Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!-Chapter 1611 - 1146: First Clash, "Natives" Versus "Evil Demons
The sun set, and the Taino village was no longer peaceful. In the vast sea breeze, there was the scent of blood and the smell of gunpowder. At this moment, two armed parties with entirely different beliefs, hardly qualifying as armies, met across thousands of miles at the eastern end of Long Island in Cuba, engaging in a sudden battle! 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂
"Fire!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
Amid Francisco Pinzon's shout, over 20 matchlock guns fired one after another, aiming at the village center more than a hundred paces away. Following that, these lead bullets accurately bypassed all the Taino spear bearers, aimlessly hitting the longhouse and the huts, stirring up a large cloud of choking dust and grass!
At the end of the 15th century, the first matchlock gun with a match cord ignition device (Arquebus) was invented in the Kingdom of Castile 40 years ago. However, the standard "Heavy Musket" (Musket), the original model of the so-called "bird gun" frequently seen in later historical films used in the Spanish Great Schiltron, would take another 30 years to truly appear.
The battle that made the heavy musket famous would be in 1525, during the Battle of Pavia in the Italian Wars between Spain and France. In this battle, the Spanish army, which massively spread the heavy musket, successfully defeated the peak Medieval French cavalry, causing the proud French to lose their king once more. From then on, the era of the knights officially ended, and the firearm adoption process across European countries advanced rapidly and irresistibly. For now, on the verge of the old and new era, the matchlock gun is just beginning to flourish...
In short, the matchlock guns carried by Columbus' fleet were all handheld light matchlock guns of various models with no uniformity. The effective range of these light matchlock guns was mostly around one hundred paces, with precision shooting only possible within forty paces. Therefore, the current shooting at more than a hundred paces was entirely reliant on luck, depending on the blessing of the god of probability to kill the enemy...
"Fire!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
"Holy Mother bless! It hit! It actually hit!... The native spear bearers are starting to scatter again!..."
"What an opportunity! Charge! Everyone charge forward with me, brave Garcia! Break this group of natives apart, and the gold and women will be ours!..."
The deadly lead bullets whistled and shot wildly, some hitting the leaves of trees several meters high, others hitting pits on the ground. Amidst the two rounds of intimidating shootings, they finally hit a Taino spear bearer in the front row, dealing a morale blow far greater than the actual damage!
"Oh ancestors! Divine Chief! The evil demon's lightning! Could the evil demon have lightning in front of the Divine Chief's altar?..."
"Divine Chief blesses! Don't be afraid! Don't panic! Your Majesty had already divinely revealed this! This is the white-skinned demon's lightning rod firearm, which can't compare to the thunder fire cannon's power at all..."
"Quick! Quickly raise the thick wooden shields! Take the Zemi wooden planks from the longhouse and block it in front! The Supreme Main God, the sacred ancestors, will all protect us!..."
"Ah! The evil demons are charging up! A few evil demons are coming over!..."
"Bah! Afraid of what? Useless! You cowardly chickens, grip your long spears tightly! Aren't they just a few evil demons? All follow me, fight for the Divine Chief! Roar!"
The Silver Raven Samurai Yuma wore copper armor, wielding a two and a half meter bronze spear, his face filled with fervent and fierce piety. He glanced at the leather-armored spearmen he personally trained, as well as the panicking Taino militia, letting out a jaguar-like roar. Then, he quickly rushed forward, fiercely thrusting his spear, piercing Garcia, the Pinta's boatswain charging with a dagger, right through the heart!
"Haha! Divine Chief bless! I followed Your Majesty's prophecy, waited so long... These long-bearded white-skinned demons, aren't they brittle as zucchinis under a single spear thrust? Roar! Another one!..."
The Silver Raven Samurai Yuma laughed heartily, pulling out the bloodstained spear, splattering a large splatter of blood. Then, he took a step forward and thrust another spear, killing another charging sailor, with the spear even stuck in the ribs. He tried to pull it out, couldn't, and immediately discarded the long spear.
"Clang!..."
A sharp iron blade slashed diagonally, Silver Raven Samurai Yuma slightly turned, avoiding the critical spot at his neck, and used his armored shoulder to take the hit. Then, he suddenly drew the bronze axe from his waist, delivering a head-on chop to the third sailor's face!...
"Haha! Divine Chief bless! These brittle skins like cactus fruits dare call themselves evil demons?! Haha, watch me cut off their heads!"
The Silver Raven Samurai Yuma killed three people in a row, his face splattered with blood beads. The ten or so Taino militia behind him were finally inspired by his bravery, raising their long spears and charging over, stabbing randomly at the enemy. In the face of rows of long spears, another sailor was killed in this wave of seven or eight, with the rest utterly frightened. They shouted something about "Maria" and turned to flee towards the large group of people by the fence!
"Hmm! These evil demons' blood doesn't seem much different from the Seaside Tribes' blood, huh? Could it be that they too are made by the Divine using corn, like us?..."
The Silver Raven Samurai Yuma smiled innocently, licking the blood-splattered lips, tasting the "evil demon's" flavor. Although these "evil demons" were white-skinned and had long beards, their blood was red, bearing the same sweet metallic scent.
He pondered for a moment, couldn't figure it out, and decided not to think about it. He squatted down, pulling out the bronze axe lodged in the enemy's face, splattering himself with blood again. Then, he walked to the corpse of the first enemy he killed, who seemed to be a chieftain among the demons, wearing a feather crown-like vibrant red four-cornered hat. Such a chieftain's head certainly constituted an outstanding military achievement!...
