open sea

Chapter 1017 Gold
On the wilderness north of Bogotá, Colombia, Lautaro was wearing a Spanish sailor’s wrinkled linen jacket and camel leather trousers from the southern tip of Chile on his legs, which seemed out of place. He carried a stone adze on his shoulder and walked northward.

Behind him was a whole squad of Spanish soldiers.

The establishment of the Spanish company consists of 25 people in a squad. There are such squads all over the vast land of Colombia. Ten or twelve squads form a company. These company soldiers may be Spaniards or mixed-race Spaniards. Possibly Indians.

The reason for dispersing the troops was to allow the surrounding Indian villages to support them, so as to avoid the pressure on the military pay of the Viceroyalty of Peru, and to use as much gold and silver as possible to the Ming Empire to mint silver coins for the king or use them for corruption.

For Spain, military pay is irrelevant. Their soldiers have long been accustomed to defaulting on military pay, not to mention that they can rob without military pay.

It's not the kind of individual soldiers who go out to rob, that's the practice of rebellious army bandits; in the New World, once a company or several companies are in arrears with their salaries for too long and there is no way to do it, the officers will find a way to go into battle and rob during the battle. All surrounding lands, villages, to replenish the pockets of soldiers.

"We got lucky today."

Wearing an Italian duck-billed helmet and half-armor, the squad leader pressed the Toledo steel sword on his waist, and led the soldiers to follow behind Lautaro. They lined up with the infantry in three loose rows and marched aimlessly to the north.

It is worth mentioning that the team leader's half body armor has a specious Ming Dynasty style. The arm armor protecting the upper arm and half of the chest has a tiger head similar to the Song-style mountain armor of the Ming Dynasty. There is a breastplate that is more decorative than practical.

This set of half-body armor was made two years ago by a well-known Italian armor maker. It was made according to a painting handed down by the Jesuit monks in Macau. It's called Demon Armor.

In the squad leader's shade bag, there is a piece of gold the size of a finger.

The shade bag is a bag between the legs, which is related to the fashion concept of Europeans. The male charm is broad shoulders, thin waist, long legs, and big birds. The tighter the better, it is best to match it with a pair of pointed shoes. Of course, if you are a social person, you have to bring a sword.

But leggings, it is more crotch, and due to the problem of cutting, there is a certain gap between the hip and waist, which leads to an opening in front of the legs.

People add a piece of cloth in front of the opening to form a shade bag, and people stuff the stuffing such as wool, linen or silk into the shade bag to get an exaggerated fanciful protrusion, and occasionally put it inside. Some change or something.

In other words, fashion is a reincarnation. The habit of rich people in ancient Rome wrapping their bodies in six-meter cloth while exposing their thighs while vacuuming was revived after thousands of years.

Of course, the shade bag on the captain's body is not professional as a soldier who makes a living by fighting, which reveals his poverty.

Knights and nobles who really possess wealth often equip a big steel bird on the biggest gap in their plate armor-who uses cloth for real nobles!

It's not that the team leader believes that gold raises birds, but that the Indian in front of him appeared in his defense zone yesterday morning. Since he was not a local Indian, he was arrested and a piece of gold was found from him.

Although the Indian's leather pants did look a bit thick, in the eyes of the Spanish soldiers, the Indians were all either bare-backed or dressed in strange clothes, and there was almost no difference in what they wore.

The squad leader promised Lautaro that he would not kill him if he took them to the place where the gold was found.

So they embarked on the journey of finding wealth early this morning.

Behind them are Europa trendy men stuffed with linen shade bags, making a clatter of armor colliding with each other when they walk, and the Indian liberators wearing feather crowns, beige linen jackets, and dark brown camel leather trousers are carrying stone adzes on their shoulders Happily singing songs that no one can understand.

Several musketeers looked around vigilantly, trying to stop Lautaro from making noise, but the team leader stopped him, and he said relaxedly: "We have no enemies in this land, as long as he wants to sing Let him sing, it doesn't matter if it sounds bad."

"There is nothing sweeter than the sound of gold colliding."

Gradually, they looked closer and closer to their destination. According to the Indian in front, the place where the gold was found was a charming valley with lush bushes.There is a small stream flowing quietly in the valley, and there are such shining stones at the bottom of the river.

Along the way, the Spanish soldiers debated whether the gold grew from the river bed or was washed down from upstream, and they reached the valley that afternoon.

"This is a heaven-sent land, the nearest village is five leagues away." The team leader leaped over the bushes half a person's height, and said with emotion: "No one will find this place, and all the gold here will be ours. "

As he said that, he turned his head to look at Lautaro, thinking that after discovering the gold, he could kill the Indian who sang very badly, so that no one would ever know the secret here.

The sad thing is that this Indian doesn't know anything yet. He met his own eyes and only knew to point forward happily: "It's right there, right there in the creek."

People rushed to the stream, lying on the bank or jumping into the calf-deep stream in search of gold, but found nothing but clear stream water and smooth pebbles.

When they turned their heads angrily and wanted to vent their anger on the Indian who had deceived them, they found that the Indian was no longer there.

In the valley, there was only the echo of their own anger.

No, there are other voices, very close.

It was the sound of the flint wheel, followed by a very familiar chirping sound, so familiar that it seemed to be heard every day, but I couldn't remember what it was.

I remembered it the next moment.

Several fires suddenly appeared in the bushes by the stream at the same time. Amid the deafening explosions, several wooden cannons that had been lurking here for a long time sprayed countless gravels and pebbles, like a big net. Assault on them.

The six unarmored musketeers were beaten into pieces before they could even scream, while the spearmen wearing breastplates and half armor had their legs broken, their eyes were blinded, and their heads were broken. Before the soldiers who were killed or wounded had time to fight back, figures in the bushes beside the wooden cannon were running fast.

Relying on the wooden shield, the team leader, whose right arm was only broken by the impact, clutched the steel sword drawn from his waist, and shouted loudly to the surroundings. He hoped to see an enemy, so that he could know which tribe around here dared to resist the Spanish rule. .

Suddenly, he heard someone shouting behind him: "Here is the gold!"

When he turned his head, the last scene in his life was the Indian wearing camel leather pants showing his upper body in the bushes, holding an arquebus different in shape from theirs, and aiming at him in the Ming army's standard posture of firing a bullpup .

boom!
(End of this chapter)