Chapter 548 Half Life
Zachary Taylor shredded the battle report from Washington.
"We were deceived! There is only a group of niggas in Albuquerque Fortress! Tasan Anna's main force has already gone south, and they are currently besieging the port of Veracruz.
General Winfield's army is in danger, but as long as we take the Albuquerque fort, we can control all of New Mexico! "
Adjutant Narus on the side also responded: "That's right! The Mexicans will have to sit at the negotiating table with us."
"The siege of Veracruz will break if it is not attacked!"
"The Californian Austrians must surrender too!"
"You will definitely be able to live in the White House by then!"
But now there is a problem, and that is how to take the Albuquerque Fortress. Only by eliminating this thorn in the side can we plunder Mexican land "more, faster, better, and more economically."
According to intelligence estimates, there are at most 20,000 Mexican troops in the Albuquerque Fortress, and more than 100,000 U.S. troops in the Rio Grande Barracks. Their strength is at least five times that of the other side, and new troops are constantly arriving.
But there was a problem, and that was rampant yellow fever. If the disease continues to spread, no matter how many troops there are, they will be overwhelmed by the opponent sooner or later.
Thinking of this, Zachary Taylor thought of a good way to utilize waste, that is, let those sick soldiers be used as cannon fodder in siege cities.
This can not only test the firepower of the Mexicans, but also consume their ammunition. At the worst, it can reduce the number of sick people in the army and save food and medicine.
On the other hand, the number of troops in the Albuquerque Fortress is less than eight thousand, but there is enough food and gunpowder.
The black clothes on Diego's body made him completely blend into the night on top of the city, but his face was full of sorrow and longing.
This is the first time in the past three months that the US military camp has moved forward. With such a large-scale move, it seems that the Americans have discovered the fact that the main force of the Mexican army is not there.
Diego didn't know the situation of the war at this time, and the Mexican army's communications had long been interrupted. His agreement with Tasan Anna was that after the rebels were eliminated, the black regiments could evacuate Albuquerque Fort and retreat to Juarez.
Waiting for Tasan Anna's main support to return to New Mexico in one fell swoop.
However, Diego knew very well that if he evacuated from the Albuquerque Fortress, all of northern Mexico would be lost, and there would be no possibility of recovery.
Then the black general made the cruel decision to deceive his regiment into defending the Albuquerque Fortress, leaving the spark for Mexico to counterattack.
But no news has come back for so long, which makes Diego a little worried, because few of the white generals under the President care about Mexico. They only fight for power and profit, so they should all be killed during the meeting!
At the same time, this black general also longed for battle and death. Diego was once invincible as a gladiator. He killed white people, black people, Indians, North American wolves, jaguars, lions, and even big brown bears.
It's just that Diego didn't have the courage as Spartacus. He succumbed to the force of the white people and killed his father, brothers, and friends in order to survive.
Until Tasan Anna's army reached Texas and released him from the iron cage, and declared that black slaves were no longer anyone's property.
Rather, citizens of Mexico can enjoy citizenship rights, as well as the obligations to pay taxes and serve on an equal footing with whites, Indians, and mestizos.
Tasang Anna also gave them the land and property of slave owners who escaped or died, and even lent them food and seeds in order to continue production.
So in San Jacinto, three hundred black soldiers used their flesh and blood to block Sam Houston's charge. When the Mexican army retreated like a torrent, they were like black boulders that remained motionless.
Only twenty-three members of the black legion survived that battle, and Diego was one of them. From that day on he was no longer called "Bonebreaker" or "George" or "Jacob", his name was Diego, which means courage.
George and Jacob were common names for high-ranking black slaves at the time.
July 2, 1844.
The attack and defense of Albuquerque Fort begins.
A large number of American troops who had only half their lives left were rushed to the battlefield, and Deputy Commander Diego shouted excitedly.
"We are warriors on the battlefield of life,
We are not afraid of death,
We accept it as a necessary sacrifice.
Mother Earth protects us,
Attack the enemy in the sky.
Even if it is broken into pieces, it will tear the enemy's flesh and blood."
An ancient African war song sounded again. No one knew when it was created or why it was spread. They only knew that they must fight until death comes.
The artillery of Fortress Albuquerque is far inferior to that of Mexico City and is no match for the US artillery.
However, they never planned to shoot at each other, because if they wanted to capture the fortress, they had to send infantry to attack the city.
Therefore, the artillery of the Albuquerque Fortress had long been in hiding. Although the US bombardment was very enjoyable, it did not cause much damage to the defenders.
The frontline commanders were even more eager for success, and after the bombardment ended, they ordered the remaining soldiers to attack. These American soldiers, half-dead from yellow fever, crossed the Rio Grande in fear.
Just as they were about to form a line to launch an attack, the forts on the city wall immediately roared with cannons. Countless shotgun blasts knocked down all the remaining American soldiers closest to them, and then the defenders began to exert their strength.
Round after round of gunfire soon destroyed the morale of these seriously ill American troops.
When these people wanted to escape back to the other side of the river, they found that the supervisory team had been waiting for a long time. The remaining soldiers could only return to the beach position again.
However, this is no different from committing suicide. This tentative attack will not be over until the last remaining American soldier is killed by the supervising team.
In fact, the number of people killed by the US military supervision team may be even higher than that of the Mexican side.
Then came the targeted shooting of the US artillery, with the goal of destroying those forts that had just shown their power.
At this time, the defenders in the fortress looked at each other. They found that these American troops were much weaker than they thought, and the feelings they had just prepared to die generously seemed to have been brewing in vain.
Diego: "Hey, Diego. With these guys outside, I feel like we can hold on until the food is gone. Looking at the way these people are walking, maybe we can't climb in even if we prepare ladders for them."
Diego: "Damn! Stop talking! Now I feel like we should rush out and push them back to the other side of the river."
Diego: "What a great idea!"
Diego: "Idiot, there are at least tens of thousands of people on the other side! Just guard me, no one is allowed to go out! Call me the cavalry captain!"
On the other side of the river, Zachary Taylor's officers all praised the commander's tactics. It was a stroke of genius to figure out the Mexican firepower at the expense of only a few hundred remaining soldiers.
"Continue the attack! We are going to spend the night on the other side of the river today!"
"Yes! Your Excellency, Commander."
Then another group of American troops advanced while coughing, crossed the Rio Grande and headed for the Albuquerque Fortress.
These people were once again swallowed up by the ruthless flames of war, in exchange for more precise shelling by the US military.
A feeling of despair spread among the remnants of the US military.