The negotiations seem to have entered an awkward situation.

Indeed, not seeing Tianwu can be regarded as Mao Xingjian's biggest mistake in the entire Indian grand strategy, but if he is given a chance to do it again, it is estimated that he will still hesitate.

Who is he Mao Xingjian? Prince Daming! The future emperor of the Ming Empire! The real one is below and above ten thousand! How could he bow his head to a few mountain witches? It's as if Tang Sanzang is indeed highly respected, so will Tang Taizong go to worship him because of this?

As for now, Mao Xingjian has a deep blood feud with these Heavenly Witches, and these Su people, who don't know the height of the sky, actually let him go to get the Heavenly Witch's forgiveness!

There was a hint of trembling in his voice, and even Song Yongzhong could hear the rustling sound of metal rubbing from Mao Xingjian's voice, and his voice was so low that the Su language he spoke was a little deformed, staring at the black hoof, he asked in a hoarse voice.

"If Lone doesn't ask for Heavenly Witch's forgiveness, the Sioux Clan won't recognize Lone as the Great Chieftain, even under the threat of being exterminated?"

Also staring at his face, Blackhoof also lowered his voice to the limit.

"That's right!"

"The Sioux warriors will not take the command of a man who has been cursed by the gods! Not just the Sioux people, but any Indian! ”

Song Yongzhong had already stood up, waiting for Mao Xingjian to leave with his sleeves brushed, but in his gaze, his chest rose and fell violently a few times, Mao Xingjian gradually changed his breathing, and then nodded lightly in Song Yongzhong's unbelievable eyes.

"I see!"

"Send someone to Henan and tell the six tribes in Henan that three days later, Mao Xingjian from Daming will personally set off to the holy mountain to beg for the forgiveness of Tianwu!"

Those elders of the Su clan couldn't help but smile on their faces, and for a moment, Song Yongzhong was extremely frightened, but the words were in his mouth, and in the end, he swallowed them back, watching Mao Xingjian stand up again and walk out, he also followed in a hurry.

"Prince!"

His eyes were aimed at the Sioux warriors on the left and right, and he followed Mao Xingjian as he walked out, while he also whispered in Mao Xingjian's ear in a hurry: "There are not many warriors from the Su people, the weather is freezing at this time, and the transportation is cut off, with the two hundred cavalry we have on hand, it is enough to do these bastards cleanly!" Taking advantage of the leaderless time of the dragons, the last general can guarantee that the entire Sioux will be eliminated! ”

"That's just a Sioux too!"

Walking to the side of his war horse, Mao Xingjian shook his head again, but in Song Yongzhong's disappointment, his voice was lowered, and the metallic friction-like voice was more obvious, and he asked him hurriedly.

"All the battlefields that I chose before are invalid, Brother Song, I need you to help me find another battlefield, a battlefield big enough to bury 500,000 to 100,000 people!"

Raising his head in surprise, in Mao Xingjian's pupils, Song Yongzhong saw a blood-red color, like countless sword lights, flickering in his eyes!

........

The snake river in the cold winter is once again shocked!

Mao Xingjian, the chief who joined the Sioux tribe from the other side of the sea, wants to go to the holy mountain in person to seek the forgiveness of the Heavenly Witch!

The six tribes of Henan, who had once again completed the assembly and were about to move, once again stopped helplessly, because in the culture of the Indians, no matter how great a person's sin is, as long as he is willing to climb the holy mountain and beg the gods for forgiveness, then no matter which one, no matter how much he hates his enemies, he must not harm him again.

Of course, it doesn't mean that as long as you are willing to go to the holy mountain to admit your mistakes, you will be fine, first of all, the holy mountain is in the depths of the stretching Rocky Mountain, in the cliffs near Salt Lake City in the future, there are countless difficulties and dangers on the way, wolves, tigers and beasts, and they have to starve halfway, and only ten people can reach the holy mountain alive.

Then, the heavenly witches who practice in the mountains will test your attitude, listen to your sins and repentance, and if they think that you have not repented, they will still convict you, and when the time comes, no matter which tribe, they will kill you as soon as possible!

Regarded as half of the world, equivalent to the Ming Empire, except for Liaodong and most of the grasslands, all the people in the north were watching, and Mao Xingjian, who hurriedly returned to the Rakta Department, was also making final preparations.

Although he prepared a little special.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, the sound of whining and screaming faintly came out, seeing Mao Xingjian and Song Yongzhong returning in a hurry, there has been no road for more than half a month, the deputy of the fifth regiment of the Mongolian cavalry, after selecting the little chief from the grassland, Bao Jiahongtu greeted the past with joy: "Prince, the person you want, the last general has come!" ”

This was a happy event before leaving, and Mao Xingjian couldn't help but be shocked when he heard it, and while talking hurriedly, he suddenly lifted the curtain.

"Pass on the Gu's instructions, Bao Jiahong has merit in capturing the thief, and he will be credited with merit! When the snake river is calmed down, you will be rewarded with a whole ranch! ”

"Thank you for the promotion!"

This Mongolian man was delighted with thanks, but he was no longer concerned by Mao Xingjian, and under the bright light, he showed a strange smile on his face, and quipped mockingly: "Little Mr. Henry, long time no see!" ”

The Indianized Spaniard, who was struggling with a rag in his mouth and struggling with four hooves facing forward like a pig, was the Spanish businessman comprador Henry Jr. who took the initiative to contact last time, but was scolded away by Mao Xingjian.

This was also a big mistake of Mao Xingjian's own, the Cheyenne people he taught used firearms, and before and after the Battle of Snake City, it brought great trouble to the expeditionary force of the Ming Dynasty.

So after the last battle between the Sioux and the Cheyenne tribe across the river, when no one paid attention, Mao Xingjian arranged a small detachment composed of Mongols to quietly follow the Cheyenne people south, not knowing that he had an honor and was worthy of a special team of Ming troops to deal with him.

is also weak-hearted, seeing Mao Xingjian, this guy was so frightened that his eyes almost didn't pop out, and he stopped acting, he slapped the rags in his mouth and pulled them out, and then the dead soul kowtowed again and again.

"This lord spares his life! Spare your life! I can't help it, those barbarians forced me to teach them how to use muskets and cannons, or they will kill me! The villain really can't help it! ”

With a brush, in Little Henry's terrified expression, Mao Xingjian tilted his head and signaled, Song Yongzhong violently pulled out the dagger and leaned over, in this guy's frightened crying, the dagger as cold as frost clicked, cutting the cowhide rope that bound his paws, and then in this guy's surprised eyes, Mao Xingjian touched it from his arms, and a delicate silver cross carved with the Holy Son was thrown at his feet.

There are a lot of missionaries who came to Daming, and they gave Mao Jue all kinds of illuminated crosses plus a piece, which is enough to buy a boat, this piece is Chen Jiao as a talisman, and Mao Xingjian brought it over, this time all the savings were burned in Snake City, this thing was brought over by Mao Xingjian as a plate, but I didn't expect it to come in handy here.

Confused, he watched Mao Xingjian staring at his eyes, stunned for more than half a minute, seeing Mao Xingjian becoming more and more impatient, but this guy was like a Daigo empowerment, suddenly a clever man grabbed the cross and threw it on the ground, then spit twice, and finally threw the dirty cross into the fire.

Seeing that under the raging fire, the soft silver belt came to life, and the Holy Son who rescued the suffering melted together, and a satisfied smile finally appeared on the corner of Mao Xingjian's mouth.

This guy is full of Lord, Lord! In order to survive, but he can easily destroy the cross, spit on the Son, and is a bastard who is extremely selfish and can sell his soul to the devil for enough money! Such a person who has no faith and will not be loyal to anyone, as long as the benefits are given enough to the scum, if Mao Xingjian was disgusted to the extreme before, he would not care about it at all, but now, he is open to welcome.

Because at this time, he is the devil!

"Little Mr. Henry, I want you to do something, if you do it, in the future, Daming will make you a baron, and reward you with a grange on the bank of the Snake River, giving you a real noble life!"

"This Lord Mingguo, you command!"

Suddenly raised his hand to the people around him, and the gold wire glasses immediately handed a new map to Mao Xingjian in a hurry, and took the map, he threw it in front of little Henry.

Hurt the Knee Valley!

Holding the map, little Henry's face couldn't help but show a strange look.

…………

Getting rid of little Henry became the last thing before leaving, he was also part of the plan, he was arrested when he came, and when he came back, he did have face and was personally sent out of the camp by His Royal Highness the Prince of the Ming Empire, Mao Xingjian will be a man now, carrying a few pieces that were stolen by Chen Jiao, the most exquisite gems and maps in the Ming Palace, this old boy nodded and said thank you, and then excitedly ran out of the camp and disappeared into the thick night.

Until here, Song Yongzhong really couldn't help but open his mouth again, for the first time, this man who dared to go thousands of kilometers into the mainland alone hugged his fist heavily behind Mao Xingjian's back with worry on his face.

"Prince, this plan is really too risky!"

"Brother Song! I really don't have that much time! Besides, I believe in you and in myself!"

Also turning his head from the position where Little Henry disappeared, Mao Xingjian suddenly turned around with a smile, slammed his fist on his shoulder, and joked with a smile.

"What's the matter, Lord Song, who has a steel spine and iron courage, is also afraid?"

Song Yongzhong couldn't laugh, so he could only bow heavily again and hug his fists.

When he returned to the Chinese army, except for the third regiment of Liu Fenggu and Deng Yu, who was escorting grain and grass, all the officers had been summoned to Mao Xingjian's Chinese army, and they were whispering in confusion.

"Prince!"

His face sank like water, Mao Xingjian walked straight to the handsome position, followed him closely, Song Yongzhong also followed him step by step, standing at the coach's table, in the curious eyes of those generals, Mao Xingjian violently pulled out the golden scepter of the corps that Adriana gave him from his waist, showed it to the subordinates, and then stuffed the scepter into Song Yongzhong's hand.

"Lonely tomorrow, go to worship the heavenly witch, all major events in the army will be presided over by Lord Song, and the first paragraph of Article 3 of the Ming Military Law will be introduced, if there is any disobedience to the military order, deprive all honors, and be beheaded on the spot!"

These murderous words, the generals who listened to them all shivered with a chill in their backs...... Fupin Chinese