Chapter 534 The Mantis Stalks the Cicada, Unaware of the Slingshot Under the Tree

Chapter 534 The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole is behind it, unaware of the slingshot under the tree.

Mexico, St. Louis City.

With a deafening roar, the tall city gate shattered.

The rebels of Jose Apte, who had been waiting for a long time, filed in one after another, and the soldiers roared excitedly like a group of beasts hunting.

The soldiers and civilians in the city had long lost their fighting spirit, either kneeling down to pray for God's blessing, or simply running around like frightened beasts.

The rebels did not have even a trace of mercy in the face of these lambs to be slaughtered. They burned, killed, robbed, and looted, and the evil of human nature was indulged wantonly.

This second most prosperous city in Mexico, the birthplace of Joaquin de Herrera's regime, has now turned into a purgatory on earth.

The rebels looted and purged every house, and whether the owner of the house resisted or not, they would suffer the same fate.

At this moment, being shot directly by a rifle is a kind of luck. There are countless atrocities going on in the city. The cypress trees are full of corpses of all kinds, just like a "Christmas tree".

The bloodstains dragged on the ground make the scene even more weird, as if the followers of the evil god are holding a terrible sacrifice.

People hiding in the house are burned to death, people hiding in the well are buried alive, and those who are captured alive will suffer even more terrible atrocities, being impaled on stakes, or dragged on the road by horses, or thrown into a cauldron and boiled alive.

The fate of women and children is even more miserable. There are almost no survivors under the repeated atrocities.

Joaquin de Herrera was blocked in his home, and his guards and Swiss mercenaries were making the last resistance.

Joaquin de Herrera was still fantasizing about negotiations at this time. After all, he was the president of New Mexico, and Jose Apte was just his deputy.

But the reality is that these rebels don't care who he is at all. They just want money and women. Although the rebels were powerful, no one wanted to fight Joaquin de Herrera's troops head-on.

The battle was not fierce. The two sides fired at each other behind bunkers several hundred meters away. There was no heavy firepower. Considering the hit rate of rifles (muzzle-loading smoothbore muskets) at that time, it was almost a miracle to be able to hit.

Jose Apted soon learned that Joaquin de Herrera's mansion had been under siege for a long time. The latter was still alive, which was the former's concern. After all, the latter was nominally the "president".

So Jose Apted personally led the army to force the palace. Driven by the supervision team, the attack finally improved.

"Herrera, surrender!" Jose Apted, who was full of ambition, wanted to humiliate his old "friend".

But what he didn't expect was that this gave the other party an opportunity. And Joaquin de Herrera was the kind of person who was good at seizing opportunities.

"Don't even think about it! Jose Apte, you are Tasan Anna's lackey!"

Jose Apte laughed when he heard this, but he didn't realize the seriousness of the matter.

"You are talking nonsense! You are not giving us supplies, but asking us to die! You liar!"

"I am not talking nonsense! Mexican brothers! You have all been deceived by this guy Jose Apte! He took all the supplies I gave you!"

Joaquin de Herrera analyzed the cause of the mutiny in a very short time and threw dirty water on Jose Apte. In fact, this is not difficult, after all, it was all caused by him.

"You liar! You are still talking nonsense, keep attacking, I want to capture him alive and hang him on the spire of St. Louis Cathedral!"

Jose Apte looked angry and embarrassed, but he seemed to have no confidence.

Joaquin de Herrera seized the opportunity to add fuel to the fire.

"Now the hero of New Mexico who has turned from darkness to light can receive ten pesos! Whoever kills the traitor Jose Apte, I will reward him with one million pesos and make him the vice president of New Mexico!"

Soon Jose Apte went from being angry to being furious.

"What are you waiting for! Why don't you charge?"

However, his soldiers hesitated. After all, a strong attack would kill people, and the officers found that killing Jose Apte was not a difficult task.

So an officer with a dream of getting rich pointed his gun at his immediate superior. Fortunately, Jose Apte, who had experienced many battles, took the lead in drawing his gun and killed the soldier who was about to turn against him.

However, this fight caused chaos within the rebels. Jose Apte and Joaquin de Herre's mutual bounty added a bit of humor to the battle.

In the port of Veracruz, supplies and new recruits of the US military were being transported in by boat. Lieutenant General Winfield Scott was very comfortable in his temporary command post. He didn't care about President John Tyler's repeated urging.

Winfield felt that the war was already a sure win, and there was no need to continue to increase unnecessary sacrifices. In order to completely occupy Mexico, it was natural to let their own people fight among themselves first. The more Mexicans died, the easier it would be to rule.

In addition, Winfield was also at odds with Zachary Taylor, who was in charge of the Grande River. They were competitors, so the former hoped that he could be the one who made the final decision in this Mexican-American War and overwhelm the latter.

Winfield was even planning what to plant in Mexico in the future, what was suitable for cities, ports, and

At this time, a messenger ran in in a panic.

"Report, Commander. St. Louis City is finished!"

The lieutenant general looked at the panicked soldiers and asked with some confusion.

"What's there to panic about?"

"The Mexicans are coming in our direction!" the messenger replied.

Winfield shook his head. He didn't think it was anything. After Jose Apter killed Joaquin de Herrera, he would definitely succeed him, which would require the support of the United States, and Winfield had already prepared it. Contact information and relevant personnel.

"Don't bother me with this kind of thing. I don't want to listen to anything other than the president's orders."

"Yes! Your Excellency, Commander."

After the messenger left, Winfield walked to the chessboard and played games with himself to pass the time.

Colonel Carter, who was sent to negotiate with the Mexican army, said to his men.

"Our actions today will determine the final ownership of the North American continent, and history will remember us. Cheer up! Let those Mexicans see what the American spirit is!"

However, the Mexican cavalry coming from afar seemed to have no intention of slowing down, but Colonel Carter and his men firmly believed that this was just a bluff.

Then this group of Mexican cavalry stepped over the American troops.

"General Jimmy, what happened to those Americans just now? Are they surrendering? Or some special tactics? I heard that the Tataru tribe has a witchcraft that can summon a beast called a Wendigo. It seems that this is all it takes. standing on the ground"

"How do I know? I stopped being an American a long time ago! And the Tataru tribe is from Canada! Stop guessing. Our mission is to disrupt the deployment of the US military as much as possible before the president's army arrives."