In mid-July 1631, the time entered the winter in South America. The lowest night temperature in Uruguay, which was in the Little Ice Age, had dropped to nearly zero degrees.

Lin Youde, who had just inspected the camp, wrapped his military coat and walked quickly to the cafeteria. There were hot soup and food prepared for the patrol staff. On this cold winter night, drinking a bowl of steaming fish soup to warm the stomach was really pleasant. There was a thought in his head, and a crisp "bang" sound broke through the quiet night sky. Lin Youde stopped suddenly and turned to look at the whistle tower where the sound came.

Another bullet sounded from the whistle. Carl and his companions were loading nervously, while urging themselves to warn them in simple Chinese terms: "Alarm", "Indians", "Many".

Lin Youde's scalp suddenly became numb, but at this time he could not hesitate. He quickly walked to the gong hanging from the kitchen door, picked up the rolling pin and knocked it hard. Then he ran to the dormitory, kicking the door and shouting.

Soon, the 16 guards who were not on duty who were resting rushed out in disarray. The scene was a bit chaotic, and some people even forgot to take their weapons.

Lin Youde's face was very bad: "What happened! An Indian attack! Everyone brought weapons and prepared to fight! Chang Kaisheng, go to mobilize the construction team's people, and then distribute the weapons. Quick!"

Gunshots also sounded from the mail tower next to the east gate! Lin Youde's face changed slightly, there was no gate at the east gate at present! If the Indians who came to attack rushed in through the east gate, the fun would be great.

"Hurry! East Gate! Follow me if you have weapons!" Lin Youde was anxious and rushed towards the East Gate first. Behind him were eight or nine guards carrying hunting crossbows.

There was a large amount of debris and soil piled up at the east gate. As soon as Lin Youde rushed to the nearby, he saw several Indians climbing up the pile of debris through the lit brazier. The two sentry's convex guns on the sentry tower had just been fired and were nervously loading.

"Aim, shoot!" With Lin Youde's order, the sound of the hunting crossbow "rattles" suddenly rose and fell one after another. Several Indians who had just stood up straight were hit by the fire of the featherless arrows and steel balls over a distance of more than 20 meters, and they all screamed and fell down. Everyone was unintentionally watching the results of the battle and began to load and wind the strings in a hurry.

A loud shout sounded outside the east gate, and soon, the Indians climbed onto the pile of soil, garbage made of waste building materials and debris again.

"Look at it and fight again. Don't shoot all three arrows at once!" Lin Youde ordered. Just now, ten people here shot out all thirty arrows or steel balls at a time, and the results were only pitiful four people.

The medley gun has been loaded. Two Swiss immigrants on the whistle tower fired again, in return for two screams from the Indians at the door. Lin Youde ordered the shooting again, and this time he shot ten featherless arrows and steel balls that knocked the remaining two to the ground.

The east gate is relatively narrow, and the pile of construction waste makes it difficult for the other party to climb up the garbage dump at a time. Moreover, two constant-firing meteors on the sentry tower on the side of the gate also gave the other party a great side injury, making it difficult for the other party to accumulate at the door.

The two sides confronted each other for a few minutes, and soon, a loud sound came from outside the east gate again. Several Indians were holding simple bows and arrows to shoot at the sentry tower. The sentry on the sentry tower was not noticed for a while. One was hit by the bone arrow and injured his face, while the other hurriedly hid in hiding.

Lin Youde was a little anxious. There were only ten people on his side, and if Indians were allowed to come in in large numbers, they would be unable to resist. At this moment, Liu Dafa from the construction team rushed over with a group of people. They carried a few heavy boxes and shouted slogans. The white air from the corners of their mouths was particularly eye-catching in the middle of the night.

"Good thing!" Lin Youde suddenly guessed what was in the box, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Why didn't he expect this?

The three-year-old full-body armor is made by the weapon workshop through hydraulic forging hammers, including iron helmets, masks, iron armor, and thigh armor, and the total weight is nearly 40 kilograms. In this era when the plate armor is gradually declining, the weapon workshop uses iron armor forged with high hardness steel, which is said to be able to set up the shooting of the mesh gun at medium and long distances. It is a new generation of export foreign exchange-making products prepared by the Executive Committee. Currently, only five pairs have been made, and all of them have been sent to Dingyuan Fort.

"Hurry! You, you, you, and you two, put on iron armor. Everyone else comes to help." Lin Youde appointed five strong guards to put on iron armor. The remaining people rushed forward, unboxing, and helped the guards wear iron armor. The group of construction workers brought by Liu Dafa had more than 30, including ten combs and several hunting crossbows. Their arrival greatly enhanced the firepower density. In the excitement of the crowd, everyone shouted to counterattack back. However, Lin Youde knew the virtues of these time travelers, so he could shoot arrows from afar. If they were allowed to fight in close combat or casualties, their morale would soon collapse. So he just asked five guards wearing iron armor to step forward with hunting crossbows, and everyone else was shooting on the spot.

The two messile guns on the mail tower had stopped firing, and the Indians were crowded at the door. Several attempts to climb over the garbage dump were intercepted by fierce firepower on the other side, but they failed, leaving more than a dozen bodies. However, they still did not intend to give up and were still trying to break through the door.

Five "iron men" approached the sentry tower in accordance with Lin Youde's orders and slowly climbed up to the top of the sentry tower along the wooden staircase. One of the two Swiss immigrants on the sentry tower was seriously injured and fell to the ground, with one arrow on their face and chest, and blood foam kept gushing from the corners of their mouths; the other was slightly injured and had an arrow on their shoulders, and he was bandaging himself to stop bleeding.

"Shoot!" A low voice came from under Chang Kaisheng's mask. After firing a round of frigate with a mezzanine, the five "iron men" decisively took out the loaded hunting crossbow and fired accurately. The armor kept jingling, which was the weak and weak counterattack of the Indians.

After the three feather arrows were shot, the three feather arrows were loaded and fired again. The Indians crowded at the door were in trouble. The projectiles with extremely high speed were ruthlessly penetrated their unprotected bodies. Chang Kaisheng smiled cruelly, and when he was about to continue loading and shooting, the Indians had already retreated.

When Lin Youde, who was twenty meters away, saw Chang Kaisheng's gesture of holding high, he immediately felt relieved. "Ring the string! Go forward at a uniform speed and keep the formation!" Nearly forty travelers lined up in two rows, holding a coercion or a hunting crossbow, and slowly walked towards the gate. People here are the first time they are in battle. Excitement, fear, joy, disgust and other emotions are intertwined. Some bit their lips tightly, some are stiff and their legs are straight, some are shaking, some are dry mouth, and some are breathing rapidly. The entire team is pushing towards the gate in a silent atmosphere.

The "Iron Man" Chang Kaisheng on the flanking mail tower made a safe gesture, indicating that there were no Indians at the gate.

"Stop!" Lin Youde yelled, "The first team is on guard, and the second team starts to block the door. Pay attention to safety!"

Liu Dafa sighed lightly and led a group of old brothers from the construction team to pile up abandoned building materials, soil, etc. at the gate. For safety reasons, they did not reveal their bodies, but climbed up the garbage dump and threw large pieces of debris and building materials into the air. Soon, in just 20 minutes, the small door was piled up with messy things. Lin Youde breathed a sigh of relief, leaving a team of people to cooperate with the defense of the sentry tower, and turned around and disappeared into the vast night, and other parts of the city were not peaceful.

On the night of July 13, this long winter night was spent in panic and chaos for the travelers. The intermittent gunfire and shouting continued until 5 a.m. on the 14th. The panicked travelers even dragged out several cannons. Lin Youde and a group of people attacked everywhere, gathering up the travelers running around, while organizing the travelers with weapons to support various key points.

At 5 a.m. Dingyuan Fort, which had been noisy all night, finally calmed down. After harassing for most of the night, the Indians took away all the bodies they could take away and disappeared into the wilderness.
Chapter completed!