The whistling sea breeze whistling, with a fishy smell, came to the Americas on the other side of the ocean, if it was ordinary people such as the prince and others naturally did not dare to come to the other side of the ocean so far, then their own forces were in chaos, and their subordinates rebelled. When he comes back, the other people's positions have been stabilized, but Xiao Chuan doesn't have to worry, the entire force is composed of loyal system troops, and there is no possibility of mutiny.

Coming here, surrounded by strange plants, different primeval forests, overhead is the blue sky and white clouds, the waves in the distance, America, this place containing countless wealth, industrial raw materials, gold and silver, land, and of course, countless Indians, this group of people who may be the descendants of Yin Shang, population, resources, wealth, make countless dream builders crazy, this army They don't know that their behavior at this moment is a matter for the benefit of future generations.

A fleet of people came ashore from the west coast of North America, this place that I don't know what to call it, a group of people immediately set up camp here, one by one neat camp arrayed neatly, the surrounding wall was quickly established, orderly appearance, all kinds of camp settings, outside the trench, and one night without collecting and releasing out.

One by one, the forts were set up, and the nobles of the Shenji battalion seemed to be much slower, in this foreign land, they were always full compared to others, the forts had not been set up yet, and others were basically ready, Xu Wenjue's face was filled with an indescribable feeling, and he felt a little embarrassed that others had established the camp so quickly, and they were still so slow, and from time to time there were passing soldiers who came over to mock a few words.

He was a little annoyed in his heart, but he wanted to refute but held back, and looked at the brothers behind him, they were all lazy, and it was time to practice well in the future. Someone came in the distance, indeed Qi Cheng This guy now understands why his uncle likes to scold people, this kind of mocking others is really comfortable, and when he came to the Shenji Battalion, he laughed and said, "Oh, embroidered big pillow, you have a pillow here, my pillow is too hard, it's uncomfortable."

"Get out!" Xu Wenjue and the others shouted angrily, this kind of weak person is ridiculed, and the faceless thing is more uncomfortable than the food hierarchy in the army, or the difference in food and salary, the latter is acting on the body, and the former is directly in the spirit, Xu Wenjue shouted, "Hurry up, hurry up, Lao Tzu's face will be lost to you" He was ridiculed and began to ridicule his subordinates.

A group of general flags began to scold the small flags below, and the atmosphere of a group of weak people who were about to be scolded and angry was quickly spread in this god machine camp, and one by one the nobles also learned to compare, Qi Cheng watched the excitement on the side, this kind of life is not bad, looking at a kind of noble reaction, he felt very interesting, and everything that he would have seen was interesting.

"Hmph, at first glance, I haven't studied in Jianwutang, I shouldn't command like this at this time" Qi Cheng pointed beside him, and Xu Wenjue in the distance said strangely, "Lecture on martial arts, what kind of place is this" He didn't scold his mother, but asked this lecture on martial arts first, is it a martial arts hall? Qingzhou's martial arts hall!

"Phew! What a martial arts hall! This is a kind of institution set up by my Qingzhou Army," Qi Cheng said, calling himself the Qingzhou Army turned out to be a glorious thing, looking at the puzzled eyes of the crowd, it was really a group of turtles, he explained, "That is, all officers must go in to study, and after studying, they will become good generals!" That's how he understands it.

"There is also this kind of place" Xu Wenjue muttered, but he could let his group of subordinates go to study, and then he would have a group of good generals as his subordinates. He thought so, but his men weren't very happy, and he snorted, and forced them to go when the time came.

Qi Cheng was sarcastic again, laughing, but he was a little reluctant to leave, because he saw that the other party's organ cannon was aimed at him, and he was the one who left with interest, Xu Wenjue snorted, turned his head and said, "Hear it, brothers, what are others calling us?" Embroidered pillows? Fuck the embroidered pillows! Give me a good practice this afternoon, and I'll practice this camp! ”

A group of poetry and book heirlooms, highly cultivated nobles are full of swearing, scolding their mothers, they began to talk about these swearing, but they are more happy than others, throwing away etiquette, this pure military life, people are extremely yearning, for the sake of a banner on the head, throwing blood, although you may lose something, but you will never regret it in the future, feel that you have wasted your youth.

"Is there anyone on the mountain in the distance" The sharp-eyed Xu Wenjue looked at the hillside in the distance and said, that is, he hurried to report.

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"This is the devil?" On the hillside, in the dense jungle, a group of people wearing grass rings, wearing animal skin skirts, smearing oil paint on their faces, holding various weapons in their hands, including blow needles, and some iron weapons, they have not learned this iron-smelting technique for a long time, and an old man in the middle looked ahead, with a strange "What?" in his eyes. How is this group of people with black hair and black eyes? It's about the same as us" The devils in his memory are all white-skinned and blonde, and this group of people does give him a sense of natural closeness, although the language barrier is different, but there is a natural sense of closeness.

"yes, the armor they use, and the fire-breathing weapons they use, are different from those devils."

"Fart, see those tin cans, they're devils, devils, devils who have come to rob us of our wealth!"

The Indians, the Hopi tribe all reacted differently, some felt that they should be destroyed, some felt that they were not the devil, and we could not kill innocent people, and the crowd was a little deadlocked.

The old man was resolute and said, "Kill!" They must be killed! Kill them. "You can't take risks, countless tribes have brought disaster to themselves because of a trace of kindness in their hearts, and he doesn't want his tribe to be like this. Although he didn't understand why this group of people who were originally on the East Coast ran to the West Coast, they might be innocent people, but he couldn't gamble, he couldn't gamble with the survival of his tribe, and gambled on the group of devils in front of him, they were good people and would not bring disaster to his tribe.

This old man prepares the dozens of them, and prepares to return to his tribe, it is better to call all the Hopi people together, and wait for the opportunity to sneak up on them.

"Otherwise, let's go and find King Philip's help," said a person on the side, with worry on his face, all the Indians shook their heads, feeling that there was no need, and the patriarch-like old man said, "No, our tribe can also make fire-breathing fire pipes, and the cavalry that comes and goes like the wind, and does not need the help of others" The Indians have a strong learning ability, and when the American colonists came, the Indians, a nation without cavalry, quickly had cavalry that had been coming and going like the wind, and learned to make firearms. It's not very good, though.

"Don't move" Suddenly a Chinese voice sounded, surrounded by countless black-clothed people, holding a strong crossbow and a sharp sword in their hands, with a cold face, in Chinese, shouting and surrendering.

A group of Indians were shocked, the old man was strange, he obviously released the best warrior in the tribe to look at the wind, how could he be attacked by someone, looking at the strong crossbow sword on the opposite side, he still knew that he couldn't understand the language, this was probably the meaning of making them surrender. 、