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The blocks of St. Augustine are quite large. As the central city of the Florida region, it has a length and width of about one tenth of the liga. The blocks are scattered with large and small residential houses, shops, warehouses, churches and Spanish colonial institutions. Of course, the most eye-catching building here is the sturdy Governor Fortress.

The cool sea breeze blowing from the Matanzas River dispelled the smoke that filled the city. This small stone fortress with a circumference of only more than 300 meters revealed her lofty honor at this moment. There were many stones, sandbags, powder barrels, earth bombs and muskets on the narrow city. The soldiers of the Spanish colonial army in messy clothes poked their heads out in groups of three or three and looked towards the river bank. Behind them was a

The residents of the city, covered with gunpowder marks and blood, from the age of 11 or 12 to 50 or 60, and even women, were scattered in every corner of the city, loading guns of soldiers, carrying powder barrels and bombs for them, and sometimes even participating in the battle in person. It was the tenacity of the Spanish defenders and the heroic behavior of these residents that the small castle did not fall after being besieged by the pirates for a day and a night.

In the block not far below the city wall, their old rival, the pirates, were as hysterical as the apocalypse, fearless as the end of the world. The escape of three ships including Luck and the sinking of two ships including Esmelanda made them cut off all supplies, ammunition and retreat. They could only gather together in vain and wait for God's ruling.

More than a dozen fierce pirates dragged some four-pound and six-pound cannons to the shore and fired guns on the river surface based on the favorable terrain on the shore. Their shelling was not without results. A four-pound shell lucky enough to hit the side deck of the "East Coast Eagle", resulting in the death of a gunner. This serious incident caused them a tragic blow. Three warships of the East Coast Republic private formation fired several rounds of spectacular volleys after receiving the signal, and more than a hundred shells directly knocked the dozen pirates and artillery dead into pieces.

After the shelling stopped, the pirates who had gathered together suddenly suffered heavy casualties, and the rest scattered in birds and beasts. Some clever guys took the initiative to raise white flags, and the rest of those who were not clear enough either hid in the houses on the street and left their fate to God's verdict, or escaped into the vast primitive jungle and swamp behind the city, and handed their fate to the crocodile and poisonous snake.

Landing operations are always so annoying. Xie Hansan helplessly wore cowhide military boots filled with river water and began to order the soldiers to advance in a whole team. The trumpeter played the cheerful "Victory belongs to the Army March". A total of more than 200 soldiers from the Army who were listed on the river bank and a company of the security forces were more than 200 soldiers, wearing round-necked white shirts and blue striped military trousers, wearing cowhides with water, a saber with a waist, a rifle in his hand, and a solemn face to advance the Augustine block.

"The Army's sluts." Lu Ming, who was holding a telescope in his hand, groaned weakly on the deck of the "East Coast Eagle", said with a weak moaning, "This formation is for fear that others will not know that we are from the East Coast. This formation is not like a pirate who is rushing around in war, so we might as well raise the national flag and the navy flag."

"Haha. The Army is not good at fighting, but they are all sets of things and pomp. You didn't see Peng Zhicheng, who is wearing a general dress that I don't know where to get it all day, and also wears white gloves. Humph, it's normal for the upper beam to be right and the lower beam to be crooked." Wang Tiechui also smiled, complaining that the Army is the common hobby of the Navy.

The Spaniards on the city wall and the remaining pirates in the block also looked foolishly at the neat and well-equipped "white shirt" troops until they entered the block. The resistance in the block can be said to be negligible. After all, idiots who dared to commit suicide attacks against dozens of cannons on the river and more than two hundred rifles in front of them were a few, and most people rationally chose to surrender their weapons.

Taoist Shou, who was temporarily acting as the acting company commander of the Public Security Army, and his deputy Anda Fifteen, led their newcomers to pull all the surrendered pirates to the open land on the river bank to guard them, and then searched for the property on the pirates one by one. These guys had previously captured most of the blocks of St. Augustine, and they had obtained a lot of property, so they had to vomit them all out now.

The pirates were a little turbulent, and some emotional pirates shouted loudly at language that the soldiers could not understand.

"Bah! The pirates of the Mavericks don't know how to live or die, and have become prisoners under the ranks, and are still so arrogant. Lord Xie has orders. Anyone among the prisoners who do not obey the orders, loudly make noises, and flee with weapons, will be killed without any regard for them." Taoist priest Changshou, a company of the Public Security Army, snorted coldly and said, "Anda, if you take two platoons, you will find that those who meet these three conditions will be killed without any regard for them."

"Hay!" Anda said with a fifteenth moment, then he rushed over with two platoons of security soldiers. A platoon of soldiers stopped sixty meters away, loaded ammunition for the guns and lined up in two rows, and 50 muskets were staring tightly at this side.

Anda Fifteen, with fifty soldiers holding sharp swords, rushed into the pirate group and kicked the pirates standing there one by one. Those who resisted slightly were slashing head-on and purging them. With the more than a dozen headless corpses on the ground, Anda Fifteen successfully made these fierce pirates silent, and squatted on the ground with their hands behind their heads.

After the pirates were subdued, the rest of the matter was easy to handle. The soldiers searched one by one, confiscated all the coins, jewelry and some valuable property on their bodies and packages, and piled them on the banks of the river. At the same time, the work of cleaning up the property scattered in the block was also proceeding in an orderly manner. A regular army of the army blocked all the shops, warehouses, churches and other buildings in the block, and then sent personnel to count the property; while the remaining 50 security soldiers entered the houses in groups of three or two, picking up the property and money left in the house.

Three hours later, the group of soldiers, like locusts, finally cleaned up the entire block. Thousands of fur, tons of cotton, brightly colored textiles, rare dyes and spices, precious Brazilian mahogany, cured meat and animal fat, and a large amount of gold and silver piled up like mountains on the banks of the river. The hard-working Chalujah sailors took a small boat to sort and pack the supplies one by one, and then transported them to the three battleships anchored in the heart of the Matanzas River.

The army soldiers who had cleared the block did not delay. They destroyed several cannons left by the pirates, and then lined up to return to the river bank. At this time, the Spaniards who had been watching the city wall for a long time finally sent an officer to negotiate.

"Gentlemen, I am Alessis, the second lieutenant of the Kingdom of Spain. Please indicate your identity." The Spanish officer, who was covered in clothes and smoke, asked vigilantly.

Xie Hansan's Spanish is not very good, but he still roughly understood the meaning of the Spanish envoy. "You don't need to know our identity, you just need to know that we saved you - the poor Spanish, and these supplies will be the rewards we ask for. Of course, we will rest here for a few days next time, and may also use your facilities at the shipyard by the river."

"But these goods are the common property of the gentlemen and citizens of St. Augustine, and you have no right to deal with them." The Spanish envoy was still arguing, "This is the territory of the Governor of New Spain, the Kingdom of Spain, and you can only use any of our facilities after the permission of the General of Florida, provided that we are subject to our supervision."

"Mr. Second Lieutenant!" Xie Hansan raised his voice impatiently: "I think some things that are explained clearly may help you recognize the facts. Are you a local?"

"No, I'm an Almerian."

"Then, I think it is necessary to popularize you the origin of the St. Augustine and the Matanzas River." Xie Hansan said.

"Please...please say."

"In 1565, Menides led a fleet to attack Caroling Arbor, a stronghold of a group of French Protestants near St. Augustine. After defeating the French, he not only demolished the French castle, but also carried out an inhuman massacre here. Almost all French residents and their Indian allies were massacred. This is the origin of the Matanzas River. Second Lieutenant, you should be very clear about what Matanzas means in Spanish. Yes, it means 'Holocaust'." Xie Hansan looked at the battleships anchored in the heart of the river and the Spanish fortress on the banks of the river, and said with a frosty face: "I believe neither you nor I want to see the second massacre happening here 69 years later. Go back, Second Lieutenant, repay my words to your commander, and he will forgive you."
Chapter completed!