At this moment, America.
The mountains and forests are full of autumn colors. This mountain has no name, at least neither the British nor the French named it for them.
But the Indians have survived in these mountains and forests for a long time.
Now two Indians have discovered the British, and they want to report the matter to the chief quickly.
Their tribe is not too far away from here.
Before dark the two Indians returned to their tribe.
The house built of wood is very eye-catching. The two Indians quickly found a wooden house with a cow skull hanging on it.
"Chief, we found traces of the British in the mountains and forests."
The man they called the chief stood up suddenly after hearing the news and stared at the two of them.
"You must be seeing Britons!"
The two Indians clapped their chests and assured: "It's definitely the British. They are wearing khaki clothes, wearing steel helmets, and holding muskets that are not much different from mine!"
"However, there are only fifteen of them. We found them when we were hunting giant bears."
The chief's face was solemn. This matter was of great importance to them.
They were the people implanted into the French colonial area by Longyan City.
The purpose was to launch an uprising in France and gather more Indians.
The last time France and Britain fought, they launched an uprising and robbed a large number of weapons and hid in the mountains and forests.
Waiting for an opportunity to continue to take revenge on the French and British.
But the time has not come yet. Although they now have a lot of weapons, their numbers are few.
In the past few days, Longyan City's instructions to them were to stand still and wait until both the French and British were injured before launching an uprising.
During this period of time, they used this mountain forest as their base, which was still located on the mountains of the gold mine.
But few outsiders set foot here.
Also because it is close to the gold veins, it is easy for them to obtain information about the battlefield.
The British and the French were all focused on the fight for the gold veins, and did not care about what was on the back of the mountain.
Hidden here, these Indians have gained a lot of living space.
"What's wrong with these Britons to come here?" the chief cursed.
After asking what was going on, he thought for a moment and realized that there were only fifteen people on the other side and they could be killed.
"Do you want the chief to send people to kill them?" An Indian made a gesture of wiping his neck.
The chief shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Don't be impulsive!"
They can indeed kill these fifteen Britons, but what happens after they are killed?
These Britons dressed as soldiers must have some purpose in coming here. If these people are killed and more Britons are lured here, then their situation will be very dangerous.
We can't kill these people here.
"You can't kill them. We can't let more Britons come here."
The chief looked at the wooden house outside with a gloomy face and sighed.
No matter what the purpose of the Britons coming here, this place is at risk of being exposed and cannot be taken away.
"Get ready, the tribe is about to migrate." The chief said gloomily.
When the two Indians heard this, they were stunned. They had finally stabilized and were about to migrate!
"Yes, Chief..."
The chief reached out to interrupt them, and wrinkles appeared on the middle-aged man's face: "I know what you want to say, but for the future of our tribe, we must migrate."
"We must not be exposed to the British people. This is very dangerous for what we are going to do!"
"Yes..." The two Indians reluctantly accepted the chief's order.
The chief looked at them and said: "However, what are these Britons here for? You two need to investigate."
"Remember to just keep a distance and observe them. Don't be exposed to them." The chief said solemnly.
"Understood Chief."
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On the other side, Captain George was running away wildly without stopping. He didn't stop until it was night and he couldn't run anymore.
Fifteen people, many of them, are here.
Captain George looked at the tired looks on their faces and breathed heavily: "How about it, no trace of the Indians was found."
The others gasped for air and looked behind themselves. There was nothing in the darkness.
"Probably not. We didn't meet those Indians. They should have discovered us."
Captain George thought about it and agreed. They did not find any Indians.
He just discovered the trap set by the Indians and ran away.
Captain George leaned on the tree and sighed. This time they were lucky and only discovered the trap set by the Indians.
If we were a step later, we might encounter Indians.
But now I don’t know where I have arrived after running for so long. The route marked on the map has long been separated.
Captain George looked at the almost similar scenery in front of him and frowned.
Although they are not sure whether they are lost, they are very sure that they really don't know where this place is.
At this moment, my stomach growled.
"We'll talk about the rest tomorrow. Let's rest here tonight."
Captain George ordered, unbuttoned his backpack, took out food from it, and lit a bonfire.
Everyone discussed how to keep vigil tonight.
Captain George suggested that the two men stay vigil for two hours until daybreak.
Everyone agreed with his plan, and the first pair to watch were Captain George and the only female member of the team.
Her name is Kylena, and she is the accompanying doctor this time.
There are many poisonous insect miasmas lurking in the unexplored jungles of America, so it is necessary to have an accompanying doctor to deal with emergencies.
Captain George and Kylena stood in front of the bonfire, looking at the roaring bonfire.
Captain George's heart slowly calmed down.
It is late autumn now, the trees are withering, and many poisonous insects have entered the dormant period.
So it is relatively safe at night in the jungle now.
The only dangers to them were the hungry beasts and the Indians.
However, according to Captain George's deduction, it is now very unlikely that he will encounter Indians again.
The place where the trap that killed the giant bear was encountered was obviously where the Indians were close to the tribe, and they fled in the opposite direction.
Although I don’t know if I have escaped from the Indians’ range, I think I won’t encounter any Indians in a short time.
There is a clear division of territory between the Indian tribes, and the borders between the two sides are places where you are at least likely to encounter Indians.
