command were obviously the ones who suffered the greater losses!

That's the German cuirassier! It's a noble class! It was actually used to exchange heads with the Indians, and the losses were several times greater than those of the Indians, so that the front of the Indians' front was full of dead men and horses, lying down in one place!

And although those Indians are also dying, their morale is visibly high! Now it is the "knight master" who is exchanging lives with them under the "white flag of old Europe"! In the past, what grade was this master? What grade is an Indian slave? It was the honor of the slaves that the knights of the old European white flag came to the New World to be the entrusted guardians of the Indian slaves!

Now, the life of an Indian slave can almost be exchanged for the lives of three old European knights with a white flag, right?

If we can always exchange according to this exchange ratio, all the white flag lords in Spain will come to the New World, and they will all be exchanged, and they will be sent to hell to meet Satan!

On the other hand, on the side of the German cuirassiers, the morale has fallen to the point that it is about to turn negative! Especially those mercenary captains hated so much that they almost crushed their back molars! Not the ruthless Indians, but the stupid pig Duke of Villahermosa!

This guy has an elm head! He actually took the cuirassiers and charged the hollow phalanx of the infantry over and over again. Although the cuirassiers charged the phalanx, the French often did it. But what grade does the big hole represent? What grade is Durenny? What grade is the Duke of Luxembourg? What grade is that women's clothing boss, the Duke of Orleans?

When these people rushed into battle with cuirassiers, they all looked at the weakness of the other party and launched a fierce attack, where did they stumble against a phalanx? This has been rushed in more than a dozen waves, and people are still immovable, which fully explains the problem.

No wonder Louis XIV's army was so good on the battlefields of Europe, just because of an opponent like you!

The German mercenaries, who were about to hate Duke Villahermosa, naturally refused to attack desperately, so the eleventh, twelfth and thirteenth waves of cavalry charges were carried out very sloppily, and they were just finished in a so-so wave.

After seeing another wave of attacks from the telescope and encountering the musket fire of the Aztec Republican Army, Duke Villahermosa's anger was also a little unbearable, and he held the telescope and muttered to himself: "Betrayal! This is a betrayal of the king and of God! They all deserve hell! ”

Although he spoke Spanish, a few of the German cuirassiers guarding him could hear it, and all of them cast hateful glances at the high duke.

At the same time, the 800 Aztec tiger cavalry who had been scared away by the German cuirassiers, under the leadership of Bai Xianzhong, quietly slipped back to the left flank of the Aztec army that was fighting fiercely.

Bai Xianzhong, who was also wearing a somewhat ridiculous tiger hat, was also holding a telescope to observe the battle situation in front of him, and suddenly the captain of a tiger cavalry beside him shouted: "General Bai, the left flank of the Spaniards seems to have been crushed by Zeng Shuai!" ”

Bai Xianzhong hurriedly turned around and looked towards the left flank of the Spanish army. Sure enough, the Spaniards' front no longer exists! I saw the soldiers of the Aztec Republican Army wearing tiger hats rushing to the middle like a tide. The winner has been decided, and now is the time for the Tiger Cavalry to strike!

Thinking of this, he hurriedly put away his binoculars, then reached out and took the spear from the hand of a personal soldier, and greeted the one in front: "Brothers, it's time to make meritorious contributions and rush with me again!" ”

With this shout, he took the lead and swooped down on the crowds of German cuirassiers scattered around Duke Villahermosa. And the old fritter cavalry under his command are all energetic at this time - old fritters, of course, it is impossible to fight hard, and they must fight for the first place when they beat the water dogs.

Now is obviously the time to beat the water dogs, the cuirass, helmets, and horses of those cuirassiers look very good, hurry up and grab them!

Now the state of the tiger cavalry is back, 800 cavalry, all vying for the lead, everyone is brave, all of them are "oil tigers"! Even the war horses under their crotches were particularly vigorous, and the horses' hooves smashed the ground rumbling and shaking, and the horses ran as fast as the wind.

At this glance, you can know that the whole TM is an old fritter horse!

When the 800 old fritter cavalry charged, there was still no formation, it was just a large scattered area, and they rushed up like a tsunami. However, this momentum is really not comparable to when he fled before, and it made those German cuirassiers feel murderous from a distance.

"Tiger Cavalry!"

"They're back"

"It's terrible, there are too many of them!"

"Run, God!"

The German cuirassiers guarding the Duke of Villahermosa had lost their will to fight, and before their Duke could give the order, some particularly slippery Germans slipped away. This made the Spanish duke angry, and he had hired the German cuirassiers at great expense from the Catholic German princes!

Even if you lose the battle, why did you leave the commander and run away by yourself? Do you still want military pay?

However, there are still Germans who are more honest, and those mercenary captains are honest - according to the old European rules, mercenaries are usually underpaid, except in the Netherlands. So these mercenary captains are the creditors and creditors of the Duke of Villahermosa, how can they let the debtor duke be stabbed to death by the tiger cavalry? He's going to die, who do you ask for a debt? Go to that Marquis of Ascenta? Will he admit it?

In addition, now the market on this side of the New World has changed, and the Aztecs are too powerful!

This New World is too far from God, too close to the Aztecs, and if you still want the Germans to continue to work for New Spain, then you have to add money!

Therefore, the captain of this group of German cuirassiers did not say a word, and surrounded him to protect the duke and escape. But Duke Biahermosa knew that he couldn't lose no matter what, and the national fortunes of the Aztec Republic rose!

If lost, the battle would have become the founding of the Aztec Republic, which would henceforth stand tall on the Mexican plateau and become a nation on the top of the mountains of the entire New World!

And the Spanish kingdom's rule over the colonies of the New World may also enter the countdown.

Because this battle proved that the army of the "old Europe with the white flag" was not invincible here in the New World, and the Indians could not only defeat them, but also achieve an overwhelming victory under the leadership of the Aztec Republic.

This meant that the Aztec Republic would become the spiritual home of all the Indian slaves oppressed by the Spaniards, and that these Indian slaves would no longer be as obedient as they had been, knowing that even the most elite European armies could defeat their homeland.

Duke Villahermosa could already have predicted that the storm of the Indian uprising would sweep across the entire Spanish New World!

And the world empire of Spain. Maybe it will collapse completely in this storm!

"No, I'm not leaving, I'm still fighting!" Duke Villahermosa roared, "God is on the side of the Spaniards, and Spain will win!" ”

"My Duke. The Pope excommunicated the King of Spain! How could God support Spain? Hurry up and run away with us, it's not the first time you've escaped from the battlefield anyway! ”

I don't know which damn German came to say this, and he almost didn't blow up Duke Villahermosa, but before he could have a seizure, another German shouted: "God, our left wing has collapsed. The Aztecs are storming our center! ”

Duke Villahermosa hurried to look in the direction of the left flank of the Spanish army.

Sure enough, there was no longer a shadow of German mercenaries there, and only the thousands of "tiger hats" could be seen forming several columns and rushing towards the center of the Spanish army.

At the same time, the front of the Spanish army in the center was also under great pressure!

Large numbers of Aztec infantry were already approaching from their front, and they were about to engage in a hand-to-hand battle.

The formation of the Spanish infantry in the center, under tremendous pressure, became quite chaotic and seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

Seeing this, Duke Villahermosa, who has a lot of experience in defeating battles, has completely understood - he has been completely defeated.

Spanish World Empire. The edifice will fall!

(End of chapter)