Assassin’s Adventure

The military horse was strong and strong. In the still cold morning, white mist spewed out of its mouth, and the distance of dozens of meters came in an instant, accompanied by the rumbling sound of horses' hooves, it was a violent fire.

bang bang bang...

The cavalry opened fire. Of course, they only had one chance to fire. Their accuracy was not high. The dense bullets had limited effect in the woods. Only three soldiers unfortunately fell to the ground.

However, the effect has been achieved. The bullets and cannons coming from behind made this unit extremely flustered, and the cavalry puncture that followed was the most deadly.

The unsuspecting infantry will be behind the charging cavalry, and it will be a massacre.

"Kill them!"

The British cavalry dropped the spear in their hands, and then pulled out a machete made of fine iron from their waists, and the impact force carried by the high speed of the horse plunged into the crowd.

A soldier only had time to turn his head, watching the rushing horses hurriedly reloading, and took two steps back in a panic, but he soon knew that this was of no use.

The tall military horse's hoof stepped directly on his chest, and then stomped on the ground.

Kacha... The crisp sound of bone breaking sounded.

"Ah!" The soldier let out the most heart-piercing scream, his eyes spat out, and his teeth were stained with blood.

It was obvious to the naked eye that his chest had collapsed, and he was dying soon.

But this is not the end, more cavalry rushed up, on this long and narrow charging road, the soldiers were trampled into flesh mud,

Those cavalrymen waved their scimitars, pierced the entire Spanish array directly, and then left in a roundabout way without stopping at all.

Many heads were chopped off and rolled around on the ground. The headless corpse, blood spurted several meters away.

Colonel Fidel got up from the ground in embarrassment and pushed away the adjutant who wanted to support him, because he saw his soldiers start to flee, the only cannon had been destroyed by the enemy's cannon, and the moment the cavalry retreated, it was another A new round of artillery strikes.

boom!

The continuous explosion was deafening, making him a little deaf. An iron bullet hit the tree trunk behind him, tearing most of the trunk, and then killing two soldiers, and he himself was also a subordinate. Desperately dragging and escaping with his life.

He crawled out of the ground, his eyes were a little gray, and he saw that the British brigadier general was about to be killed here, but the situation was over, if he didn't leave, he would all die here.

"Retreat! Everyone retreats to the northwest!"

He yelled at the adjutant beside him.

"Yes, sir!"

"Everyone retreats..."

The soldiers had already discovered the changes behind them. The dense artillery and the slashing of the red uniformed cavalry all indicated one thing—the British reinforcements came.

A sharp whistle conveyed the order to retreat, and the soldiers put down the enemy in front of them and began to retreat in an orderly manner.

The Spaniards retreated, but the retreat was not so easy. They endured the harassment of the cavalry, but also bumped into the coming large army, and finally left a third of them along a narrow road below the cliff. The people fled in a hurry.

The cavalry finally chased for two kilometers, continued to expand the victory, and finally ushered in a round of large-scale bullet shooting, and finally stopped.

Burton wiped the blood on his face. At the most critical moment, even he himself had to go into battle and rush to fight. The clothes that marked the rank of brigadier general became the most violent attack target. Sabers and bayonets were intertwined. In between, blood was flying.

Betke, still in his beautiful military uniform, ran over slowly on his horse, looking at Burton who was still alive with a sigh of relief.

"How are you?"

He rolled over and dismounted, ignoring the corpses covered in the entire camp. All the soldiers were not worth as much as the one in front of him.

Burton finally showed a somewhat relaxed smile: "Actually, it's not bad, but if you come a step later, what you see is my body."

"Burton, if you choose to surrender, they won't do anything to you, and you won't be reduced to the level of fighting in person."

Betke took a delicate towel from the adjutant's hand and handed it to the latter.

Burton took the towel with trembling hands, and then placed it on his shoulders, where there was a long knife edge, still bleeding.

"Everyone rest in place and clean up the camp!"

He finally gave the order, and then followed Bethke to a cleaner place on the river bank, sitting on the stone, a little decadent.

The war only lasted for more than an hour, and the sun had just risen from the east, but he was very nervous every minute, but he didn't want his soldiers to see him in a state of embarrassment.

He sat quietly like this, looked at the soldiers who were cleaning up the camp, and was silent for a long time.

"Are you alright?"

Seeing that there was something wrong with his expression, Betke asked.

"It's okay, it's just that I lost a bit thoroughly this time..."

In this confrontation with the Spaniards, although he barely won the victory, he knew that he had lost completely, and he had not tasted the taste of defeat for a long time.

For various reasons, they lost a lot of materials, rushed forward, and had insufficient precautions, but in general, because of their own decision-making problems, they had already been carried away by El Dorado and despised these Spaniards too much.

Since when? It was probably the hands of those defecting pirates and angels who turned all the active into passive, which is really stupid.

"Don't talk about that, Captain Gordon? I don't see any of you, the boy you admire."

Betke suddenly asked curiously. To be honest, he almost didn't look down on civilians, but Gordon was different. After all, he was someone Burton liked, and he had some ability.

Of course, what he remembers the most is Gordon taking a woman who calls herself a witch on an adventure, what a funny person, or a fool?

Thinking of the beautiful witch, Serena, he looked up and saw that beautiful figure. She was standing on the hillside not far away, looking at the waterfall. It doesn't matter, at all times, it remains clean and elegant.

Burton seemed to be a little silent about his question, not knowing how to answer it. He didn't know if it was his decision that killed his few friends.

Because of his status, he has very few close friends, and some people flatter him, but not because of him, but because of his father, so Burton left London to this remote place, wanting to prove something to him father look.

Without getting an answer from Burton, he could only think that Burton might be a little tired, so he walked over, then leaned forward slightly, showing the appearance of a gentleman: "Miss Serena, do you know Gordon? Where has the captain gone?"

Serena looked at the person in front of her. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com smiled back, and then pointed to the waterfall. From this place, she could just see this spectacle directly.

"Wow, what a beautiful spectacle, Mercer, help me find an artist to paint it."

"Yes, sir!"

The somewhat mean-looking adjutant took the order to leave. Of course, it is not difficult to know from this order that Betke also brought the painter on this expedition, as if he was on vacation.

"He's coming back!"

Serena's eyes flashed with starry depths, as if she could see through the barrier of El Dorado and see everything inside.

"Who?"

Betke was a little puzzled, but he didn't get any response, so he had to look at the waterfall again, and a golden light began to flicker...

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