Here, human life has become the least valuable thing.
Countless blood was spilled in front of the cold bastion building, and the corpses gradually stiffened.
The ground was almost covered with internal organs, broken limbs and broken bodies!
boom!!
boom!!
The remaining two artillery pieces fired forward and backward.
With the roar of cannons, a large area of the natives in front of the fortress was cleared away.
Broken limbs and broken arms all over the ground!
The wailing sounds of the seriously injured people who survived were extremely sad.
Just at this moment, the Musketeers finished loading.
Before the natives had time to breathe a sigh of relief, a burst of musket firing sounded in their ears.
The lone wolf watched helplessly as a tribal warrior beside him had half of his skull blown off by the lead bullet fired from the musket.
"ah……"
As a warrior of the tribe, Lone Wolf had never killed anyone, but he had never seen such a horrific scene.
The warriors in the tribe fell to the ground like mowing grass, with countless casualties.
But it can't cause any damage to the enemy!
Finally, just after the second round of fire from the Liberation Army's muskets, the natives finally couldn't bear the casualties and collapsed.
The natives dropped their weapons, screamed and wailed, turned around and fled.
They didn't even dare to stop under the bastion!
However, how could the Liberation Army ask them to leave so easily.
Faced with the generosity of the natives' backs exposed when they fled, the Liberation Army showed no mercy.
Since these natives dare to follow the Spaniards into the mountains to encircle and suppress their Liberation Army, they must be prepared to be completely wiped out by the Liberation Army.
Muskets and artillery were still firing in an orderly manner.
The muskets fired volleys and the artillery roared, forming a complete firepower projection.
The natives kept falling to the ground.
The terrain of the river valley is too narrow, which greatly limits the flow of people.
The defeated natives were unable to escape even if they wanted to, and countless natives crowded at the entrance and exit of the river valley.
Wailing, screaming, and desperately becoming targets for the Liberation Army, they were shot and killed non-stop.
Finally, some of the natives could no longer bear the casualties and jumped into the river, preparing to escape through the river.
However, the water flow in the river is a bit turbulent. If the water quality is good, it can be stabilized, but if the water quality is not good, it will be swept away by the river water.
The lone wolf's legs were trembling, and the fear on his face could no longer be concealed.
The constant sound of gunfire behind him was like the King of Hell demanding his life, and the falling tribal warriors beside him seemed to be telling his fate.
Looking at the crowds of people in front of me, blocking the way.
The lone wolf couldn't stand it any longer. He summoned his cronies and swung his sword at his own people!
I want to fight my way out!
As Lone Wolf and others wielded their knives, the order became increasingly chaotic.
Countless natives brandished knives at their fellow tribesmen around them, and screams and fighting continued.
Under heavy pressure, people can easily lose their minds in order to survive. It is unknown what people who lose their minds will do.
"kill!"
"Kill!"
The blood almost dyed the river in the valley red.
…
Colonel Robin looked at the chaos in the river valley and couldn't help but close his eyes.
Sighed heavily!
It’s so miserable! It’s so miserable!
It is almost possible to conquer a bastion head-on in such a narrow terrain.
The Pampanga natives led by Lone Wolf confirmed this with their blood and lives.
"Colonel, I really can't believe that these rebels were able to build a bastion in such a short period of time!"
"What do we do next?"
Next to Colonel Robin, a handsome and tall man asked.
His name was Rogerev, and after Kayal was captured, he became Colonel Robin's new aide-de-camp.
Rogerev and Kayal have one thing in common, that is, they are handsome.
Combined with the fact that Colonel Robin has been living alone and has no children...
It’s scary to think about it!
Colonel Robin took a deep breath and said.
"Dear Rogerev, now things are in trouble!"
"If you want to conquer a bastion and eliminate the siege, there is almost no way!"
Rojef looked at the chaotic natives and said.
"Your Excellency, Colonel, maybe we can conduct a landing operation through the river, bypass the bastion, and attack their camp directly."
Robin thought for a while, nodded and said.
“You can give it a try!”
"Send someone to help Lone Wolf reorganize his troops!"
"Take inventory and see what their losses are!"
Looking at the battlefield littered with corpses in the distance, Robin was very glad that he used the natives as cannon fodder instead of leading the Spanish soldiers directly.
After a long time, Rojef came back and reported.
"Your Excellency Colonel, in this offensive battle, the indigenous tribes suffered a total of 273 casualties!"
"Most of them were killed in the battle, and only a few of the wounded were rescued. Some were missing and swept away by the river. Whether they were missing or injured, they were unlikely to survive!"
"These 273 people can all be considered dead in battle!"
Robin gasped and his face twitched.
Fortunately, these three hundred dead people were indigenous!
If three hundred Spanish soldiers were killed in a battle and no results were achieved, he, a colonel, would not be able to shoulder the responsibility.
…
In the camp, Zhu Hongyu laughed heartily after receiving the good news from Shi Yongxin.
"Hahaha!"
"That's all the Spaniards do!"
"With a casualty ratio of zero to three hundred, how many more times can the Spaniards launch such an attack?"
Everyone in the hall couldn't help laughing when they heard this.
This 300 casualties was estimated by Shi Yongxin, which may not be accurate, but it is definitely enough to inspire the morale of the military and the people.
Li Guangyuan stood up and asked.
"General, what should we do next?"
"Are you going to kill a few Spaniards to sacrifice the flag?"
Before Zhu Hongyu could speak, Wang Youcai on the side interrupted.
"Kill, of course we must kill, otherwise the Spaniards would think we are easy to bully!"
Hu Dinggao also said.
"General, judging from the future, it would be better to kill all those two to three hundred Hongmao, so that Hongmao will know the fate of those who dare to deceive our Liberation Army."
Li Guangyuan on the side couldn't help but said.
"We can't kill them all. If we kill all the prisoners of war, who will do the hard work? Let our family members do it?"
Hu Dinggao laughed loudly, pointed in the direction outside the valley and said.
"Haha, what kind of problem is this?"
"Aren't they all red hairs there? When this battle is over, we can just catch more!"
Hu Dinggao's tone was full of confidence, as if he no longer took Hong Mao seriously.
We can capture Manila tomorrow, capture Mexico City in the New World the day after tomorrow, and land on the Iberian Peninsula the day after tomorrow and kill all the Spaniards!
Zhu Hongyu didn't let them continue arguing. He raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then spoke.
"Don't kill all the prisoners of war. Just select out the former officers among the prisoners of war and those who don't work well and kill them for sacrifice."
"The others remain locked up!"
"The other thing is to inform the whole army about the results of this war, so that the soldiers can be happy and our children can feel relieved!"
"Red Hair, you can't get in!"
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