Zhou Ming Zhang Lin and hyenas they rode horses, followed Chief Flegg galloped towards Sumer, according to Flleg's introduction, Sumel is a temple of Indian legend to avoid all disasters, and later they found an abandoned Mayan altar in the mountains and forests of Pansas, and called it Sumer, which later became a place where the Indian tribes held collective meetings. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As for Zhou Ming, there is no way for them to ride a horse, after all, in this kind of place where there is no good road, riding a horse is always much more convenient than driving.

They galloped through the mountains and forests for half a day, and finally arrived in Sumel at noon.

This legendary Mayan altar is built on top of a high mountain, and there is only one way to go up, which has a bit of Huashan flavor.

"In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I also ask Mr. Zhou Ming not to reveal his identity, although we Indians are not xenophobic, but due to historical reasons, we are also very wary of all outsiders. Flegg admonished Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming understood this, and then they followed Flegg up the mountain, and on the way they encountered other Indians on the way, according to Flegg, Sumel here belonged to an Indian tribe called Kenhard, Kenhard is also the most powerful Indian tribe in Pansas, the entire tribe has a population of nearly 400,000, and the leader is named Fox.

Due to the presence of Flegg, it was naturally easy to pass the examination in the face of the Kenhard tribe, and Zhou Ming and they were mistaken for the Indians of Tucante, after all, the faces of Indians and East Asians are very similar, and the hyenas' faces can't be seen with oil paint.

After more than half an hour of climbing, we finally reached the altar at the summit, and at this time there were already many Indians gathered here, some of them were wearing the Indians' own costumes, wearing eagle feather crowns, but some were wearing ordinary shirts and jeans, and some even passed a suit.

According to Flegg's introduction before, Zhou Ming knew that the difference in these costumes reflected the strength of these tribes, the stronger the tribe, the closer their clothes were to modern clothing, and the more backward tribes still completely retained their ancient costumes. Needless to say, the only one who wore a suit to attend the meeting was Chief Fox of the Kenhad tribe.

The chiefs of these various tribes are sitting around a round altar at this time, and there is a kind of round table posture, but the round table is replaced by a round table, and when which chief wants to speak, he can go up to the altar to say, and even when there is a disagreement between the two chiefs, they can also fight directly on the altar, who wins who speaks, which is a bit ridiculous.

Seeing Flegg coming, Chief Fox grinned and said, "My friend Flleg, this is a meeting you initiated, why are you still late?"

With Chief Fawkes' words, the other chiefs also turned their attention to this side, blaming him for being late to Fleg.

This made Zhou Ming frown: It seems that these Indian tribes are not monolithic! This will make today's meeting not so simple.

Zhou Ming then asked the hyena to tap Flegg behind his back, and Flegg said: "I am late because I have made a lot of preparations for this meeting, after all, this is a tribal meeting initiated by my Tukante tribe, and I must pay attention to it, so it can be considered forgivable." ”

Flegg's words were very relaxed, but they made the faces of the others become embarrassed, because Flegg said this doesn't seem to be taken seriously by other tribes, is he here to play?

Finally Fawkes had to stand up and say, "It turns out that the Tucant tribe does have a reason, and I'm an old friend of Fleg's who has always kept the time, and it is impossible to be late." ”

Fawkes himself replied to his words, and then invited Flegg to sit down, and then he said, "Now that the chief of the Tucant tribe has arrived, we can begin this tribal meeting, Chief Fleg, you can tell me why you have convened this meeting." ”

With Fawkes' words, Flegg stood up again, and he walked up to the altar in front of him: "I hope that all of our Indian tribes can unite and form an alliance against the trading companies of Pansas City!"

One sentence caused an uproar at the scene, everyone was very surprised by Flegg's proposal, they were all discussing it separately, and no one seemed to expect Flegg to throw such an issue.

In the midst of the uproar, Fawkes said, "Perhaps I don't understand that all our Indian tribes have never been one? As for the confrontation, does Chief Flegg mean that we will not sell them corn, or that we will not take out a loan from them, or that we will not buy seeds from them, or that we shall not cooperate with them because of something?"

"It's to expel the trading company from Pansas by force, and to establish here an order that belongs to us Indians!" said Flegg, "and as long as there is no trading company, we can sow whatever we want on our land, and we can sell our produce to anyone who can pay a high enough price." ”

"At that time, we Indian tribes will not be as poor as we are now, and we will be able to live in a house in the city, not like we are now!"

Flegg's words were impassioned and powerful, but the chiefs of the other tribes not only failed to reach a consensus, but laughed one by one: "Hey, chief of Tucante, haven't you woken up yet? Otherwise, how could you say such a thing? Haven't we been buying seeds and getting loans from the trading company all the time, and who else can we find if we don't cooperate with the trading company? Can you come and buy our corn? I'm afraid you can't even buy Tucante's corn yourself, right?"

Fawkes said, "Chief Fleg, I know your Tukant tribe has been having a hard time lately, because of the lack of rain this year, coupled with the insect plague, your tribe's corn production has been reduced a lot, right?

Fawkes shook his head regretfully and sighed, "I should say you're too impulsive! Now let's do it, my Kenhard tribe still has some surplus food, I can support you Tukant tribe with some money or food, you don't have to make any more trouble, but you have to return to me double this year's harvest, how about it?"

"I'm not here to be a beggar!" Fleger emphasized.

However, Flegg's emphasis made the other Indian chiefs laugh even more happily: "Aren't you beggars? Don't you say that I didn't even expect it, it turns out that Tucante's corn yield is very serious, and you are all starting to eat soil, right? Chief Flegg is very backbone, but the backbone can't feed the more than 10,000 people in your tribe, it will only make them all starve to death, and now Chief Fox is willing to help you, you don't want it, it's looking for death!"

In the face of the ridicule of these chiefs, Flegg couldn't help but exclaim, "That's enough! Do you think I'm for the Tucantes? I'm for all our Indian tribes!"

Fleg looked around at everyone and said, "Don't you all realize that we will always just borrow a little money from the trading company, and then we will pay back almost a whole year's harvest, and if there is an accident with our harvest, we will not even be able to pay it back!"

Flegg's words caused a boo from below, and everyone's ridicule intensified: "It's not that it's your tribe's problem, it's that you can't grow more corn, how can you blame the trading company?

Fox raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and finally he said to Fleg: "My friend, it seems that this time you are indeed wrong, haven't we always borrowed money from the trading company to buy seeds for planting, and the corn we grow is finally sold back to the trading company?

"Well, if this trade is wrong, then have we been eating dirt for more than a hundred years?" someone jumped out after Fox's words.

"My friend, I know things aren't going well for the Tukant tribe this year, but you can't blame the trading company for your bad corn harvest, it doesn't make sense," Fox added. ”

Flegg shook his head in disbelief and said, "I really don't understand, you are still not Indians, why are you speaking for the trading companies? Have you all forgotten how the damn trading companies exploited us and slaughtered us Indians?"

"I think it's Flegg who forgot those things!" Fawkes said suddenly, his face no longer smiling, replaced by a seriousness and seriousness that had never been seen before.

"We're going to farm in peace, and we're just going to have a hard time at best, but at least we're still alive, but if we listen to you and fight the trading companies, we'll be slaughtered like we were a hundred years ago!" Fawkes said as he pointed at Fleg, "Have you forgotten? What every generation of chiefs will tell us is not to resist, as long as we don't resist, we can live!"

"And more importantly, the presence of a trading company is also good for us. "In the past, if there was a disaster in our fields, we would have been starved for a whole year, and countless people would die from it, but now at least we can go to the trading company for a loan and buy seeds, and pray for us that there will be no more disasters next year, at least we won't have to go hungry every year, right?"

Fox finally said, "But what about you, Flegger? What kind of heart do you have to send thousands of Indians to death for the selfish interests of your Tukant tribe?"

Led by Fawkes, the other chiefs also questioned Flegg: "That's right, Flegg, what kind of heart do you have, why do you want us to send us to death?"

In the face of everyone's doubts, Flegg can only keep arguing that he didn't do it, but his defense is very weak.

In the end, there was no choice, Zhou Ming had to stand up and yell: "Shut up for me, you cowards and slaves!"