The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

There's nothing wrong with the alliance itself, it's just the name...

Yellow tribal alliance... why is it a bit weird?

Very yellow and violent.

But there is no doubt that this tribal alliance is led by immigrants from the Ming Dynasty.

For this proposal, many proud Indian tribal chiefs did not accept it.

We are all natives of local tyrants, so why should we accept the leadership of the people of Ming Dynasty (Zhao Le's)?

Xu Hai calmed down, and said with a faint smile: "々 You have been massacred by the Spaniards for hundreds of thousands and millions, and you are already facing the danger of subjugation and genocide. Isn't the situation critical enough?"

Many chiefs who were demolished and attacked by Spain showed hatred and talked a lot.

"Our Bloodhoof tribe originally lived along the Mississippi River, but was driven to the Rocky Mountains by the Spaniards! More than half of them died!"

"Our iron hand tribe is even worse. Our ancestral territory is in the Great Lakes area, and it turned out that we were driven to the westernmost side?"

"Three villages of my clan were massacred, and tens of thousands of people died along the way."

"Our Mustang tribe, once the largest tribe on the east coast, is now massacred by the Spaniards and only tens of thousands of people remain."

All of them were furious.

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Chapter 2168 Tribal Warriors, 5 Elite [3]

The great hatred of the massacre forced these tribes, who had never been in contact with each other until old age, to form a close bond of flesh and blood to resist the invasion of alien races together.

Xu Hai took out a gun and shouted to the tribes: "This is the latest musket made by me, Ming Dynasty. You can ask Sitting Bull about its power!"

The chief of Sitting Bull stood up, looked at the gun in Xu Hai's hand frantically, and said loudly: "That's right! Our Sitting Bull tribe, just like you, couldn't beat the Spanish conquistadors. We are almost going to be wiped out by the Spaniards. Thanks to Brother Ming, who sent us muskets. In the war that just broke out, we defeated more with less, killed more than 2400 Spaniards, and drove away Ferdinand. This is the most powerful evidence! Brother Ming, I will follow you Dry!"

He stepped forward to give Xu Hai a high-five, which is an Indian tradition.Once you clap your hands, you cannot go back on your word.

Hearing that Sitting Bull was so happy, many chiefs were tempted.

"I'll go. No wonder the Sitting Bull tribe was able to defeat the Spaniards. It turned out that they were supported by Daming!"

"As expected, Daming is amazing, even the Spaniards are no match for him."

"Should we also hug Daming's thigh 253?"

"How should I put it, the people of Ming Dynasty look very similar to us, and their personalities are also very similar. They are much better than the savage white people!"

Xu Hai threw out an even bigger bomb, and said with a smile, "Everyone, I'm here to announce another policy! Look!"

He waved.

Xu Dong suddenly pulled up the other end of the tent!

What appeared in front of many chiefs was a mountain of various arms!

It's really piled up!

Cannons, muskets, bullets, shells, body armor... everything!

So much ammunition is enough to make any chief dumbfounded.

Where have they seen so many things of steel and technology?

Xu Hai's tone was flat, and he said lightly: "This is the ammunition sent to us by my elder Yan Ge, who is also known to you as the chief assistant of Yan Song!"

He smiled and said: "Old Yan Ge knows the situation where you were brutally massacred and driven by the Spaniards. In the spirit of humanitarianism and the ancient blood relationship between Daming and the Indians, he is going to provide it to you free of charge!"

This time, the Indian chiefs were fried.

"What? Really want to provide it to us for free?"

"Give us all these good guns?"

"Thank you so much, Yan Song is indeed a messenger sent by our gods!"

"Could it be that Yan Song is the great prophet in the prophecy?"

For a while, the Indian chiefs praised Yan Song endlessly.

(Yan Song 囧: Still a great prophet? Do you think I am playing Warcraft?)

In short, no matter what Yan Song thinks, on the North American continent, his nickname of the Great Prophet is as loud as thunder, and it is getting louder and louder.

Yan Song burst into tears...

Seeing that these chiefs were very eager for Daming's advanced weapons, Xu Hai secretly laughed in his heart.

You know, he was captured alive by Yan Song back then because Yan Song used advanced weapons to instigate the rebellion of the Japanese Warring States princes.

The big names in Japan stared straight at the sight of Ming weapons, let alone these Indian chiefs who have never seen anything in the world?

These chiefs were all froze, and they all demanded: "I want to join! I want to join!"

"Yellow Alliance, there must be my Bloodhoof tribe!"

"And my wild horse tribe, I want to join too!"

Not long after, hundreds of tribes have joined the "Yellow Tribe Alliance" proposed by Xu Hai, hoping to obtain weapons and protection from Ming Dynasty.

Xu Hai didn't talk nonsense, anyway, unite with the Indians to do things for the Spanish Empire, and be a good shit-stirring stick, that's the task Yan Song gave him.