Chongzhen Undergraduates

"Hey! Why are these people's combat effectiveness so poor?" Felix said suddenly.

It was unbelievable that the attack of the Sioux soldiers seemed weak, and it seemed that there were a lot of people from a distance, but the speed of the attack was not fast enough, and there was no ferocious momentum at all.

"Maybe I'm too tired!" Hattori Masaru didn't think about it, he thought that the commander of the opponent was too young, which made the soldiers who had traveled a long distance tired to fight.

"No! Your men are retreating," Felix continued.

"Impossible, my subordinates will only move forward." Hattori Masato hurriedly picked up the binoculars to check.

Sure enough, the Japanese soldiers on the first line of defense were still very fierce at the beginning of the battle, but after killing the enemy, they turned around and ran away.How is this going?

"My lord! Plague Plague Pandemic." A subordinate ran to Hattori Masato's side in a panic, saying in horror.

"What is he talking about?" Fidel didn't understand and was still asking curiously.

"Fidel, get out of here quickly." Felix had indeed heard clearly.

The plague happened too fast. The Sitting Bull Division was fine ten days ago, and the smallpox plague began to appear in the entire army five days ago, and then it spread.After finally catching up with the demon army, the number of Sitting Bull's men who can keep up with the team is already less than [-].

In fact, Sitting Bull had already arrived in Houston yesterday, and he thought it was because his subordinates were too tired, and he planned to take a day off to attack.However, after one day and night, another 2000 people fell.

The symptoms of smallpox are high fever and pain all over the body.In desperation, Sitting Bull gave the order to attack.How did this group of soldiers with fever, acne, and weakness attack the enemy?

"Don't panic! Hurry up and collect firewood to form a fire formation." Masato Hattori is a ninja after all, and he has a lot of tricks, at least he knows how to use fire.

At this point in the battle, Sitting Bull knew it was impossible to win. When the opponent built a wall of fire on the spot, he could only order to retreat.

"Boss, you have to find a wizard to exorcise the demon quickly. These brothers must have been cursed by the demon."

"Yes! We'll all be damned if this goes on."

"Otherwise, let's retreat first, find the messengers of the Sun God, and ask them to exorcise us."

Sitting Bull endured the discomfort all over his body, and listened to the noise of the people around him, but no one had a good idea.Sitting Bull thought about looking for Li Yan, but he thought the journey was too far away, and even if he found it, it would take more than ten days or months to wait for someone from there to come over.

It really takes so long, the day lily is cold!

From Sitting Bull's point of view, this is really a curse, because the Sioux people have never suffered from this strange disease.

"Go, find the demons. Tell them, as long as these curses can be cured, there is no need to fight." Sitting Bull said weakly to his subordinates.

Hattori Zhengchen led dozens of people and stood in front of Sitting Bull. These people had all had smallpox, so there was no infection.

"We have no grievances with you, why are you cursing us?" Sitting Bull's face was flushed red, looking very scary.

"You need someone to help you vaccinate the pox and lure it out." Masato Hattori looked at Sitting Bull and told the truth.

"I don't understand what you're saying, I just beg you to lift their curse and let me bear it alone." Sitting Bull was not reconciled.

"Only Ming people can save you, I can't save you." Masato Hattori shook his head.

"Please, save them." Sitting Bull looked a little dazed. He saw these "demons" leave slowly, and came back after a long time.

Hattori Zhengchen established a isolation zone to separate the Japanese soldiers who had not had smallpox.Then, another group of people who had suffered from smallpox were sent to the south. Only he himself led the soldiers who had survived smallpox, and was busy among all the sick people.Serve these people with food and water.

The Spaniards had already run away without a trace.

Sitting Bull was dying, but in his heart, the grudge against the "demon" had been eliminated.Because the other party was always taking care of his subordinates for him.

But this cannot stop death, those who should be infected continue to be infected, and those who should die continue to die.Perhaps it was a flashback, but Sitting Bull was conscious in the last few minutes of his life.

"Why are you being so nice to us?" Sitting Bull stared at Masato Hattori and asked.

"I'll tell you a story." Masato Hattori sat beside Sitting Bull, and quickly told the other party a story about the genocide.

"Why does your enemy want to kill you?" Sitting Bull asked.

"I don't know either. But there have been wars between us. When we were weak, they helped us; but when we were strong, they always wanted to occupy them." Masato Hattori said.

"That's why you are wrong." Sitting Bull's concept of right and wrong is very simple.

"I also think there is something wrong with us. Sometimes we ask for too much, so we always fail. But this time, they asked for more, not only destroying us, but also wanting all the land. Ming people"

"Wait a minute. Are you talking about Mingren, the messenger of the sun god?" Sitting Bull suddenly wanted to react.

"They are not messengers with too much eyes, they are Ming people. We and them are neighbors who have lived together for thousands of years." Hattori Zhengchen said with a wry smile.

"No." The last hope in Sitting Bull's heart disappeared: "It turns out that the wise people are the real culprits who came to take our land."

"It's not surprising at all. You are so backward. If the Ming people don't come, other people will come, such as the Spaniards from the south." After all, Hattori Zhengchen has seen the world, and he has already deduced the North American world direction.

"Quick, go and tell my brother, Little Crow, to let him know how powerful Mingren is." Sitting Bull struggled to sit up, seemingly unwilling to do so.

"It's useless. You can't stop this assimilation. And the methods of the Ming people are much more effective than the Spaniards. If I hadn't come here, I wouldn't be able to see the abilities of the Ming people. However, all of this is destined by God. We and you are destined to be devoured races, and they are the ultimate victors"

Masachen Hattori babbled on and on, but it was a pity that Sitting Bull couldn't read a single word, so he couldn't leave any evidence to prove the truth he realized when he was dying.

"This plague can buy the Ming people at least one year. The Spaniards did not dare to go north because of the plague. After one year, it will not be the Spaniards going north, but the Ming army going south. Providence , God's will!" Hattori Zhengchen looked up to the sky and smiled.

Chapter 743: Diplomatic Wisdom

The two viceroyalties established in 1535 are the main authority of the Spanish royal family in colonial rule in the Americas.

The Viceroyalty of New Spain, with its capital in Mexico City, nominally governs all Spanish territories in the New World, but actually only governs New Spain (Mexico), New Galicia, Central America and the Caribbean islands. In 1542, the Viceroyalty of Peru was established, with its capital in Lima, ruling the entire Spanish South America.

As for the later governors of New Granada and La Plata, that was in the eighteenth century. These two governorships were all separated from the governorship of Peru.Therefore, in the seventeenth century, the Spaniards had only two viceroyalties in South America.

In terms of colonial methods, the Spaniards were the most violent and least politically skilled.There are only two things in their eyes: the Lord and gold.

Hattori Zhengchen overestimated the diplomatic wisdom of the Spaniards, because Zhu Youjian would not give the Spaniards a chance until he was fully prepared.Because a strong nation is generally strong not only in technology and military power, but also in wisdom.At the same time, they know better than anyone how the Spaniards captured America. This is called guilty conscience.

The capital of New Spain, Mexico City.Zhou Peizheng, the new diplomat of the Ming Dynasty, is negotiating with the Governor of New Spain, Duke Menrosa.

"The great Ming emperor pays tribute to the great Spanish king!" Zhou Peigong took off his hat and bent over according to the Spanish etiquette, looking like a standard gentleman.Even though Daming controlled far more territory than the Spaniards, Zhou Peigong's attitude was still humble.

This time, Ming's envoy never referred to the Spaniards as Francois and so on.The most important thing is that Zhou Peigong actually spoke fluent Spanish, which surprised Duke Menrosa, and he couldn't help but sit upright.

Unlike later generations, the foreign languages ​​that Ming Dynasty needed to cultivate were actually Spanish and Dutch, and English was only a small-scale cultivation of translation.Why?Because in the seventeenth century, Spain was still the world's number one.

"Please sit down!" Mutual respect is the basic etiquette, not to mention that Spain and Ming are not at war, and they are not yet hostile countries.

"My subordinates told me that the Ming Dynasty has invaded a large amount of our territory in the northern part of New Spain. His Majesty the King believes that this is not allowed." Duke Menrosa said leisurely, taking a sip of his wine.

"I think this is a misunderstanding. The aborigines in the north were the name of our country many years ago. In the long and long history of our country, there are historical materials to check. Please look over it, Mr. Zhou Peigong." After Zhou Peigong finished speaking, the people behind him The entourage handed a thick stack of documents to Duke Menrosa.

Duke Menrosa opened it casually. He couldn’t understand anything in the Chinese part, but the Spanish part was very short. It mainly explained that the Native Americans, especially the Sioux, were Ming people, and even their names and surnames were the same as Ming’s. .

"Is there such a tribe?" Duke Menrosa asked the officials behind him when he saw that the name of the Sioux was mentioned many times in the document.