Chongzhen Undergraduates

"You do this, you open a translucent barracks in the middle of the camp. You tell those slaves that the messenger of the sun god is going to treat those children. They can see the children's treatment." Zhu Youjian thought for a while explain.

"But where is the messenger of the sun god?" the little crow asked.

"I am." Zhu Youjian blurted out.

"Your Majesty, this is absolutely impossible!" Li Yan hastily stopped him.

"Don't be afraid! When I came to America, I brought the pox with me." Zhu Youjian smiled faintly.

He is a time traveler, and he did make preparations before coming to America. This is also one of the major events in later generations that he can remember.

Soon, a new camp was set up, some children were sent in, and a majestic man in bright yellow clothes walked into the barracks with a group of "weirds" all dressed in white.

The natives were naturally reluctant at first, but because of the sun flag hanging on the roof of the barracks, they didn't dare to make a mistake.

A month later, Zhu Youjian came out.But the slave camp that came into view before his eyes was empty and dead.

"What's going on?" Zhu Youjian asked with a dark face.

"More than half of the slaves in this camp have died, and all the other living natives have run away!" Chen Tingjing said with red eyes.

"Has the epidemic spread to other places?" Zhu Youjian was thinking badly, something big happened.

"Yes. The king and his people have gone back to San Francisco to collect medicinal materials. Now only the Ming people can save these natives." Chen Tingjing replied.

Chapter 741: The Sioux People Are Calling

"Boss, judging from the broken branches, the demons have been passing by for at least ten days." A Sioux warrior cut off a branch, held it up to Sitting Bull and said.

The broken part of the branch is a little dry, and the tip is a little brittle, it definitely doesn't look like it was broken in the past two days.The grass on the ground has been leveled, and it extends all the way south along here.Obviously, this is not the path of the beast.

"Rest on the spot." Sitting Bull was a little disappointed. He claimed to be a good tracker, but he was thrown off by the opponent again and again, which really didn't make sense.

In fact, this can't be blamed on Sitting Bull, the opponents he has faced before have never been so cunning.On the way to escape, the other party actually set up a ecstasy array, and at a fork in the road, five directions could appear.When they choose one or both, the end of the guide is a cliff.There was even one time when Sitting Bull was led into a snake valley by his opponent, killing or injuring more than a dozen of his subordinates.

The road in front of him seemed too obvious, and Sitting Bull wasn't sure if it was another trap, so he wanted to check it out.

Sitting Bull, who lives in the north all year round, has never been to such a south place, or he has never been to such a far place in his life, and he is not used to it.First of all, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the leather jacket on Sitting Bull is no longer suitable for wearing, but out of habit, he still wears it on his body.One is that there are more and more mosquitoes, which is very annoying, and many of his men are covered in bites.

Sitting Bull lowered his head and searched the ground carefully. Finally, he found a large number of footprints by a spring.One characteristic of these footprints is that they all have two deep and wide marks.Sitting Bull didn't know that this was a characteristic of clogs, but he knew in his heart that all the footprints on the road had this kind of imprint on him all the way here.The Ming people did not have this characteristic, nor did the natives of other tribes, only the demon army had it.

Sitting Bull sniffed hard, and there seemed to be a fishy, ​​salty smell in the air. This smell was particularly light, but it was different from the dry and cold air in the north.

"Chase!" Sitting Bull didn't think too much, and quickly issued an order.

Hattori Zhengchen didn't know where this place was, but in front of him was the sea that all Japanese people were very familiar with.The pier here is not considered prosperous, but the huge sailboat on the sea in the distance shows that this place is very close to the civilized world.At least those sailboats were not a little different from Daming's sailboats. Masato Hattori could tell at a glance that they were Westerners' sailboats.

"Felix, are we there yet?" Masato Hattori finally let go of his doubts when he saw the sea.

"Yes, sir. From here to the south is New Spain, which is also an overseas colony of the Kingdom of Spain. As long as you get here, you will be protected by God and will be very safe."

Felix is ​​a Frenchman, a fur trader captured by Hattori Masatoshi during the operation.But Hattori kept an eye out, secretly let this person go, and even made a deal with him.Now, Felix reciprocated, and brought Masato Hattori and his [-] Japanese men all the way to Houston in later generations.

"You deserve it." Masato Hattori threw a small bag of gold to Felix.

Felix opened it and took a look, and then his facial features became a flower with a smile.This deal is double revenge. Not only can I get the bounty from these Japanese, but I can also go to Tenochtitlan to get a bounty from the Spaniards, which is really a bargain.

"Mister, please rest here for a few days, and I'll contact you first." Felix was still working hard.

"Then will we be in danger here?" Masato Hattori asked.

"Don't worry. The Cherokees here are very friendly to us Europeans. They won't hurt you. Besides, they can't beat you!" Felix laughed, leaving behind two companions, one The man rode away.

Hattori Masato didn't know where his future was, and he was very confused at the moment.All he knew was that it was impossible to go back.If he goes back now, it will mean the complete demise of the Japanese.He had seen with his own eyes that many tribes here were devoured by Ming people, so he decided to escape.

This is because Masato Hattori's knowledge is still too little, he never thought about it, just to the south of him, there are more tribes that are not dying out, but being wiped out by Europeans.

Felix did not disappoint Masato Hattori. He only went for eight days and brought back a Spanish diplomatic representative.

"Hello! My name is Fidel." The other party first greeted Hattori Zhengchen in half-baked Chinese.

"Wrong, wrong! They are Japanese." Felix looked embarrassed.

"Hmm, I know they come from the mysterious east, and I know a little bit of oriental language." Fidel continued to use his poor Ming official dialect to show his friendly attitude.

"Baga! Are you humiliating us?" Masato Hattori's subordinates couldn't take it anymore, and finally burst into foul language.

Hearing that the other party's tune was wrong, Fidel realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing.It's no wonder that the Japanese don't like the Spaniards. They prefer the Dutch who only do business, and instead limit the Spaniards to their trading partners.However, Great Spain, which is expanding all over the world, knows little about Japan.On the contrary, Daming's reputation is much greater than that of Japan.

"Tell him that we are Akito's mortal enemies." Hattori Masato doesn't care about this matter, he is a person who wants to do big things.

As soon as Felix translated, the two parties finally resolved the misunderstanding.For the Ming people to come to North America, the Spaniards were actually surprised, but they didn't care too much.

Why?Because the New World is big.

The Spaniards also knew about Ming's strength, but they also knew how big the Pacific Ocean was. They judged that it was impossible for Ming to pose a threat to them in the Americas in just a few years.You know, New Spain alone has been established for almost 100 years.

If a person suddenly appeared and said to the Spaniards: The Ming people have occupied North America, and they are about to call at your door.Spaniards will think this is a joke.

"Sir, I think your statement is exaggerated. Did the Ming occupy your country and you are refugees? Oh, it's not easy. You have come all the way here? You should go straight down from the west coast, There will be closer to us." Fidel looked at the group of Japanese people as if they were seeing something, and he felt that these people didn't understand that the earth was round.

"Tell him, Akito will call soon." Hattori Zhengchen was eager to tell the Spaniard the news.

"I've said it many times, but they don't believe it." Felix was also very helpless. He was just a Frenchman, and it was normal for the Spaniards not to believe him.

This group of people quarreled in the tent, but they just couldn't come to a consensus.The Spaniards believed that if this group of Japanese people took refuge in them, they would have to serve as mercenaries for the Spaniards and work their lives for money.In fact, it is the same thing as working for Daming.But Hattori Zhengchen was unwilling. What he wanted was to restore the country, or to use the power of the Spaniards to defeat Mingren.

Obviously, the two sides can't agree!

"Du~!" Just as they were wrangling, the sound of horns sounded from the jungle in the north.

"The Cherokees attacked?" Fidel was taken aback, because in New Spain, the Indians often fought back.

"No! This is the attack from the Sioux tribe." Hattori Zhengchen seemed calm.

"Sioux people? I haven't heard of it." Fidel looked confused.

"The Sioux people are the Ming people here." Felix added.

"Ah!" Fidel was stunned, this was the first time he had heard such a statement.

Chapter 742: Sitting Bull is dead

"Array, block!" Masato Hattori was not nervous, but calm and composed.

"Wow!" The Japanese soldiers were very fast, all drew their Japanese swords, and quickly stood in a row after row.

To Fidel's astonishment, two thousand Japanese soldiers had already formed three lines of defense on the spot, and this speed was no slower than the Spaniards.Thanks to the long-term outside battles of these Japanese soldiers, they have already formed a strong combat effectiveness.