The Inca Lesson (Fiction) "The Demolition of the Inca Empire" (Volume 2) Zhang Baotong

Alvarado walked up to him and saw that it was Old Juan Beres. His son Juan Beres was already in a state of dizziness and was lying in a bed on the snow. Alvarado couldn't help but tremble, patted Old Juan on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, Old Juan, we can't take him with you." However, Old Juan said, "You go. I want to accompany him. You have to know that I have only him, and he is my only hope. If he dies, what's the point of living?" Alvarado sighed and said, "Then take care of yourself." Then, he wiped his tears with his chapped palms and quickly chased the troops to the west.

When he walked for a while, he turned around and looked at the place where he had just been, he saw groups of vultures flying from afar, making terrifying screams, flying on the snow field where many soldiers fell, eating the abandoned corpses.

After a while, large snowflakes began to fall from the northwest. The wind began to blow from the northwest, and it became more and more intense. The soldiers walked forward with difficulty in resisting the strong wind. Because the infantry had no horses, they could only walk forward step by step in the snow. Although the cavalry rode on horses, their bodies had long been frozen. Because they had not eaten anything for two or three days, everyone seemed very weak.

Every time someone walks a long way, someone will fall down, and sometimes even one will fall down. Therefore, there are always large groups of vultures screaming, chasing and hovering above them. As long as someone falls down, they will fly down and immediately chew the ol’s ol’s breath into pieces of blood and a pile of bones.

However, most of the people who fell on the snow were Indians who were very sensitive to the severe cold, and some Spanish infantry also had fewer people to fall behind because the cavalry was exhausted by less physical strength and energy. However, as the cold and hunger spread, cavalry soldiers began to be unable to support them.

It was snowing all over the sky until noon, a soldier who was frozen and fell from the horse. Seeing this scene, the soldiers next to him were stunned at first, then quickly jumped off the horse, and rushed towards it like a vulture. Each soldier held a sharp bayonet in his hand and stabbed it hard at the neck and abdomen of the horse that had died. The horse fell silently to the ground. The soldiers rushed towards the horse like a vulture, and chopped and chopped it hard with the bayonet to get a life-saving meal for themselves.

The soldiers who were in the forefront all grabbed a large piece of horse meat for themselves, and then they began to chew heavily in their bloody horse meat. Later, the soldiers did not grab the meat, so they had to grab a piece of bone and chew with relish. The soldiers who came finally snatched a piece of hair and snatched other people's horse meat without even having a hair. So, the soldiers in the snow began to fight and became a mess.

Alvarado rushed over and saw several soldiers fighting for food and even wielding a knife. Alvarado shouted a few times and asked the soldiers to distribute the horse meat he had snatched to some other soldiers. However, the soldiers insisted on not accepting it. So Alvarado took out his pistol and threatened to the soldiers, "I order you to share some of the horse meat with them, otherwise I will let your war horse become someone else's lunch." Seeing the commander pointing his gun at him, the soldier had to cut off a small piece of the horse meat in his hand with a bayonet and distribute it to the people who were fighting with them.

However, for a unit with two or three thousand soldiers, how many people can a horse's meat be eaten? In fact, there are more than 200 horses in the army, which can be used for the troops to solve the problem for a while. However, each of the horses here belongs to individuals, bought at a high price, and transported here through a journey of thousands of miles, so no one will provide their horses for everyone as food.

In the afternoon, they finally reached the edge of the snowfield. However, the edge of the snowfield was not a flat road, but a deep valley and cliff. Obviously, they not only took the wrong path, but also went in the wrong direction. Looking at the cliffs of the deep valley, the soldiers were very depressed and desperate.

After discussing with several captain-level officers for a while, Alvarado decided to follow the cliff and look for a way down the mountain. Because they went to the snow field through the path, there would definitely be a path leading to the mountain, but the path was covered by snow. Their way of looking for a path down the cliff and looking for a path down the mountain is exactly the same as their way of looking for a harbor along the coast.

I don’t know how many roads they walked, but they finally found a path passing through the plateau opposite before the sun sets. When they got off the path, it was already dark. They had to camp in a shelter at the foot of the mountain.

In the next few days, they were still marching on a boundless snowfield. About the far northwest direction, a volcano was erupting. The rumbling sound brought the dust in the sky with the wind, covering the sky and covering the entire plateau in a dark and gloomy sky. Moreover, this dust became more and more dense, making the soldiers unable to see the distance, difficulty breathing, and their faces were covered with fine black dust.

However, the soldiers did not understand or knew about this natural phenomenon, but regarded it as a devastating disaster in which God punished them. Without seeing the direction clearly, the troops had to continue walking forward along the northwest wind. The journey of each day seemed even more difficult, and more soldiers died every day. However, they finally reached the other side of the Thousand Mile Plateau. Not far from Riobamba, they saw large tracts of farmhouses and crops, and large numbers of grazing llamas. When Alvarado brought the troops to the valley farm next to a village, it happened to be the fourth week of their departure.

During that ceremony, five hundred Spanish soldiers and more than 3,000 Indian auxiliary troops embarked on the journey in a mighty manner. The scene and momentum were so majestic and heroic. Now, there were only 370 or 80 Spanish and less than 1,000 Indians among them, followed their commanders out of the mountains and plateaus, while the other 120 Spanish and more than 2,000 Indians fell into the wilderness and snow, becoming a delicious meal for vultures. Even the soldiers who survived were almost all frostbite or were sick. However, no matter what, they finally walked out of the boundless death zone. Although Alvarado and the soldiers had experienced many wars and suffering occasions, the disasters and fears that were filled with this experience and itinerary were the most thrilling.

Alvarado let the soldiers live in this quiet and peaceful village and undergo a comprehensive rest in this small village. After seven days of rest a week, the soldiers had almost recovered. Alvarado gathered all his troops and began to command his troops to march towards Beidu Quito. At this time, the soldiers were in high spirits and energetic. With extremely beautiful longings and dreams for Inca Beidu Quito, they wrote the most magnificent and brilliant chapter in their conquest.
Chapter completed!