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After the smoking ceremony, there is also the etiquette of food sharing. The "big witch" Han Xiaomo happily brought out the meat and vegetable porridge she specially developed this winter from the kitchen, but when she should be introduced as the big witch of the Dakota Department, The chief translator, Su Yu, lost the chain. It wasn't until Mao Xingjian poked him with his elbow that he hurriedly translated as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"This is the great witch of our Dakota Department who can subdue the bison by cutting off the balls!"

A large pile of meat porridge was handed out, but Han Xiaomo's sweet smile didn't please her here. Holding the porridge, the great chief of the Lakta Department shouted obviously dissatisfied with the two pots of boiling water.

"Last year, I heard that the Dakota tribe was annexed by the cattle tribe. Your chiefs and great witches can't even speak our language, so why worry about our Sixth tribe in the name of Dakota?"

"According to the covenant of the Su League, you have broken the covenant!"

Needless to say, the ministries are quite timid. Faced with the questioning of most of the chiefs with a population of more than 4000, second only to the Paiute tribe, Dalatra not only did not have stage fright, but instead refuted with great momentum.

"In the tradition of the Su tribe, it is not forbidden to recruit outside members to the headquarters. Master Han Xiaomo's witchcraft is even more subtle. Our great witch, Goddess Grass, passed on the witch's ox bone to her. Naturally, Lord Han Xiaomo is our chief witch, the son of the Lord of Thousand Bulls." Married her and joined our tribe voluntarily, regardless of whether he can speak Su language or not, according to tradition, he is also a member of my tribe, he challenged my position as the chief according to tradition, why can't Master Feather convene the seven tribes conference?"

"Two pots of boiling water, you slander our department so much, do you want to start a war?"

Fortunately, it was spoken in Su language, otherwise Han Xiaomo, who is still kept in the dark, would be dizzy, but the confrontation between the needle point and the wheat awn suddenly made the atmosphere in the tent quite tense. The leaders of Dakota stared at each other with lightning.

However, at this moment of tension, there was a grunt, and he swallowed half a bowl of meat porridge in one gulp, while the current great chief of the Sioux tribe, Black Hoof, hummed with a smile.

"Yummy, this is not corn! What is this?"

Chapter 791. The Prince's Little Fudge

The name of the two pots of boiling water is a bit strange, but the Indians named it like this, which comes from nature, just like the meaning of the name Dalatra is actually translated as raw cowhide. This naming habit is a bit similar to the Jurchens Mao Jue dealt with For example, Nurhachi means wild boar skin, and Surhaqi means small wild boar skin.

However, despite the funny name, the strength of the two pots of boiling water is not funny. He is one of the four chiefs, one of the two war chiefs, and has the right to declare war on behalf of the Sioux!

Fortunately, there is a great chief who is in charge of sacrificial witchcraft above the war chief. Black Hoof's light gesture of drinking porridge immediately dissipated the atmosphere of the tense atmosphere just now. Looking at him, he bowed his head and drank it. The rest of the chiefs The wizards also lowered their heads and drank. Looking at this situation, the two pots of boiling water finally closed his eyes that were as aggressive as the two pots of boiling water, but they took a mouthful of porridge disdainfully.

But after a while, his weather-beaten old face with cross scars also couldn't help showing a bright color. The Mexican tortillas of later generations actually don't exist in this era, at least not in North America. The delicate rice porridge is indeed More flavor than cracked corn grits.

Although he performed abnormally, Su Yu translated Hei hoof's words to Mao Xingjian verbatim, fearing that no one would ask him!Hearing these words, the crown prince also shook his head proudly.

"This is the meaning of holding the Snake Lake Conference in advance. I want to be the great chief of the Sioux tribe, and then lead the seven tribes to cultivate these crops, wheat and corn!"

"Big..., Great Chief!!!"

Su Yu almost bit his tongue. He glanced at Mao Xingjian in disbelief, but Mao Xingjian asked this question back in surprise.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Just kidding, he is the heir of the Ming Empire, a monarch with a population of nearly [-] million, to be the great chief of the Sioux tribe who is in his early [-] years, it is quite wronged him!

After this glance, Su Yu had no choice but to translate Mao Xingjian's words truthfully, but he did not urinate. The entire senior leadership of the Sioux clan was in a mess. The two war chiefs had two pots of boiling water, and the startled cows all jumped up. The chief and the wizards were also shocked and angry, and even the most sensible black hoof put down the porridge bowl.

Different from the Dakota tribe who had just starved to death more than half of them, this group of guys were obviously much more stubborn than Dalacla. Hearing the yelling, Su Yu was translating in a low voice trembling.

"Wizard Red Cloud said, this is a blasphemy against the corn god, startling the cows and yelling, the Dakota tribe is not qualified, two pots of boiling water are yelling for war, and the chief black hoof asked, son of the lord of a thousand cows, why do you want to fight?" Challenge him for the Warchief?"

To deal with these old feudalism, you have to use feudal methods, Mao Xingjian said proudly, holding up his full head of feathers.

"Tell them that I came to this land alone from the other side of the sea, inspired by heaven, to tell them that the corn god has taken care of everyone for a long time, and it is time for the rice god, the wheat god, to share the burden of the corn god, and live forever God wants everyone to have a better life and grow crops, so I was sent to rule the Sioux and let everyone know the two brothers of the corn god!"

Don’t you believe in God?Lao Tzu is an angel!You all have to listen to me!

Su Yu quickly passed the translation, some of the wizards and chiefs fell silent, and the remaining two pots of boiling water, which were strongly opposed, were even more excited, spitting and yelling, full of hostility, especially the two pots of boiling water. The pot of water boiled, and he pointed to Mao Xingjian's nose and questioned it.

"Outsider, how can you prove that you are the emissary of the Longevity Heaven?"

But it didn't take Mao Xingjian to understand, Dalatra had already slammed back: "Holy cow, how long does it take to raise our holy cow, do you have warriors who can tame so many of you? Master Han's witchcraft Can make so many holy cows bow their heads and obey orders, doesn't that prove that our chief is the envoy of God?"

Needless to say, this is really convincing. Until the horses brought by the Spaniards flooded the Great Plains of North America, the Indians were hunting peoples rather than nomadic peoples. They had never domesticated animals. When it comes to cattle, even if they The aggressive two pots of boiling water went silent for a while.

However, after a long silence, Black Hoof still shook his head.

"Chief Dakota, I am the great chief of the tribe. I have never heard of the rice god, the wheat god, and Changshengtian has never given me such a revelation. I cannot give you the position of the great chief!"

Talk broke down!But this is also in Song Yongzhong's original plan. He originally planned to train 1 guards among the more than 500 residents of Snake City, and then bring [-] strong men to lead the formation. Even if there are only [-] muskets, those equipped with leather armor and cold weapons The Snake City Guard is enough to suppress tens of thousands of Su tribe warriors, but now, only two hundred can fight, and the only reliable ones are his cavalry and Mao Xingjian's sailors. If they don't buy it, what can you do?

However, listening to Su Yu's helpless translation, Mao Xingjian's little face of the noble son of the capital showed a sly sneer. Suddenly, his finger suddenly pointed at the gray sky outside the window, and said arrogantly .

"Tell them, whether Changshengtian has a revelation, he doesn't count, Changshengtian has to say! Follow Gulai, Gu will show Changshengtian's revelation to them!"

While speaking, Mao Xingjian walked out aggressively!Even after reading so many Daming books, Su Yu still believed in the Indian gods in his bones. He was stunned by the shock of these words. It was not until two pots of boiling water urged him for the third time that he came back to his senses suddenly and used Su Yu again. The language was translated in a hurry, listening to Mao Xingjian's arrogant words, the war chief's eyes were red with anger, and he roared violently when he stood up.

"The Blasphemer! War should be declared on the Dakota tribe!"

"Go and see first, if he is really a blasphemer, it will be too late to declare war!"

They also stood up, but Black Hoof made a dull decision.

.........

As soon as he got out of the tent, Mao Xingjian immediately raised his hands up like a convulsion, and then lowered them, uttering a cry of "Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" with his hands like a convulsion. He learned from Su Yu, just like a wolf As the king was calling, as he shouted, those Su people who were still flirting by the lake, cooking free food, and busy mating all put down their work, leaned over in shock, and looked at themselves. The tribal chiefs and wizards all followed, and hundreds of people formed a large circle spontaneously.

More than 50 meters away from the tent, Mao Xingjian ordered people to pile up a small soil slope, and a totem pole belonging to his tribe was inserted on the soil slope, but it was different from the other six tribes. No more pursuits, no more dreams, gnawing on the green grass with your head down.

Leading Black Hoof and other Su people gathered around the side of the soil slope, under the curious and confused gaze of Black Hoof and others, Mao Xingjiang took out a big health care bag from the big Indian cloak with a bang. Sent by Chen Jiao, it is said that the head of Wudang Mountain personally turned on the light, which was reflected by the big health care in the sunlight. For the Indian tribesmen who lack metal, this thing is no less than the later generation Mao Jue saw it on the street. The greed and shock of supercars, as Mao Xingjian waved them pretendingly, the eyes of a group of people couldn't help but go up and down with the cheap blade.

"Gu wants to use this cow to sacrifice to Changshengtian! Changshengtian, if you want to accept Gu's sacrifice, send down an omen and take away the soul and blood of this cow!"

After waving a set of Tai Chi and no gossip swordsmanship, and waiting for Su Yu's shocking translation, Jian Feng pointed at the bison who didn't know that he was going to be unlucky, and Mao Xingjian started to practice the sword formula, mumbling.

"Urgent as a law, Taishang Laojun, please show me, Mami Mami, Bodhi Patriarch Eighteen Arhats protect me, open your eyes, open your eyes, Liu Ding Liu Jia appears in front of me, let's go!"

Under Song Yongzhong's astonished gaze, he pretended to be a ghost and swiped the sword for a long time, and finally with a thud, Mao Xingjian actually threw out a beacon pipe!

This thing is specially made by the New World Expedition Team. It is used as a signal flare for communication. It is filled with poisonous substances such as wolf dung and heartbroken grass. The black smoke from the smoldering is straight and long, and it can travel more than ten miles without even being shaken by the wind!Just when Song Yongzhong was worried about how to end, he watched a puff of black smoke soaring upwards, and then a few muffled thunders really sounded from a distance, and a burst of itching from the eardrum suddenly made his nerves tense up instantly.

"Lie down!"

Subconsciously, he threw himself down and shouted anxiously.

Seemingly feeling the approach of death, the bison grazing with its head down couldn't help raising its two big horned bull heads. In mid-air, three iron balls the size of fists gradually enlarged in its pupils!

puff~ puff~

It was a bit like the sound of a stone being hit in the mud. The bull's head, which was still raised just now, exploded into a large dance of blood. Immediately afterwards, the sturdy body of the bull was also torn apart. Under the stunned gaze of the Sioux Indians, The half-ton behemoth didn't even hum, and fell directly to the ground.

Plasma sprayed all over the place.

Black Hoof, Two Pots of Boiling Water, Shocking Cow, Hong Yun and a large group of chief wizards were all dumbfounded.

As expected of the Imperial Artillery!If Gu takes the throne, he will definitely give them a raise in the future!

For the first time in his life, Mao Xingjian had a plan to strengthen the army in his heart, but immediately, he put that plan behind him again, raised his hands high, and shouted loudly.

"Longevity!"