After conquering nature and becoming the master of the entire planet, human beings have pointed their sharp spearheads at themselves, and they don't know whether it is a gift or a curse!

After a whole day of fighting, the huge snake river beachhead corpses are all over the field, blood is flowing like a river, even in the evening, still can not hear the ugly crow of crows, and more wild dogs and other wild beasts greedily gather over, secretly enjoy the rare feast left by human cannibalism.

For the dead, the Indians who believe in the soul of the wizard still pay great attention to it, and fortunately, their belief is not as extreme as the Austronesian Maori, they will eat the flesh of the dead in order to absorb the strongest strength of the dead, even at night, the Sioux warriors who have fought for most of the day still work tirelessly, digging the grave overnight, burying the corpses of their own people, and by the way, burying the corpses of the enemy.

However, they are merciful to the dead, and they are not soft on the living, and if they encounter injured people in the pile of corpses who can still breathe, the Sioux warriors will not hesitate to go up and mend a nail spear.

In this battle, the two sides can almost kill more than 5,000 people in total, including seven or eight hundred Sioux people, and the rest are mainly Cheyenne, which is terrible even in the always cruel New World War, the main reason is the large-scale use of ox cavalry, and the terrible bull hooves trampled thousands of people to death in a round of charge.

In the night, Mao Xingjian also rushed to the front in a hurry.

Song Yongzhong sat on the edge of the river beach, stepping on the slimy and soft land, Mao Xingjian also walked to his side, raised the telescope and looked south hurriedly, the earth was dark, at this time he could not see the shadow of the southern tribes, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, only then was the attention turned back to Song Yongzhong's body, put down the binoculars, he sighed lightly.

"Lord Song, ...... today"

"Congratulations to the crown prince on his victory! The crown prince strategized and beheaded thousands of barbarians, His Royal Highness no longer needs the last general, the expedition still has a task, this year it needs to break through to the east, open the way with the British Thirteen Colonies, and resign! ”

With a smile on his honest and dark face, Song Yongzhong had already finished his words like a string of cannonballs, and immediately turned around and walked towards the north, so fast that Mao Xingjian didn't react, watching him take a few steps out, the prince was shouting behind him in a hurry and anxiously.

"We are Daming! Isn't the state of etiquette here to educate these barbarians, so that they can understand etiquette and civilization? If you kill them all! Who else is taught? ”

Song Yongzhong finally paused, turned around, he clenched his fists heavily and bowed, but replied dullly.

"The prince, the last general is also from the old Liaodong, when the last general was very young, the last general's village still lived next to the Jurchens, and then the old slaves hated the army, they became the masters of the last general's village, and then the old slave killed the poor ghosts, the last general's grandfather's generation was killed by them, the last general fled to the Dongjiang River with his father, and then the last general followed the young marshal, followed the general, that is, your father killed it back, and now there is no Jurchen village in Liaodong, and now we are also talking to them!"

Raising his head gloomily, Song Yongzhong immediately shook his head heavily: "Prince, you are too idealistic, you are not ruthless enough!" You may not like to listen, but you are not a good leader. ”

"The last general will leave!"

In Mao Xingjian's stunned, he bowed heavily at the end, and then Song Yongzhong didn't look back, hurriedly turned over and got on the horse, shouted, the horse's hooves were turbulent, and the figures of more than fifty New World exploration cavalry followed him, and really disappeared into the vast wilderness, and after a few seconds, Mao Xingjian came back to his senses, and his fist slammed down in the air.

.......

With a complicated belly, Mao Xingjian finished patrolling the front line gloomily, and then returned to the camp located a few miles behind the estuary, but the scene inside made him stunned again, and then full of anger.

After a day of bloody battle, the residents of Snake City and the Sioux people actually began to happily plunder the provisions on the corpses like two huge crows, and distributed more than 5,000 captives this time.

It's really the change brought by Mao Xingjian himself, on the side of the six tribes of the Su tribe, the young strong men of the tribe used a hammer to nail wooden pegs on the ground, but this time it was not used to tie cattle, but it was a person, it was simply a gourd to draw a scoop, after nailing the pegs, from the captive pile, several people grabbed the hair of the Cheyenne warriors, dragged these tribal men to the stakes, tied their hands behind their backs, and tied their legs to the sides of the two pegs, and then pulled out his pants in the frightened shouts of the captive warriors.

It's the same as a gelding, it's still a knife assigned by Snake City, in the hands of the apprentices taught by Han Xiaomo and them, click to cut the meat belt, and then use cow hair to tie the blood vessels and muscles inside, and then use the knife to cut off and squeeze it out, every time the knife falls, the male captive who is tied to the stake will tremble violently, this series of small operations is accompanied by a miserable howl that is simply not like a human voice, after the operation, the Cheyenne warriors who have collapsed were put down from the stake, still tied with their hands, They were pushed directly to the side, and the livestock shed was piled up together, curled up on the ground in pain like shrimp.

The primitive clan is a soldier, and there is no word of women walking away from the battlefield, so the battle is defeated, even if the women bear the consequences, the strength of the captured Cheyenne women is also limited, and they are also tied firmly behind by the cowhide rope, and the unruly Cheyenne women were pressed on the stake by several Sioux warriors, and then in their fearful shouts, the same red-hot iron chisel was mercilessly inserted into their nasal diaphragm by the Sioux people, and there was a smell of burnt flesh, The exact same Snake City made a bull nose ring was worn in.

The women who were wearing rings were also taken aside, tied to the stake like an ox, their hands tied behind their backs, and the female captives kneeling on the ground tried to cover their noses with their hands, but there was no way to reach them, and the miserable cries were faintly heard far and wide.

Looking at the scene, Mao Xingjian roared with great anger.

"Stop for Lonely!"

It's a pity that after a group of Sioux people raised their heads in shock, they just bowed heavily in respect, and then they should be busy, the geldings should follow the geldings, and the nose rings should be passed through the nose rings.

Almost out of breath to explode, Mao Xingjian was about to have a seizure, but suddenly remembered that the Su people couldn't understand his roar, and the two pots of boiling water were also injured on the battlefield today, Su Yu had already asked for leave to go back to visit before setting off again, fortunately, there were still a few Su fluent translators in the tribe, full of anxiety, and Mao Xingjian was in a hurry to run towards the Snake City camp.

But when he arrived at the edge of his camp, this scene still made Mao Xingjian feel angry and his liver hurt, indeed, the Ming immigrants in Snake City were not as ignorant as the Su people, and the castration was so fierce at the scene, but they were not much merciful.

The blacksmiths also opened the stove, and the captive men were threaded into a line and dragged to the stove one by one, and the red-hot stone engravings of Zhang, Wang, Li, Honda, Toyota, etc., were caught in the fire tongs and burned on the thighs of the captives, and in a miserable cry, the captives whose surnames were engraved were also tied to the oxen like animals.

Hundreds of good-looking female captives were picked out and tied up, and the militiamen of Snake City, who participated in the daytime battle, happily dragged the ropes tied to their necks, and dragged them into the grass in the incomprehensible scolding of the female captives, and then the sound of snapping flesh came and went, so far away, Mao Xingjian could still hear them clearly.

And in the middle of the camp, a few fires lit up a wooden stake, and a pile of heads had been thrown on the edge of the stake, and the terrier neck stood at the other end of the stake, and his big leather boots stepped on the back of an Apache woman, and in her unruly roaring struggle, he tied her hands with ropes, and when Mao Xingjian returned, just after the tie was finished, the terrier neck pressed the woman to the stake again, and raised the axe high with a hideous face.

"Stop!"

Suddenly he almost didn't flash his waist, and the axe clicked in front of him, cutting off half of the feather crown on the head of the fit and wild Apache woman, and raised his head with a curse, and then the terrier neck was like a dog's face, and quickly filled the smile, and nodded and hurriedly greeted him.

"Prince, you're back!"

"What's going on?"

Pointing to those heads, Mao Xingjian asked gloomily, and shouted excitedly in a thick voice: "These grass cowards are all murderers who have killed and injured our snake city lords, don't worry, the prince can't run away, the brothers are pulling out!" ”

didn't notice Mao Xingjian's ugly face, he pointed to the team behind him who was busy dividing the prisoners, and shouted excitedly.

"It's still the crown prince Shengming, with these barbarians, harvest this autumn, open the mine next spring, and there are enough slaves! You are really a living bodhisattva in Snake City! ”

"Gather all these captives and send them to the camp of the Sioux people."

"Prince, don't worry, little Ming..., little ....."

I almost didn't bite my tongue, and the terrier neck was extremely stunned and shouted: "Prince, you, what do you mean?" These captives were captured by the brothers with all their lives, and you, you want to give them all to the Sioux barbarians? ”

"How to decide, you don't need to worry about it!"

With a flick of his sleeves, Mao Xingjian interrupted the terrier's neck and asked in amazement, and after a while, his eyes were round in annoyance, and he roared angrily.

"Are you going to disobey?"

"Little one...., obey! How many of you, didn't you listen to the prince's orders? Don't get these brutes together! ”

Full of depression, the terrier neck yelled angrily, he left, and the Apache matriarch who was pressed on a stake waiting to be beheaded raised her head in amazement, and looked at Mao Xingjian's body curiously.

Full of complaints, the captured prisoners were gathered together, and they were immediately pushed and driven to the camp of the Sioux people by the sailors who had just put on their pants, and on the other hand, they found the translators in Snake City and sent them out, and Mao Xingjian himself went straight to the camp of the Sioux people.

It was still the cowhide tent, and the chiefs and elders of the various departments were gathered together again, but like the terrier's neck, the voice of surprise soon rang out.

"What?"

Full of disbelief, the two jugs of boiling water stood up violently and shouted in disbelief.

"Oracle, you said you want to put all the captives back?"