On the night of July 1, the mouth of Valdivia River, Yunsheng 1 and the East Coast Eagle were wandering on the sea surface. In the distance, small boats were put down on the offshore sea surface where the Galician Flying Fish were anchored. From a distance in the dark, soldiers like ants climbed down the deck quickly along the rope ladder. After each boat was filled with soldiers, the Charuians who were driving the boat unbuttoned the ropes tied to the boat, and then the boat began to slowly row forward. Due to the tide, the boat was traveling quite fast on the sea surface.

Xie Hansan jumped gently onto the beach, nodded to the Chalua people who were pushing the boat forward, and then started a whole line with the soldiers. After placing four nearly 200 soldiers in two rows in a row, Xie Hansan led his troops to advance to a settlement located in the Spanish more than a thousand meters away under the leadership of two English pirate guides.

This settlement has more than 400 residents, roughly located near the outer port of Coral in Valdivia in later generations. It is not very large in scale, but it is a very important place. Because the minerals collected in the inland areas are transported to Valdivia after initial processing, they are transported here via the Valdivia River, and then shipped from here to the big cities in the north.

In addition, the most critical point for Xiao Bailang's fleet was that the Spaniards built a fort here, facing the central channel of the Valdivia River. In other words, if this nail is removed, it will be difficult for everyone to feel at ease and boldly follow the river to attack the city of Valdivia.

A team of nearly two hundred people struggled between the hills and the bushes until the second half of the night, and the entire team finally crossed the last hill and saw a faint fire at the foot of the mountain, which was a small Spanish town.

"Ten minutes of rest!" Xie Hansan whispered the order. The soldiers sat down on the ground, opened their military kettle, and started drinking water to rest.

While drinking water, Xie Hansan discussed with several platoon leaders under him: "The primary goal this time is to seize the fort. As for the Spaniards in the town, don't worry about it, and let's talk about everything after you capture the fort."

Several platoon leaders and deputy platoon leaders under Xie Hansan were also veterans of the time travel, and nodded silently after hearing this.

Ten minutes later, the entire team stood up in a low command. Xie Hansan ordered: "The first row, arrange the turret between the fort and the town to restrain the Spaniards who might aid the turrets; the second, third, and fourth rows, concentrate the troops and push them flat along one side of the turret. Be careful not to disperse. The Spanish turrets may have a small number of garrison troops. Our goal is to seize the turrets, rather than wipe out the Spaniards here. Okay, let's start the action now!"

Two hundred people marched down the hillside in silence. Perhaps because of their comfort for many years, the Spanish were extremely relaxed in defense. After more than ten minutes of the team arrived at the outer edge of the town, they did not encounter any sentinels. Xie Hansan thought about it and laughed. After all, this was just an ordinary Spanish town, not a military camp, where did the sentinels come from? Moreover, the Araucan people here have been eliminated for many years, and the rest have become Shunmen under the Spanish colonial rule. No wonder the Spanish were so relaxed in defense. But even if they are strictly guarded, what can they do? The town with hundreds of people cannot defend against this well-equipped and experienced army at present. After the troops bypassed the town, the first row chose a position to defend on the spot, and the other three rows quickly approached the fortress several hundred meters away.

The moonlight tonight is still bright, and the river ahead is shimmering, and the white air that the soldiers' mouths are revealed in the bright moonlight. The Valdivian River is a tide-sensing river. The river water hits the coast hard under the action of the tide, making a huge sound. If it weren't for the war, at the mouth of the Valdivian River in summer, the cool sea breeze blows, the bright moonlight, drinking the wine produced in the local vineyards while watching the sea and listening to the waves, would probably be a joy in life.

"In order to form three rows of horizontal lines in the ranking units, the ranks are separated by two meters, load and move forward!" After arriving at the ground, Xie Hansan began to order.

The Spanish finally noticed the movement outside at this time, and a vague sound of Spanish questioning came from the opposite side. The tide was too loud and it was not real to hear it. However, Xie Hansan and the others were not going to answer them in Spanish. Under the command of the officers, the soldiers in the second row rushed to the first gun position and then answered collectively with the sound of gunfire.

The Spaniards' gun positions were all open, with heavy guns mounted on four-wheeled gun trucks and protected by natural terrain. A bunker was set up next to the gun position, where powder barrels and shells were stored, and gunners usually rested here. The soldiers lined up in close formations and cleaned up one by one. The Spaniards' resistance was extremely weak. After the front several gun positions fell, the gunners in the gun position at the back simply ran away, and didn't care about the cannons.

Half an hour later, the soldiers cleared the seven artillery positions and then began to advance to an adjacent hill where about six or seven artillery pieces remained uncleared.

Xie Hansan was very careful all the way until he rushed to the small hill. It was expected that the Spanish turrets of the Chinese and Spanish turrets had never appeared. Most of the gunners here also fled, leaving only a few courageous Spaniards who were still resisting. These Spanish held a coercion gun or cold weapons, and persisted in vain in the dark. Xie Hansan gathered two platoons of soldiers and carried out a fire-catching attack to the place where the fuse was shining with the fire in the dark. The Spanish's final resistance finally collapsed.

At this point, the Spanish turrets announced that they had changed hands. The entire battle took less than an hour, and the crossing crowds killed three people and slightly injured two people, occupying all fourteen artillery positions. The whole battle was as easy as a joke.

There was a little movement in the Spanish town. Xie Hansan ordered the soldiers in the second and third rows to run to meet up immediately. He himself led the soldiers in the fourth row to light a fire to report the news to Yunsheng No. 1 and the "East Coast Eagle" on the sea, while interrogating several Spanish prisoners. Father Pedero was particularly active at this time. He intimidated and beat his Spanish compatriots and soon collected the information that Xie Hansan wanted.

It turned out that the Spaniards here have been living for a long time. The gunners and officers and soldiers of the garrison would return to their homes in the town to rest in many nights. There were only a few soldiers left on the turret, not even a single officer. The dozen people who were shot on the hill just now were a few left-behind garrison soldiers. In addition, the Spanish armed forces in the town were also very weak, with only a few dozen militias equipped with some coercive guns and cold weapons.

After obtaining the information, Xie Hansan ordered the platoon leader of the third platoon to temporarily act as the highest commander here, and he quickly rushed to the first platoon to command to see if it was possible to take the town with the flow.

Fabian Klingerman and his comrades in the first row had just finished a volley, and the Spaniards on the opposite side suddenly fell down. Fabian took out the fixed ammunition package wrapped in oil paper from the cowhide ammunition package and started the intense loading work. This wave of Spaniards rushed over after seeing the incident in the fort, as if they were preparing to support the fort, but just halfway through, they were hit by the volley of more than 40 flintlock rifles in the first row. The Spaniards who rushed in the front suddenly fell down.

After more than a dozen people were fired, the remaining people were a little scared when they saw so many muskets shooting at them in the darkness, and they all found a place to hide. Some brave Spaniards fired at this side with a medley gun, but they didn't know where the bullet was shot in the darkness. The flames generated by the burning of the fuse exposed the place where he was hiding. Several flintlock guns fired at the other side under the command of the officers and the old non-commissioned officers, and immediately dispersed the courage of these Spanish people.

When Xie Hansan arrived, the three platoons of soldiers had completely defeated the Spanish through alternate shooting. Looking at the corpses of more than twenty Spanish people scattered on the ground, Xie Hansan decisively ordered the attack towards the town.

The town was already brightly lit, shouting, crying, and roaring. The whole town was surrounded by a circle of tall trees and fences, with a door for people to enter and exit. Three more than a hundred soldiers in the rows took more than half an hour to find the wooden gate of the Spanish town in the dark. The Spanish soldiers hid behind the door and shot, trying to resist stubbornly. Xie Hansan's trip was light-fitting, and he did not carry any cannons. He had no good idea for the Spanish hiding behind the door.

However, it was almost dawn, and three warships passing through the sea were slowly driving into the Valdivia River. When the dozens of cannons on the three warships were aimed at the town, they saw how these Spanish men still resisted. Thinking of this, Xie Hansan simply stopped trying to attack the town, but retreated, occupied some key points around the town, and waited for the arrival of the navy to solve the problem.

After dawn, the "East Eagle" took the lead into Hanoi Valdivia, followed by the "Galicia Flying Fish" and Yunsheng 1. Yunsheng 1 has been shutting down its mainframe these days. At this time, it slowly drove into Hanoi with strong southwest wind, and then anchored in the waterway opposite the town. The black muzzle pointed directly at the thin wooden fence wall of the town.

Three enemy warships hanging with red-bottomed double swords and goshawk flags were moored in the river. This deterrence was more effective than any pale words. Soon, a chaotic burst out between the Spaniards who saw this situation in the town, and there was a faint sound of gunfire. Half an hour later, just as the crossings were about to lose patience, the wooden door of the town finally opened, and several Spaniards slowly walked out holding a white flag.
Chapter completed!