In the gorge named the South Valley Road by the Ming army, the New Spanish army led by Bernal was beaten badly.

When he led 3,000 remnants of his army to approach Mexico from the west, he was attacked by the aborigines, but the emaciated camels were bigger than the horses, and they always had a way of cleaning up the aborigines, just as the soldiers of New Spain were born to feel short when they saw the Ming army, and the aboriginal army was also afraid of them like jackals, tigers and leopards.

As the war-torn soldiers disbanded and returned home on the shores of a lake outside the city, they realized that Mexico City was no longer what it had been when they had left.

At the ferry, three wooden planks were crucified and stood upside down on the side of the road, and three aborigines were stripped naked and crucified on them, supposedly because of their involvement in the rebellion, and the tall wild dogs licked the already brown dirt on the ground, and let out a restless roar in their throats.

When he saw someone passing by, he was scared away by the tail of the stone thrown by the soldier.

The towering cathedral inside the city smoked green smoke, and the aborigines who revolted after the departure of the Ming army occupied everything in the city.

They killed alleged unclean hybrids, dissected slave owners and prisoners of war, and offered their hearts to Quetzalcoatl, hoping to give the gods the strength to fight the night, but war and smallpox prevented the disconnected natives from finding even a decent priest.

They rallied all the Aztec nobles and tried to reorganize their armies, but none of the pure-blooded Aztec nobles had undergone the same systematic military studies as they had done fifty years ago and two hundred years earlier.

They had no officials, no officers, no priests, no emperors, only one slave after another, and the saddest thing was that their hieroglyphics were destroyed by the language of the Spaniards, and even the oldest of all the villages could not read the books of the past.

In the days after the Ming general Zeng Xishun led his troops to leave their homeland, they frantically destroyed everything that the Spaniards had imposed on them, like a praying mantis trying to stop the wheel of time and pull the city back to fifty years ago.

pulled back to the original state when the emperor was still there, but the more he struggled, the more confused he became.

They do not know where they come from, they do not know where they are going.

Word of mouth, the sad hymn of escaping the plague and guns was sung in every corner of the city in the middle of the night.

"Are we really alive on earth?

will not live forever; Just a short stay.

Even jade, even gold, is crushed, even the feathers of the god Ketezar are torn to pieces.

will not live forever; Just a short stay. ”

When Duke Alva crossed the Great Lakes to Mexico City with an army of 10,000 tigers and wolves from the Old World, the indigenous people's dream of rebuilding the Aztecs was really only a short stay.

The aborigines who rose up to resist were unorganized, they were drowned in the river, killed in the streets, and in only two hours the chaos was cleared by the Duke of Alva, one by one the leaders who rose up were killed and imprisoned, and the aboriginal warriors who tried to attack Zeng Xishun were once again shackled to repair the cathedral they had burned.

The Doge's Palace, next to the Place de la Armité, the looted gold and silver ornaments were once again placed in their place, even more crowded than before, and Duke Alva, who was sitting next to the balcony with a wine glass, heard the sound of the door opening, and did not look back: "Report. ”

Bernal was pursued by the Ming cavalry for thirty miles, and he didn't even have time to wash his face along the way, and as the main general, he was covered with blood, and he heard that the Duke of Alva led the army into Mexico City, and he wanted to go home to wash his face and see him again, but he didn't expect that his family members were kicked out of the governor's palace by Alva.

He swallowed, bowed his head, and said: "Heavy losses, the flight of the knights on the right flank from the West Indies has led to the rout of the whole army......"

Duke Alva turned his head and looked at the young general who had made a name for himself in the Peruvian war for nearly a decade, and rebuked: "If you lose, you lose, you don't have to blame others." ”

"I did not expect to meet you in such a situation, I already know what you have done, and His Majesty will soon know that you will become a celebrity."

The old duke, whose cheek muscles fell slightly because of his age, made a conclusive statement lightly, and then proved his point with a lengthy argument.

"Twenty-four years ago, in the Battle of Marchiano, the coalition army with 18,500 troops against the French and Sienese coalition forces of 15,000 men, at the cost of 200 casualties, inflicted 8,000 losses on the French."

"Twenty-one years ago, in the Battle of Saint-Quentin, we used 10,000 men against the French army of 24,500, and at the cost of 200 men in exchange for 14,000 losses in France."

"Twenty years ago, at Grafland, when eighteen thousand versus fourteen thousand, we lost three hundred, and the enemy was almost completely annihilated, and that was a wonderful battle before the Count of Egmont was beheaded by me on charges of treason."

"Ten years ago, the two battles of Jemingen and Jordogne, which I commanded, had fifteen thousand and twenty-one thousand five hundred men respectively, and I remember very well that the enemies were Louis of Nassau and William the Silent respectively, and the rebels in the Netherlands increased from twelve thousand to thirty thousand, and we routed them at the cost of three hundred and twenty men respectively."

Looking back, the Duke of Alva has a memory on his face: "The era of Spanish domination of the world came from the invincibility of our army, and no one dared to fight against us...... Sir Bernal, can you tell me what made the heroic and invincible Spanish warrior the soft-footed shrimp of the New World? ”

"According to reliable statistics, since the landing of the Ming army, which lasted throughout the spring campaign, you drove out the governor as the commander of the legion, mobilized three Mexican legions, urgently conscripted three natives, three thousand mercenaries, one hundred and seventy-five knights and twenty-three conquistadors, a total of 23,000 men from the West Indies, into the war."

"Declaring war when you shouldn't, defending when you shouldn't, attacking when you shouldn't, burying almost all of the country's veterans in New Spain, and trying to gather the nine thousand soldiers of Peru here as well—are you a general under Chen Mu?"

Bernal was said to be so embarrassed that he didn't want to live any longer.

What do you mean that he is a general under Chen Mu?

In the entire New World, he is obviously the only one who firmly resists the invasion of the Ming army!

"Ming Army...... With the reinforcements of Lord Alva, you will definitely be able to defeat the Ming army! ”

"Yes, if you hadn't declared war without authorization, at this time we could have driven the Ming army into the sea to feed the fish in one fell swoop, single now?"

Duke Alva stood up, looked at Bernal and shook his head slightly, and then raised his head slightly: "If I don't hand you over to Chen Mu to calm his anger, it's all I can do for you in the end, go to Havana from the east coast, your ship is waiting for you there." ”

"Everything about this war, I will know from the mouths of those who have witnessed the war, and everything that follows will not be relevant to you."