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"The omen has appeared! Changshengtian! He is really an envoy of God!"

Su Yu is qualified as a babysitter, and the money is not in vain. He immediately screamed and stretched out his hands, and he prostrated himself on the ground tremblingly. Following his shout, the unexplained Sioux people who eat melons also did the same. His legs trembled like dominoes, and he fell to his knees thumping.

Seeing Mao Xingjian's heroic posture facing Tianshu, the great wizard Hong Yun was the first to kneel down muttering words, and the war chief Jing Niu followed him and knelt down on the ground, hesitating for a few seconds, the great chief Hei hoof finally knelt down, and in the audience, there were only two pots of boiling water left, who were still staring blankly in shock. After a long while, he fell down on his knees as if he had just woken up from a dream. on the ground.

The position of Mao Xingjian, the great chief, was fooled out like this!

Chapter 792. The Great Leap Forward of the Prince

The cattle on the Snake River Plain have been plagued by blood mold for several lifetimes. Since Mao Xingjian arrived in this fertile land, they have been continuously captured, put on nose ropes, and finally had their testicles cut off, losing their ideal of being a cow. The bitter ones turned into old black cows, carrying heavy plows to go to the fields to work for humans. Now they are even more miserable. Snake City not only catches cattle by itself, but also teaches other Sioux tribes how to tame cattle .

As a result, the cattle on the entire Great Plains were unlucky. Anyway, the Lisu people used to eat and catch as much as they could, but now they try their best to catch as much as they can. In the vast wilderness, you can see Su people riding tame, tall and strong bullocks chasing their kind to run all over the ground.

No way, Mao Xingjian's agriculturalization requires a lot of labor, so these old black cows who have been beaten and scolded can only contribute their meager strength!And there is another reason why the Su people are very enthusiastic about catching them. In the past, they didn't have the taming technology, and they hunted and killed a bison with great difficulty. The uneatable parts had to be rotted and discarded. They found a way to tame the bison, which was tantamount to storing the prey alive. Even if farming failed, they could still live by killing cattle in winter without starving to death.

Han Xiaomo's title of "Gelding Witch" can't be taken off. Several animal husbandry experts under Mao Xingjian were sent to other tribes to instruct cattle taming in batches, and she was sent to the largest Paiute tribe to teach her cattle hand in hand. How did those natives make bull bulls one by one.

It was the same straw hut that seemed to have a premonition of the tragic situation that was about to be encountered. A tall and strong bull snorted and kicked, struggling but refused to enter. Unfortunately, the little bull A bull's nose ring is like the golden hoop of a monkey grandson. Even though it is as strong as a cow, er, as strong as itself, it is still dragged into the gelding barn, and its four hooves are tied to a fixed On the peg in the field, the head that could break a big tree was hugged by an assistant, and he turned it into the air, with his neck stuck, and a gentleman appeared frankly.

Carrying a ox knife and a few apprentices, Han Xiaomo crouched wretchedly below.

"Look clearly, pull it like this, take a knife to cut it from here, then use the blade to cut off the tendon, and then squeeze it out with your hands like this!"

Even if he is not an Indian who believes in animism, but is just a wise person, seeing such a delicate little girl who is so familiar with the road, and eunuching such a powerful guy, I think a man can't calm down!

The three young wizards who were selected as apprentices watched Han Xiaomo's knife flying up and down and making clicking noises, while teaching them persuasively. The three little yellow faces were all pale, and they couldn't help covering their hands. crotch.

The second calf's waist was squeezed out again, Han Xiaomo looked back excitedly, only to find that the three apprentices were not listening carefully, the prairie wild girl immediately pinched the little man's waist and stood up angrily, her hands were full of blood He pointed to the Paiute apprentice with the biggest nose in front of him and reprimanded him.

"It's not good to hear. This is the last demonstration for my little aunt. You will be on the next cow. If you dare to make a mistake! Miss Ben will tie you to this gelding platform, click!"

Seeing her small hand holding the knife make a downward cutting movement, and her small face looked "fierce", that unlucky Paiute wizard suddenly seemed to have a cramp, covering his crotch with his hands, foaming, Han Xiaomo fell to the ground with a plop in his astonished gaze.

"Damn, so fragile? This makes me dizzy!"

The direction of animal husbandry has been taught. In terms of agriculture, Mao Xingjian's Snake City is also unreserved. Not only did Chen Jiao send a boat last year, but also distributed all kinds of tools to the other six tribes. How to control farming? Mao Xingjian also dispatched senior farmers from each tribe to teach cattle, how to pull a plow, and how to breed. In the export of farming culture that Snake City spared no effort in, the best irrigated land close to the river by the six major tribes is being lost. Under the hard work of the dreaming bison, they were pulled out into neat small green squares.

This year is really catching up with the Great Leap Forward. In just one year, the farming area of ​​the North American continent has more than tripled, and the farming population has grown to more than 6000. The farming area of ​​Snake City has also exceeded the limit of last year. Adding one piece broke through [-] mu, and the nearby reclaimable land was reclaimed to the limit. Even in order to take care of the land nearby, some immigrants from Snake City separated from the town and built villages under the city a few miles away. The farming civilization from the East Asian continent It burst open like a flower.

Of course, Mao Xingjian is not a real philanthropist either. When he recognized the great chief, he made an agreement with the ministries that when the autumn harvest came, all the harvest from the pavilions would be handed over [-]% to Snake City as a tribute to the three gods of corn, rice, and wheat. In the name of God, he collected taxes from the Sioux in a disguised form.

Although, it will take some time before the real rule of these indigenous Indians, even if Mao Xingjian becomes the chief, the remaining six tribes will be autonomously managed, but it is necessary to transform them from the slash-and-burn hunting life to the farming life of men and women. It is already a great historical progress, just like the bull nose ring on the nose of the American bison, these savages who fight against the sky and the earth are preliminarily domesticated. Over time, these Indians will be domesticated into a part of the Ming people sooner or later. , Ming's culture will also rule this continent just like the American culture that influenced the world in later generations.

There is a saying that Xi Shi is in the eye of a beholder. In the sound of puffing, two young men from the Nakota tribe were wearing animal skin clothes, but they were holding shovels, turning over the cow dung just rolled out from the cattle farm to prepare Fermentation, the prince Mao Xingjian can sit on a big rock and watch with relish. On the other side, the carpenters of the Chen family sent by Chen Jiao are also busy to death. All of them are hoarse. The wooden houses built on the edge of the Snake Lake, which are similar to the temples of worship, are no longer cowhide tents that can be easily dismantled.

Because of the hard cultivation in spring, the Nakota people also made long-term plans to keep this land and stop wandering around!Everything was developing in the direction Mao Xingjian expected.

However, just when he was intoxicated, Song Yongzhong appeared again in a disappointment.

This time the old boy learned his lesson, even though he rode over in a hurry, he still managed to catch his breath when he got off the horse, straightened his collar, and walked over with a leisurely leisure.

"Humble duty to meet the crown prince!"

"It's about the defense team again? Didn't you just say that? Wait until these houses are built, and then the Snake Lake Conference will be held. A tribe will send 3000 to [-] hunters. Master Song, you will have a defense force of [-] people." Already!"

Mao Xingjian waved his hands impatiently, just like seeing a debt collector. The old man with a stern face, who knew that this time, the smile on Song Yongzhong's dark face remained the same, and he still spoke leisurely.

"My lord, I am here this time not to guard against the troops, but just a trivial matter."

"Say!"

I really can't stand his quick temper suddenly becoming slow, Mao Xingjian urged impatiently.

"Oh, it's nothing serious. The Cheyenne tribe has already left the Great Basin and reached the south bank of the Snake River. It's only ten days away from Snake Lake."

With a thump, Mao Xingjian fell directly from the boulder.

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Although they are also called Indians, the indigenous civilizations in North and South America are quite different. Excluding the Maya in South America and the Aztecs in Mexico, there are more than 20 distinct tribes in North America alone. Counting the tribal dialects, it is said that there are more than 50 tribes. Three languages ​​are popular at the same time, and the Sioux tribe is only one of them, even a relatively weak one in the deep mountains.

The Cheyenne, Zuni, Shoshone, Hopi, and Blackfoot people that Song Yongzhong has been worried about are another relatively powerful alliance. They speak six or seven languages, and they are like horseless nomads in the backward Keshan, the Great Basin and the coast of Mexico are constantly migrating. More importantly, these tribes are extremely aggressive. The Aztec Empire often had wars with them. The Spaniards replaced the Aztec Empire. They beat their fathers and mothers, and more than half of the Spanish strongholds along the Gulf Coast were sacked, and now these warlike tribes are heading north again.

Not only the new Snake City, but even the old Sioux suffered greatly.

But it's no wonder these people are so tough and good at fighting. They followed Song Yongzhong's scouting cavalry across the Snake River, stood on horseback and looked through binoculars more than a mile away. Mao Xingjian's face gradually became dignified. Compared with stone tools, the bronze Su People, the Cheyenne people are much more advanced. They used iron scissors, and the bows they carry on their backs are made of animal tendons and wood. They are already slightly close to the Mongolian bows, and from the hands of the Spanish colonists, these are good. The Zhan tribe obviously learned a lot. Some wore leather clothes similar to leather armor, and the guns they held reflected the cold light of metal, and some simply held Spanish war swords, spears, and even a matchlock. gun.

What made Mao Xingjian even more troublesome was that he also saw dozens of feathered crown warriors in the tribe riding on a tall animal with four hooves.

horse!

I don't know if they were snatched from the Spaniards, or wild horses from the Mexican wilderness, anyway, the Cheyenne people also have cavalry!

With just a glance, Mao Xingjian was no longer in the mood for further investigation, so he sat back on the horse and immediately shouted orders to Dongfang Meng anxiously.

"Chuan Gu's order, go to the Sixth Department immediately, Gu will hold the Snake Lake Conference again to discuss the important matter of defending against the enemy!"

With haste and urgency, more than a dozen horses jumped into the gentle Snake River again...

Chapter 793. The Arrival of the Prince's War

By the Snake Lake, the temple built by Mao Xingjian.

After four months, once again, the chief wizards of the seven tribes of the Su people gathered together, but this time, the atmosphere was more tense and depressing than last time.

His head was covered with bird feathers, and he was still wearing the same big cloak. Mao Xingjian sat at the head with a gloomy face and silence. Black Hoof, who had been downgraded to the Great Chief of Judgment, was sitting opposite him. His square face was full of The wrinkled old face was also gloomy and silent, and there were two pots of boiling water, Hong Yun, Hei Niu, She Lu and a large group of patriarchs chatting uncontrollably.

Turns out Indians complain too.

Chongzhen was not so studious, for a long while, so many subordinates were stunned that none of them came up with a reasonable suggestion, Mao Xingjian finally coughed helplessly, and asked the black hoof opposite him.

"Clan Chief Blackhoof, how did the Su people deal with the southern barbarians going north?"

"Migrate, turn eastward over the Rocky Mountains, and go to the Missouri River to compete with the Foxes for territory. After a few years, the prey is almost gone, and these southern barbarians will return to the south and come back again."

Dare to be affectionate, the Sioux people are also bullying and fearing the hard. If they can't beat the southern alliance, they will go to the Great Lakes Plain and compete with the weaker Fox people for territory. When will the Apache and Cheyenne tribes stay enough and go south to the Great Basin again? When they migrated to the Gulf of Mexico, they came back again. Anyway, the Sioux also cultivated corn. After a while, the bison and deer herds would repopulate.

Following Black Hoof's words, the entire temple became quiet again, and all the Sioux patriarchs and wizards, including Dalatda, focused their attention on Mao Xing's fitness.

This year is different from previous migrations. For the first time, the Su people have started farming on such a large scale and are preparing to settle down. It is the first time that they have such great expectations for the harvest. Especially, all this is under the control of the prophet Mao Xingjian. Under the leadership, if Mao Xingjian fled eastward as usual, the prestige Mao Xingjian had built up with great difficulty among the Indians would collapse, and the false prophet would not have a second chance!

But the prince is the prince after all, and when everyone was waiting for the word "war" to come out of his mouth, Mao Xingjian stunned and came up with a third idea.

"Can you send people to negotiate with these northward tribes, draw the Snake River as a boundary, this year, the Sioux can provide them with food for the winter, and next spring, the Sioux will send people to teach them how to tame animals and farm, and everyone can live in the wheat and rice fields. Live a good life under the glory of God, isn’t it?”

This idea is unimaginable among the Indians, but if it is placed in Ming Dynasty, it is not a new policy. In order to do more things, the civil servants of Ming Dynasty spent silver and food every year to reward border tribes in exchange for peace. Following his father and grandfather, he brought tribute from Liaodong to Beijing to pay tribute.