The native Indians of South America, this is a story that every navy sergeant has heard. I have only been traveling for half a year and have not encountered any Indians. However, occasionally news comes that Zheng He's fleet has encountered Indians. People are almost the same as what the emperor said.
Luo Guanying became excited. The appearance of this group of natives meant that there were more things to eat nearby. It was impossible to say that potatoes and corn were nearby.
Ma Huan was a little scared, so he reached out and took out a closed iron plate from behind, and then unfolded it to form a small shield. Although it was less than an inch thick, it was enough to withstand a weak attack.
Luo Guanying shouted: "We are the Ming Dynasty's fleet..."
Before Luo Guanying could finish speaking, figures began to appear around the first Indian, and shouts came from the distance. Before long, nearly two hundred Indians had appeared.
These people were dressed in different clothes. Most of them were made of animal skins, such as bear skin, fox skin, otter skin, beaver skin, chinchilla skin, etc. Some people also had shoes on their feet. It is a bit inaccurate to say that the shoes were a piece of animal skin. Leather bandages were wrapped around the feet.
Every Indian holds a weapon in his hand. If you look closely, you can see that they are mostly spears, wooden sticks, bows and arrows, and yes, there are also slingshots. Well, this must be a ??????????? ?????army?
Su An slowly retreated, Luo Guanying raised the flag, and the team began to shrink.
Zhao Shiyu looked at the indigenous people shouting and circling around him, and couldn't help but frown: "What do they want to do?"
Luo Guanying stared and said slowly: "The emperor once said that these guys may be cannibals, so we should be careful. Do you think we should kill them or let them eat them?"
Zhao Shiyu waved his hand: "It's not appropriate to be eaten by them, but it's not good to kill them. It's better to appease them."
"Appeasement?"
Luo Guanying looked at Zhao Shiyu with suspicion.
Zhu Yunwen also left a few words of praise, but he didn't tell everyone how to communicate in a friendly manner. How can you appease someone who can't understand their words?
During the long voyage, the fleet had generals who acted as translators, and this allowed them to have friendly transactions and establish relations with many countries. But no one understands the words here. Who will be the general manager and who will translate?
Ma Huan, you are knowledgeable and knowledgeable, do you understand?
Look, he shook his head, took the arrow from my hand, and broke it. This was because someone was angry and shot him.
Zhao Shiyu upheld friendship and raised his hands and shouted to the indigenous people: "We are friendly. If you don't hurt us, we won't hurt you."
Seeing that the natives had no reaction, Zhao Shiyu changed his method again and kept making gestures with his hands. As a result, he saw a javelin flying over.
"I go!"
With an angry look on his face, Zhao Shiyu turned sideways, took the javelin with one hand, thrust it into the ground, and shouted angrily: "You were the one who made the move first! The navy sergeant obeys the order and fights back!"
Luo Guanying rolled her eyes at Zhao Shiyu. If you want to give an order, I will give it to you. How can you give an order? But this group of natives is real. We have more people, you have fewer people, we have excellent weapons, you have wooden sticks and javelins, we have iron armor for protection, and you have an animal skin. How dare you take action first?
If that's the case, let's have a fight, and we'll talk about it after we win.
Luo Guanying waved his hand, and the navy army began to counterattack, first with the full moon of hard bows, and then the spearmen rushed to kill, the shield soldiers covered it, and the swordsmen came out from the side.
Naval battles are all about battle formations. Even if this is a jungle and it is not conducive to forming a battle formation of more than a dozen people, it is still enough to form a three-talent formation of heaven, earth and people.
But looking at the indigenous people, their weapons are just extremely simple wooden weapons. Even the heads of javelins, spears, and bows and arrows are made of animal bones or stones, not even a piece of metal...
The natives are angry. This group of strangely dressed guys broke into their territory. Not only did they not surrender, but they dared to attack us?
Which tribe are you from?
Why are the animal skins missing? What are they talking about? I don’t understand. Kill them!
Great Sun God, bless your descendants and give us the power of God...
Oops, damn, I can’t do it, run away...
The natives found that the ordinary warriors and heroes who could kill wild beasts were no match for the group of people in front of them. They seemed to be blessed by more powerful gods. When spears were pierced on their bodies, they would make a tinkling sound, which was impossible. We are injured, and the things in their hands seem to be extremely powerful. If we cut them casually, our hands will start to bleed...
horrible.
How could that powerful bow shoot right through a person's head?
Why are our people so vulnerable? Why are each of our people like downed beasts, with only moans left?
The natives ran away, and I have to say that these guys with incomplete clothes ran very fast, and the Ming sergeant couldn't catch up...
More than thirty people were captured alive, and they were all tied up with two long ropes. They grinned and threatened the Ming sergeant.
Luo Guanying observed the prisoners carefully and ordered someone to take out a picture of the roots and leaves of potatoes. He pointed at the picture and gestured to the prisoners, "We don't want to kill you."
No one can understand.
Zhao Shiyu saw a jagged grass on the side, and asked someone to draw a picture, and then brought it to the indigenous people: "We want this grass."
Then he untied a prisoner and walked to the grass, indicating to the prisoner to pull out the grass and hand it to him.
The prisoner did as he was told.
Zhao Shiyu compared the drawings with Cao Yi, nodded repeatedly, and then ordered someone to take out a small piece of silk. When the smooth silk fell into the hands of the indigenous captives, his eyes shone, feeling that this thing was extremely wonderful.
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Seeing that the natives also liked silk, Zhao Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief, then pointed to the distance and said, "You can go."
When the natives saw Zhao Shiyu pointing in the distance, they seemed to understand and ran away with the silk. This group of natives were so heartless that they didn't even look back at their comrades.
Seeing that Zhao Shiyu's method was more suitable, Luo Guanying did not participate in it. He only arranged for sergeants to strengthen their vigilance and conduct reconnaissance.
Zhao Shiyu found a way to communicate, draw pictures, find things, give rewards, and leave. Although the natives did not understand the language, they watched each of his friends find the things in the paintings and go home, and naturally they understood what this group of people meant.
After releasing ten prisoners one after another, Zhao Shiyu asked Luo Guanying to take out the drawings of Tudou, and then prepared a small piece of silk. The remaining 20 or so captives were really excited and clamored to walk.
The potato road begins here.
Zhao Shiyu used his intelligence and wisdom to provide great help to Ming Dynasty in finding properties.
Luo Guanying was excited. Instead of the Ming soldiers wandering around looking for things like a needle in a haystack without any confidence, it would be better to just let these natives and Indians help find things.
This is their territory, they are very familiar with it, and they must have seen more things than Sergeant Daming has ever seen.
"Contact General Zhang immediately and recall Yuan Yichen and Shen Wei. We must rely on the power of the indigenous tribes to complete our mission."
Luo Guanying made a prompt decision.
Zhao Shiyu recognized Luo Guanying's decision and arranged for a group of sergeants to send a signal. The whistle arrows flew out of the jungle and exploded in the air.
Zhang Yu, Yuan Yichen and other two teams were not far away from Luo Guanying, only about ten miles. A loud noise suddenly came from the quiet forest and could be heard.
As for the identification of direction, it is a little simpler. It is still the old method, smoke column.
Before dark, Zhang Yu and Yuan Yichen brought sergeants to join Luo Guanying.
After Zhang Yu, Yuan Yichen and others heard the methods of Luo Guanying, Zhao Shiyu and others, they couldn't help but praise them. Zhang Yu even praised: "When we return to the Ming Dynasty, you will be the biggest contributors. In the future, people will not be hungry, and there will no longer be food in the world. Everyone should remember your names."
Luo Guanying didn't care about these compliments at all. They were all false. He was full of strength and did not need Zhang Yu to mobilize him. As for Zhao Shiyu, he was obviously a little carried away and giggled there.
"I suggest looking for a tribe. After all, we have a few prisoners in our hands. If we want to find all the seeds and fruits in a shorter time, we need more power."
Luo Guanying was calm.
Zhang Yu was a little solemn. Although these natives were vulnerable and no match for the Ming sergeants, after all, they had language barriers and were very wary. If they wanted to use their I'm afraid it's not easy to use the knife without strength.
"I think they are very interested in things that don't exist. Maybe we can take out some items and communicate briefly through transactions."
Zhao Shiyu suggested.
Yuan Yichen nodded: "This is a good idea, Brother Zhao, we will be responsible for finding the tribe, and you can communicate with us when the time comes."
"Why me?"
Zhao Shiyu jumped to his feet. Everyone knew that the natives might eat people. Looking at their teeth, everyone knew they liked rough things. He had rough skin and thick flesh. If he fell into it...
Shen Wei smiled and comforted Zhao Shiyu: "These matters, which are related to the fate of the people of the Ming Dynasty and the country, belong to you."
"Come on, don't try to fool me."
Zhao Shiyu was not fooled at all. A gentleman would not stand under a dangerous wall, let alone among a crowd of natives.
Zhang Yu looked at Zhao Shiyu who was evading the blame, and said: "The method you mentioned is indeed the most feasible. If we are like headless flies, we may not be able to find these crops even if we spend half a year. Find a tribe. , borrowing their power is the best idea. Just find these people’s tribes, don’t they know Tudou?”
Zhao Shiyu felt a little bad, as if he was about to be cheated.
On the road the next day, there was no need for prisoners to lead the way. The general direction of the tribe could be found by the bloodstains along the way. With a team of more than 6,000 people, it is very easy to cast a net and find a tribe.
Luo Guanying looked at the tribe in the distance, and what he saw was a huge stone temple. He didn't know where the stone was moved from. Dozens of tall pointed wooden houses are scattered around the stone temple, where hundreds of indigenous people of varying ages are living a peaceful life.
Zhang Yu didn't know whether this tribe was big or small, but it was always good to have hundreds of people.
"Go ahead and we'll protect you."
Zhang Yu looked at Zhao Shiyu.
Zhao Shiyu grimaced and cursed Zhang Yu in his heart, "You are so old, why don't you go by yourself." But slander could not solve the problem. Zhao Shiyu pondered over and over again and decided to meet the indigenous people in person.
ps:
I wasted too much time looking for materials, so I can only update twice today, crying... In addition, special thanks to Mo Tujing's Carrot for providing the map of the South American tribes.
