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Moreover, these were before the Spanish carried horses escaped and formed a huge herd of wild horses in the vast central plains and western deserts. The Sioux and Apaches learned horseback riding skills and rose to become a nation on horseback. !

Especially these North American Indians, because of their primitive culture and lack of moral restraint, they are extremely cruel. Not only men must be killed, but women, children, and even pregnant women must not be spared. Because of witchcraft, after killing pregnant women They also had to dig out the fetus and hang it on a stick as a trophy. These grassland peoples were so cruel that even the British who harvested their scalps in exchange for rewards trembled.

What Song Yongzhong didn't know was that these Indians once joined forces with the British army to enter Washington during the American Revolutionary War, and set fire to the White House, the heart of world-class power in later generations. The enemy is gone, with a serious face, Song Yongzhong looked at Mao Xingjian solemnly.

However, unfortunately, his warning was tantamount to saying nothing, and the latter was completely ignored by the crown prince. Instead, he asked a little excitedly: "You mean, the father is going to launch troops against the native tribes?"

"Exactly, the crown prince!"

"Gu knows, Mr. Song should be busy with whatever he is doing!"

Mao Xingjian couldn't help being unhappy. The core difference between him and Mao Jue's political views was that Mao Jue advocated the use of new types of business development, internally using interests to govern the country, and using interests to link up major domestic forces, while externally it was violent armed conquest and plunder!He abandoned the consistent Confucian core thought ritual!But Mao Xingjian is an out-and-out supporter of this ceremony!

If he could educate these barbarians before Mao Jue did it, and make them respect Huaxia, wouldn't he prove himself right and Mao Jue wrong?Looking at the Sioux man in front of him, Mao Xingjian's eyes brightened at this moment, as if he saw gold!

Looking in astonishment at Mao Xingjian's back-turned body and slaps, he kept his words in his mouth. After a while, Song Yongzhong clenched his fists helplessly: "Farewell from my humble position, Your Highness be careful!"

After sending him away, Mao Xingjian's eyes fell on the Sioux man frantically again, and after he sized him up several times, he waved his hand again eagerly: "Take some lonely clothes and give them to this barbarian." , and, watching him, I have to personally teach this barbarian what Huaxia is!"

For the Indians, Nangong Bingwen was not as hostile and vigilant as Song Yongzhong. He bowed respectfully.

"Impressive order!"

At this time, there was another scream of a cow downstairs, probably because the angry Han Xiaomo hit harder, but the new member of Baoshihai Town couldn't help shivering shrewdly.

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But the days passed day by day, and Mao Xingjian's strategy was very effective!

Horse-drawn carriages are popular in the Ming Dynasty, and the shipbuilding industry is developed, which makes a skill flood, carpenter!There is no shortage of blacksmiths in Baoshihai Town, but there is no shortage of carpenters.Under the barracks, a dozen or so carpenters with big saws rattled the freshly cut high-quality large logs, sawing out the new boards one by one, and at the other end were a few carpenter apprentices with iron pins in their mouths, They pounded the car with a hammer, and they nailed out the prototype of the car. As for the wheels, they cast iron rims directly, with wooden spokes inserted inside, and cowhide wrapped outside. Six days later, ten large Turner neatly appeared below the barracks.

That one, driving a castrated North American bison, its stalk neck excitedly put a cowhide shoulder holster on the back of the bull, losing its testicles and dignity. This one has been driven away by whips and nose ropes for several days The unlucky buffalo pulled up the car obediently, and the creaking sound of the axle made the small half of the colony onlookers cheer.

Transportation with a car and transportation without a car are simply two concepts!Being able to drive animal power, the colonial immigrants seemed to see new hope.

But the Sioux man upstairs watching this scene was stunned and trembling.

Although the Central Indians have long hunted and hunted bison as food, none of the tribal warriors has been able to conquer this half-ton monster. The sorceress of this strange tribe is simply too powerful. Just let these powerful guys bow their heads and obey their ears. If she cut off her balls, wouldn't she be cursed and enslaved by her like a mythical zombie?

terrible!

"Are you looking at this?"

When the young man was trembling, Mao Xingjian was holding his chin behind him, but he was also distressed. If he wants to convert a group of natives, he must first convert the native in front of him!But the language is not clear, how can he explain to him the great principles of Confucianism, Chengren, Mencius, righteousness?

Seeing him staring intently at the bullock cart, the distressed prince tentatively stretched out his hand forward.

"This is a cow!"

"little girl?"

For the first time, this guy actually responded to him. He couldn't believe his ears. He stared at the surprised and terrified eyes on both sides of the big nose of the Sioux man, and was stunned for a moment. The figure was set aside, and he made horns with his first two hands, and Mou Mou started to draw with his strokes.

"This animal is called a cow! A cow!!!"

They are all of yellow race, with similar genes. This time, the Sioux man uttered the sound quite clearly.

"Cattle!"

Chapter 773. The Lost Prince

The wheel is an invention with epoch-making significance in the history of human progress. Baoshihai Town with cars is different from Baoshihai Town without cars. The radius of activities of the entire town has been greatly improved. After a long time of action, it was finally displayed.

Early in the morning, in the town of Baoshihai, which has become full of vitality again, every household in the crooked wooden houses is filled with smoke. They are full of food at home, and all the colonial men have round bellies. , Hiccupping and gathered outside the town barracks.

Amidst the yelling and yelling, twenty bullocks were harnessed to the carriage, and each of them pulled two bullock carts side by side. The metal tools bought from Xinghaizigang creaked and creaked on the snow ground pressed by the heavy wheels, and more than 100 people went out in a mighty manner amidst the whips.

Riding on a horse and following a convoy of more than a dozen vehicles, Song Yongzhong rubbed his enlarged head and sighed helplessly.He really couldn't understand why the crown prince favored post No. 22 so much?

Although this trip didn't go directly to post No. 22, it had something to do with it.

Geographically, the east and west coasts of the United States are all surrounded by towering coastal mountains. On the west coast where they are located, only the valley at the foot of Mount Rainier and the valley punched out by the Columbia River is the most convenient access to the mainland. The roads are not easy to walk, the roads are rugged, and the rivers are criss-crossed. Now Mao Xingjian and the big guys are doing a very awesome thing, building roads!

Of course, mobilizing tens of thousands of people like Mao Jue, with groups of horse-drawn carriages pulling asphalt and cement to build roads with such fanfare, Mao Xingjian didn't have the capital, so he could only pull wood to build roads and bridges across mountains and water, and built a road that was relatively capable. Just take the simple road. From the end of December to the end of the new year, this is the No. 20 five days of road construction. There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as there is a caring person. Let alone, I have experienced a series of hard work, around the coast. The road construction on this side has already been quite fruitful, saving nearly one-third of the time compared to the last time. After two o'clock in the afternoon, the ox cart with tools and materials arrived at the final section of the fortification.

Columbia River Falls.

When entering the mountain the first two times, the Columbia River did not flow directly out of the coastal mountains. It was adjacent to the nearest point in the north. The river poured down a platform about [-] meters high. Because of this waterfall, Mao Xingjian had to He dismounted and walked around the forest for more than an hour, and he was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

Dare to make the crown prince angry, this forest also paid a price. When Mao Xingjian arrived at the construction site, the forest had been chopped into the Mediterranean Sea like the hair of a middle-aged uncle. Digging down the mountain, leveling the steep terrain slightly, and pulling out a gentle slope.

There are also people who have dug long strips of pits on slopes that have already been dug, and don't know what to do with them.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, many people sweated their backs and simply took off their shirts. The whole construction site was in full swing.

"The prince is here!"

Looking at the convoy, the loud shouting sounded again, but the more than 300 workers did not line up the road to welcome them like last time. Instead, they swarmed to the side of the car, carrying the wood and walking down. .

Although he likes the red tape of Confucianism, but currently does not have this capital, Mao Xingjian had no choice but to choose efficiency, and he personally ordered that there is no need to salute.

Under the gloomy gaze of the prince, Jin Lao Liu and the others took the whole piece of fine wood that had been soaked in lime in Baoshihai Town and had been preservatively carried down. According to the length of the dug pit, they used saws again. pulled up.

The sawdust was splashing, and the sawed stakes were carried up the gentle slope one by one, laid directly into the pit, and then the shovel was used to bury the upper half with soil. Standing by the waterfall and looking up, surrounded by the cut earth walls on both sides. In the middle, half a road with a width of more than two meters and a khaki-colored road paved with log stairs stands out.

After another three days or so, the road will almost be paved. At that time, we will go to the plain along the Columbia River that was washed out by the river, and when we come back, we will put down the raft directly along the Columbia River, and the traffic to and from the Snake River Plain will suddenly It became much smoother.

However, because of a sentence called extreme joy begets sorrow, when Mao Xingjian saw it in a good mood, he saw off a piece of wood again, but he trotted over, cleaning the sawdust on his body, while being arrogant Like a hoarded bison, the old soldier smiled and nodded and bowed to ask for instructions.

"Prince Prince!"

"I have something to say!"

Even if this guy bowed his head, Mao Xingjian still didn't like him. Looking at the snow-capped mountains and rivers coldly, he hummed proudly, but the next thing he said made Mao Xingjian turn his head involuntarily.

"It's like this, Prince, our old Zhao has a comrade-in-arms at the other end of Fengshulin Town. The day before yesterday, he sent someone to send news that they found Jinsha in the Yukon River, and asked us brothers to come and help. After building this mountain road, the little one and Jin Laoliu will not work for you! Let me tell you first!"

"Are you leaving the Gem Sea?"

"That's the case, my lord."

Mao Xingjian's face was obviously gloomy, but he didn't say much, just nodded.

"I know."

At six o'clock in the evening, the weather was already so cold that people were shivering, and this time it was time to call it a day. For the convenience of accommodation, the workers here directly built a work shed with wood on the top of the waterfall. Arranged in two rows, the mountain wind outside is howling gradually, but huddled in the shed, facing the burning big iron pot with gurgling sound, three hundred or so people still feel warm, and some of them are drinking low-quality wine. Filling his stomach, a dwarf from the Kanto region of the Japanese country even danced the field dance. His black face was dressed up as a little white face with the snow white of the pink picture, and he wore a white gauze hat worn by a girl on his right hand, and wore a girl's white gauze Clothes, kicking clogs, kissing and turning around, although I couldn't understand what the dwarf said, but Xi Luoluo's shouts and exaggerated movements still attracted these low-level poor laborers to laugh.

"Eldest nephew, eat!"