Beiyang new warlord

"The scout sent a report. The Cheyenne team has arrived at the small dam. In half an hour, we will arrive at Snake City!"

Unlike Mao Xingjian, Chen Zao is not interested in how to educate and appease the barbarians, but the grain that has been harvested cannot be faked. These days, the grain that has been transported to the Gemstone Sea by him has already reached 20 to [-] shi. With just over [-] shi, if the five ministries of Henan are to be recruited, the harvest on the fertile Snake River Plain will at least triple tomorrow.

And he was thinking further, now that the crown prince is here, if Mao Xingjian succeeds in the future, he will return to Daming to inherit the throne, and the Chen family, as the royal family, has given such great support, who will the crown prince bestow this land in the future?It's not their Chen family!Today's hard work is equivalent to working for himself, so it's no wonder Chen Zao is not excited.

His words made Mao Xingjian's eyes light up, but after he pondered for a while, he suddenly lowered his voice again, and asked in a slightly impatient voice, "Has the sentinel ever seen Chief Red Deer from Apache?"

"This..., back to the prince, the chief of the red deer has not arrived, but the great wizard Huli led the Apache people to accompany him."

Mao Xingjian was obviously disappointed by these words, but after a while, he tightened his expression again, and nodded solemnly to Chen Zao.

"Get ready, get ready for the guests!"

"Subordinate to obey!"

Clenching his fists and bowing abruptly, Chen Zao ran towards the Snake City in a trot again. After a while, his voice shouting excitedly and giving orders, and the lazily and reluctant voices of the Snake City immigrants echoed from behind.

Staring at the dark night under the hill, Mao Xingjian suddenly raised his fist and clenched it in front of him.

Tonight, the peak of his kingly way in the New World is coming!Subduing these tribes is the beginning of his reign in the New World!

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The dry wood was crackling in the fire, and the falling snowflakes had been melted by the hot flames before they fell. Several huge bonfires made Mao Xingjian's carefully arranged recruiting venue as bright as day. The shaped table was also filled with delicious food and wine. By the side of Maoxing's fitness center, several leaders and personnel of Snake City, such as Dalateda, Chen Zao, Nangong Bingwen, etc. were all dressed in costumes and waiting with smiles. Watching the sailors guarding behind Mao Xingjian holding their guns in majesty, many immigrants from Snake City also brought their families to watch the excitement with great interest.

Although the delicious food and wine prepared tonight are for those barbarians, what if the prince is happy and everyone eats together?There are also little guys who suck their fingers and drool over the fat and oily bacon being roasted on the fire.

Mao Xingjian himself brought him from Daming, and changed into a full set of prince's court clothes. The octopus dragon robe with teeth and claws swallowing clouds made him not tall, but his straight figure set off his mighty, less than that of an emperor. Under a few strands of the crown, Mao Xingjian's eyes were shining brightly, looking at the night in front of him coldly.

While the flames were beating, figures finally slowly appeared on the cleaned path. The Cheyenne chief with two huge horns on his head was at the front with big horns, followed by the Blackfoot chief Wufeng, and the cut-nosed chief with his head cut off. A large group of familiar chief wizards were still wearing thin cloaks, and their bodies were covered with snowflakes, walking heavily from the shadows.

Facing Mao Xingjian a few meters away, led by Dajiao, the chief wizards in the first row were prostrate and kneeling on the ground. Looking at their surrendered figures, Mao Xingjian couldn't help showing a satisfied smile.

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2 minutes ago!

"Oh, Miss Han! Our old Zhao is not a child, why are you following so closely?"

On the gate of the second-floor city of Snake City, holding an old-fashioned matchlock gun, his neck turned his head helplessly and complained, while Jin Laoliu was helplessly leaning on a big bucket, and the two of them were drawn into by Mao Xingjian. No matter how they drink and eat meat tonight, they can only stand guard here and drink the wind.

What was depressing was that there was a big beautiful girl standing beside them, staring at them with wide eyes.

"Of course, as the eldest nephew said, we must keep an eye on you as a disaster, and we can't let you interfere with the important events of the eldest nephew's life!"

Not afraid that her eyes would become dusty, Han Xiaomo stared at them with high morale, without moving a step, who knew that she couldn't help a smirk when she heard this, and turned her old face wretchedly: "Yes! Life is a big deal! Soon the crown prince will marry that savage chick from the Apache tribe, so there is nothing wrong with Mr. Han! You are still here staring at us!"

Obviously pursed her mouth in a sour manner, but only for a moment, Han Xiaomo flew up with her little boot, and kicked on the buttocks of the neck with a bang.

"Stand guard well!"

"Yes! My little aunt!"

It seemed that he couldn't get away tonight anyway, so he lamented listlessly, and raised his binoculars again. In his line of sight, he happened to see the five members of Xia Yan with his followers, coming up from the trail at the foot of the mountain.

"The barbarians, with their heads hanging on their backs, are really barbaric. I really don't know why the prince is interested in these barbarians?"

"This head seems familiar!"

Whispering, Girkyneck stretched the binoculars again, and it landed more clearly on the body of the cut-nosed chieftain, condescending, a frozen head shaking back and forth on the headrest behind him, in the dark It seemed that there was a force that suddenly turned the head around. For a moment, the eyes that were frozen hard and dry were looking at the eyes of the neck. The next second, this tall and strong frontier soldier He couldn't help but sat down on the cold ground.

"What's wrong? What the hell?"

Folding his arms, it was Han Xiaomo's turn to tease this time, but his face turned pale, his neck was in no way to refute, his mouth was trembling, and it took two or three seconds before he roared in fear and anger.

"Old Han! Behind that barbarian is Old Han's head!"

He jumped up suddenly, leaned on the hard wood and stomped on the wall. In Han Xiaomo's astonished expression, he pointed at the five parts of Xia Yan who were slowly approaching down the mountain, and turned around to tear at the young men of Snake City who were standing on the top of the wall and patrolling. Roaring heartbreakingly.

"Brothers, they killed Lao Han, and Han Jinnong Han's shopkeeper! These bastards, they didn't hold their farts well!!!"

Chapter 811. Fortress on the Sand in the Prince's Chapter

Everyone has two sides! Chen Zao is like this now, even Mao Xingjian never thought that Chen Zao, who was always by his side and respectful to everyone, would have such a domineering scene!

With his hands behind his back, Chen Zao walked proudly in front of those Cheyenne people kneeling in the snow, looking aloof and speaking in that condescending tone, pointing his fingers like Shi Shi.

"The Celestial Dynasty is rich. Originally, you barbarians are not qualified to enter China. However, the prince is kind and thinks that even beasts should have a chance to be educated. This is why you barbarians have a chance! Remember, you get all of this!" It's all the kindness of the prince!"

Mao Xingjian couldn't help but frowned in astonishment, but thinking that these guys couldn't understand Chinese, he didn't stop Chen Zao after all, but he didn't give him a chance to finish speaking. The gesture of a benevolent king welcoming the return of the lost and prodigal son wanted to help the clan chiefs who were kneeling on the ground.

He had just taken a step, but suddenly there was an anxious and horrified cry from behind.

"Eldest nephew/Prince! Come back quickly! The barbarian is cheating!!!"

Looking back in astonishment, looking at Geng Gengbo running panting and Han Xiaomo holding a pair of bows and arrows, Mao Xingjian almost subconsciously showed a headache, but before he could yell, he was behind him again, irritable The sound of the wind rang suddenly, and then, some hot liquid splashed on the back of his head.

Looking back again, Chen Zao, who was bent over and still preaching, his head with Western eyes and the appearance of a standard teacher has disappeared. In the middle of a pile of splashed red and white liquid, a handful of slightly rusty The iron ax appeared there.

All the sounds were in the blink of an eye. Before Mao Xingjian could react, another iron ax suddenly appeared in front of him. Behind the ax was the ferocious face of an Apache chief warrior he had ever seen.

Puff~ A section of the arrow tail tremblingly appeared on the neck of the Apache soldier, choking a mouthful of blood, the man threw the axe, clutched his neck and knelt down on the ground. Waking up like a dream, he picked up the gun and yelled loudly.

"The barbarians rebelled! Protect the prince!!!"

Crackling gunshots sounded, and the Indian axemen who jumped up from their kneeling positions and ran towards Mao Xingjian with their axes seemed to have been electrocuted. Several blood holes burst out of their bodies, and they fell to the ground screaming. , but behind them, those Indians also threw out their heavy javelins suddenly. With the same puffing sound, two black pearl sailors ran out in a panic, pulled Mao Xingjian back with their backs to the Indians, and also sprayed Blood staggered forward.

Looking at the metal harpoon spear that pierced their bodies and dripping with blood, Mao Xingjian's expression froze again. In his unbelievable eyes, the two deadly guards pushed him violently with their last breath of strength. shoulders pushed him back into the crowd.

"Protect, Prince"

Everything happened in just a few seconds, and the welcome field of entertainment turned into a slaughter field. He suddenly took out the weapons hidden behind his body, and one by one, the five Indians spread out on the front of the bunk like crazy. Going, the onlookers of Snake City fled back in fear, and those who fled slowly were directly chopped down to the ground with an axe, and then hacked to death on the cold snow by the messy axe.

The bright red blood splattered and dyed the pure white snow into red and black, and there were screams of fear and screams of dying everywhere!

The streets were full of people fleeing in panic. A few guards pushed Mao Xingjian, who also fled to the upper city in panic. In front, Shangguan gritted his teeth and kept pulling the trigger forward with his gun. The sailor threw the bullet to be reloaded in horror, and then stabbed his bayonet into the neck of the man with the cut-off nose next to him, but immediately after, another blackfoot man's ax slashed into him again. Under Mao Xingjian's sluggish gaze, the guard raised his head and screamed unwillingly.

Bang~ Snow and dust splashed, Mao Xingjian simply sat limp on the ground, shaking his head in disbelief.

"How could this be? How could this be?"

But only a second later, he was pulled up again by someone, pushed him behind him, and shot another arrow, and a Shoshone man who was about to chase after him was madly killed by a bloody ax three meters away. Kneeling her neck, she suddenly fell to the ground again, and then Han Xiaomo turned her head anxiously and shouted.

"Eldest nephew! Are you all right?"

"Lao Zhao, Lao Jin, block them! Cover the prince back to the inner city!"

"understood!"