At the same time as the stone fortress collapsed, hundreds of Mapuche cavalry swarmed up. They fought without any rules at all. They were just at the level of villagers fighting against each other. However, with their numerical advantage and passion (bravery),
These Mapuche people still captured the fortress easily.
After Martin and the soldiers and civilians in the fortress surrendered one after another, the Mapuche people impaled their bodies without hesitation. As the women begged, they were seized by the Mapuche people on their horses.
However, all this seemed to have nothing to do with Zhu Xianhai. He was just discussing the next battle with his staff officers.
Of course, those officers from all over Europe also remained silent. At most, they only expressed euphemistically that the Mapuche people should be more tightly controlled to maintain the combat effectiveness of the troops.
"Discipline brings strength, and strength brings victory!"
Zhu Xianhai agreed.
"Major, after this battle is over, I will give you 2,000 people, and you will be responsible for training them. What I need is a modern cavalry..."
After thinking about it, Zhu Xianhai said.
"Whether it's a lancer or a Cossack-style cavalry, in short, I leave it to you!"
The 2,000 people were just the beginning, the beginning of taking away Mapuche's "military power". In fact, for those dozen chiefs and the Mapuche tribe, Zhu Xianhai had at least a hundred ways to turn them into his vassals. After all, no matter what
Whether it is the Ming Dynasty's chieftain system in the southwest, the Manchus' taming of the Mongols, or the East India Company's system of managing princes, they are all quite effective and useful. You just need to bring them.
The so-called King of Araucania and Patagonia is just a title. But this title is not bad either.
"By the grace of God, the king and dictator of South China, Araucania, Patagonia, Chile, and Argentina..."
Maybe, it can be longer!
…
In his pride, in order to bring himself more titles, Zhu Xianhai jumped on the horse, raised his whip, and said.
"Okay, gentlemen..."
After a pause, Zhu Xianhai said.
“the die is cast!”
The die has been thrown, that's it!
At this moment, the expressions of Bellucci, Heisenberg and others all became solemn. They did not know the mood of the people who stood behind Caesar when they crossed the Rubicon River, but generally they could understand him.
It lifted the mood of the Romans around him.
"Now...it's time to enter the customs!"
Enter the customs, enter the customs!
Next up is San Diego!
At this moment, Zhu Xianhai's heart was hot and full of desire...
Enter the customs!
"Damn savages!"
Seeing the Mapuche army crossing the Bio-Bio River in mighty force, General Rodríguez felt like he was mourning for his heir. While cursing, he lamented in his heart.
"The barbarians are coming!"
…
Like all Indians, Asé was a farmer. In fact, in 1860, more than 80% of the 1.5 million Chileans lived in rural areas, and less than 300,000 lived in cities. In the countryside,
The large estates and churches were dominant, and they controlled land and other property. Except for a small number of white people, the vast majority of Indians were just tenant farmers of the large estates and churches.
Asai, of course, is also a tenant farmer. His grandfather and his father are both tenant farmers. As for the future, his son will also be a tenant farmer. The same is true for other people in the village. They are born to farm for the church. The kind priest
I will also pray for them on weekends.
During these days in Fu, Jose was very happy and contented.
As before, when he was working in the fields, a group of Indian knights broke into the village. As soon as these bandit-like guys broke in and suppressed him, they went straight to the church.
"A robber, a robber!"
Jose shouted in horror.
Frightened shouts echoed in the village. Men and women all looked at these robbers in horror.
The robbers did not stop even in front of the church, but rode directly into the church and went straight to the altar of the church, where there were crosses, lampstands and other valuable objects made of gold and silver.
When others rushed into the church and prepared to move these things, Kasan had already rode to the back of the church, to the room where the priest lived. Through the door, he seemed to hear the boy's sobbing. When he kicked the door open, he
I saw the naked priest and the sobbing boy beneath him.
Father Anthony opened his eyes wide and looked at the intruder in disbelief.
"Barbarians, this is the temple of God, aren't you afraid of being punished?"
"God! If there really is a God, how could he allow you to commit such evil deeds!"
He rushed forward and kicked the priest to the ground. Then he grabbed the priest who was as fat as a white-skinned pig. Kasan looked at him and said.
"Let everyone see, this is what the priest did!"
Anthony, who was being dragged by Cassan, just kept praying.
"Hey, Indian, I can pay you, a lot of money, five hundred pesos, or a thousand pesos..."
Anthony, who was completely naked, no longer had the kindness on his face that the priest had in the past. He just kept praying and begging him to let him go.
When the naked priest was dragged out, many people in the village came to the church. Jose was also in the crowd. When he saw the priest's appearance, he couldn't help but pity.
"Sir, he is a priest. Please have mercy on him and give him some clothes, for God's sake."
The women also prayed for the priest one after another. In their opinion, this was simply an atrocity. How could they treat the kind priest like this?
"He deserves to be kind!"
Kasan sneered as he threw Anthony in front of everyone.
"I don't believe in that god! Father, tell everyone what you have done!"
"me……"
Anthony, who looked pale, looked at Kasan in fear. When he tried to cover his lower body with his hands, Kasan said loudly.
"Tell everyone what you just did to that child!"
As soon as Kasan's words fell, he immediately caused a sensation among the villagers. Among the people whispering to each other, some people's expressions suddenly changed. The same was true for Jose. He thought of his son, who had become silent a few months ago.
Yu's son suddenly turned pale.
Could it be...
Pablo, who was standing in the crowd, rushed forward, grabbed the priest, and shouted loudly.
"You, what did you do to my son!"
"What have you done!"
"It's Pablo's son!"
"His son is in the choir..."
"Forgive me, Pablo, I, I..."
Anthony prayed with tears on his face.
"dad……"
At this time, a boy walked out with difficulty.
At this moment, Pablo's eyes were filled with despair, but even more angry.
"You damn guy!"
In anger, Pablo grabbed a stone from the ground and hit the priest on the head.
Anthony, whose head was smashed and bleeding, screamed and cried at first, but in the end, he seemed to get angry.
"Damn barbarians, you uneducated barbarians, I... am teaching... to be grateful to God... and to wash away... sins for Him!"
His roar was met with anger from the people. Amidst the angry roars of the people, stones flew and hit the statue of Antony. Soon, his whole body was smashed into a pile of rotten flesh.
Seeing this scene in front of him, Kasan did not stop it. He even took out the account books and IOUs from the church, and then shouted loudly.
"Indians, this is a debt owed by the church. Today, we will not only burn it all, but also return the land here - the land that belongs to you, to you,"
Kasan shouted amid the fire of account books and IOUs.
"Indians, today we will return to you everything that the white people have taken away..."