Chapter 554 Another Failure

The seesaw battle on the Grande River continued. Zachary Taylor withdrew more than a dozen brigade commanders in a row, but the siege never improved.

In desperation, he had to use his trump card. A reward of $10,000 for a good plan to break the city.

Then the US military staged various suicidal charges under the city of Albuquerque, and the US military all over the mountains launched a strong attack on the last fortress in northern Mexico.

The artillery has been ringing since early morning, like a death knell, which makes people feel depressed. Soon the gap in the city wall became larger and larger.

The defenders' shotgun shells had long been used up, and they could only collect iron nails and broken iron pieces and put them into the barrel, but it was still no problem to kill the enemy at hand under the huge chamber pressure.

Loading, aiming, shooting, cleaning the barrel, and then reloading, every soldier was mechanically repeating the same actions, and these actions had long been engraved in their bones.

It can be said that they are the most skilled in tactical actions in the entire Mexican army, because they can do nothing but fight and kill, which is their life skill.

Although Diego was a general, he had given up command at this time. He also picked up a rifle and joined the battle. He just kept roaring like a wild beast. Other black soldiers and mixed-race whites who were abandoned were also roaring as if they wanted to pour all their anger on the enemy.

(At that time, the lowest social status in Mexico was not Indians, but mixed-race whites who were looked down upon by both ethnic groups.)

This time, in addition to ladders, the US military also brought a lot of sandbags. These sandbags and corpses soon piled up a gentle slope under the city wall.

Soon the ladder was full of people. Some Mexican soldiers wanted to push the ladder down, but they couldn't shake it at all. Instead, they were hit by the enemy below and fell off the tower.

In fact, the ladder is much heavier than people think, usually more than 100 kilograms, plus the weight of a person, it might be a thousand pounds. Even a strong man can't push it down for a while, unless he uses special city defense equipment, which the Mexicans obviously don't have.

At first, the gentle slope at the gap in the city wall was a bit steep, but as the bodies and sandbags continued to increase, it became more and more flat and suitable for attack.

The Mexicans defending the city were not fools. They aimed the last few cannons at the gap for fire coverage.

But even so, they could not stop the large-scale charge of the US military and were still attacked by the other side.

Zachary Taylor saw that the soldiers had climbed the city wall, and he opened a bottle of champagne.

"Gentlemen! Today, we are here to raise our glasses together to salute the victory of America! May this powerful and brave country remain invincible and unconquerable.

May the people of America have a bright future and a peaceful and prosperous life. Let us work hard together for the future of America!"

"Cheers to the great America!"

"Cheers to the future president!" In fact, some subordinates had guessed Zachary Taylor's thoughts long ago, otherwise how could a rough man say such a literary toast.

Zachary Taylor smiled but said nothing, but that smile could explain everything.

However, the bloody battle on the top of the city has just begun.

In fact, in ancient and modern times, except for the Japanese, few armies would eject bullets during bayonet fighting. On the contrary, the famous Russian generals believed that soldiers who did not keep a bullet before bayonet fighting were stupid pigs.

So some black soldiers wanted to use their strong body advantage to use cold weapons to open invincible in the crowd of American soldiers who rushed in, but they miscalculated.

However, after the only bullet was fired, the weakness of the US military was revealed. Many people did not know how to fight with bayonets at all, or did not bring bayonets.

They could only temporarily turn the gun upside down and hit the opponent with the butt of the gun. At this time, they came to the home court of the black army. Diego and his guards almost had two revolvers each.

Revolvers are very useful in this kind of close-range melee. The US military does not have such advanced weapons except for officers, and those officers are impossible to lead the charge.

Diego was not in a hurry to empty the bullets. In addition to two new revolvers, he also had a steel knife customized from the Austrian Empire, weighing more than six kilograms.

Six kilograms doesn't sound very heavy, but in fact, the officers' swords of this era usually did not exceed 1.5 kilograms, and the weight of ordinary samurai swords (katana) did not exceed 1.2 kilograms.

However, for a muscular man who was over 210cm tall and could strangle a mountain lion with his arms, a six-kilogram knife was just right.

With a swipe of his hand, Diego cut an American soldier diagonally into two parts, including the man and the gun. The spurting blood and the enemy's screams of fear stimulated this humanoid Gundam to kill more crazily.

An American soldier had just climbed up the wall and his arm was cut off by a knife, and then another knife hit his head. The spurting blood gave the other soldiers waiting to enter the city a "dog bloody head", and the falling body knocked another unlucky guy to the ground.

Soon the first batch of American soldiers who entered the city were slaughtered, but the officers did not want to give up and immediately drove the siege troops back with the supervision team.

The U.S. army rushed to the gap in the city wall again. This time, the Mexican army guarding the city rolled the gunpowder barrel down the slope, knocking down several U.S. soldiers who were unable to dodge.

At this time, the officer supervising the battle under the city found the gunpowder barrel.

"It's a gunpowder barrel!"

Then there was a "boom" and a large number of U.S. soldiers were blown to the sky.

Then more barrels rolled out, and the officers and the supervision team fled back to their own positions desperately. Naturally, the ordinary soldiers of the US Army joined the team in the run.

In fact, among the barrels thrown by the Mexican army later, only a few were explosive barrels filled with gunpowder, and most of them were empty beer barrels, but no matter what, the US military's massive attack was repelled.

Zachary Taylor saw that the US troops on the front line were defeated like a receding tide, and he was so angry that he smashed the cup again.

"If we keep smashing like this, we will have to blow on the bottle, which is too ungentlemanly." A staff officer whispered.

"Fort Albuquerque is finished! Those Mexicans are about to collapse, let them gather their troops and charge again!"

Zachary Taylor roared hysterically, but the officers in the command center did not take any action. Because everyone knew that although the black army in the city suffered heavy losses, the US military paid a greater price for the failed siege.

And it was impossible to gather the defeated soldiers and organize the siege again in a short time.

Because these American soldiers actually belonged to different corps, many soldiers only knew their brigade commanders or even regiment commanders, and only the commanders of the direct troops could mobilize them.

In addition, the US military also had a large number of militias and local troops, and their organization was so chaotic that the officers who sent them could not explain it clearly.

In this way, Zachary Taylor had to swallow the bitter fruit of failed siege again, and at the same time, a large army was approaching the Grand River camp.