The pillars of Aztec Guandao Mountain, with its ancient history, watched everything that happened in this land.

The road shook slightly, and two tall, sturdy Andalusian horses roared towards them, followed by two scouts in dark yellow armor, one riding from side to side with a spear in front and a well-wound steel crossbow at the back.

The plate armor focuses on the word plate armor, and on the basis of the cotton armor of the Aztecs, large or small nail pieces are nailed inside, and the entire armor is densely covered, which is basically the same as the cloth armor.

It seems that the heavy 'heavy cavalry' should not serve the obvious light duty of scouts, but in fact the scout cavalry in mainland Spain is more than that, and their plate knights are sometimes used for reconnaissance missions.

Not in all of Europe, except for Spain.

There are too many Spanish nobles, the landed knight Sir is a nobleman, the landless collector is also a nobleman, the sheep raising Meesta is a nobleman, and the New World explorer is a profession that creates nobles in batches, although the king and the country have gone bankrupt several times, but the Spaniards are rich!

Even if the biggest profit is made by the Milanese and the Dutch, they are still rich!

Because for the most part, while Milan and the Netherlands earned most of the gold and silver in Spain, Milan and the Netherlands were Spanish.

When the infantry corps and sword and shield soldiers replaced the dismounted knights, the bankrupt knights and light cavalry in Spain were no longer a matter of a day or two.

Two heavily armored cavalrymen continued to move forward after scanning the surroundings, and within three moments of that, four scout squads of horsemen and infantry passed through the area and walked west along the official road, which was the direction in which the Ming army actually occupied the port of Acapulco.

Then the phalanx marched in rhythmic steps, the sergeant holding aloft the Habsburg cross and the New Spanish cross flag shouted the command, and the sergeant major who was walking on foot beside the army turned the command staff in his hand, and his stern gaze swept from time to time between the marching troops.

When the disciplined Spanish phalanx departed, the messy pace of the New Spanish conscripts enlivened the official route, followed by the ranks of nobles or knights.

These men had no rank, not even professional Spanish soldiers, although they had been trained in martial arts since childhood, and were called upon by the West Indies Council to assemble in Mexico City from Havana and the Bahamas after the war began, to join the war for the glory of gods and kings.

Each nobleman was flanked by more or less horsemen, foot soldiers, some with their retinues, others simply with their own companies of conquerors.

In order to cope with this war for the survival of New Spain, even the colonists who were engaged in a tug-of-war with the huge indigenous people in Miami rushed over and fought against the Ming Dynasty.

There is no doubt that they are well equipped.

The armies of the aristocracy were hardly distinguishable from the merchants' guards, and they still retained the medieval methods in terms of logistical supply, and when the regular army poured out, the merchants who came in droves.

Because there were always lone knights who liked to ambush the merchants, this must have affected the quality of the caravan guards, and some merchants also had their own escort groups like those nobles, and even had their own companies in the New World, employing elite men who had retired from the regular army as the head of the guard.

When it comes to trading, a company of guards that appears to be armed to the teeth and disciplined can significantly increase the success rate of a transaction.

Sellers of weapons, medicines, armour, snacks, horseshoes, forage, harness, and even merchants driving horses, black servants pushing old stone cannons, and prostitutes sitting on the cannons, followed the army slowly.

No one noticed that every time they passed a certain way, one or more pairs of eyes suddenly opened and stared indifferently at everything under the towering trees or on the leafy trees in the forest beside the road.

These men could remain motionless for hours without eating or drinking, and only in the interval between the marches of the brigade stretched out their limbs, which were covered with damp earth and rotten leaves, and dug out the dry and hard baked cakes from the ground, and swallowed them with the pre-broken sauce cake balls.

Then he continued to close his eyes and quietly listened to the noisy march on the official road in the distance among the rotten leaves and dead branches.

When it was finally determined that the march was over, the men, some of whom were dressed in mud or covered with leaves, rose from the dirt, some climbed down from the trees, moved their stiff bodies a few times, found hidden equipment from the bushes, put on their arms, and turned back into the jungle.

Lin Manjue built himself three houses in the jungle west of Mexico City in ten years, the one he liked the most in the trees, the one under the ground that was too damp, and the one on the ground that was close to the river for bathing but too vulnerable to insect attacks.

When the first guerrilla flag army reported to him that the Western army was marching out of the city, the old general was throwing a layer of soft palm leaves under the sleeping mats of the tree house.

"So fast?"

Lin Manjue slowly climbed down from the tree.

He thought that the guerrilla flag soldiers would live thirty miles outside of Mexico City for a month or two, and that their new homes would be packed.

"The situation is not good, the marshal thinks that we have the talent to be savages, and we will leave it alone if we throw it outside, the current port garrison is empty, and the Western Army is in such a big battle."

Lin Manjue said that the situation was not good, but his movements were not in a hurry at all, he raised his hand and slowly gouged his ears, and glanced at the black dirt on his fingernails that bounced off, and then said to the subordinates who came to seek: "Don't worry, go to Tadin in the north, the official road of Taxco, the Western Army has not left?" ”

"No, just this road leads directly to the port, and the men and horses have walked intermittently for two hours, thousands in front like an army, and thousands in the back like a green."

"Stepping into the green, Xiyi is only Qingming, they can't catch up, if they stay overnight, they can try."

The Western Army walked on the official road, and they were not tired of walking twenty miles a day, they traveled through the dense forests in the mountains, and even if they were lucky to walk seven or eight miles a day, they were prone to accidents, and even if they dispersed, it was difficult to compare with the speed of the large army marching on the official road.

Not to mention that the soldiers of the guerrilla army are now scattered in the north and south of the official road, and even if they are gathered in one place, it is difficult to catch up, let alone fight with the western army.

The guerrilla flag army did not know what it meant, and excitedly said: "Tonight's night attack? General, I think they have both men and women, and most of them can win night raids! ”

Lin Manjue shook his head slowly, took out the tobacco leaves from his waist and sniffed them, and said: "Report the news, go and pick a few offspring with good legs and feet and enough strength not to get lost, don't stop tonight, run all the way to the west, be sure to report this matter to Chen Shuai the morning after tomorrow." ”

"In addition, pick someone to ride my horse out, let's just ride this one, ride to Taxco, there are also riders under General Black, let them inform Chen Shuai of the news of riding away on the official road over there...... I hope I can catch up. ”

Shao Tingda didn't bring artillery and spears to fight against the Western Army Corps in the field, and Lin Manjue knew it, so he wouldn't let his subordinates suffer the same loss.

Fighting the Spanish Legion?

Spank a fart.

"Go to the order, each camp will put down the baggage first, each person will bring three days' food and water, and assemble on the official road, and then the three hundred households will go to explore Mexico City, if the garrison is empty, it will be taken, and the guard will follow."

"The rest of the people, let's also take the official road, follow the ruts of the Western Army, let's go if he goes, we will stop if he stops, and wait for him to turn back."