Eastern Port Acapulco.

The canyon was filled with wet mist in the morning, and the wet military tent was wet by rain. The sticky feeling of hands to touch made people feel uncomfortable. Fortunately, the air was very fresh in the rain, which could dispel the strong smell of blood in the canyon.

A simple canopy was set up on the edge of the camp, and the merchant's entourage and a large number of soldiers were logging wood in the rain, rushing to make defensive equipment.

Bernard frowned and looked at the camp.

The wounded soldiers, lying in the muddy soil, were all wounded soldiers. Because in battle, except for the nobles, no one would consider that ordinary soldiers had any needs besides a blanket and a sip of hot soup. Their military tent was seriously insufficient, and a large number of wounded soldiers could only lie on the muddy ground in the drizzle.

Sorrowful clouds and mist spread throughout the camp.

His night attack was declared defeated after the Ming reinforcements arrived quickly. Even if the mercenaries on both wings fought bravely over the barriers and met the Ming army in close combat, they could not make up for the tide-like Ming reinforcements in the battle in terms of numerical advantage, and they were repelled again and again.

The narrow corridor behind the barrier wall limits the width of the battle, and there are few soldiers on both sides in the battle, so even if the attack is frustrated, the battle can still be continued.

The phalanx infantry took advantage of the rush of the defenders to advance the front line to a hundred steps away from the Ming army's barriers, and continued to suppress the shooting with many newly recruited musketeers. The battle situation was once stalemate. It was not until it started raining that the Spanish musketeers equipped with a large number of musketeers were useless, and the mercenaries and the indigenous people retreated backwards.

"In fact, we have more people, with more than six hundred people on both wings, but those despicable Ming people put traps on the road, a kind of three-legged iron nail that prevented the troops behind us from passing quickly. In that kind of stone wall fortress, we were always under attack."

"Many people have their feet stabbed and cannot continue fighting."

The mercenary leaders who have been through the battlefield now think that the Ming army is a group of gods. Compared with them, the New World is their homeland, while the Ming army is on an expedition... Who is the fucking one bringing a few ships of nails on an expedition?

I remember that when the Spanish conquerors ran to the New World in a boat, the docking boat was gone, and the paupers were blinded everywhere, and they were either beaten to death by the indigenous people or starved to death. Later, they found out that it could support many people here, so they sent manpower on a large scale.

Even so, the so-called "large scale" is just three or five boats.

At this moment, the mercenary leader did not mourn the subordinates who died in the war, but only felt sad for the pioneers who starved to death and died of illness in the New World.

If that generation had the power to gather 500 twenty-ton transport ships, they could colonize the whole world!

"I saw it."

Bernard meant that he saw the mercenaries approaching the Ming army's "fortress" and were repelled. In addition to these, he also noticed that the fortifications of the Ming army were divided into two layers. In addition to the stone walls that were built very much like the Ottoman city wall, there seemed to be another layer underground.

At night, he could clearly see that the Ming army fired two rows of gunfire after the fortification.

"Let your people look forward to the position and dig trenches in the rain. No one knows when the Ming army will attack. We will also build fortifications."

In this era, position warfare was far from the mainstream. Bernard had no intention of building trenches and fortifications at first, and he didn't even plan to set up a camp. He brought 10,000 good men, and they advanced to this, attacked, and then won the victory.

Who would have thought that the Ming army could repair the fortifications so thickly in a short period of time?

For Bernard, positional warfare is a helpless compromise as the offensive side.

"Occurrence? It's raining now."

The surprise of the mercenary leader is not surprising. Western generals will try to avoid fighting in bad weather. Most of the time, this avoidance will be a decision between both sides or multiple parties, which does depend on military needs.

Winter or rainy days will make it difficult for roads to march, soldiers cannot get enough rest, and supplies will be troubled. Who would be willing to fight under such conditions?

But Bernard replied: "Our opponents are not the French fools who have put their country in a civil war, nor are they the indigenous people, those Ming people - do you know what they are thinking in their minds?"

This is actually the most troublesome thing that Bernard felt. In the short-term battle, he realized that the enemy he was facing was completely different from the past. It was indeed not a wise decision to attack rashly before he could understand it.

He did not understand the Ming army's combat strategy or its behavioral habits, so the battle seemed to be getting more and more difficult.

Fortunately... Bernard raised his head and found that the visibility in the Rain Angel Canyon was much worse, but he could still see the Ming army barriers shrouded in the rain and fog.

"Luckily they don't look like they are going to fight me in the rain."

The chef carrying the hot soup into the tent, and the servants behind him served ham risotto, fish soup, and half a glass of wine.

But this is just Bernard's food. The treatment of the soldiers outside is much worse. They only have soup and small pieces of bread that cannot be seen. This is the food that has just been reduced today, otherwise they can eat two more slices of red sausage.

I don't know how long this battle will last, so Bernard dared not let the soldiers go and eat, so he could only try his best to consider it as long as possible.

But fighting in the rain? What a joke!

The head coach of the Ming army, the Du Gong, was busy bathing his feet all night, and he was not allowed to let his subordinates dance with you in the rain.

The night battle lasted for nearly an hour from the attack of the Western Army until it retreated. Later, the Western Army retreated and the rain also started. As a result, it was naturally a hurry to prepare for the arrival of the rainy season. At the same time, the civil servants were called back to prevent them from getting sick again in the wild.

Bernard became more and more frightened as he fought. Chen Mu was relieved because of this night attack. Although the Western Army's offensive was fierce and the night attack was scary, it actually did not cause much damage to the Ming army.

Only twenty-two people were killed that night, but many were injured, but what does it matter?

Chen Mu dared to pat his chest and said that his army had the best battlefield medical treatment. The hospitals were already outside the canyon. No, after it rained, they moved to the port village. The battlefield hospitals had been established in the port village. As long as people were not dead on the way to the hospital, they would basically not die later.

There were hundreds of wounded soldiers in the Western Army that could not be taken away. It is easy to imagine what their fate was.

He never thought that he could not wait for the trenches in rainy days, but at least the flag army under the awnings of the walls was relatively comfortable. Even if the Spaniards attacked again, they would be able to fight better if they were waiting for their time.

There is no need to be greedy for merit and let the flag army throw their lives so far away.

However, just as Chen Mu was thinking about what dish to add to the flag army today to save the bad weather and the low morale brought by the night attack, the guerrilla flag army wearing green cloak ran all the way from the muddy foothills.

"Master General Lin has stationed ten miles east of the Spaniards!"
Chapter completed!