There was no suspense in the battle. The Ganlasi people, who were already headless, were defeated. The Jingbei army pursued ten miles before returning to Iquique Port.

Nearly a thousand Ganlasi people were killed in this battle, and more than two thousand were captured. The rest of them fled around and disappeared.

Deng Hai was not surprised by this. With the power of the Divine Fire Bead Cannon destroying the world, no army could remain indifferent. It is reasonable to cooperate with the muskets and artillery of the Jingbei Army.

Just when Deng Hai ordered the battlefield to be cleaned up, a group of natives from the New World approached carefully, which immediately aroused the alertness of the Jingbei Army.

A hundred-person square formation was formed quickly, and the muzzles were also turned in direction, aiming at the approaching natives.

Seeing the changes in the Jingbei Army, the natives were almost scared to death. A guy with various feathers on his head waved his arms and shouted: "Old people from the East! We have no malice. On the contrary, we have captured the Ganlisi officer and come to offer it to you!"

This guy said it pretty well in raffle, but his tone was a bit weird. Finally, he expressed his purpose before the Jingbei Army opened fire.

"Let him come here!" Deng Hai's order came out, and the Jingbei Army array moved to the left, revealing a passage of about a foot.

Rubham walked into the military formation nervously, saw a group of people in front of him kneeling down, and shouted: "Dear Eastern people! You drove away the evil white people and gave us freedom.

You are like the sun in the sky, dispelling evil darkness and giving the Indians a new life…”

"Stop! Stop!" Deng Hai felt a little tooth-pained when he heard a series of compliments. People liked to listen to flattering words, and he was no exception, but the natives with oil paint on their faces and feathers on their heads were another matter.

After thinking about it, Deng Hai asked, "Are you the leader of the Mapuche people?"

"Yes, sir! I, Rubham, are the king elected by all Mapuche people!"

Hearing the title of "king", Deng Hai twitched his lips. This king was doing too badly, and there was no decent piece of clothing on his body.

Shaking his head gently, Deng Hai continued, "Rubam! You can see clearly. Your eyes and hair are black, and your skin... are also yellow, completely different from white skin like velvet!"

Rubum widened his eyes and asked in a low voice in uncertainty: "Dear Lord Dongfang, do you mean..."

"That's right! We are the same race, and this is the reason why we come to Iquique Port. We must not watch our same race be bullied by evil white skins!" Deng Hai said affirmatively.

"Among the same clan? Are you also an Indian?" Rubham asked uncertainly.

"Why!"

Deng Hai sighed and said, "Brother Rubham! What you said about Indians is wrong, Yin is Shang! The so-called Indians are correct.

We all have common ancestors. Two thousand years ago, some of the ancestors of China came to the New World to escape the war.

In order not to forget their roots, they named themselves Yin Di An Ren, who was the people of the Shang Dynasty, and they took root in the New World.

Unexpectedly, more than two thousand years have passed, and you have even lost the inheritance of your ancestors, and you have been bullied by the Western white-skinned man.

We are late and you are wronged!"

After saying this, even Deng Hai himself believed it. In order to deceive these Indians, Deng Hai was willing to do anything and tried his best to fool them.

Rubum was stunned when he heard this. After a long time, he knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, as if the child who had been separated for many years had finally found his home.

"You are from the East, and you are finally here to save your enslaved compatriots! On behalf of the Yin Di'an people of the thirty-nine tribes, I welcome you!

Please allow me to offer the officer Ganlisi to commemorate this great moment with his heart!" After Rubham said that, he waved his hand back, and someone walked up with an arm hanging on his chest.

Deng Hai was not vague, and waved his hand and ordered the reception of Yin Di'an tribes. A feast was held in the bloody Iquique Port.

Of course, the uncivilized act of living sacrifice was cancelled under Deng Hai's persuasion, and instead was drunk happily and celebrated this great victory.

Grain and wine were removed from the warehouse of the silk people, and a bonfire party was set up in the open air. The people of Yin Di'an had enough food and drink and began to sing and dance, venting their energy with all their energy.

A subordinate came to Rubum and whispered: "Wang! Do you really believe that we are the same tribe as the Oriental people?

Although we all have black hair and black eyes, who can explain what happened more than two thousand years ago clearly?

besides……"

Rubham raised his hand to interrupt his subordinates and said firmly: "Is it important to be true or false? We are no match for the Ganlasi people, and the Ganlasi people are not the opponent of the Oriental people, that's enough!

The Ganli Silk people regarded us as slaves, mined, logged, built cities, and even sent us to the battlefield as cannon fodder.

But Orientals want to treat us as compatriots, so it should not be difficult to choose!

You must remember that we and the Eastern people can only be compatriots, and we must be the same ancestors more than two thousand years ago!

If anyone who doubts this matter again in the future is disrespectful to his ancestors. He must worship his ancestors alive to calm his anger, do you understand?"

The man shrank his neck and nodded quickly, and ran all the way to notify others.

Rubham came to Deng Hai with a glass of wine and said respectfully: "Brother Deng Hai! Today is a great day. We sincerely hope that such a day will last forever in the future.

But, you know, there are still many gangs who escaped, and they hid nearby. Once they launched a sneak attack on the tribe, we were unable to resist, so I sincerely beg you to help us for the sake of our compatriots!”

Deng Hai laughed when he heard this, raised his glass and took a sip, "Brother Rubham! We have been sailing on the sea for several months and have overcome countless difficulties and obstacles before we arrived at the New World. Our troops are very limited, and we have cleared up some around Iquik Port..."

Hearing Deng Hai's words, Rubum's face froze, his eyes were a little dim, and he stood there in embarrassment and was at a loss.

At that time, hundreds of Krassie people could defeat the country with more than 100,000 of them, not to mention the thousands of Krasie soldiers scattered around the Port of Iquik.

With their own strength, dealing with the Ganrasi people is to die. If the Eastern compatriots do not help, waiting for Rubham and the others will definitely be cruel revenge.

Deng Hai saw Rubum’s thoughts, put down his glass and said, “Brother Rubum! Although we cannot send troops to eliminate the Ganlasi people, do you have enough staff?
Chapter completed!