Chapter 1474 The difference between good and evil

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It is inevitable that there are indigenous people near the bay.

There is great nature nearby, which is of course also suitable for human beings to thrive.

It may not be the case how powerful the indigenous people are.

It's just that the central government gave the explorers strict orders not to use force against the natives unless they were ferocious and warlike.

Otherwise, with the muskets in the hands of the imperial expedition team, the indigenous people here would have been wiped out long ago.

Fu Xinyuan and Wu Jiang took over the matter of dealing with the indigenous people.

"The locals call this place Jackal Valley, and the tribe inside is the Chumash. It's not small, but they are very wary of outsiders."

The accompanying translator informed Fu Xinyuan and General Wu of the information obtained.

The translation is Longchiba, which is an indigenous person in Alaska Province. Now they have long submitted to the rule of the empire, and the whole clan is living a good life.

As the empire expanded southward, it inevitably had to deal with various indigenous peoples, so it was natural that translators were in great need.

Long Chiba was extremely gifted in languages ​​and mastered Chinese in a short period of time, so he was hired as a translator and followed the army in action.

While talking, the army had already moved into the outskirts of Jackal Valley.

The terrain of Jackal Valley is difficult, with its exit sandwiched between two mountains, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack. The local indigenous people have set up sentries at the pass to closely monitor outsiders.



At this time, seeing the army approaching, the sentry immediately blew the horn. Not long after, many indigenous warriors appeared with crude weapons.

Fu Xinyuan patted Long Chiba and ordered: "Please, don't get too close, and be careful to protect yourself."

Long Chiba was very grateful for his concern and walked forward alone with a trumpet in hand.

After reaching a certain distance and making sure that the people inside could hear him, he found a big rock to act as a cover.

"We came from a far away across the ocean. We came here to find wealth, not to be enemies with the local masters. I wonder if the leader is there? Our leader wants to talk to you in person!"

The natives on the hill immediately became commotion.

Obviously they couldn't figure out why Long Chiba's voice could be so loud. Could it be a god?

However, they heard clearly what Long Chiba said.

Then……

Don't believe a word of it.

The natives not only cursed, but also waved their weapons to scare them, which was very unfriendly.

Long Chiba returned without success, but Fu Xinyuan and General Wu were not in a hurry at all and just stationed their troops outside the valley.

After so many years of development, they have already gained rich experience in how to deal with the indigenous people.

The natives in the valley were very surprised. This group of new outsiders obviously looked very powerful, so why didn't they attack them?

Because they were unclear about the situation, the natives were very honest and did not play any tricks like night raids.

The next day, Long Chiba continued to speak, but he still received curses and threats.

The third day...

The fourth day...

The fifth day...

The natives no longer scolded or threatened, but listened quietly.

After all, even Sun Wukong couldn't bear this Tang Monk-style bombing, let alone the simple-minded natives.

However, during this time, the attitude of the indigenous people has changed significantly.

They have realized that this new group of people seems different.

Outsiders who have been here before always cheat and do anything, causing them to suffer a lot.

Only this group of newcomers showed restraint and did not attack with force.

The natives are just simple, but not stupid. Of course they can see that if these outsiders really want to attack, they can kill them all.

On the sixth day, when Longchiba was still chanting sutras, a person came out.

A very strong man, also without weapons, came to Long Chiba.

"You said you didn't mean any harm, so why are you here?"

Finally willing to get in touch, Long Chiba was really happy.

"I'm just a translator. I can't answer your specific questions. Can I ask the person in charge to come over?"

The native hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Long Chiba quickly waved behind him.

What surprised him was that the person walking over was actually Fu Xinyuan.

No one knows whether this native will get violent and hurt others. Isn't Fu Xinyuan afraid?

Everyone admired his courage.

Only Fu Xinyuan himself is confident.

The opponent is not armed, so what if he is strong?

Is it true that Zuo Mengeng’s secretary only handles official business?

It's not that he's bragging. In terms of martial arts, he has no problem beating ten.

The native felt a lot more at ease when he saw that he was slightly thin.

"We came here to find this. This kind of thing is precious wealth to us and can be exchanged for many, many things. We plan to mine these things on this land, but you are the masters here. You can't help but say hello to the masters. Just do it, after all, it violates your interests.”

Fu Xinyuan opened the small wooden tube he carried with him and showed the gold inside to the native.

Upon hearing their purpose, the natives scratched their heads.

"Aren't you here to conquer?"

Fu Xinyuan's eyes were sincere.

“We like to be nice to people.”

The native seemed to have thought of something and said viciously: "That's what those red-haired guys said at the beginning."

Fu Xinyuan smiled.

"We are not redheads, and we are just like you. We have the same hair color, the same skin color, and even our languages ​​are somewhat similar."

Although he has not been in the New World for a long time, Fu Xinyuan has discovered that many words in the languages ​​spoken by these indigenous people have similar pronunciations to Chinese and have the same meanings.

He had been around Zuo Mengeng for a long time and once heard a saying.

The indigenous people of the New World were probably migrated there by the old people of the Yin and Shang Dynasties.

He originally thought Zuo Mengeng was joking. How could the ancestors migrate over such a long distance and such a cold environment?

but now……

He somewhat believed it.

Because he asked Longchi Ba, these indigenous people claimed to be Yindi people.

Is it "Yin" or "Yin"?

Fu Xinyuan decided that he was from Yin.

Because this matter is not a scientific issue, but...

political issues.

As a politician, he would naturally think so.

And considering it this way, it is in the best interests of the empire.

Sure enough, after hearing him talk about hair color, skin color, and language, the indigenous man's expression softened a lot.

"Is this thing expensive?"

Tutu opened his pocket and what he took out almost made Fu Xinyuan's breath stop.

The gold nugget is the size of a plate, without any trace of color, and it is so pure that it is intoxicating.

"Very valuable, very valuable."

"What's the use of this thing? It can't be eaten or used."

"It's of no use to you, but it's very useful to us. Or, let's work together and use your land to excavate this, and we'll exchange it for something you can use?"

He was afraid that the natives would not believe him and there was no time, so he simply took off his coat.

"Do you like this kind of clothes? You can exchange them for anything."