Chapter Eighty-Three: The Indians Are Never Slaves
Zhou Ming's roar shocked everyone like a thunderclap rising from the ground, and all the Indian chiefs looked at him in a daze, all of them were surprised and angry, they never thought that someone would shout such a sentence at this time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The angriest person is undoubtedly Chief Fox, because Sumel is his territory, and Zhou Ming shouting such a sentence here is a slap in the face to him, so he said to Flleg: "Chief Tukante, your people are too unruly, I can forgive this time, but next time, I can assure you that he will receive the most severe punishment from the Kenhad tribe!"
Faced with Chief Fox's threat, Flegg didn't react at the first time, because he didn't expect Zhou Ming to suddenly stand up, and when he reacted, it was already too late.
"I can apologize to you for breaking your rules here, but I don't intend to take back what I just said, if what you said to Chief Flegg was serious, then I still have to say that you are a bunch of cowardly slaves!" Zhou Ming said as he walked up to the altar, and Zhang Lin and hyenas followed him.
Compared with the shock and anger of all the Indian chieftains before, listening to Zhou Ming's words this time made them feel at a loss, because Zhou Ming spoke English, and these chiefs who had not learned it did not understand until the hyena translated Zhou Ming in Spanish.
However, Fox understood, as the chief of the largest Indian tribe, he had learned English, but while he understood, his eyes narrowed into a very dangerous needle: "No one in the Indian tribe can speak English, you are an outsider?Chief Flleg, you actually brought an outsider to our Sumel Holy Land, you are a traitor to the Indian tribe!"
Fox's words made the scene explode suddenly, because they didn't expect that this person who suddenly appeared would be an outsider, no wonder they couldn't understand what he said just now.
Some of them shouted: "Damn Fleg! I should have thought that you would have suddenly called this meeting, and suddenly said that you were going to rebel against the trading company, it must have been premeditated, but we could not have imagined that you actually betrayed us and threw yourself into the arms of outsiders!
Others were very extreme and impulsive: "The Tukant tribe and the Flegg are no longer part of the Indian family, and we should kill them if they trespass into our Sumel shrine!"
All the chiefs shouted to the end: Kill them!
Flegg was anxious to explain something, but Zhou Ming was one step faster than his words, he took out the gun he was carrying and opened the safety, and then pulled the trigger with the muzzle facing the sky, and with a "bang" gunshot, the scene was suddenly silent, obviously frightened by the gun in Zhou Ming's hand. Fox even trembled and said, "This friend, what can't we say well?"
Zhou Ming smiled: "I really want to talk well, but you don't let me, so I can't do it." ”
Zhou Ming put away the gun as he spoke: "But Chief Fox I think your words are very right, there is nothing that cannot be said well, I am indeed an outsider, but I am also an outsider who followed Flegg to help you." ”
"I came with Chief Flleg, so I heard the tribal meeting you just now from the beginning to the end, do you want to know what I think after listening to it?" Zhou Ming paused deliberately before continuing, "What the hell are you guys doing here? Is this sure it's a meeting of a group of tribal chiefs, not a conversation between a group of slaves after the whipping?"
Zhou Ming smiled and looked around: "Is it that my words make you all angry after hearing it, and you can't wait to kill me with a knife, if so, then I just want to say this, because this is the truth!"
"A long, long time ago, I believe there was also a record among your Indian tribes that when one tribe conquered another, he would take the captives of that tribe as slaves and force them to work. ”
Zhou Ming said: "The slave owners take the fruits of the slaves' labor, and only give the slaves some enough food to survive, and whenever the slave owners wave their whips, the slaves can only bear silently or kneel and beg for mercy.
Zhou Ming spread out his hands and asked, "Are you a little familiar with what I just said, because this is simply the content of your meeting just now!"
"I know that you don't identify yourself as slaves, and you will say that we just borrowed money from them, and that we only worked in the fields to pay back. Zhou Ming said, "I agree, it is natural to repay debts, but your debts are too heavy to be incredible!"
"You know? In the United States, if a person borrows more than 30 percent of the money in a year, it can be considered illegal, and if it exceeds 100 percent, then it is equivalent to slavery, but in your case, it is ten times or twenty times!"
Zhou Ming's tone was very surprised: "Don't you know what this means? Your entire year's labor will be wasted, and even if a disaster occurs, you will not be able to keep your right to live." ”
"You know, the slave owner still knows how to give the slave a bite to eat, so that the slave can work, but for you, it doesn't seem to be needed, just a so-called debt, which makes you feel that this is right, even if you will starve to death because of this, you don't dare to have any resistance, because any resistance will be regarded as a joke by you!"
Zhou Ming then said: "I also know that you are afraid of resisting, because resistance will be retaliated against, and someone will die, but who is not afraid of death?"
Zhou Ming stretched out his hand and spread it around: "Do you remember your own name? You are Indians, you are the master of this land, the mountains and rivers here are the blood and flesh of your ancestors, and the wind and insects and birds in the forest are the whispers of your ancestors, your footsteps have crossed the mountain and reached the valley, you used to be the glory here, but now you are hungry." ”
"This land is your ancestors, so it is the enemy of the white people, so they will conquer inch by inch, and hunt down you Indian remnants one by one. ”
Zhou Mingyao pointed in the direction of Mexico City: "Have you all forgotten? Mexico City used to be the pride of all Indians, but those white people came here with barbaric blood and blood, slaughtered your ancestors, their boots once stepped on the heads of your ancestors, and their hands once peeled off the scalps of your ancestors, just in exchange for that ridiculous silver dollar!"
"Have you all forgotten? Every Indian here has a bitter blood feud with the white people, and their swords may have pierced your grandfather's heart, or they may have held their filthy things to pee on your grandfather's severed head, or they may have done even more beastly things to your grandmothers!"
With Zhou Ming's words, all the Indian chiefs lowered their heads, they all clenched their fists and shed tears, they all remembered the most tragic and humiliating history of the Indians.
Zhou Ming said again: "Have you all forgotten? Originally, the houses in Pansas and Mexico City should be yours, and your farmland should be more extensive, it was they who robbed everything that belonged to you, and your ancestors also fought desperately for this, they used spears, bows and arrows, and even tore with their hands and bitten with their teeth, just to protect this home that belongs to them!"
"But now, you're all scared and flinching, and there's nothing you can do when you hear their names but hide in the corner and shiver!"
Zhou Ming's hands were on his ears: "Can't you hear the desperate cries of your ancestors on this land, their despair is not their death, but your timidity, can you still feel the blood of your ancestors flowing in your body, do you still remember your hatred, do you still remember your name as a brave and free Indian?"
When Zhou Ming finished saying this, someone immediately stood up and shouted: "Of course we remember! We remember hatred, remember our name!"
Someone took the lead, and the other Indian chiefs followed suit.
"Yes, you all remember!" Zhou Ming said, "You are all the people of the gods, you should be born free, you should have the most extensive fields, you should be able to take your people to hunt bison, you should live in a clean house in Mexico City, eat your own tortillas, and drink your sugar cane wine!"
"It's not like you, who are being driven into this harsh mountain forest, being treated as slaves, doing the hardest and most tiring farm work, but not even receiving a little alms from the slave owners. ”
Zhou Ming suppressed his excitement and said, "Do you know why Chief Flegg convened this meeting? Because there were five children of the Tukant tribe who were brutally tortured and killed by those white people! Their hands and feet were cut off, their stomachs were cut open, and even those girls were brutally violated!"
"Do you know what that means? Pigs and dogs are slaughtered in the eyes of those white people, but they don't need to think about you, because you are the most despicable slaves, and they know that no matter what they do to you, you dare not do anything!"
Zhou Ming finally waved his fist: "So at this time, you need to shout your voice out of your body and tell those white miscellaneous people that anger makes you fearless, and the Indians will never be slaves!"
All the Indians raised their fists along with Zhou Ming and let out a hysterical cry: "The Indians will never be slaves!"