A few days later, Zhang He received another report from Tan Ma, saying that a dozen indigenous people were heading towards the camp.
"Only a dozen people? But after checking it out, are they the same group as the two people who were let go earlier?"
"Master Marquis, these two moves of mine are really real. Those two natives are here too. The younger one followed those two people and followed the clues and found their tribe." Deputy General Wang's Tanma was also infected to some extent. His habit of talking nonsense seemed a bit nagging.
"The indigenous tribes are really miserable. They either live in caves or thatched huts. The most miserable bandit villages in China are more elegant than their residences." Tan Ma clicked his tongue and shook his head, with a bit of pride in his expression. They are far away in a foreign land, and recently they have become accustomed to calling their hometown of Ming Dynasty by the word "Huaxia". "Their tribe is very poor. There are only a few hundred people in it, and everyone is injured. From my perspective, we want to engage in business with these natives to make profits, but I'm afraid it won't work."
Zhang He waved away the nagging Tan Ma, but saw that Tie Xuan's face seemed to be thoughtful, so he asked casually.
"Brother Tie, did you think of something strange?"
"Yes. I remember that I came here to report that the two natives were being chased by another group of natives. Now I have discovered that everyone in their tribal camp is injured."
"Could it be that he has a feud with other tribes and is being hunted?"
"Do we need to strike first to avoid getting burned?" Mao Xiang said sadly.
"No need." Tie Xuan said. "It's a good thing for us that they are in trouble. Helping them when they need it is far better than adding icing on the cake."
"Even if it is unprofitable, wooing one company first can open up the situation for us to gain a foothold here in the future."
As he said that, he turned to Zhang He and asked: "If a large number of natives come to attack, is it possible to save our compatriots?"
"Absolutely no problem!" Zhang He patted his chest. "I have carefully inquired about the conditions of the natives during the fighting. Even if they can recruit 5,000 people, it will be more than enough to defeat them."
With Zhang He's assurance, Tie Xuan was relieved and immediately led people to the gate of the camp to prepare for the reception. Although it is said to be a camp, in fact, the current settlement looks very similar from the outside. The city walls made of cement have been closed. Although the tall city towers are not as good as Yingtian Mansion and some northern Tucheng in the hometown. It's far beyond comparison. Various flags have also been planted on the city tower. Various flags are hunting in the wind, spreading the majesty of China to this remote Fengming Continent.
Among them, the sun and moon flags hanging in the sky, symbolizing the Ming Dynasty, and the dragon flag, symbolizing China, are the largest and most conspicuous. It is separated from the two sides of the gate tower and looks majestic and solemn.
Moreover, outside the south gate of the settlement, hundreds of Han people have been doing a lot of good work. Canals have even been dug and some land has been cultivated. A wide cement road extends for several miles from the south gate. Viewed from a high altitude, it looks like a bloodline of civilization, connecting the homeland of the Central Plains with this wild land.
A team of more than ten indigenous people had just come out of the jungle when they noticed this smooth and bright road. The indigenous people were surprised and stepped forward to observe. Some even lay on the ground and licked the road curiously, and then continued to look at it in shock. Along this long road extending out.
A priest wearing complicated feathers and holding a heavy scepter emerged from the crowd. He placed the scepter heavily on the road, making a "dong" sound. However, the flat and solid concrete floor did not have any dents. A flash of shock flashed in the priest's eyes. In his opinion, the only way to form such a smooth road out of rocks was the power of the gods.
I just don’t know whether the one waiting for me is a true god or an evil false god?
When he continued to move forward anxiously and saw the towering tower in front of him, the priest even exclaimed in surprise. He is already the most knowledgeable among the tribe, but he has never seen such a majestic building. The two natives who had been here before knelt down. The shock of this "majestic city" rising from the ground was too great for them.
The city gate slowly opened, and Vice General Wang rode a tall horse and led several cavalry out to greet them. Unexpectedly, the "horse" creature once again caused panic among the indigenous people. When those people saw the war horse, they screamed and fled as if they had seen some monster.
"These indigenous people like to make a fuss when something happens." Vice Admiral Wang smiled and asked the brothers to move their horses to the side, making a gesture of greeting: "Don't be afraid, go forward boldly, our War horses don’t bite!”
Perhaps because they saw the docile and obedient appearance of the war horses, or perhaps because Vice General Wang was a familiar face, the natives did not escape after all, but instead surrounded the priests in the center with vigilance, daring to attack these warriors riding terrifying monsters. After being greeted, we continued walking towards the city gate.
Tie Xuan stood under the city gate waiting for these indigenous people. In order to show his solemnity, he rarely wore a brand new blue official robe. There were small mixed flower patterns on the official robe. To be fair, it was not luxurious, but in the eyes of the natives, the man standing in the middle was Tie Xuan is like a god.
The natives trembled and knelt down to Tie Xuan, but still protected the priest in the middle. The priest himself pushed away the soldiers guarding him, and walked up to Tie Xuan with an excited expression: he had just seen the flags flying on the tower, the two flags with the sun and moon and the dragon pattern were the most conspicuous. In the eyes of the priest, this is enough to reveal the identities of the gods in front of them.
Native Americans generally worship the sun god and Quetzalcoatl, and the flag of this building depicts the sun (Sun and Moon Xuantian Banner) and Quetzalcoatl (Chinese Dragon Banner). There is no doubt that these people are gods who have come to the world. !
The excited priest immediately burst into tears and shouted several times at the other natives behind him. The natives suddenly looked surprised and awe, and knelt down to worship Tiexuan in a mess.
"Master Tie, this old man seems to worship you as a god!" Vice General Wang teased from the side.
"The natives are ignorant, are you ignorant too?" Tie Xuan's face darkened, and he asked people to help them up, but he helped one and knelt down the other. Unfortunately, I don't know the language well, and I can't explain it. "Are you still watching there? Why don't you help me quickly?"
Zi Buyu's strange power confuses the gods, but he doesn't want to use gods to fool the natives.
What surprised Tie Xuan was that Vice General Wang seemed to have the ability to communicate. He imitated the indigenous chattering for a while, and then made gestures with his hands and feet, and he actually made the indigenous priest understand what he meant. The native priest stood up in fear. Seeing that there was no blame on Tie Xuan's face, he felt relieved and let all the other natives stand up.
Tie Xuan looked at Vice General Wang as if he had discovered a talent. He looked at the rough man with hair all over his body. He almost thought that Mr. Tie Xiao was the age of the young Mu Ai. He was frustrated and ready to go astray. Just when he was about to make a joke, he heard Tie Xuan say: "General Wang, try telling these indigenous people that we want to barter with them."
"Ask them what valuables they have hidden? For example, grain seeds, crops, etc. We are willing to pay a huge sum of money to purchase them..."
The reason why the divine seed is called the divine seed is that it must be expensive. If there is a god in this clan, I think it must be treated as a treasure.
Vice General Wang did not refuse, as if he really understood the indigenous language, he nodded and started gesticulating with the priest. After gesticulating for a while, the priest actually seemed to understand a little bit. He hurriedly took a few steps forward and knelt in front of Tie Xuan. He reached out and took out an object from the animal skin and offered it to him.
"Do you really understand?" Tie Xuan was extremely surprised. Could it be that this priest really has a divine seed? Looking expectantly, I saw that the object was shaped like a rock, extremely irregular, but it gave off dazzling light under the refraction of the sun.
"Ah, what a big piece of gold!" Vice General Wang's eyes widened.
What the priest was holding in his hand was a huge and excellent gold nugget!
(End of chapter)
