Chapter Seventy-One: Half-Life

Zachary Taylor tore the war reports from Washington to shreds.

"We were deceived! Albuquerque Fortress only has a bunch of! Tasan Anna's main force had already moved south, and at this time they were besieging the port of Veracruz.

General Winfield's forces are in danger, but if we take Fort Albuquerque, we can control all of New Mexico! ”

The adjutant on the side, Narus, also pandered: "That's right! Then the Mexicans will have to sit down at the negotiating table with us. ”

"The siege of Veracruz is self-defeating!"

"The Austrians in California must surrender too!"

"You'll be in the White House then!"

But now there's a question of how to take the Albuquerque Fort. Only by eliminating this thorn in the flesh can we plunder the land of Mexico "more, faster, better, and more economically".

According to intelligence, the Albuquerque fortress had at most 20,000 Mexican troops, and the Rio Grande military camp had more than 100,000 American troops, at least five times the strength of the opposing side, and new recruits were constantly arriving.

But there is one problem, and that is the rampant yellow fever. Let the disease continue to spread, and even if there are more troops, they will be dragged down by the other side sooner or later.

Thinking of this, Zachary Taylor thought of a good way to reuse waste, and that was to let those sick soldiers go to siege the city and use it as cannon fodder.

This would test the Mexicans' firepower, consume their ammunition, and reduce the army's sickness at the very least, while saving food and medicine.

On the other hand, there were less than 8,000 troops in the Albuquerque fortress, but there were enough food and gunpowder.

Diego's black clothes allowed him to blend in with the night in the city, but his face was full of sorrow and longing.

This is the first time in nearly three months that the US military camp has moved forward. With such a large-scale move, it seems that the Americans have discovered the fact that the main forces of the Mexican army are not there.

Diego did not know the situation at this time, and the Mexican army's communications had long been cut off. His agreement with Tasan Anna was that after the rebels had been eliminated, the Negro Corps would be able to evacuate Fort Albuquerque and retreat to Juarez.

Wait for Tasan Anna's main force to return to New Mexico in one fell swoop.

However, Diego knew that if he withdrew from the Albuquerque Fortress, the northern part of Mexico would be completely lost, and there would be no chance of recovering it.

Then the black general made the brutal decision to deceive his legions into holding the Albuquerque fortress and leaving the flames of a counteroffensive for Mexico.

But the lack of news for so long has made Diego a little worried, because there are few white generals in His Excellency the President who think about Mexico, they will only fight for power, and they should be killed at the meeting!

At the same time, the black general also had a thirst for battle and a thirst for death, and Diego was once invincible as a gladiator, killing whites, blacks, Indians, North American wolves, jaguars, lions, and even large brown bears.

It's just that Diego didn't have the courage to be Spartacus, he succumbed to the force of the white man, and killed his father, brother, and friends in order to survive.

It wasn't until Tasan Anna's army reached Texas and released him from the cage and declared that the slaves were no longer anyone's property.

Rather, it is a citizen of Mexico who has equal citizenship rights with whites, Indians, and mestizos, as well as the obligation to pay taxes and serve in the military.

Tasan Anna also gave them land and property of slave owners who had fled or died, and even lent them food and seeds so that they could continue to produce.

So at San Jacinto, the three hundred black soldiers used their flesh and blood to block Sam Houston's charge, and they stood still as if they were black boulders as the Mexican army retreated like a torrent.

Only twenty-three members of the Black Legion survived that war, and Diego was one of them. From that day on, he was no longer called "Bone Crusher" nor "George" or "Jacob", he was called Diego, which means courage.

George and Jacob were common names for high-ranking black slaves at the time.

July 2, 1844.

The Battle for the Forts of Albuquerque begins.

A large number of American troops, who had only half a life left, were driven into the battlefield, and the deputy commander Diego shouted excitedly.

"We are warriors on the battlefield of life,

We are not afraid of death,

We take it as a necessary sacrifice.

Mother Earth protects us,

Attack the enemy in the sky.

Even if it is broken, it will tear the flesh and blood of the enemy."

An old African war song sounded again, and no one knew when it was written or why it was circulated, only that they had to fight until death came.

The artillery of the Albuquerque fortress was far inferior to that of Mexico City and was not at all an opponent of the American artillery.

However, they never intended to shoot at each other, because if they wanted to capture the fortress, they would have to send infantry to attack the city.

So the artillery of the Albuquerque fortress had long been hiding, and although the shelling of the American army was very enjoyable, it did not cause much damage to the defenders.

The commander of the front line was even more anxious, and after the artillery bombardment was over, he ordered the remnants to attack. The American soldiers, half-dead from yellow fever, crossed the Rio Grande in trepidation.

Just as they were about to line up and attack, the artillery batteries on the city wall immediately rumbled, and countless shotguns swept down the closest remnants of the American army, and then the defenders began to exert their strength.

Round after round of gunfire soon broke the morale of these seriously ill American troops.

When these people tried to flee back to the other side of the river, they found that the Overseers had been waiting for a long time, and the remnants had to return to the tidal flat positions again.

However, this was no different from sending them to their deaths, and the tentative assault was not over until the last remnant of the American army was killed by the Overseers.

In fact, the number of kills of the U.S. military overseers may be higher than that of the Mexican side.

This was followed by targeted fire from U.S. artillery, with the goal of destroying the batteries that had just come to prominence.

At this time, the defenders in the fortress all looked at each other, and they found that these American troops were much weaker than they imagined, and the feelings that were ready to die generously just now seemed to be brewing in vain.

Diego: "Hey, Diego. With this bunch of guys outside, I feel like we're going to be able to eat until we run out of food. Judging by the way these people walk, maybe we won't be able to climb in even if we have prepared a ladder for them. ”

Diego: "! Stop it! I now think we should rush out and drive them back across the river. ”

Diego: "What a good idea! ”

Diego: "Idiot, there are at least tens of thousands of people on the other side!" Honestly guard me, no one is allowed to go out! Call me the cavalry captain! ”

On the other side of the river, Zachary Taylor's officers touted the commander's tactics, and it was a stroke of genius to find out the Mexicans' firepower at the cost of just a few hundred soldiers.

"Go on the offensive! We're going to spend the night across the river today! ”

"Yes! Your Excellency the Commander. ”

Then another group of coughing American troops advanced and crossed the Rio Grande towards Albuquerque Fortress.

Once again, these people were consumed by the relentless fire of war, in exchange for more accurate artillery shelling by the American army.

A feeling of sadness spread among the remnants of the American army.

(End of chapter)