"Please do not forget, Orientals, that this is the New World, the land which was first discovered by us in the Western world, and which has been developed here for at least two centuries, is not for me to pursue the purpose of your coming to this continent, but you should not come to provoke us, for we in the United States of America are the masters of this land. Major Jordan said as he walked slowly with his steps, and at last, standing in front of a three-pounder cannon, stopped, stretched out his hand and patted the swarthy cannon, looking at the messenger with a defiant gaze.

"And what about the Indians behind me? Their ancestors grew and multiplied on these lands thousands of years ago or even earlier, and according to your first-come, first-served convention, this land should not belong to you, but to these rustic Indians. Second Lieutenant He Ping fearlessly met the white major's gaze and retorted loudly.

Major Jordan pursed his lips contemptuously: "Those barbarians don't have any concept of a state at all, they don't even have written records, they only know boring fights and vendettas, and our appearance has brought them civilization and technology, as well as writing, so that they can understand shame and God." If it weren't for us, I guess they wouldn't even know whether they should be called man or woman. ”

Hearing this vulgar joke, the rough American soldiers behind Major Jordan laughed wildly, and some even simply made vulgar gestures at Second Lieutenant He Ping to provoke. "Oriental, do you know if you have a male or female surname?"

"Look at this kid's fine skin and tender meat, maybe it's a girl." A soldier with several missing front teeth deliberately pinched his throat and said viciously.

He Ping's expression was still calm, but his eyes that looked like red-hot blades that had just been drawn from the magma pierced the soldier's heart, and the laughter snapped to a halt.

"Well, Western civilizers, tell me, what has your civilization brought to this land? In addition to knowing how to slaughter those rustic indigenous people, occupy their homes, and drive them to areas where the living environment is more treacherous. Then with their blood, dipped in the nib of a quill pen, and with the skins of the Indians for paper, and with their bones for tables and chairs, a bloody hymn was written on it, and praise to your God the glory he has brought upon you. This is your civilization?! Is this your civilization?! He Ping's angry voice, and the wind that had blown the morning mist away, echoed in this delta, echoed in the distance of these soldiers, and echoed in the hearts of those scholars and miscellaneous servants.

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"Damn, that's because they have rejected our good intentions, and for those stubborn barbarians, we can only use force to make them realize the power of civilization and technology, because God is watching over us devout believers. And what about you Orientals, what do you want to do? Major Jordan's face turned a little pale, although he wanted to scold his mother, and even wanted to shoot this damned, sharp-toothed Oriental, but, I don't know why, he didn't want to do it, maybe he didn't dare to do it.

He Ping shook his head, the white flag in his hand was still held high, his sharp eyes were all over, his straight and arrogant spine was straight, and he looked like a knight holding the banner of victory. "You have hurt the people of our territory, and now, I give you two choices, first, unconditionally lay down your weapons and surrender immediately, and second, choose to fight to the death."

As soon as He Ping's words came out, there was an uproar, and those soldiers shouted one after another. "You idiot, who do you think you want us to lay down our arms and surrender, unless you are all dead by our guns." An American soldier shouted loudly, and although the soldiers did not dare to disobey the orders of the superior and open fire on the arrogant Oriental knight, they could still do it with a threat.

With the deliberate connivance of the officers, they attacked the Chinese knight with vicious words and body movements.

"Answer me, Mr. Major, please give your answer at once." The knight didn't even look at the soldiers who were provoking him, but kept looking at Jordan, as if desperate for a final answer.

"We can't surrender unconditionally, besides, are you crazy to attack an expedition that is for the use of a country?" Major Jordan shook his head: "Orientals, I admire your courage, but this is the New World, and our United States of America can even defeat England, will we still be afraid of you?!" ”

"Looks like you've made your choice." He Ping's face showed a smile for the first time, it was so kind and pleasant, as innocent as a child who got his favorite toy.

This made Major Jordan couldn't help but look at this Oriental knight in confusion, he was a little puzzled, whether this thing was the Indians who had eaten too much food, and his brain couldn't turn around, and he didn't know what the hell he was happy about.

He Ping slowly raised his hand holding the white flag, and then threw the flagpole to the ground, the hard flagpole easily pierced into the dirt for a few inches, and He Ping raised his head, his eyes swept over these American butchers whose hands were stained with countless blood.

"When you slaughter their relatives, when you plunder their wealth, when you insult other people's wives and children, do you think of your God who is exalted? Since you claim to be the most devout believers in God, do not forget that there is a saying in your Scriptures, which I, an easterner, have now conveyed to you: 'I will not pity you in my eyes, nor pity you, but I will repay you according to what you have done, and you will know that I am the Lord!' 'Drive! ”

He Ping screamed, the mount on his body raised his front hooves and hissed and turned, let go of the four hooves, and ran wildly towards the way he came, his still straight spine, and the words he dropped, but made these people a little dazed.

"This guy, does he think he's God?!" One of the soldiers laughed arrogantly, but there were far fewer people who responded than before, and those soldiers looked at the departing figure, and always felt that there was a palpitating blood and excitement in the eyes of the Oriental just now.

"I will not pity you in my eyes, nor have I pity you, but I will repay you according to your deeds, and you will know that I am the Lord." ......" James chewed on this sentence slowly, I don't know why, as if he had suddenly lost his passion for poetry, closed the notebook, raised his eyes and saw the cold glowing guns in the hands of the soldiers, and those terrifying artillery, the corners of James's mouth curled again. "For the sake of the United States of America, everything is worth it."

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"Forward!" Pan Jinxian pulled out the saber at his waist, so that the cold light of the saber pointed diagonally to the sky ahead, and at the same time, a whole thousand soldiers marched in a neat pace, silent but resolute, no one made a sound, but their eyes were incomparably bright and resolute, their hands tightly grasped the weapon, and continued to move forward. Gradually, the damp and dry wind swept by, and it was the crushed grass clippings that flew up.

"A thousand yards...... Eight hundred yards...... Seven hundred yards...... Six hundred yards...... Five...... Well? Major, they stopped. Captain Malone couldn't help frowning and shouted to Major Jordan, who was standing aside.

"The distance of our three-pounder guns is between four hundred and five hundred yards, and they actually stopped at a distance of five hundred and fifty yards, what the hell are they trying to do, they don't have artillery, do they think their bullets or saliva can cross such a distance?" Major Jordan shrugged his shoulders and teased with a relaxed expression.

provoked the strange laughter and whistles of the soldiers, but in fact, Major General Jordan's heart was far from being as calm as it appeared, because, those Easterners stopped at such a distance, what did they want to do? Could it be that they have already discovered the cavalry hidden in the mountains and forests?

"Mortar artillery out of the ranks, it's up to you." Pan Jinxian put up a pergola in his hand, looked at the white soldiers on the opposite side very leisurely, and gave an order to his subordinates, and soon, thirty mortars were placed in front of the team that had stopped advancing, the rangefinder was quickly reporting the data, the gunner was twisting the bracket, adjusting the firing range, and soon, the thirty mortars completed their preparations and aimed at their respective targets.

"What are they doing?" Jordan looked puzzled, he really couldn't guess what the other party was playing, so he took out some small short pipes and put them there.

"I don't know, maybe it's some kind of ritual before the Orientals attack." Captain Malone was also blinded and could only guess wildly.

A fat guinea pig that had climbed out of the burrow at some point was looking at the two humans standing in front of him with his curious gaze, but soon, as if it had smelled danger, it quickly burrowed into the hole.

There was a dense muffled sound, and then, with a screaming black shadow, soared into the sky, and then, piercing through the barrier of air, through the distance of space, smashed down towards the formation of the soldiers of the United States of America who were waiting for them. The target was none other than their light three-pounder guns.

At this moment, they slowly moved forward for a distance, and the Indian warriors, who were about a mile away from the Chinese army, were all curious and puzzled, looking at how these two teams were going to fight.

However, no one expected that the Chinese army, which did not seem to have any heavy weapons, would attack first, and not long after the continuous and dull strange sounds and gunpowder smoke dispersed from the positions of the Chinese army, the Indians were stunned to find that directly ahead, on the positions of the United States of America, there were blazing fires, and the loud sound that shook the scalp echoed throughout the delta.

(To be continued)