All the injured people were executed on the spot. The medicine Han Du brought had been consumed in large quantities at sea. Now he may not have enough medicine. Naturally, there is no more medicine for these injured people. Anyway, they are all guilty of lifeless crimes. The best result of taking them back is to be beheaded. Rather than taking them back in a time-consuming and laborious way, it is better to execute them on the spot. The effect is the same anyway.
The indigenous people watched quietly from the sidelines as the naval officers treated the injured people on the ground one by one. They all frowned, including the indigenous leaders. It’s not that they have never seen anyone killed, nor have they ever killed anyone. When there is a conflict between tribes, wouldn’t dozens of people die that time? Even within the tribe, people were sometimes executed publicly.
But these natives have never seen people kill people like the navy soldiers. They are too clean and neat. As soon as they stood up, the outsiders who wanted to steal the sacrifices fled, and were caught up by the navy soldiers. After a simple confrontation, the outsiders were killed and injured, and there were only a few left. I can only raise my hands and surrender.
It only took half an hour before and after. Except for the prisoners, there was no one that could make noise in the entire battlefield. It was extremely quiet. Apart from the dead bodies and coagulated red blood all over the ground, it was also extremely clean.
Only then did Han Du turn around and look at a group of natives in the distance, somewhat unsure of how they should communicate with these natives.
After hesitating for a while, Han Du decided to step forward and say hello. After all, if you don't even say hello when you come to someone else's territory, that would be disrespectful to others.
At this time, Jiang Ming, who had finished dealing with the Shen family, also came to Han Du with a team of people.
Jiang Ming glanced at the natives opposite and said in Han Du's ear: "Master Hou, according to what those people said, although these natives look poor and can't even afford clothes, they have a lot of gold. "
As he spoke, Jiang Ming showed an excited expression on his face. Who doesn't like gold?
The native people's eyesight was very good. Although they were a little far away, they could still see Jiang Ming's eyes clearly as he looked at them. This person's vision is no different from that of outsiders who steal sacrifices, and he obviously wants to steal their sacrifices.
But for those outsiders who steal the sacrifices, the indigenous leaders, or chiefs, can still make people fight to the death to snatch the sacrifices back. But facing these people now, the chief didn't even have the courage to fight to the death.
There is no way, the gap is really too big. The reason why they were able to snatch back the sacrifices was because of these people. If it hadn't been for the appearance of these people, they would have been no match for the outsiders who stole the sacrifices. Even if they suffered countless casualties and shed blood, they could only barely delay the steps of those outsiders, and even hurt the other party. Less than.
Hearing that these natives had a lot of gold, Han Du was also interested and brought people forward.
Seeing these people who looked like the guards of the Sun God approaching slowly, the indigenous people became nervous instantly.
The chief shouted loudly, and all the natives began to point their spears outward, guarding Han Du and others.
The naval officers on Han Du's side naturally put their hands on the revolver leather case subconsciously.
Han Du paused and saw the tense atmosphere on both sides. He turned around and stretched out his hand to comfort the soldiers under his command. Seeing them let go of their nervous hands on the revolver leather case, Han Du turned around and looked at the natives opposite.
Since Shen Zhou and others can use Xia Qingbu to trade with these natives, why can't I?
He ordered someone to bring a batch of Xia Qingbu and put it in front of him.
The natives couldn't help but look at each other in confusion when they saw Han Du and others also pretending to want to trade. Logically speaking, they had just suffered losses from Shen Zhou and others, so they should be extremely disgusted with the transaction. On the surface, he was trading with them, but secretly, he was trying to steal their sacrifices.
But now the situation is stronger than the people. If they refuse directly, they may not even be able to keep the sacrifices in their hands.
The indigenous chief knew that the outsider chief in front of him was still being polite and did not directly order an attack on him. If they were determined to attack themselves directly, not only would their clansmen suffer heavy casualties, but the gold in their hands would also not be preserved.
Therefore, facing the transaction proposed by Han Du, the chief and several natives around him fell silent. Because everyone knows that it is difficult for them to refuse Han Du's request, and they do not have enough strength to refuse.
But this decision cannot be made by them, it must be made by the chief.
Faced with everyone's high expectations, the chief was silent for a while, and then he had no choice but to nod and agree to the deal with Han Du.
In fact, when Han Du saw these indigenous people with dark eyes, black hair, yellow skin, and wearing eagle feather crowns, he had already made a guess in his mind. These people are probably the Indians who were once extinct. However, the name Indian was taken out because when Magellan discovered the American continent, he thought he had arrived in the legendary India, and the local indigenous people always called themselves with this similar pronunciation.
So now that I'm here, maybe I should call them Yin Di'an people?
But this time, the chief did not dare to bargain with Han Du. According to the price given by Shen Zhou, one piece of summer green cloth was exchanged for two large, two small and four gold utensils.
Han Du's eyes widened when he saw a piece of summer green cloth and the other party took out four gold objects. Can a piece of summer green cloth be exchanged for so many things? Even if the weight is calculated, Xia Qingbu is several times heavier than gold.
Han Du smiled happily and waved his hand to Chief Yin Di'an without hesitation.
Seeing that Han Du was so happy and happy, the chief couldn't help but smile. He made a strange gesture and said to Handu: "Yin Di'an... Zhen... Yin... Hua..."
Han Du didn't know what Chief Yin Di'an was talking about, but the first sentence should be a greeting, so Han Du had some guesses. I have long heard in my previous life that when Indians greet each other, they always make a sound similar to "Yin Di'an". It is precisely because of this that when Magellan discovered the American continent, he thought he had met the legendary Indian. *Spend.
"I..." Han Du pointed at himself, then pointed at the other person, and said: "You..."
Then he raised his hands to the top of his head with a smile on his face and lowered them from both sides to show "how clear the sky is, how wonderful the flowers are, and how beautiful everything is."
"good......"
Then, Han Du said to the other party: "Hello..."
Chief Yin Di'an obviously didn't understand what Han Du meant. He was stunned and looked at Han Du blankly.
"Thank you, I think you look like a fool!" Fang Xiaoru, who was on the side, walked up from behind with his hands behind his back. When he saw that Han Du was like a witch performing a dance, he gave him a disdainful look.
The languages of the two sides are fundamentally different. It would be damned if the other party could understand it.
Han Du immediately glared back angrily, "You know what the hell, even if the language is different, at least we can still communicate on a basic level. It's like if we point at water, they won't think it's fire, right?"
Fang Xiaoru couldn't help but nodded when he heard this, thinking that what Han Du said made sense. Even if the two parties speak different languages, it does not mean that there is no way to communicate at all. For example, plants, trees and stones on the ground may have completely different pronunciations in each other's languages, but they must all refer to the same thing.
"Then if you communicate with the other party like a great master, can the other party understand you?" Fang Xiaoru was wearing a green shirt, holding his hands together, smiling broadly.
"I..." How could the other party understand? Not to mention the language barrier, even if the language is connected, as long as you can't point out things directly, it will be difficult for the other party to understand just by gesturing with your hands.
Han Du just did this just for fun, and he never thought about actually communicating with the other party.
However, what surprised both Han Du and Fang Xiaoru was that when the other chief saw Han Du's actions, he actually felt Han Du's kindness, and a smile broke out on his face.
Fang Xiaoru was surprised. Could it be that Han Du's actions just now were really able to communicate with these people?
"how did you do it?"
"What did I do?" Seeing Fang Xiaoru asking such a strange question, Han Du suddenly felt a little baffled.
Fang Xiaoru pointed at Chief Yin Di'an in front of him and said, "Weren't you communicating with him just now? How could he be like this if he didn't understand?"
Han Du then turned his attention to Chief Yin Di'an and felt the kind smile on his face. Shrugging, Han Du said confusedly: "How do I know? Maybe goodwill will be passed on to completely different people. He felt my goodwill, so he treated us like this."
Well~ This is barely an explanation, and Fang Xiaoru reluctantly accepted Han Du's statement.
Chief Yin Di'an also felt that Han Du and others were different from the previous outsiders, although they all had the same face, wore the same style of clothes, and even spoke the same words. However, unlike the hypocrisy of those people before, these people now are truly noble and elegant.
I exchanged gold vessels with them, just exchanged gold vessels. Even after the exchange, I didn't think of taking their sacrifices by force. Instead, I packed my things and prepared to leave.
After Chief Yin Di'an watched these people move away from a distance, he suddenly yelled.
Han Du thought it was these Yin Di'an people who wanted to go back on their word, so he couldn't help but stop and turned around to look back.
Chief Yin Di'an actually stepped forward to show his sincerity. The sacrificial offerings were destroyed by the outsiders in front of them. With the help of Han Du and others, they were able to take the sacrifices back. They need to sacrifice to the sun god again before they can put the sacrifices back, so that their tribe can be safe from evil spirits.
The Yin Di'an people were grateful to Han Du and others who helped them regain the sacrifices. Therefore, the chief warmly invited Han Du and others to participate in their ceremony to worship the sun god.
Although Han Du didn't understand what the chief meant, he still understood that he wanted to invite him and others as guests. Looking up at Fang Xiaoru, Han Du nodded and agreed to the chief when he saw that he had no objection.
Again, since you have come to someone else's territory, it is always too unkind to refuse someone else's warm invitation, and it is unnecessary. Han Du is also curious about the Yin Di'an culture of the past. He didn't have the opportunity to experience it in his previous life, so it would be good to experience it now.
Han Du and others followed Chief Yin Di'an to his tribe.
The Yin Di'an people felt very afraid and curious about people like Han Du. It was clear that when they charged just now, each of them was extremely fierce, like the guards of the Sun God, and easily wiped out the evil devils. But now they all have smiles on their faces. The smiles are just like the smiles when neighbors come to congratulate their children when they get married.
Infected by the smiles of Han Du and others, a smile gradually appeared on Yin Di'an's face.
Under the chief's shout, all the Yin Di'an people put down their bronze spears.
Han Du and others also let down their guard. These bronze spears may not pose any threat to Shen Zhou and others who were wearing iron armor, but Han Du and others had already eliminated the iron armor. With the revolver in hand, he will not be afraid even if his opponent holds a bow and arrow.
But after all, there is almost no protection for oneself. When at close range, one still has to guard against the other party's violence and hurt others.
Han Du and others, led by the chief, stepped into the gate. When I was at the door just now, I saw a row of broken and damaged fences, and some Yin Di'an people were busy repairing them.
Walking into the settlement, Han Du was surprised to find that the layout in front of him was somewhat similar to the Ming Dynasty's city. The houses were all built around fences. The square in the middle and the mounds and platforms in the distance all gave Han Du a feeling of déjà vu.
This is simply too strange to see a familiar scene on the American continent tens of thousands of miles away.
Are these Yin Di'an people really what they think?
Fang Xiaoru also frowned when he walked into the settlement. Culture is the same thing as blood. Although they don't know each other, as long as they come from the same source, there will always be a special feeling when they are close.
The chief invited Han Du and others to sit down in the house, entertained them warmly, and then cordially invited them to participate in the activity of worshiping the sun god.
The dishes served to Han Du and others were even more sumptuous than those served to Shen Zhou and others. Not only do they have a variety of beef and mutton, but they also have local specialty grains.
A Yin Di'an woman placed a clay pot in front of Han Du. Han Du smiled and expressed his gratitude to the chief without paying attention. Although the two of them don't understand each other's language, simple body movements, such as asking for food or water, are not difficult to understand.
When Han Du turned around, he was stunned to see all kinds of food in the clay pots. He couldn't help but loosen his grip, and the stoneware bowl in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.
The sound shocked everyone present, and the whole room could hear it instantly. Whether it was the Yin Di'an people or the soldiers of the Ming Navy, they all looked at Han Du.
The air stood still for a few breaths, and the atmosphere solidified to its peak, like a powder keg, ready to explode.
Fang Xiaoru sat next to Han Du and watched everyone look here nervously. Seeing Han Du's stunned eyes, he couldn't help but lean into his ear and complain: "What are you crazy about? I wonder if the situation is unclear now and everyone is a little nervous?"
Han Du and others are also new here, and their languages are different. They don't understand what these natives are thinking, so they will naturally be wary of these natives.
Of course, these natives had suffered losses from Shen Zhou and others, and were wary of Han Du and others.
Just like what Han Du said just now, some of the indigenous people subconsciously wanted to get up and go outside the house to get a spear.
Of course, the navy officers couldn't help but put their hands on the revolver leather case, waiting for Han Du's order to kill them all.
Although Fang Xiaoru's voice was not loud, it was enough for the naval officers in the room to hear clearly. Knowing it was a misunderstanding, their expressions softened.
Han Du ignored Fang Xiaoru's complaint, immediately reached out and took out a cooked stick from the clay pot, and took a bite skillfully while lying sideways. The liquid that exploded along his teeth made Han Du feel sweet in his mouth.
After taking a few bites, the familiar taste slowly brought tears of excitement to the corners of Han Du's eyes.
Seeing Han Du start eating, Fang Xiaoru realized that the thing in front of him was also edible. He picked up one in confusion and said to himself: "Is this thing edible?"
After taking a bite, Fang Xiaoru tasted it, his eyes lit up and he said, "This tastes good. Is this also food?"
Han Du ignored Fang Xiaoru and picked up two other different kinds of food and took a few bites. Each time, Han Du felt extremely lucky.
Fang Xiaoru looked at Han Du in shock. Seeing tears streaming down his face, she couldn't help but ask: "No way, is it so delicious? Did it move you to tears?"
Han Du turned his head, glared at Fang Xiaoru angrily, and cursed: "You know what the hell."
After saying that, he left Fang Xiaoru aside, stood up and bowed solemnly to the chief.
The chief was happy to see that Han Du liked their food so much. He felt that Han Du and the others were really different from the thieves who took it away. At the beginning, he also took out these foods to entertain those people, but those people only took one bite, then put the food down one after another, and went to eat beef and mutton instead.
Now that Han Du likes these foods so much, it makes him and Han Du get closer to each other invisibly.
Seeing Han Du salute him so solemnly again, although he didn't understand what such a move meant. But looking at the solemn faces of other outsiders, I immediately noticed the solemn meaning in this leader's actions.
After Han Du finished the ceremony, he straightened up and looked back at the three kinds of food in the clay pot ceremony, which were the three treasures of food.
Corn, sweet potatoes, and potatoes.
Reaching out and taking out a sweet potato from the clay pot, Han Du placed the sweet potato on the ground and made a gesture of digging it out.
The chief immediately understood what Han Du meant, he wanted to see how this thing was dug out. In the chief's view, this request couldn't be simpler. He stretched out his hand to summon a young Yin Di'an man. He chatted with Han Du and made gestures to let Han Du understand what he meant. He was his son, so he could take Han Du to see how this thing was dug out.
Han Du immediately expressed that he wanted to go immediately.
However, the chief said that it was too late now and it was time to go to bed. He also made a resting gesture towards Han Du. He could wait until dawn to let Han Du eat in peace of mind.
Han Du had no choice but to bow politely to the chief and then returned to his seat. But my heart has always been obsessed with corn, sweet potatoes, and potatoes. How can I think about eating?
After they finished eating and dispersed, Fang Xiaoru couldn't help but reach out to hold Han Du while walking behind him, and asked, "What are you crazy about? Why can't you even finish a meal?"
Seeing this, Han Du had no choice but to explain to Fang Xiaoru: "I'm not crazy. Those three kinds of food are treasures."
Fang Xiaoru immediately smiled, nodded in agreement and said, "Those three kinds of food are indeed good. Although they look weird, they taste good."
"I'm not talking about their taste, I'm saying that these three kinds of food are very important. If they can be introduced back to the Ming Dynasty, people in the world will no longer have to worry about hunger." Han Du explained patiently.
"The people of the Ming Dynasty no longer have to worry about famine? Are you kidding me? Those are just three kinds of food. Even if the Ming Dynasty adds three kinds of food, it won't stop the worry of famine, right? You know, the food that the Ming Dynasty has now There are many types of grains, including rice, millet, millet, wheat, beetroot... But even so, the people of Ming Dynasty did not escape hunger. If it can really make the people of Ming Dynasty stay away from hunger, Handu will You are the number one hero of the Ming Dynasty, the contemporary Shennong!" Fang Xiaoru's tone was extremely solemn. This matter was so big that he couldn't believe it at all. He thought he was daydreaming and had auditory hallucinations in his ears.
But Fang Xiaoru knew Han Du very well. If he didn't have full confidence, Han Du would not talk nonsense. Because since he met Han Du, Han Du had never said a false word in front of him.
Han Du didn't know how to explain the advantages of these three grains to Fang Xiaoru, because it was too hard to believe. If he had told Fang Xiaoru that there were two types of grains, which could be grown casually and yielded fifty dan, and if they could be cultivated intensively, it would not be a dream to reach seventy dan, then Fang Xiaoru would probably feel that what he was saying in broad daylight Talking in sleep.
Therefore, some things cannot be seen and heard, and it is extremely difficult to explain them to others. It was as if the two sides suddenly became language-blocked.
At this moment, Han Du had no way to explain to Fang Xiaoru, so he could only wave his hand and said, "You will know after watching it tomorrow."
Fang Xiaoru was doubtful about this matter. When he saw Han Du being so perfunctory, he thought that Han Du was just saying it casually, so he comforted him and said, "It doesn't matter even if it's not as good as you said, but you are right. Put these grains Take it back and at least let the people grow a few kinds of food."
Han Du didn't bother to explain to Fang Xiaoru anymore and just went into the house to rest. But with potatoes and sweet potatoes in mind, Han Du tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep.
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