It is very simple to infer that only the Tusi are nomads. Throughout Polythanvia, few Kathu people choose to keep horses – they would rather use rudimentary public transport, or buy their own motorcycles or even cars, than keep a horse that needs feed and good care.

Although the Polythanvian economy is mainly agricultural, they have a good breed of horses - the colonists raised horses here in large numbers a hundred years ago, and the Tushi people began to acquire horses at that time. After hundreds of years of breeding, the Arabian horses of Polytavia have developed some unique characteristics. They are more resistant to roughing than real Arabian horses, and their ability to withstand heat and stamina is also stronger than that of Arabian horses.

The existence of colonists has turned a people who were once semi-nomadic and half-hunting into pure nomads. At the same time, they revolutionized the chaotic national consciousness of the Polythanvian region. They divided the indigenous people living in Polytavia into two ethnic groups, the Kathu and the Tushi, according to their occupations. The Kathu are small in number and cultivate all year round. The Tudian tribe has a large population and lives on nomadic herding and hunting.

The Kathu rebellion against colonization was quickly suppressed by advanced weaponry. They became the main labor force for the colonists to run the plantations. At the same time, the colonists also carried out extensive slave hunting in the Polythanvia. Countless Tushi people were kidnapped and taken to plantations, where they were reduced to slavery for planting and gathering.

Originally, the two peoples were one family, but now they were both reduced to slavery, and they should have been united. But...... The continuous resistance movement of the people in the picture has caused waves of "counter-offensives" by the colonists. Countless Tushi and Kathu were hanged outside the plantation as a deterrent and punishment, and the smaller Kathu were the first to succumb. They became the colonists' right-hand men, helping them manage the plantations and "manage" their fellow citizens under the threat of force. The oppressed are both Kathu and Tushi.

Against this background, the contradictions between the two nations are getting deeper and deeper, and there are even signs of gradually becoming mortal enemies. But the presence of the colonizers has instead become a counterweight to racial vendettas. For them, the people of both nationalities are good animals to work on. What shepherd would allow his flock to kill each other?

Deep contradictions and hostility continued for hundreds of years, until Polytavia gained "freedom". On that day, everyone in the whole of Polythanvia gave each other the most sincere hugs. Let the hatred of the past pass, and under the witness of the heavens, we are free!

However, the story behind ...... But it's a little unexpected.

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Sun Lien didn't know what to say, he could only try to calm the emotions of Felipe and the patients in front of him and calm them down again. The Chinese have had such miserable and undignified days, but we have stood up again and stood on top of the world's nations. No nation or country can enslave us anymore. This kind of propaganda slogan-like description is extremely real against the backdrop of Polytavia's reality.

The young Grand Wizard Usama stood aside, quietly listening to Felipe's hysterical accusations - he couldn't understand Chinese anyway. But he still heard the words "Kathu" and "illustrated" very clearly. Combined with the descriptions of these patients, he could have guessed what was going on no matter how stupid he was.

"Those horse bandits and thugs ......" Felipe calmed down a little before he asked, "Does the man in the lead have a scar on his face?"

The woman, who had a knife wound on her right arm and was now receiving stitches from Sun Lien, looked at Usama's appearance, first shrunk back nervously, then nodded slightly, and added, "He...... He's wearing the same clothes as you. ”

Felipe stared at Osama with unkind eyes, his eyes were now red from anger, "It's from your tribe?"

"Yes, but no. Osama frowned and thought for a moment, then called his entourage. After whispering a few words to his entourage, he raised his head again and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the one who takes the lead should be my brother." He didn't have any other explanation for this, except to Felipe, "I'll give you an explanation." ”

"Confess, what confession?" Felipe said angrily, "Do you forcibly expropriate hundreds of cattle and sheep from the tribesmen and hand them over to the surviving survivors as compensation, or do you pick out a few scapegoats from your tribe and kill them and gag us?" Felipe waved his hand violently, "I've seen a lot of this, and I'm telling you, you want to cover it up—don't you think about it!"

Sun Lien could hear Felipe and Osama arguing, but he really couldn't control this kind of thing. In addition, both sides spoke local dialects, and he didn't bother to distinguish the content - the old woman in front of him was not too seriously injured, as long as the skin flap was stitched up, it was basically fine.

Suturing is a job that every doctor does, but he or she specializes in surgery and emergency. Although Sun Lien is considered an internal medicine, he is also an emergency internal medicine. Suturing is not a challenge for him, the real challenge is how to fully expose the patient's wound in this open environment and give the most appropriate sutures.

In a hospital, at least the room can be considered "clean". Even if it is a contaminated operating room in the anorectal department, which is jokingly called a dressing change room, at least the environment itself is controllable, and there is only one source of pollution. But now...... Sun Lien doesn't even have a wall to keep out the wind. It's an open-air environment with a sunscreen shed overhead. And in the distance, there were two people who were not wearing masks arguing—Sun Lien seemed to have seen the spitting stars coming out of their mouths fall on the old woman's wound with the wind.

"You two!" After enduring it for a while, Sun Lien saw that these two people had no sign of shutting up, he simply didn't want to endure it, and turned his head and shouted, "If you want to quarrel and quarrel in another place!

Felipe stopped arguing, his chest heaving rapidly, and he seemed to be angry. After hearing Sun Lien's words, he moved two steps to the side, and then asked Sun Lien in a loud voice, "Doctor Sun, there is a homicide case in China, do you have to call the police?"

Sun Lien, who listened to these brainless words, was stunned, "Of course...... If someone dies, the police will have to deal with it. ”

"That's right!" Felipe turned to Usama as if supported, shouting, "We don't need any warriors from your tribe, this is Polythanvia, and we have our own judicial system. The prisoner must be tried in public and then put to justice by death!"

Sun Lien frowned and continued to wash the old woman's wounds. A bottle of 500 milliliters of saline had already been used up for the most part, and after injecting lidocaine into the old woman's wound, he used surgical scissors to clean the flap, which was no longer worth repairing, and now began to stitch up.

"After the stitches are closed, the movement of this arm may be somewhat limited for a short period of time. Sun Lien called Felipe as a translator, and expressed his dissatisfaction to Felipe, "I don't care what conflicts you have with that Usama, it's working time." Your job is to translate for me - to quarrel with him, you will go back after work. ”

"Revenge for them is to deter other Tushi activists and reduce the number of casualties in the future. Felipe suddenly calmed down a lot, "But the current medical treatment is to reduce the number of casualties." It's me who gets a little dazed - I'm sorry. ”