Everyone is indigenous, and Liang Hong is happy to be recognized by the locals. He didn't want to learn from the Boers, to despise all other species, and end up alone. However, Chief Kota's other words still have to fight back.

"Chief, I don't think that's a misunderstanding, someone has hijacked my convoy and even sent out to attack the camp here. I don't know when the rules have changed in this land, and the camp can be explained by a misunderstanding. ”

His eyes looked aggressively at the other side, especially at the leader of the Griqua people.

"Is that so? Liang, as a mediator, I don't know these details. Val, I think maybe you have something to explain. ”

Cota deliberately pretended to be confused, and they all came to the door as a lobbyist, can you inquire first? Liang Hong knew in his heart that Kota would definitely favor his old friend, but he still looked at the other side calmly.

"Misunderstanding, of course it's a misunderstanding, skirmish, we never intended to storm the camp, and in fact it was."

Val blushed as he explained. It was very shameful to say that he didn't attack the camp because he didn't want it, which made Liang Hong feel very disdainful.

"Misunderstanding, skirmish, Vaal Chief, do you want me to come to the door one day for a misunderstanding?"

When Zero One translated it into Dutch, Old Val couldn't sit still, and stood up, blushing and roaring.

"Don't be too rampant, we Griqua people are not vegetarians, and we have fought with the Boers and Zulu people in the past, and established our own Griqualand."

The people of Griqua once had glory. During the Napoleonic occupation of the Netherlands, the Boers lost their backers, and in 1810 the white people gathered on the north bank of the Orange River, called themselves the Griqua, and established their own country, Griqualand. Lan in South Africa is derived from the word land, such as Eswatini, which means recognized Swazi land, equivalent to an indigenous country recognized by Europeans. However, when the Boers signed the Bloemfontein Agreement with the British, the Griqua lost British support, and eventually under the pressure of the Boers, they fell apart into several separate branches.

"Griquaran, such a loud name, does the Vaal chief dare to go to the old land and shout it now? What about those who are not vegetarians? We Chinese have an old saying, come and don't be rude, I don't occupy your camp, just shoot dozens of rockets of the last time into the camp outside. If you're not convinced, let's try it! ”

The tone was full of ridicule, and the nonsense was backed up by strength. If the people of Griqua insist on this, if the Nama people insist on partiality, Liang Hong will not hesitate to turn his face and beat the other party with bullets to reason.

"You, you're a barbarian."

Val yelled angrily, but he didn't dare to answer Liang Hong's shouting just now. The last time he himself was in the camp, the power of rockets falling from the sky, but he saw it with his own eyes.

"Yes, we are all savages. Oh, I forgot, you have civilized white relatives, so go and ask them to beat me. ”

The irony in Liang Hong's words was even stronger. The Boers were greedy, but they only grabbed the land of the natives, but they did not exterminate and slaughter them needlessly. The exception was the mixed-race Griqua, who considered their existence a disgrace to the white race, and who wanted to be physically eliminated as soon as possible.

"Ahem, don't say a word. Beam, extinguish the fire first. Vaal, there's no need to say anything drastic. In the eyes of the whites, we are all savages, have you forgotten what happened to the old Andres family? ”

Seeing the tension between the two sides, Kota came out to be a peacemaker. But as soon as he mentioned old Andres, Val immediately wilted like a deflated ball. When Griqualan disintegrated, the elder Andrés decided to stay, intending to continue cultivating the cultivated land he had cultivated with his own hands. However, the Boers did not give up and sent militias to besiege them, and the elder Andrés and his six mixed-race sons took up guns to defend their homeland. The Boers were unable to attack for a long time, and finally drove the cattle and trampled the old Andrés family to pulp.

"Chief Kota, we don't have to beat around the bush, just pat your chest and tell me how our conflict with the Griqua should be resolved according to the rules of our barbarians. It doesn't matter, no matter what you say, I can at least guarantee that you will leave the camp safely today. ”

It was almost an ultimatum, and there was a faint bloody murderous aura in the words.

"It was the conflict that the Griqua people started first, according to the rules, they must send an apology to reconcile, and the captured clansmen also need to pay a ransom to redeem them."

Kota spoke fairly this time, completely ignoring Val's frequent glare.

"Well, since Chief Kota has drawn the line and I accept it, I will continue to talk according to this rule. After the negotiation is completed, the grievances between my Mingjiao and the Grikua people will be written off, and they will not be entangled in the future. The negotiation failed, the two sides met each other with swords and soldiers, and saw who could destroy the other party. ”

Liang Hong immediately responded positively, but his attitude was still tough.

A makeshift camp outside the fence was lit with a roaring bonfire. The Nama and Griqua had brought their own simple bags, and Liang Hong had brought hides and food, and had prepared a tent for Chief Kota, which had been captured from the white expedition.

Looking at the fence and buildings in the darkness opposite, Old Val's face was very bad.

"Kota, why don't you be resolute, does he dare to start a war with our two clans at the same time?" Val complained to Kota, "Fifty horses, after the loss is lost, many of our people will have to walk in the future." ”

The apology and ransom agreed in the afternoon, and the Griqua people were to give away a total of fifty healthy horses, although they were slightly smaller Basutuo horses, but they also made Old Val's heart bleed.

"Vaal, haven't you seen that people are really not afraid of fighting." Kota turned his head to look at his old friend with a sad face, and tried to persuade him.

"The last time you came, didn't you say that there weren't many people here, but now you see, there are hundreds of soldiers with rifles alone, and God knows what they are and how many such fighters there are. If we really fight, will we definitely win? I don't think the weapons of these guys are much worse than the white ones, at least they don't like your precious guns at all. ”

During the afternoon talks, Liang Hongsong could continue to trade the seized rifles after the previous transaction was completed, but the price between the two sides has not yet been negotiated.

"Alas!"

Val let out a long sigh, regretting that he hadn't touched the details properly, and he had the courage to provoke him, and he ended up in a mess. There were originally not many people in the clan, but now nearly a third of the men were killed and wounded, and a lot of bullets were lost. These guns were bought from the British at a high price, and now the Boer Mounted Police is very guarded, and it is said that even the whites in Johannesburg have controlled the guns.

"Val, in fact, there is no need to be too discouraged, it is better to make a powerful friend than to make such an enemy. In the future, if the Boers are pressing, they can also pull this as an ally. And I think Liang has a very strong character, maybe he himself can't help but rush to the front. ”

Kota laughed, since he had seen the guns of white people, he had no great ambitions, he just hoped that someone could carry it in front of him, and he would stand up to the sky that was about to fall.