"Hey~"

"Wow~"

"Ah~"

In the chaotic camp, two armies wearing dark green military uniforms, but with different depths of ink, collided fiercely.

As Zhang Xianzhong, who has been active on the east coast of the South American continent all year round, it is most difficult for his troops to obtain supplies from the mainland of the Ming Dynasty. Therefore, Zhang Xianzhong's troops have always been economical with bullets. Moreover, his troops are basically from the grasslands.

Indians, of course these guys will use hot weapons at long distances. But when entering hand-to-hand combat, these guys will put the firearms on their backs, and then take out the tools they are most accustomed to using, such as hatchets,

Weapons such as daggers and sickles are aimed at the enemy.

And this time the opponents they faced were mainly mixed-race people, Indians and blacks who had lived in America for a long time. Therefore, when the two sides fought hand-to-hand, a variety of weapons emerged. The battlefield was even more chaotic.

At the same time, it also highlights the cruelty and bloodiness - after all, the wounds caused by the axe, at least on the outside, look much more shocking than the wounds caused by the bayonet.

"These bastards! They are really stubborn! How many times have I told you to use bayonets? Bayonets kill people much faster than axes and daggers."

"Why did the teacher say that?"

"Hey, political commissar, you've never killed anyone, have you? This bayonet has a blood groove, and it penetrates deep. Once the knife is inserted, no matter where it is inserted in the torso, it will appear to be a wound of one or two centimeters.

But in fact, there will be a lot of bleeding inside the human body, and this kind of bleeding is not easy to stop. Those who have been stabbed will not be able to hold on for a long time. But these axes and daggers, hey! Unless they are directly decapitated or cut their throats, they will not kill

It's much slower to lift a person than a bayonet. But no matter how weak your opponent is, he is still a living person. How can there be so many opportunities to behead and cut throats on the battlefield?!"

"I see. I will solve this problem after this battle is over."

"Then there is the Political Commissar of Labor." Zhang Xianzhong put down the telescope bitterly and said to the messenger next to him: "Has there been any news about the first and second regiments that were put on hold for us?"

"Boss, I haven't received any news from the rear so far."

"Hmm..." stroking his beard on his chin, Zhang Xianzhong murmured to himself: "It shouldn't be, Cromwell's reaction is very fast, how could it be... bad! Isn't this old boy running away?

"

…

Cromwell really ran away.

After waiting for the returning army that morning, Cromwell had more than 16,000 troops - all European soldiers.

Then he led his army into the rain forest.

However, in the dense rain forest, various traps emerged one after another, which caused his soldiers to encounter great troubles - but the traps were nothing. The key was that the Indian soldiers under Zhang Xianzhong laid various ambushes in the jungle, and used black guns to shoot.

Or they might rise up from somewhere in the grass and kill someone.

Such a battle only lasted less than twenty minutes before Cromwell issued an order for the entire army to withdraw from the rainforest: In the wide grasslands or plains, Cromwell was confident that he could rely on the more than 10,000 people in his hands.

, can easily defeat Zhang Xianzhong's 30,000 people. But in this rain forest? This is to use one's own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strong points.

We must withdraw. It seems that our more than 10,000 elite troops will probably suffer huge casualties even if they defeat the opponent's blocking force. Then our side is likely to usher in a victorious return deeper into the rainforest.

Zhang Xianzhong's main force. So what will be the outcome of the battle then? Why bother asking?

Of course, he could also continue to stay in the camp and wait for Zhang Xianzhong to come out of the rain forest: but this is too risky. First, will the supplies carried by his army consume more energy than the other party? Second, according to the report of the returning former army

, the enemy has deployed troops at various mountain passes in the Andes. What if these troops also rush down from the mountains? Then you will be attacked from two sides.

Therefore, we must withdraw, otherwise one mistake will risk the entire army being annihilated.

As for the rear team that should be under siege at this moment? Hey, it is a pity to lose the half-breeds, but those Indians and black slaves? If they die, they will die.

In the rainforest, there are no roads everywhere, but there are roads everywhere. And this is the western edge of the Amazon rainforest, bordering both the Andes and the Pampas. Therefore, it is not difficult to retreat.

After briefly discussing with his officers, reaching an agreement and allocating the rear-end troops, Cromwell asked for a guide, chose another direction, and re-entered the rainforest.

Before the dense canopy of the rainforest completely blocked his sight, he turned around and murmured to the towering Andes: I finally understand. Without sea control, all our efforts in the Americas are in vain.

Raimundo, I wonder if you will reach the city of Lima by now? Well, if you march on such a narrow coastal plain, you probably won’t reach it? In any case, I wish you good luck.

…

Although Zhang Xianzhong captured the rear, Cromwell, who still retained his main force, retreated. On the northern front, Raimondo Montecuccoli's army was still struggling along the narrow Pacific coast plains.

March.

It is really very difficult. Ever since we set out from Quito in October last year, the Chinese fleet has been arrogantly shelling our team along the coastline. And our team only has one ironclad and forty ships.

The American fleet of sailing battleships did not even dare to show their heads.

Raimondo had no choice but to move his army as close to the junction of the Andes Mountains and the coastal plain as possible, and his marching speed was greatly restricted.

In December 1636, Raimundo's army of more than 50,000 men finally arrived less than 30 kilometers away from the city of Lima. The coastal plain area here was much larger, and we could finally do without

I endured harassment from enemy naval guns.

However, the enemy's naval guns are useless. However, the Chinese have built a lot of defenses here, and we still cannot advance smoothly.

He quickly figured out that the commander opposite was his old rival Li Zicheng. He was very familiar with this guy: he was a very capable man, but due to the combat effectiveness of his troops, Li Zicheng was no match for him.

There's nothing more to say, just set up your formation and fight slowly!

After the two sides actually started fighting, Raimondo was pleasantly surprised to find that although the other side was not at a disadvantage in terms of the number of artillery pieces, the skills and proficiency of the other side's soldiers were still insufficient. Therefore, although progress was slow, the Western Army was still

I can make a little progress every day and approach Lima.

Faced with this situation, Li Zicheng, who was in charge of defending the northern front, was also very helpless: he himself was just a one-year crash course graduate of the Royal Military Academy, and he specialized in guerrilla warfare at that time. It would be really difficult for both sides to set up a strong position and fight hard.

Face to face, he is indeed no match for Raimundo.

But there was no other way around it: Sun Chuanting's strategy was to go east and then north. Before defeating Cromwell, Sun Chuanting was unable to give him more support, so he could only carry it on. In short, at that time,

By the end of January 1637, Raimondo was only ten kilometers away from the northern edge of Lima.

…

"Boom~" A cannonball exploded at a very close distance, causing the oil lamp hanging on the roof of a nearby temporary bunker to begin to shake greatly and make a rattling sound.

A hand with fair skin but thick calluses on the front of the middle finger and ring finger stretched out and held the swinging oil lamp steadily.

"Okay, let's continue. My Chinese name is the same as that of Indians. When I was born, my parents had to give me a name that implies my preference. When I reach a certain age, just like you Indians, you will be given a name that implies your preference.

Just like the clan members use nicknames instead of nicknames, we Chinese people will also receive gifts from our teachers and get nicknames. From then on, when others call me, they usually use nicknames. However, in addition to our names and nicknames, we Chinese people also have nicknames.

There is a surname. This surname usually comes from the father. With this thing, everyone's bloodline is very clear."

"Commissar Yan."

"Speaking."

"Aside from making everyone's bloodline clear, does this surname have any other function?"

"This is a good question. Everyone, although China has undergone great changes in recent years due to my emperor's reforms, it is still essentially a society of etiquette and law. The so-called etiquette, you can understand it as systems and rules. We Chinese people follow etiquette.

, with oneself as the core, gradually extending out, to be filial to parents, loyal to the king, respectful to elders, and benevolent to the people... Through the norms of etiquette, we can clearly know what we should do when dealing with different people.

What, how to do it, to what extent... In this way, everyone behaves and does things according to the rules of etiquette, and the order of the entire society will naturally be stable and peaceful.

Of course, etiquette is a very broad concept. It is embodied through various "rites". And what we just mentioned in China is that everyone has a surname, which is a specific expression of "rites". And vice versa.

, because of the surname, the ritual has a basis for implementation."

"Commissar Yan, can we have our own surname?"

"Of course you can. You can choose a surname for yourself based on your life experience, and then let your descendants pass this surname on for you from generation to generation. Or, after you have achieved greater military exploits, you can also apply for our emperor's title.

You give me a surname."

Having said this, Yan Yingyuan raised his hand and looked at his watch: "It's almost there. There are still twenty minutes left before we can go up and rotate the brothers who have been holding on for a day. Let's go back to camp and prepare. I hope we can let Raimondo do it today.

No advance!"

"Please rest assured, political commissar, we will do our best!"

The regiment-level political commissars and battalion-level instructors below all left one after another. Yan Yingyuan packed up his lesson plans and prepared to go to the front line. The person who followed him from Jiangyin County to the Americas was Chen Ming, his former deputy when he was working on the history of Jiangyin.
Chapter completed!