Chapter 2255 - 1608: The Brutal Raid!
The sun sets, and the water surface of San Juan Bay is like polished Obsidian, gently reflecting the glow of the sunset. Along the east coast, a gentle hill gradually rises from the coastline, covered with chest-high lemongrass and soft-stemmed dwarf palm.
And at this moment, pairs of vigilant eyes crouch in the tall grass. They resemble a wolf pack before the hunt, watching the distant village stronghold of the Castilians, planning in hushed tones about this "Wild Bull" that is far stronger than them.
"Juan, are you sure you want to split the forces into two, to raid the demon’s lair? One group to start a fire while the other kills?"
"Yes! We’ve been scouting for so long, and for our first move, let’s give them something big! Look, the demons in this village have gone somewhere, there’s noticeably fewer of them! Their most heavily guarded center is at the port in the north, with dozens stationed there. The other is the Cross Temple in the center, also with dozens stationed. These two places are hard to attack..."
Red-haired Juan takes back the Divine Eye Glasses and, spying again on the unsuspecting demon stronghold, whispers.
"These two spots are tough like sea urchins; we don’t touch them. We hit the weaker ones, squash their jellyfish! Look, to the south is a large area of North Bay Tribe villages! There are many thatched huts and some new wooden houses... We charge in from here, slashing demons and burning huts!"
"To the east, there is a grass field with sheds, full of unknown numbers of four-legged riding beasts... This place is not far from that Cross Temple, so the south should first set a fire to lure them over there. Then, another group will charge from here, slaughter their riding beasts! This way, we won’t fear their pursuit..."
"We’ll attack just before dawn! Raid until daylight, then immediately retreat, no lingering! Old Pu, you lead the warriors, and attack from the south first. I will lead the tribesmen and attack from the east! We coordinate, slash slash slash slash slash!..."
Saying that, Red-haired Juan gets somewhat excited, his eyes filled with eagerness for messing around and war. Huitu Puapu touches his nose, glancing at the demon stronghold that resembles a cuttlefish nest, hesitating.
"May the Chief Divine protect us! This night raid is haphazard, just face-to-face slaughter... there will surely be significant casualties..."
"That’s exactly what we need, face-to-face slaughter! We charge in chaotically, the demons fight us chaotically too. In the dark, with fire, they may not even wear armor... that’s the best way to fight them! Haven’t we been watching those demon patrol squads these days? Each covered in iron, very orderly formations. If they were all armored and in formations, your warriors might not even surpass them!"
Red-haired Juan gives a sidelong glance at Huitu Puapu, then laughs as he thinks of something.
"Pu! Have you been in Cuba so long you’ve gone dull, soft, and scared?"
"Who’s scared? Who’s soft?! I, Huitu, am like a long spear, I never speak of fear!"
Huitu Puapu stubbornly retorts, glancing again at the demon stronghold, then asks.
"Then why aren’t you leading people to attack from the south, and I lead people from the east? The south clearly has greater pressure..."
"Oh my Chief Divine! Huitu, you are all proper armored warriors! Plus, when you see those four-legged riding beasts whinny, you look awful scared... can you really finish off these riding beasts? It must be quick and precise, no time for the demons to protect them!"
"..."
Huitu Puapu is momentarily speechless. The fifty Kingdom’s Warriors under him indeed feel fear upon seeing these demon "four-legged riding beasts" for the first time. Actually, everyone is not afraid of the demons’ cannon or matchlock guns because they’ve seen it many times. But upon hearing the "four-legged riding beasts" whinny, they can’t help but shiver, as if facing some mythical creature.
On the contrary, this group of Wilderness Canine Descendants originally hold no reverence for Divine Spirits. They are accustomed to dealing with Northern Wild Bulls, and handle these "four-legged riding beasts" well. The eastern assault, taking out the riding beasts, still requires the Canine Descendants.
"Pu, stop hesitating! One word, do we do it or not?"
"...Do it!!"
Once the bow is drawn, there’s no turning back; they say do it, and it’s do it. The two bend over and leave the grassy hill, with the demon stronghold below entirely unsuspecting.
The veteran soldiers guard the port, directing hundreds of Taino strong men to work. Sailors nestle in the village, indulging in the hundreds of Taino women. Church Knights are stationed around the Cross Church, basking in the Almighty’s glory. Their chamberlains have half gone to the west to guard the farms, while the other half still feed horses in the east.
As for the colonist strong men, they are walking along the west river, marveling at the sprouts of oats and wheat in the newly seeded farm and praising the fertile land here.
"Praise the Almighty! What fertile East India land! Far more fertile than back home! Even the grapes I’ve planted are growing exceptionally well!"
"Yes, yes! There are still so many grasslands in the east, should put more sheep... at the moment, there are too few sheep!"
"Haha! Once this land is cleared, build a wooden house, raise some pigs and sheep, make a communal mill, catch a couple of young and pretty native women... life would be perfect!"
"Exactly! Blessed be the Virgin Mary! Such life, where can we dream it at home? All thanks to the Queen’s grace!..."
"Praise the Holy Mother, praise the Queen!"
The heartfelt prayers resonate among the colonist strong men by the river, far more devout than the sailors. Nearby, the Church Armed Forces chuckle, observing the "prosperous" scene, singing hymns to the Almighty. Yet this "prosperity" originates from taking the land of the Taino Tribe, enslaving the tribe’s men and women, then watering with Taino blood and flesh...