San Luis City, Mexico.

With a loud bang that shook the sky, the tall city gate shattered.

José Apte's rebels, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed in, and the soldiers roared excitedly like a pack of wild beasts hunting.

The soldiers and civilians of the city had long since lost their fighting spirit, and either knelt down and prayed and begged for God's protection, or simply scurried around like frightened beasts.

The rebels showed no mercy to the lambs to the slaughter, burning, killing, looting, and wantonly indulged in the evils of human nature.

Mexico's second most prosperous city, the land of Joaquín de Herrera's regime, has now turned into purgatory.

The rebels went from house to house looting and purging, and whether the owner of the house resisted or not, they would suffer the same fate.

It's a blessing to be killed by a rifle at this moment, and the atrocities going on in the city are countless, and the cypress trees are covered with corpses of all kinds like "Christmas trees".

The bloodstains dragged out of the ground made the scene even more eerie, as if the followers of the evil gods were performing terrifying sacrifices.

Those who hid in their houses were burned to death, those who hid in wells were buried alive, and those who were captured alive were subjected to even more horrific atrocities, being put on stakes, dragged by horses on the road, or thrown into cauldrons and boiled alive.

The fate of women and children is even more tragic, with few survivors of the atrocities.

Joaquín de Herrera was barricaded in his home, his guards and Swiss mercenaries putting up their last stands.

Joaquín de Herrera was still fantasizing about negotiations, after all, he was the president of New Mexico, and Jose Apte was just his deputy.

But the reality is that these rebels don't care who he is, they just want money and women. Despite the strength of the rebels, no one wanted to fight Joaquín de Herrera's forces head-on.

The battle was not fierce, the two sides were firing from behind cover at a distance of several hundred meters, and there was no heavy firepower, and in terms of the hit rate of rifles (front-loading smoothbore guns) at that time, it was almost a miracle to be able to hit.

José Apte soon learned that Joaquín de Herrera's mansion had been under siege for a long time, and that the latter was still alive because of the former's heart, after all, the latter was nominally the "president".

Therefore, José Apte personally led the army to force the palace, and under the drive of the warlords, the attack finally improved.

"Herrera, surrender!" The smug Jose Apter wanted to humiliate his old "friend".

But what he didn't expect was that this gave the other party a chance. Joaquín de Herrera is the kind of person who is good at seizing opportunities.

"Don't think! Jose Apter, you lackey of Tasan Anna! ”

José Apt laughed when he heard this, but he didn't realize the seriousness of the matter.

"You talk nonsense! Obviously they didn't give us supplies, and they let us die! You liar! ”

"I'm not talking nonsense! Brothers in Mexico! You've all been deceived by this guy Jose Apter! He took all the supplies I gave you! ”

Joaquín de Herrera analyzed the reasons for the mutiny in a very short time and poured dirty water on José Apte, but it was not difficult, after all, he caused all this.

"You liar! You're still talking nonsense, go on the offensive, I'm going to capture him alive and hang him on the spire of St. Louis Cathedral! ”

Jose Apter looked annoyed and angry, but he seemed unconfident.

Joaquín de Herrera seized the opportunity to add fuel to the fire.

"Now it's the heroes of New Mexico who give up the darkness and turn to the light, and they can get ten pesos! Whoever kills José Apter, a traitor, will reward him with a million pesos and make him vice president of New Mexico! ”

Soon Jose Apt went from being angry to being furious.

"What are you waiting for! Don't rush me yet? ”

However, his soldiers hesitated, after all, the assault was deadly, and the officers found that it would not be difficult to kill José Apter.

So an officer pointed his gun at his immediate boss with the dream of making a fortune, but fortunately, José Apter was the first to draw his gun and kill the soldier who was about to fight back.

However, the fight threw the rebels into chaos, and the bounty offered by José Apt and Joaquín de Ere's La added a bit of comical color to the battle.

In the port of Veracruz, U.S. supplies and recruits were arriving shipwhen, and Lieutenant General Winfield Scott was enjoying himself in his makeshift command post, completely unheeded by President John Taylor's repeated urgings.

Winfield felt that the war was already a sure victory, and there was no need to continue to add unnecessary sacrifices. And in order to completely occupy Mexico, it is naturally necessary to let their own people first internal friction, and the more Mexicans die, the easier it will be to rule.

In addition, Winfield is at odds with Zachary Taylor, who is in charge of the Rio Grande, and they are rivals, so the former hopes that he can be the one to be the final word in the Mexican-American War, thus overpowering the latter.

Winfield is even planning where to grow in Mexico, and what is suitable for a city, a port, and a city

At this moment, a herald ran in in a panic.

"Report, Your Excellency, Commander. St. Louis City is over! ”

The lieutenant general looked at the panicked soldier and asked with some confusion.

"What's there to panic about?"

"Mexicans are coming in our direction!" The herald replied.

Winfield shook his head, he didn't think it was anything, Jose Apt killed Joaquín de Herrera to inherit his position, and he needed the support of the United States, and Winfield had already prepared the contact and the relevant personnel.

"Don't bother me with this kind of thing, I don't want to hear anything other than the president's orders."

"Yes! Your Excellency the Commander. ”

After the herald left, Winfield walked over to the chessboard to pass the time by playing with himself.

Colonel Carter, who had been sent to negotiate with the Mexican Army, said to his men.

"Our actions today will determine where the North American continent ultimately belongs, and history will remember us. Cheer up! Show those Mexicans what the American spirit is! ”

However, the Mexican cavalry from afar did not seem to slow down, but Colonel Carter and his men were convinced that it was just a bluff.

Then the Mexican cavalry stepped over the American troops.

"General Jimmy, what happened to those Americans just now? Are they going to surrender? Or is it some special tactic? I've heard that the Tataru tribe has a kind of witchcraft that summons a beast called Wendigo, and it seems like it needs to stand still like this."

"How do I know? I've long since stopped being an American! And the Tataru tribe is Canadian! Don't guess, our task is to disrupt the deployment of U.S. troops as much as possible before the president's army arrives. ”

(End of chapter)