Buried alive in the Qing Dynasty

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The difficulty of the impact is quite high!

After the deployment was completed, Celing flew back to his central army located high on the hillside. Before he could catch his breath, the Spaniards ran out of the Malingdao valley in disorder.

Celing hurriedly took out the binoculars to watch. After a look, he found that those "Spanish elite soldiers" who had been beaten by more than 3000 rifled guns for less than half an hour had become a mess. The fast and accurate rifled gun has been beaten for a long time. Where is there any queue?In order to escape quickly, many soldiers didn't even know where to throw their spears and flintlocks.Such "elite soldiers" actually wiped out big countries like the Aztecs and the Incas in hundreds or thousands. I really don't know whether these Spanish "elite soldiers" died by themselves, or the indigenous empires in the New World were too weak. ?

Just when Celing was a little confused, a group of Spaniards who had just escaped from the valley had already arrived at his feet!

If you don't fire, people will run away!

"Signal rocket! Fire the rocket!"

When the Spanish army was ambushing in the valley just now, because the surrounding area was relatively quiet, they were able to issue orders to attack with trumpets.

It can't be done now, the gunshots inside and outside the valley rang out—and some "short-legged" Spaniards were trapped in the valley and fired their guns to resist!

Who will hear the trumpet now?Can only put rockets!

With a piercing scream and a roar that followed, the Spaniard who had just rushed out of the valley became a living target again and was knocked over a lot.

"Count, there are merchant musketeers on the hill!"

When the dense gunshots sounded again, Garcia, who did not know when he had arrived beside the Earl of St. Chris, dragged the Earl and led the horse and ran south, while yelling at the Earl.

The Earl of St. Chris, who had long been used to losing battles, barely maintained the composure that a good general should have.He turned his head and glanced at the hillside to the east, he was relieved, and laughed hahaha.

"Count, what are you laughing at?" Alfonso Garcia didn't understand.

He has never fought so many defeats, how does he know the "happiness" of losing a battle?

"I'm laughing at those barbarians!" The Earl of St. Cristiano loudly said, "Look at the gentle hillside there, any European military strategist... would definitely ambush a cavalry on the hillside, then we But it will be miserable!"

We are already miserable!

Alfonso García said heartily: "Being targeted by people who are condescending! And there is no way to fight back, because our muskets can't shoot as far as theirs..."

As soon as he thought of this, someone around him was shot and fell to the ground and screamed.

"Count, let's go, get out of here."

Alfonso Garcia took the count and wanted to leave here as soon as possible.At this moment, he suddenly heard the braying of war horses, followed by the "puff" sound when Ti hit the ground, and then saw groups of Lancers emerging from the woods on the hillside—holding long spears, Lancers wearing breastplates and "bird fur helmets"!

Seeing this scene, the Earl of St. Chris opened his mouth wide open, unable to say anything.

He was at a loss for words, and the Spanish soldiers running along with him all exclaimed in despair.

"Cavalry is the cavalry of barbarians."

"My God, they ambushed the cavalry on the hillside."

"This is the end of us."

"Run!"

run?Can two legs outrun four?

Seeing groups of four-legged Yin family cavalry rushing out of the woods on the hillside, and then holding their spears flat, they formed a dense charging formation, as if they were moving to a stone wall, rumbling towards their side Overwhelmed, the Earl of Saint Chris really felt unreal.Where are you?Is it really in America?Who are those men in breastplates, spears, and bird-feather helmets?Are they really rich and merchant natives of America?Why does it look so similar to French cuirassiers and Polish hussars?

Also, did they really lose 5.00% of the sixty population to smallpox?

"Count, get on your horse... You can't fall into the hands of the merchants! You killed hundreds of thousands of them with smallpox!"

Garcia yelled and dragged the dizzy Earl of St. Chris back to reality.In reality, he was not afraid of being captured by the French or the Poles!He is the noble Count of St. Chris, the French and the Poles dare not do anything to him, it is nothing more than a ransom... If not, double it!He has been defeated for a long time, and his experience in this area is very rich.

But these merchants have a blood feud with him!

After arresting him, can't he be subjected to all the top ten tortures of the Shang Dynasty?

At this moment, one of his good guys brought a war horse to him in time, and then the Earl of St. Chris remembered that he also had a horse!

Since there are horses, let's ride them quickly!Running faster on horseback allows you to escape faster.

The Count of St. Cristiano hurriedly supported the saddle, stepped on the stirrup vigorously, and turned over on his horse.The few good guys who were still alive under him also got on their horses, surrounded him and continued to escape to the south.Garcia took the lead, swiping his whip vigorously as he moved forward, hitting the Spanish mercenaries who were blocking the Earl's way of escape, and shouted loudly: "Get out of the way, let the Earl go first!"

It doesn't matter what he yelled, the people below all knew that the Earl of St. Chris was about to run away, so they quickly followed up and shouted: "The Earl has run away, the Earl has run away..."

The count has run away, and the Spaniards below are still fighting?run now!

The Spaniards, who had no intention of fighting, had no reason to go all out this time. They all threw down their armor and ran south in disorder.Since the terrain in this area is still hilly, it is only slightly wider than the valley of New Maling Road.However, more than 4000 people fled in droves and blocked the road.The Yin family cavalry under the command of Tseringdun Dobu turned on the "hunting mode". After a wave of cavalry assault, the spears in their hands were pierced into the chests of some Spaniards, and then they began to shoot arrows at the backs of the Spaniards. up!

This is called tail pursuit. You don't want to shoot many Spaniards, but just drive them away as frightened prey... As long as you drive them for dozens of miles, these Spaniards will not be exhausted and have no strength to fight. When the time comes Can only wait to be beheaded!

Since ancient times, the infantry was chased by the cavalry when they were defeated, which is such a tragic fate!

The 4000-hundreds of Spanish infantry who followed the Earl of St. Chris were killed and wounded [-] in the new Maling Road. Bu's cavalry first hit with guns, then charged, and finally were chased for dozens of miles as prey. By the next morning, almost all of them were confessed. They were either killed or captured. It's over!

However, the Earl of St. Chris still has hundreds of cavalry around him, [-] infantry in the commercial port of the sea prairie, and [-] Spanish sailing ships on the sea...

As long as he can return to the Sea Grassland, or the City of God, he will be considered escaped.

Although the loss in this battle was a bit big...but he felt that the smallpox he released should have killed hundreds of thousands of merchants!

Moreover, smallpox does not end in one wave. The Indians who were hit by the smallpox released by the Spanish ancestors often suffered two rounds of pandemics. If combined with some other Old World infectious diseases, 90.00 people died within five years. % is not a problem.

At present, Shangfang Kingdom has lost [-]% to [-]% of its population at most, so their army may still maintain combat effectiveness, but when they have lost [-]% of their population, will they still be able to fight?

Thinking of this, the Earl of St. Cristiano became complacent again, and actually laughed wildly again.

"Hahaha……"

Alfonso Garcia, who was dozing off on his horse, woke up when he heard the count's laughter.

He hurriedly raised his head and looked around, for fear that some ambush soldiers would jump out of the woods by the roadside - he laughed out thousands of merchant cavalry yesterday afternoon, why is he laughing now?

But after Garcia looked around, he was relieved.Because he found that there were no woods around, it turned out that they had already fled to the commercial port of the City of God... As long as they entered the commercial port, they would be safe.

He looked up at the commercial port in the distance again, the flag of blood and gold was flying high, it seemed that there was no problem.

Garcia breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Count St. Chris: "Count, we have arrived at the City of God!"

"It seems that God has not abandoned us." The Earl of St. Chris also saw the flag flying over the commercial port. He made a sign of the cross on his chest, and then waved his horsewhip without hesitation, whipping the horse under his crotch. He ran all night, and the Andalusian horse, which was almost dying, galloped to the commercial port.

After running for a while, he suddenly noticed that the flag symbolizing the rule of the Kingdom of Spain had quickly slid down the flagpole, and then saw a large flag with square characters tattooed on it slowly rising up.

How is this going?

Why did you change the flag?

As soon as he thought of this, there was a loud "boom" in his ears!Then there was a cloud of hot air rushing from behind him, the power of the hot air was so strong that it knocked him off the horse in one fell swoop!

Chapter 826 Yin Shang protoss, not afraid of smallpox!

The Earl of St. Chris, who fell from the horse, stumbled and smashed his forehead on the muddy floor. Although he didn't break it, he fell unconscious and lost consciousness on the spot.

When he woke up again, his whole body was wet, his hands and feet were bound, and he couldn't move.When he opened his eyes, a basin of salty and bitter sea water was being poured on his forehead!He opened his mouth subconsciously, and the sea water rushed into his nose and mouth.The Earl of St. Chris choked and coughed a few times.

This time, the Yin Shang warrior who was pouring water on his small eyes, big face, and a figure like a door panel also found that the Earl of St. Chris was awake, so he shouted: "Xi Bohou, this foreigner who deserves death is awake!" coming!"

Of course the Earl of St. Chris did not understand the "Yin Shang Dialect", but he could clearly understand his current situation without knowing the Yin Shang Dialect.

Obviously, the troops he placed in the commercial port of the City of God have already been dealt with by the enemy!The sailing fleet on the sea is nowhere to be found...or it may have been solved by someone!

As for himself, he fell into the hands of the barbarians of the Yin and Shang Dynasties, and he might become a saint.

"It's..."

This is the creepy sound made when human skin is scorched by hot metal!

At the same time, the Earl of St. Chris also smelled the scorching smell of burning flesh.

"what……"

The screams came as expected!The voice sounded familiar, as if it came from Alfonso Garcia.The Marquis of St. Cristiano quickly turned his head to look, and found that it was his "great guy" Alfonso Garcia who was being tortured.All I saw was that the young man had been stripped to only a pair of underpants, and he was tied to a thick wooden pillar. A wealthy man who was also as thick as a door panel was holding a red-hot discus with a long handle. Branding him!

This is to bake people alive!

"You can't treat him like this!" The Earl of St. Chris immediately yelled.

And the answer to him was a stern shout: "Shut up!"

It was said in Latin, and of course the Earl of St. Cristiano could understand it. He hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw a man wearing a Ming Dynasty costume and a square scarf on his head pointing at him with a fan.

"Bazin, shut up. You and Archbishop Desumara ordered Garcia and Torres to cast smallpox poison in an attempt to exterminate the Yin merchants. Master Xibohou already knows about it! Although the Yin Shang people are all protoss, They are not afraid of smallpox at all, but tens of thousands of savages in the Shang Kingdom died... You and Garcia, the Torres who ran away, and Archbishop Desumara are all the worst and will be burned!"

"Bazin" is the surname of the Count of Saint-Christianity, whose full name is François de Bazin.The family is a prince for many generations, and even the Queen Mother of Spain respectfully called him "My Earl", and now he was pointed at his nose by an oriental man and called him by his surname... But now he has no mind to think about this humiliation.Because just heard two extremely serious problems!

One is that the people of Yin and Shang are gods who are not afraid of smallpox!How can this be?How could these barbarians be some kind of protoss who are not afraid of smallpox... Could it be that they sold their souls to the devil?

The second is that Xibohou wants him and Garcia to be tortured by cannons!Is this torture of cannonball the torture described in the "Legend of Angels" where a large living person is first tied to a bronze pillar, then the bronze pillar is heated with fire, and finally the person is roasted to death?But there are no bronze pillars here, only a red-hot discus... Is this technological progress?Knowing how to smelt iron, so instead of bronze, use discus instead?But this discus seems to be very painful when it is burned on the body!

"Help! God, help me, those savages are going to burn me to death with a branding iron..." Count St. Cristiano immediately began to cry for help.

In exchange for his shouting, of course, it wasn't the apparition of God, but a big and strong ear scraper, which made his eyes stare, the corner of his mouth was cracked, and his mouth was full of bloody smell.

This slap stunned the Earl of St. Chris, and before he could yell again, Zhou Peigong, who was sitting high in the hall, had already spoken: "Tell that Bazin, our Yin Shang protoss will not burn him to death!" of."

The officer who seemed to be from the Ming Dynasty immediately translated the words into Latin.

Upon hearing this, the Count of St. Chris shouted, "Marquis, I'm rich. I can pay the ransom...I can pay one million silver pesos!"

The translator didn't pass his words on to Zhou Peigong at all, but sneered at Count St. Chris and said, "Bazain, you don't know how wicked the things you did? You still want to pay for your life? You I’m afraid you don’t know how powerful Da Shang’s torture is? Let me tell you clearly, if Lord Xibo didn’t scald you to death, it means that you have to commit suicide!”

"Suicide? Why should I commit suicide?" The Earl of St. Chris shook his head again and again. "I am a Catholic. I cannot commit suicide. If I commit suicide, my soul will go to hell!"

"Yes, you will commit suicide!" The officer said coldly, "The merchant's torture will force you to commit suicide! They will let you just ask for death. Look at that Garcia, he will die soon. The request is dead! Hahaha..."

"Zizi..." The sound of the iron grilling came again.

"Ah..." Garcia's heart-piercing scream followed closely.

Isn't this too barbaric?The Earl of St. Cristiano was so frightened that his face turned pale.And Zhou Peigong took out a bottle of Hedinghong, which is said to be the secret Hedinghong made by the Ming Dynasty royal family that was blended by Zhu Heqi himself, took a tea bowl and a pot of water, and began to brew Hedinghong by hand.

He first poured Hedinghong from a bottle of Chaozhou milky white porcelain into the tea bowl... It's not quite right, it's not red, but white, oh, it's not white, but small crystals , looks a bit like ice crystals.I don't know how toxic this non-red crane top red is?Don't poison that foreign devil to death!No, use more!

Thinking of this, he doubled the amount of high-purity arsenic trioxide in the bowl, and then opened the flowers with clean water. It looked colorless, and smelled like nothing. As for drinking... this is Garcia's business up.

"Okay," Zhou Peigong ordered the left and right, "send this poison to Garcia, and tell him again, this is the best poison for our big business! Let him drink more, and he will die sooner, die sooner." It won't hurt anymore."

"Yes!"

A strong man dressed as a Shang Dynasty warrior carefully held the poison and came to Garcia who was "enjoying" the teppanyaki.

The officer from the Ming Dynasty saw the poison coming, so he smiled and said to Garcia in Latin: "Garcia, the poison is here, if you want to drink it, you can nod and say something... suicide, you have to be willing to do it yourself." , we can’t pour you with poison. If you don’t want to, then you can continue to be burned until you are willing. I think you should commit suicide, and it’s better to suffer less.”

Looking at the poison that could be relieved in front of him, Garcia, who was enduring the pain of his flesh being scorched a little bit, no longer knew what to choose.The Catholic Church does not allow suicide, suicide will go to hell!

But if he didn't commit suicide, he would have to burn people a little bit... It hurts so much!Terrible was the torture of this savage!What can I do?

The officer of the Ming Dynasty obviously knew a little about Catholicism, and he also knew Garcia's thoughts, so he immediately said: "Garcia, you are destined to go to hell! You killed so many big merchants and savages... this is the crime of extinction. The crime is heinous! You have committed such a serious crime, how can you not go to hell after death? Besides, you can’t keep your Catholic membership! You have let the King of Shang and Yin Jiahan know about your smallpox poisoning, and they have called A hundred thousand troops have been raised, and we are ready to launch an army to question the crime and attack Mexico City! If your emperor wants to keep Mexico City, then cession of land, compensation, and revocation of the membership of you and the Count of San Cristina are necessary.

In order to protect himself, your Emperor Leopold I will definitely agree to the conditions of the Great Shang King and Yin Jiahan.When the time comes, your religious status will be revoked, and you still don't want to go to hell?

Since you are bound to go to hell, why don't you drink poison and commit suicide now, and you will suffer less, otherwise you don't know how long you will be burned! "

This generalist really knows how to make sense, and he is obviously a Confucianist. After some discussion, Garcia, who was still expecting to go to heaven, collapsed at once.

Not only does he have to die, but his soul has to go to hell and continue to suffer after death... There is no hope at all!

This Yin Shang torture really deserves its reputation. It not only kills people, but also takes people's souls!

After the collapse, Garcia burst into tears, crying and shouting: "Give me the poison, I'm going to commit suicide, I'm going to commit suicide..."

Zhou Peigong could actually understand Garcia's Latin, so he ordered the Yin family knight who tortured Garcia: "Continue to torture! First brand him for five hours, and then give him the poison. When the time comes, loosen one arm for him. Let him drink it by himself, don't help him...or else it's not suicide!"

"Yes!"

After receiving the order, the Yin family knight continued to concoct Garcia, no matter how much Garcia begged, he would not be moved.In the government hall of the sea grassland commercial port, the sound of screams kept ringing.

Seeing that Garcia was being tortured, he almost went crazy, and the Earl of St. Chris also broke down a little bit. His tears and snot all came down, and he was still yelling: "Don't kill me, don't force me to commit suicide, I have money, I'm rich, I don't want to kill you, don't kill me, don't kill me, don't force me to commit suicide, don't kill me, don't force me to commit suicide. Really rich!"

Seeing the count of St. Cristiano Ronaldo and Garcia's collapsed appearance, Zhou Peigong felt a little better... just a little bit!

He's getting a little annoyed now too.

He was originally a "military division of loss", but he changed his career as a military division after arriving in the New World, and he began to count as exhaustive.In the end, after three or four years of exhaustive planning, the ruthless vice-king of New Spain and his subordinates in front of him defeated him in the end... These sons of bitches actually sent people to Xinchaoge City to release smallpox!

Fortunately, the Han Chinese and Mongolians who were sent to the New World were all vaccinated with human pox beforehand. Most of the Han Chinese had been vaccinated long ago, and those who hadn’t had the pox were vaccinated with the Mongolians, and they were also vaccinated by a first-class pox doctor in the public medical hall. responsible for the pox.

In addition, the Daming Gongyitang also opened a branch in Xinchaoge, which has a vaccination business.Therefore, all Yin Shang babies born in the New World were also vaccinated.

Therefore, the smallpox released by Garcia and Torres did not pose any threat to the Yin and Shang nations.But the Indians who mixed with the Yin and Shang nations were miserable!

They have not been vaccinated - there is no very safe vaccinia, only the more threatening human pox, which is actually a live-attenuated vaccine, and only experienced poxists can use them relatively safely.

Therefore, in ancient China, acne masters were a profession handed down from generation to generation, and the number was not very large.Although there are also "pox departments" in the public medical hall run by Zhu Heqi, there are not many acne doctors trained, and even fewer can be sent to the New World.With just that few people, there is only enough to vaccinate Chinese children born in the New World, and there is no manpower to vaccinate Indians.

Moreover, as long as no one among the countrymen gets smallpox, the local Indians are safe.