Chapter 88
On the grassland, thousands of horses galloped and chariots were rampant.
The sound of gunfire and explosions were heard, and the smoke filled the gunpowder, and people shouted and horses neighed, and blood flowed into a river.
Corpse were scattered on the grassland, and ownerless horses were running on the grassland.
Major Matoro didn't care about all this.
His eyes were only staring at the chariot that drove them like animals, staring at the red "eagle" flag.
Red "Golden Eagle" flag.
Is he really a Chilean?
The reason why he had this idea was that there was a "South American Vulture" on the national emblem of Chile.
Matoro regarded the "Surf Bird" on the flag as the "South American Vulture".
But no matter what, one thing is certain that he is cowardly.
As the four-carrying chariots rushed towards him, he retreated.
When the bullets from the four-pin chariot came, he fled.
Facing the closer and closer enemy, he surrendered.
"Surrender, fortunately, Chileans...well, they are also civilized!"
With Matoro's surrender, the remaining Gaucho cavalry raised their hands one after another, and they jumped off their horses.
Surrendered!
Finally, the thunder sound of tens of thousands of horses galloping on the grassland stopped.
The rushing chariot stopped and looked at the dusty faces on the chariot, Matoro said in shock.
"You, not Chilean? Who are you?"
They are all...barbarians!
But if they were savages, how could they wear the same military uniform?
Looking at Matoro who was escorted over, although he was a little confused that he did not die on the battlefield like in the simulator, Zhu Xianhai still sneered in his heart.
"You have today too!"
"What?"
Major Matoro looked at the Indian in confusion. Did he know him?
Looking at the uniforms that looked a little strange on them, he still had a glimmer of hope.
"Sir, I think we should end it all in a civilized way."
After saying that, he stood attentively to sort out his military uniform, and then took off his sword respectfully.
"Sir, I am Major Matoro Jose, the provincial army of Buenos Aires. This is my command knife, please allow me to surrender to you."
Looking at Major Matoro, who was in charge of his hands, Zhu Xianhai frowned and said in confusion.
"You..., you said you are the provincial army of Buenos Aires,"
Then he turned his eyes to the Gao Qiao people and said in a pretentious manner.
"You are all the provincial troops of Buenos Aires?"
"Well?"
The other party's questions made a question mark pop up in Matoro's heart.
"Sir, what do you mean by you?"
"Aren't you... not Mapuche?"
Zhu Xianhai asked back.
"What!"
Matoro's eyes widened.
"First, sir, what did you say? I, of course, am not a Mapuche, I am a major of the provincial army. I led the troops to fight against the Mapuche all the way. How could I be a Mapuche? Sir, look at my appearance..."
Matoro had countless questions in his mind, and he was completely confused.
Things seem to be a little wrong. How could they regard themselves as Mapuche? If you look at them, you look more like Mapuche people, okay!
"Ah...you are really a provincial army!"
Zhu Xianhai looked at the Gao Qiao people.
"The truth is the Mapuche people they have, Mr. Major, I said... this is a misunderstanding, do you believe it?"
Misunderstand!
Matoro was stunned. He looked at the corpses everywhere, and his heart was filled with a five-scent miscellaneous array.
Misunderstanding your sister!
The five hundred Gaoqiao cavalry basically died at your hands. Now, what misunderstanding did you say? Is there such a misunderstanding?
"I...I believe!"
Looking at Matoro's expression as if he was dead, Zhu Xianhai was proud.
What is a big fist is just a truth!
That's it!
Misunderstanding, I said this is a misunderstanding, do you believe it?
Believe it or not? Is it possible for you?
Will others believe it? Matoro doesn't know, but he is willing to believe it, not just because he wants to live, but more importantly because he wants to keep his position.
Perhaps in terms of the current situation, it is impossible for him to add one or two stars to his military rank, but this does not prevent him from surviving. As for whether it is a real misunderstanding, is it important?
Nothing matters at all.
As long as you survive, everything is possible.
"Sir, who are you?"
Matoro wondered.
"I am the owner of Ameriga, Steven Zhu!"
Zhu Xianhai said.
"My company opened a settlement here, and a few months ago, I was attacked by the Mapuche people. When we learned that the Mapuche people were passing by, I came immediately, and then, hey, I'm sorry for all this happening, I can only say that anything can happen on the battlefield, what do you think? Major."
What can I say?
Matoro responded bitterly,
"Yes, God bless it, it's just a misunderstanding."
God bless me, I survived.
Looking at Matoro's appearance, at this moment, Zhu Xianhai finally let go and finally shook hands with the "Sims" and made peace.
God knows that this guy is the murderer who "kills" himself.
Today, finally revenge!
As for why he wants to keep this guy alive, because he is more useful when he is alive. Although this guy is just a flatterer, this flatterer is deeply trusted by Mitre, and he will definitely do something for his own benefit.
Some of these things are extremely beneficial to Nanhua.
Sometimes, exposing himself to the sun is not a bad thing. Besides, the current situation is no longer possible. Even if he kills Matoro, the fleeing Goggio people will expose their existence to the world.
Then what?
In the next few months, Nanhua was fully revealed to the world. Although it took some trouble in the simulator, the result was not bad. It even exceeded his expectations.
"Yes, the misunderstanding has been eliminated, so we have one more thing to do now."
Zhu Xianhai said with a smile.
"Major, since the misunderstanding has happened, the rest is to eliminate the misunderstanding. Well..."
After thinking about it, Zhu Xianhai said.
"I will immediately send the company's escort to attack the Mapuche people. God knows how this misunderstanding happened. Don't worry, I will definitely destroy the Mapuche people so that they will never dare to attack us again!"
Chapter completed!