The strong light shone on his face. After a long time of confusion, the Sui people finally opened their eyes again. But at first glance, he recognized Han Xiaomo, the witch who had just cast a curse. After all, there were too few crazy women wearing shirts, skirts and leggings in cold weather. Looking at the girl's warm smile, the Sui people covered their crotch with a scream and suddenly shrank to the corner of the wall.

That expression was like a little girl who was about to be eaten by more than a dozen big men.

"The number of cards! Cards!!!"

Listening to the howl of the wolf, Han Xiaomo rubbed her perky nose depressedly. Mao Xingjian also frowned, and finally his eyes fell on Song Yongzhong, whose beard was still covered with oil stars and pepper powder, and then he shrugged.

"Crown Prince, don't look at the last general, the last general doesn't understand!"

Then you bring it back to ask a question about yarn? Mao Xingjian frowned in disgust, and then waved to him again. On the other end, the general manager Nangong Bingwen brought a bowl of porridge happily and took it to his hand. Mao Xingjian reached out and handed it forward.

"Eat! Do you understand? Eat!"

Unfortunately, this is also a 1.8-meter-old man. Like the little girl who saw the caterpillar, he stared at Han Xiaomo and shouted endlessly in fear. He shouted several times. Mao Xingjian then realized, turned around and slapped Han Xiaomo again.

"Reporter Han, go and slap the cow!"

"Why? This is the Tu tribe of the New World! If you interview him well, maybe your aunt's article will be on the front page as well!"

The prince is not a warm man. When she muttered unconvincedly, Mao Xingjian immediately glared at his eyes. Under the silent oppression of his eyes, the girl from the grassland hugged her head sadly: "I'm afraid of you!"

However, while going downstairs angrily, the girl hummed sourly: "I don't know what a beautiful barbarian is!"

It's really not that the Sioux man was, how could there be a beautiful woman who cut eggs with a knife for more than half a ton of behemoths? The tomboy was almost the same. Seeing the Han "wizard" leaving, the Sioux man was indeed much more relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart.

"eat!"

He picked up the bowl and took a sip of porridge by himself. Mao Xingjian handed over the bowl again. This time, when he saw the "great warrior" who waved his hand and sent away the "tribal wizard" and hesitated for a while. The Sudan man finally took a sip of hesitation, but then his eyes lit up, and he held the bowl and started to drink it.

"Hmph, rice porridge! This barbarian is aware of the goods!"

He had only had a few days of food and food, and he didn't know when he would be out of food. Song Yongzhong hugged his arms in disappointment, and then he clasped his fists at Mao Xingjian with a serious expression: "Crown Prince, what are you going to deal with this person?"

"God has the virtue of living a life, so that he can raise his wounds and make a living under his command."

"Crown Prince!"

Listening to Mao Xingjian's casual answer, Song Yongzhong once again clasped his fists and lowered his head: "Tell me the truth! The responsibilities of the Corps Expedition Team are not only to explore the New World, but even more important tasks than to explore the New World are to guard against the natives! Collect the intelligence of these natives, prevent invasion, and prepare for the empire at any time!"

"Crown Prince! These guys are not bad guys! Several comrades in the hands of these natives have already died in the hands of these natives. You can understand them as Mongolian Tartars who do not ride horses! No, these guys are more bloodthirsty and crazier than Tartars!"

Are the Indians weak?

Indeed, hundreds of Spanish soldiers conquered the Inca Empire, which was known as brave and good at fighting and blood sacrifice, and the Maya in the south was even beaten to cry for her parents. However, the Indians were just nouns imposed on the natives of the New World by Westerners. The culture, race and religion they formed were no simpler than those of the Old World. Moreover, these Indians in North America and their relatives were not the same as those of South Americans! They were more primitive and more barbaric and ignorant. These two could be directly transformed into combat power!

After Spain destroyed the Inca Empire, it was not without going north, but in 1528, in the land of later Florida, facing the devastating defeat of the Spanish Expeditionary Force of the Apache tribe, the leader of the Expeditionary Force, Nayvas, died in battle. In the following forty years, the Spanish strongholds established along the Mexican coast were repeatedly swept by these North American Indians, with heavy casualties.

In 1622, the Indians settled 80% of the Virginia colonies, and more than half of the British immigrants were killed. Just a few years ago, in 1644 when Li Zicheng entered Beijing, the Abunaki tribe slaughtered again. Although this time was not as heavy as the last time, one-third of the British immigrants were killed, which were extracted from the East India Company records.

Moreover, these happened before the war horses carried by the Spanish escaped and formed a huge group of wild horses in the vast central plains and the western desert. The Sioux and Apaches learned horse riding techniques and rose to the nation on horseback!

Especially these North American Indians, because of the primitive culture and lack of moral constraints, they were particularly cruel to attack. Not only men wanted to kill women, children, and even pregnant women, but also women should not let go. Because of witchcraft, after killing pregnant women, they had to dig out the fetus and hang them on sticks as trophy. These grassland peoples were so cruel that even the British who harvested their scalp in exchange for a reward were trembling.

What Song Yongzhong didn't know was that these Indians once joined forces with the British army to enter Washington during the American Revolutionary War, and burned the White House, which was a world-class power heart in the future. But knowing this was enough to make him feel as if he was facing a great enemy and was full of seriousness. Song Yongzhong looked at Mao Xingjian solemnly.

Unfortunately, his warning was equivalent to saying nothing. The prince ignored the latter and asked excitedly: "Are you saying that the father is preparing to launch troops against the native tribe?"

"That's right, Prince!"

"I understand. Lord Song should do whatever he should do!"

Mao Xingjian couldn't help but feel unexcited. The core difference between his and Mao Jue's political views was that Mao Jue advocated the use of new business development, governing the country with interests internally, and using interests to connect major domestic forces, and violent armed conquest and plunder externally! He abandoned the usual core Confucian ideological etiquette! But Mao Xingjian was the unyielding support of this etiquette!

If he could educate these foreign barbarians before Mao Jue took action and let them worship China, wouldn’t it prove that he was right? Mao Jue’s mistake? Looking at the Su people in front of him, Mao Xingjian’s eyes were bright as if he had seen gold!

He looked at Mao Xingjian's back with his body and his slap in surprise, and his words were blocked. After a while, Song Yongzhong then clasped his fists helplessly: "Go away from me, your highness, be careful!"

After sending him away, Mao Xingjian's eyes fell on the Sioux man frantically. After looking at him for several glances, he waved his hand eagerly: "Pick a few clothes of the orphans and give them to the barbarians. Also, after watching him, he wants to teach this barbarian what China is!"

Nangong Bingwen was not as hostile and vigilant as Song Yongzhong as the Indians, and he bowed respectfully.

"Receive the order!"

At this time, there was another scream from a cow downstairs. It was probably because Han Xiaomo, who was angry, took a little harder, but the new member of the Gem Sea Town couldn't help but shivering with cleverness.

............

However, life has gone by day, and Mao Xingjian’s strategy has worked very well!

The horse-drawn carriages were popular in the Ming Dynasty and the shipbuilding industry was developed, which made a skill spread. Carpenters! The lack of blacksmiths in the Gem Sea Town, and there was really no shortage of carpenters. Under the military camp, more than a dozen carpenters pulled the newly cut excellent wood with big saws and sawed out the new wooden boards one by one. On the other end, several carpenter apprentices held iron fixed positions and smashed them with hammers. The prototype of the car was nailed out again. As for the wheels, they directly cast iron rims, with wooden spokes inserted inside and wrapped in cowhide outside. Six days later, ten large cart workers appeared neatly under the barracks.

The other end was driving the castrated North American bison, and the stalk was excited to put the shoulder cover made of cow's back on the cow's back, losing its balls and losing its dignity. The unlucky bison, who had been driven away by the whip and the cow's nose rope for several days, obediently pulled up the car. The creaking sound of the axle made the onlookers cheer.

Car transport and car transport are simply two concepts! It can drive animal power and let colonial immigrants see new hope.

However, this scene made the Sioux man upstairs stunned and trembled.

Although the Indians in the Central Region have been chasing the herd of bison for a long time and used it as food, no tribe warrior can conquer these half-ton monsters. The witch of this strange tribe is simply too powerful. She cut off the eggs of the cows and made these powerful guys bow their heads. If she cut off her own eggs, wouldn’t she have to be cursed and enslaved by her like a mythical zombie?

Too scary!

"Are you looking at this?"

When this young man was trembling, Mao Xingjian was behind him but he was also worried. If he wanted to educate a group of natives to naturalize, he had to educate the natives in front of him to naturalize! But the language was not clear, so what did he use to tell him the great principles of Confucius's saying Chengren and Meng's saying righteousness?

Seeing him staring at the ox cart intently, the distressed prince stretched out his hand tentatively.

"This is a cow!"

"little girl?"

For the first time, this guy actually responded to himself. He couldn't believe his ears. He looked at the surprised and fearful eyes on both sides of the big nose of the Sui man. After a moment of stunned silence, Mao Xingjian was as happy as a gay man, throwing his cold character aside, and making horns with his hands under his head. Mou Mou called and started to draw.

"This animal is called a cow!!!"

They are all yellow people and have similar genes. This time, this Sudan man made this sound more clearly.
Chapter completed!