On the North American continent, there are buffalo tribes that are hostile to the Tang people, and of course there are friendly Black Hawk tribes. Unlike the bison tribe, the Black Eagle tribe is a nomadic people, they belong to a semi-agricultural and semi-pastoral Indian tribe, and have learned to grow corn, beans, potatoes, sweet potatoes, etc., but the cultivation technology is backward and the yield is not very high.

In the past, the Black Eagle tribe was often bullied, looted, and killed by the Bison tribe, but because the Bison tribe was too strong, although the Black Eagle tribe resisted vigorously, it ended in failure every time. And their people are not as many as the bison tribe, so they have been trampled on the soles of the bison tribe all the time.

Xia Xue considered that she wanted to find some friendly Indians on the North American continent to help find coal and other mineral deposits, and secondly, the base she established here needed to be retained for a long time, so she went back later, and also hoped that the base would be retained to lay the foundation for subsequent Datang immigrants.

So, after much deliberation, she decided to support the friendly Black Hawk tribe. Considering that they could not be assisted with firearms, they could not be helped to smelt iron because coal and iron ore had not yet been found. They can only help them tactically, so that they can defeat the aggressive Bison Tribe, enhance the morale and self-confidence of the Black Eagle Tribe, expand and consolidate their territory, and also protect Xia Xue's base security by the way.

Xia Xue found that the Indians basically had no tactics in battle, let alone no formations, just brawls. So she decided to train the Black Eagle tribe in formation to make up for their weaker single-man combat ability compared to the Bison tribe.

Blackcock Valley, the chief of the Black Eagle Tribe, was overjoyed when he heard that the fairy-like Xia Xue was willing to help them train the tribal warriors to deal with their old rivals, the Bison Tribe. Because after their contact with Xia Xue, they found that this beautiful woman was simply like a god. Worship Xia Xue incomparably, as a goddess, the same worship as the sun god.

So a secret training was in full swing in the Black Eagle tribe......

The forests of the valley were already sparse with dead leaves, and a large area of cowhide tents was revealed. The largest tent is faintly embroidered with a hideous minotaur!

Suddenly, the forest "moo——! A low cow roar, someone shouted: "Cow, biological parents!" Someone shouted loudly: "People, ox body spirituality!" ”

The cowhide tent is also "moo——! A bull's roar.

Eight bison tribal archers stand majestically outside the tent. Inside the tent, it was dark and as dark as night. If it weren't for the squeaky squeaky smoke of a large animal oil lamp, it would be hard to see things.

In the center of the tent was a large jaguar tiger skin, on which lay a stout Indian man, who was the chief of the bison tribe: Barson. He wears multicolored feathers on his head, and his face and body are covered with colorful paintings of bison images. The more and more tattoos in the bison tribe, the higher the status of the representative.

Two slave girls were snuggling up beside the squinting chieftain of Barson, one carefully combing his hair and the other tapping his calf with her small hand.

In the big tent gathered more than 30 leaders of the bison tribe, two charred and shiny pronghorned antelopes hung from a wooden shelf, and the leaders chopped off pieces of bloody mutton with stone knives made of flint and obsidian, and munched happily. Loud shouts, a commotion. When everyone's faces were flushed, Chief Basen stood up and shouted, "Quiet——! I have something to say! The shouting suddenly stopped, and all eyes turned to the strong and mighty Chief Barsen. Although the bison tribe is rough and wild, they are very respectful of the chief. The chieftain was about to speak, and the chiefs naturally fell silent.

Chief Barson clapped his hands: "The Black Eagle tribe wants to fight a decisive battle with us, will we fight?" Let go of the talk! After a few words, he waved his hand: "That's it, say!" ”

"War, of course war! The Black Eagle tribe has been our mortal enemy for 100 years, and this time we will kill all their men, rob all their women, and capture their children for us to be slaves! A strong Indian man with black feathers on his head and painted on his face, covered in he's hair, stood up and yelled incoherently. This body is like a mountain, with black hair scattered and unusually rough, that is, it was the number one warrior of the Bison tribe who was defeated by Xia Xue, and the Khaya Cartel, nicknamed "Ten Thousand Enemies".

After the last time Ahaya Cartel was defeated by Xia Xue, there were multiple bone cracks in his jaw and jaw, and his jaw was also dislocated.

Thanks to his abnormal strength, if he was put on the ordinary person, Xia Xue's overweight hook would probably completely shatter her jaw and scrap it, and it is estimated that she will never be able to speak again for the rest of her life.

Although the Khaya Cartel was defeated last time, he was still the best warrior of the tribe, and no one dared to despise him.

"Fight! This group of miscellaneous people who have been lying at our feet dare to challenge our invincible bison tribe and seek death! ”

"Fight! This time, we must completely knock down this group of debris, so that they will never dare to provoke our brave bison tribe again! ”

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Chief Barson waved his hand, a cruel sneer on the corner of his mouth, "Fight! Reply to the Black Eagle Tribe, and the grassland will be decisive in three days! ”

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Three days later, the sun rises on the top of the mountain, the withered yellow grassland is vast and quiet, there is no wind, no frost, and rare good weather.

At three o'clock in the morning, the whining horn sounded through the North American grasslands. In the depths of the grassland, smoke and dust rose and roared like thunder.

The thunder in the north rolled endlessly, and in a moment, smoke and dust rose on the distant cyan mountain beam, and a black line faintly spread out under the smoke and dust. As the rolling thunder approached, the smoke and dust turned into a thick cloud, obscuring the midday sun! The black line under the smoke and dust became thicker and thicker, and finally turned into a crowd of people all over the mountains and a wild roar like a tsunami of mountains. From a distance, there are bull-headed human bodies all over the field, and obsidian knives are shining all over the field; The warriors of the bison tribe carried the bull's head, wielding obsidian knives shirtless, a wild shout, the boundless crowd of bull heads, they jumped and shouted and shouted, like countless mountain monkeys, whistling and shouting, rushing over, actually flooding the boundless field to dusk!

The Black Eagle tribe in the south is as quiet as a mountain, silent and silent, only the wind of the leather coat of hunting is heard.

The warriors of the Bison tribe shouted loudly and slaughtered the Black Hawk tribe like a sea of mountains. They were covered in various animal skins, with long bare-shouldered hair, obsidian knives shining with jet-black light, and some of them wore hideous animal skin masks on their faces.

In terms of traditional combat power and physical strength, these bare-shouldered and long-haired Bison Tribe warriors are better than the warriors of the Black Hawk Tribe and the Bison Tribe are more outstanding in their individual skills and fighting ability, but the Bison Tribe never fights in formation, and their tactics are primitive and simple casual killing.

The horn whined. The Bison Tribe roared and pounced on the Black Eagle Tribe from the front and flanks! The mountains and valleys and grasslands on all sides are also clamoring and shouting to kill, and the sound is like the tide of the sea sinking thunder, until it is about to engulf and tear the small leaves of the Black Eagle tribe.

The Black Eagle Tribe's 3,000-strong team did not launch at the same time, and Chief Blaken Valley glanced at the Bison Tribe's charging formation, and shouted in a low voice, "Change formation!" The Black Eagle Tribe's phalanx was divided into a thousand small triangles in an instant.

At this moment, the formation of the Black Eagle tribe was very strange, no longer the usual phalanx, but formed a large triangular formation composed of a thousand three-man pawns, and the Black Eagle Chieftain Blaken Valley stood at the top of the whole team.

The Bison Tribe was nearly ten paces away, and in the moment of encountering the enemy, Chief Blaken Valley suddenly shouted "Kill——! The black triangle suddenly activated, and a thousand black triangles were divided into several echelons, rushing towards the bison tribe of more than 10,000 people at a gallop.

The Black Eagle Tribe has always been a defeated subordinater of the Bison Tribe, and it has been, and this time will be no exception.

The warriors of the Bison tribe were extremely arrogant, and they shouted and shouted:

"Kill all the Black Eagle clans!"

"Not a single one left!"

The shiny obsidian knife enveloped the Black Eagle Tribe in an instant.

The two collided like lightning, and the triangle team of the black-clothed tribe was as sharp as a knife. Into the scattered phalanx of the Bison Tribe, in groups of three, the 10,000 people of the Bison Tribe were immediately divided into countless small pieces to fight!

This peculiar style of play was beyond the expectations of the bison tribe. According to the traditional Indian method of warfare, after the two armies charged and met, they began to fight; In the army, it is common to fight and fight freely.

Today, the bison tribe suddenly encountered a charge formation that they had never seen before-they did not disperse, and they went straight to the core like nails, which was really incredible! All of a sudden, the Bison Tribe was in great confusion, and it was involuntarily stirred into hundreds of small circles, each of which was a dozen or twenty people against nine or six members of the Black Eagle Tribe. In the chaotic combination of the bison tribe, more than a dozen people have been injured and fell to the ground. Fighting in small formations, the Black Eagle tribe is in groups of three, the length of the weapons is matched, mutual protection is protected, and the cooperation is very tight. Although the bison tribe bravely rushed to kill, it had no rules for this kind of "three-person cone", and when they dispersed, they fought for themselves, and they were killed alone, and when they gathered, they overlapped and restricted, collided with each other, and their power was greatly reduced. Whenever the Bison tribe is best at fighting alone, there are Black Eagle tribes outflanking them before and after forming three to one! Just surrounded a "three-person cone", there were two or three "three-person cones" on the periphery to break the siege! So there are strange things on the battlefield: it is clear that the Bison Tribe is more than three times more than the Black Eagle Tribe, but there are often fighting circles of the Black Eagle Tribe besieging the Bison Tribe! The bison tribe gradually lost the ability to fight back, and one by one they were killed and wounded and fell to the ground.

Everyone of the Bison Tribe was furious, roaring and roaring, determined to chop these Black Eagle Tribe's men into meat sauce! Their bodies were already surging with fierce and warlike blood, how could they let the Black Eagle tribe run rampant on the grassland?

The Black Eagle tribe rarely makes a sound, but if there is a call, it must be a change of formation. In the heat of the fight, any sluggishness or confusion can be fatal. The individual skills of the Bison Tribe warriors are unsolvable in front of the well-trained and well-coordinated Black Eagle Tribe. In a roar of rage, the warriors of the Bison tribe with bare arms fell to the ground, dead or wounded.

The Black Eagle tribe trained by Xia Xue was in a group of nine, a group of six, and at least a group of three, cooperating in formation, covering each other, and attacking one person together, like a black iron triangle rushing into the scattered team of the Bison Tribe.

The bison tribe, which had no formation, was quickly divided into scattered pieces, chaotic, shouting and roaring. The Black Eagle Tribe took advantage of the chaos to slash and kill, and the black triangular array that spread all over the mountains suddenly became a slaughterhouse for the Bison Tribe.

In two hours, the army of more than 10,000 tribes of the Bison tribe collapsed, and the chief of Basen and the '10,000 enemies' Ahaya Cartel were killed by the rebels, and the remnants of the Bison tribe either scattered, were killed, or captured.

At dusk, the shouts of the battlefield fell silent, and the only sound of the Black Eagle tribe cheering for victory was on the grassland.

Nothing boosts the confidence and morale of the tribe more than a glorious victory, which the Black Eagle Tribe has been looking forward to for hundreds of years. Blaken Valley, the chief of the Black Eagle Tribe, roared with tears in his eyes.