The Spanish cavalry were going to their station, which was forty miles to the south, and to be precise, the two barracks where they were stationing a company were called barracks.

This is named according to the name of the Incas, because the construction of these two wooden villages is the Incas, although the designer is a Spanish veteran, but from logging to construction are from the South American Incas credit, the distance between the military station is also the habit of the Incas, forty miles.

Not only did they build a military station every forty miles, but they also planned for the Incas to lay a six- to eight-meter-wide road between each station as they did in South America, and set up a post station every two miles to station messengers from the Incas - the Inca messengers were the best in the world, and they could relay information to 400 kilometers in 24 hours under the good road conditions of the Inca Empire in South America.

In ancient Rome, people used this method to transmit information at speeds of 300 kilometers a day.

Twenty-four hours, a thousand-kilometer relay, four hundred kilometers, the Inca heralds ran fast one by one.

In fact, when the Spaniards included this land in the scope of the king's rule, it was relatively not too bad for the colonized, and it was not bad in the king's regulations, but when it came to specific practice, it depended on whether the executor was good or bad.

Presumably...... Schrödinger's not too bad?

In short, a considerable number of Incas were used by the Spaniards after their conquest, planting, mining, and working for them to death.

This place was very close to what would become San Francisco, where the Spaniards passed in 1542, and 1,500 miles further south was what would become Los Angeles, which was called the "Kingdom of Heaven" and "the City of God."

In fact, there were no people in the city of God, and even San Francisco was just a temporary boat harbor built by the Spaniards.

The five Spanish cavalry did not pray for God's favor, they just wanted to reach the military station forty miles away as soon as possible, and gather the half company to come by boat.

They are all veterans from South America, and each has a lot of experience fighting Native Americans, but that doesn't mean they aren't nervous or panicked.

As in the past, they were always faced with this situation of being surrounded by ten or even a hundred times the number of enemy troops in the mountains and fields, even though they won more and lost less—but they were afraid and panicked every time.

A strong enemy is not terrible, and if it is surrounded by scoundrel-like Englishmen, or arrogant French, there is nothing to scrutinize about, and no one will survive anyway, no matter what the outcome is.

The valiant nobles of the peninsula will fight until the last moment, and they will meet the Father with great honor.

Isn't it the case to fight a war with Native Americans, tens of thousands of people besieging more than a hundred people, are you afraid?

But whenever they have a camp or stone village, and they don't die for a long time, this is actually even more frightening.

There is nothing to be afraid of if the entire company or even the entire corps dies together, but this obsidian machete can't break the armor, and the arrows made of stone bones can't break the helmet, and death has become a probable event, which is very frightening.

In the great sieges of South America, there were usually only two outcomes: either the besieging company or regiment was completely wiped out or routed, or a few people were killed at all, and the result mostly depended on whether the camp was burned or not.

This changed a little after some aborigines learned to ride horses and discharge guns.

The war horse with a firearm and a bow and arrow was lying on the ground, and the helmet of its owner Hulan was placed aside, and Hulan, who was neither a Han nor a wolf, was lying on the ground, his ears were tightly attached to the ground.

Despite his standard movements and serious expression, it was not he who heard the movement first, but the cavalry who was ambushing on the other side of the hill with a hidden figure.

They used the traditional voice of the Mongols to communicate with heaven and earth for hundreds of years to convey the message, and used their throats to make the sounds of forests and waterfalls.

This signal meant that his men heard the sound of horses' hooves.

They are adept at producing sheep, horses, camels, waterfalls, forests, grasslands, and even ethereal, long, call-like overtones.

Hulan felt that in the future, the Mongols might be able to simulate the sound of the waves of the sea, because if he stood here, the Son of Heaven would reward him with the land here, and the Mongols would soon get the sea.

Maybe he could become a naval admiral in the future?

There was no time to continue the delusion, Hulan, who was bowing down, raised his hand and slapped it to the side of his ear, because it was close to the ground and stained with the floating soil with hair rings, he could already hear the sound of galloping horses' hooves, even if he didn't look at him from a small dirt slope, he could distinguish it clearly.

Five horses!

Magui's order was that the Spanish cavalry had passed through here, and now it had passed.

Magui's order was that the Spanish cavalry should not exceed five horsemen, and now it is exactly five.

Scold!

The flint ignited the fire rope and inserted it into the fire bolt, the Ming Bian military helmet was buckled on his head, and the half-kneeling Hulan raised his hand to make a gesture to the rider beside him.

'! ’

To his left, nine horsemen were hidden at a distance of a hundred paces.

The sound of horses' hooves got closer and closer, and suddenly there was a whistling, and more than a dozen Mongolian riders and their war horses suddenly stood up from the bottom of the hillside, and the Mongolian war horses neighed in this land that did not belong to them!

The galloping Spanish cavalry suddenly heard the neighing of the horse, and thought it was a coincidence of their own cavalry, and the next moment they heard a low whistling sound like an inexplicable 'woo' mixed with a whistle sound from all directions, which seemed to pull them into the grassland-like exotic sound.

Immediately after this sound, a Mongolian cavalry dressed in red cloth and iron armor rushed out with bows, and several feathered arrows were shot in the face, and in the blink of an eye, a cavalryman was hit in the face and fell off his horse from the sky.

The other four cavalrymen were also frightened by the sudden change, and only then did they react to each of them holding spears or drawing long swords to make a battle appearance, among which the cavalryman who looked like a squad leader also took out a short musket with a strange appearance from his waist, and raised his hand to release two shots one after another.

The first shot was extremely accurate at a distance of more than ten paces, and a Mongolian cavalryman drew his saber and was about to charge after releasing his arrow, when his mount was killed by a single shot, and the man also dismounted.

In the panic of being surrounded, the Spanish cavalry captain only focused on firing his gun, and the second shot was completely in the smoke of gunpowder, and could only fire the gun according to the sound, and did not hit the fallen rider.

This was part of the reason why the early pistols were short-lived, as the smoke of gunpowder would reduce the effectiveness of the charge, especially the cavalry hedge.

It's just that people at this time haven't summarized yet, just like Hulan, who is holding a fire gun, doesn't understand this truth.

Bang!

With the smoke of gunpowder, Hulan raised his fire and rushed over, only to find that he had been hollowed out, the cavalryman had already been knocked off his horse by a gun, but the spear of a Spanish cavalryman almost grazed his body, and the wrong horse startled him into a cold sweat.

Two spears to be exact, one of the horsemen was shot in the eye during the charge, and in a neighing dismount.

As soon as he dragged his broken leg to his feet, the Mongol cavalry on a pony galloped past him, waving a six-petal iron leaf bone and gently tapping it on his helmet.

As for the only remaining Spanish lancer who passed by the wrong horse beside Hulan, he didn't have much luck, and Hulan, who dropped the firecracker, threw it backwards with his consciousness and lasso, and then heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground as soon as his hand sank.

At that moment, the Mongolian captain, who was not a wolf, had an extremely surprised expression - he didn't expect to be trapped!

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