On the grassland, thousands of horses galloped and chariots were rampant.
There were gunshots and explosions, gunpowder smoke filled the air, people screamed and horses neighed, and blood flowed like rivers.
Bodies were scattered on the grassland, and ownerless horses were running across the grassland.
Major Matoro didn't care about all this.
His eyes were only fixed on the chariot that drove them like animals, and on the red "Eagle" flag.
Red "Golden Eagle" flag.
Are they really Chileans?
The reason why he had this idea was because the national emblem of Chile has the "Great Condor of South America".
Matoro mistook the "suzaku" on the flag for the "Great South American Condor".
But no matter what, one thing that is certain is that he was timid.
When those four-armed chariots rushed towards them, he retreated.
He escaped when the bullets fired from the four-armed chariot.
Facing the approaching enemy, he surrendered.
"Surrender, fortunately, Chileans...well, they are also civilized people!"
As Matoro surrendered, the remaining Gaucho cavalry raised their hands and jumped off their horses.
Surrender!
Finally, the thunder of thousands of horses galloping on the grassland stopped.
The galloping chariot stopped. Looking at the dusty faces on the chariot, Matoro said in shock.
"You are not Chilean? Who are you?"
They are all... barbarians!
But if they are barbarians, why are they wearing the same military uniform?
Looking at Matoro being escorted over, even though he was a little confused that he did not die on the battlefield like in the simulator, Zhu Xianhai still sneered in his heart.
"You have today too!"
"What?"
Major Matoro looked at the Indian in confusion. Did he know him?
Looking at the strange-looking uniforms they were wearing, he still harbored a glimmer of hope.
"Sir, I think we should end this in a civilized way."
After saying that, he stood at attention, adjusted his military uniform, and then respectfully took off his saber.
"Sir, I am Major Matoro Jose of the Provincial Army of Buenos Aires Province. This is my command knife. Please allow me to surrender to you."
Seeing Major Matoro holding out his command sword with both hands, Zhu Xianhai frowned and said doubtfully.
"You..., you said you are the Provincial Army of Buenos Aires Province,"
Then he turned his eyes to the Gauchos and said with pretense of doubt.
"You are all Buenos Aires Provincial Army?"
"Well?"
The other party's question caused a cloud of question marks to pop up in Matoro's heart.
"Sir, you, what do you mean?!"
"Aren't you... Mapuche?"
Zhu Xianhai asked rhetorically.
"What!"
Matoro's eyes widened.
"First of all, sir, what are you talking about? Of course I am not a Mapuche. I am a major in the provincial army. I led the troops to fight with the Mapuche all the way. How can I be a Mapuche?
Sir, look at my appearance..."
There were countless questions in Matoro's mind, and he was completely confused.
There seems to be something wrong with the development of things. Why do they think they are Mapuche people? In terms of appearance, you look more like Mapuche people, okay?
"Ah... you are really the provincial army!"
Zhu Xianhai looked at the Gauchos.
"The truth is that they are Mapuche people. Mr. Major, I say... this is a misunderstanding. Do you believe it?"
Misunderstand!
Matoro was dumbfounded. He looked at the corpses all over the place and felt a mixed feeling in his heart.
I misunderstood your sister!
The five hundred Gaucho cavalry have basically died in your hands. It's better now. What misunderstanding are you talking about? Is there such a misunderstanding?
"I...I believe it!"
Seeing Matoro's expression as if his biological father had died, Zhu Xianhai felt proud in his heart.
What is a big fist is reason!
This is!
Misunderstanding, do you believe me when I say this is a misunderstanding?
Believe it or not? Is there any way you can help me?
Matoro didn't know whether others would believe it, but he was willing to believe it, not just because he wanted to live, but more importantly because he wanted to keep his position.
Perhaps given the current situation, it is impossible for him to add one or two stars to his military rank, but this does not prevent him from surviving. As for whether it is a true misunderstanding, does it matter?
It's not important at all.
As long as you can survive, anything is possible.
"Sir, who are you?"
Matoro asked doubtfully.
"I am the owner of America Company, Steven Chu!"
Zhu Xianhai said.
"My company opened up a settlement here. A few months ago, it was attacked by the Mapuche people. When we learned that the Mapuche people were passing through here, I came over immediately, and then, hey,
I'm sorry for what happened. All I can say is that anything can happen on the battlefield, what do you think? Major."
What can I say?
Matoro responded bitterly,
"Yes, God bless, it was just a misunderstanding."
God bless me, I survived.
Looking at Matoro's appearance, at this moment, Zhu Xianhai finally let go and finally made peace with that "Sims".
God knows, this guy is his own murderer.
Today, I finally got my revenge!
As for why you want to keep this guy alive, it's because he is more useful alive. Although this guy is just a flatterer, this flatterer has won Mitre's trust, and he will definitely do something for his own benefit.
Some of these things are extremely beneficial to Nanhua.
Sometimes, exposing oneself to the sun is not a bad thing. Moreover, the current situation is no longer up to his choice. Even if he kills Matoro, those fleeing Gauchos will also expose their existence to the world.
in front of.
Then what?
In the next few months, Nanhua was fully exposed to the world. In the simulator, although it took some twists and turns, the results were pretty good. Even far beyond his expectations.
"Yes, the misunderstanding has been eliminated, then we have one more thing to do now."
Zhu Xianhai said with a smile.
"Major, since the misunderstanding has occurred, the only thing left is to eliminate the misunderstanding. Well..."
After thinking about it, Zhu Xianhai said.
"I will immediately send the company's escort team to attack those Mapuche people. God knows how this misunderstanding happened. Don't worry, I will definitely destroy those Mapuche people so that they will never dare to attack us again.