Chapter 12: The Contest between Hunter and Hunter
Chapter 12: The Contest between Hunters and Hunters
More and more immigrants into North America Georgia, Alabama, and Tennessee's 17,000 Cherokee people were surrounded and slaughtered by hundreds of thousands of white people, and they finally realized that the white people had completely torn off the fig leaf and wanted to continue living in their own homes, only on their own.
Previously, the Cherokees, like most Indian tribes, had no formal government structure. This situation, as Van ? As Evry points out, the fundamental principle of Indian administration has been the rejection of government in the past. The Indians north of Mexico almost unanimously believe that the freedom of the individual is a norm that is far more valuable than the obligations of the individual to the community and the nation. This anarchist attitude determines all social behaviour starting from the smallest social unit, the family. Adults are born reluctant to restrain their children. Every wayward behavior of a child is welcomed and is considered a welcome sign of the growing maturity of his or her character......
Although the Cherokee people have a parliament, their parliament is not a permanent body, and its membership is not fixed, and it is extremely mobile and arbitrary. Without the pressure of public opinion, the resolutions of the parliament would not be implemented. But all of this has changed because of being surrounded by white society. The Cherokee even emulated the slave society around them: they owned more than 100 slaves. They are already a bit "civilized" as the whites advocate. They even welcomed missionaries and Christianity. None of these things, though, deserve as much attention as the land on which they live.
In 1829, Jackson made his position clear in a letter to Congress: "I have informed the Indians living in Georgia and Alabama that the federal government will not support their attempts to establish an independent government. I advised them to either obey the laws of their own state or move west of the Mississippi River. "Congress acted immediately and passed the relocation bill. The Act did not mention the "forcible" relocation of the Indians, but did include provisions for "assisting" the Indians in their relocation. This means that if the Indians do not relocate, then they are not protected by law, they are not provided with government funds to relocate, and the federal government can dispose of them at will.
He spoke eloquently: "Tell the chiefs and warriors that I am their friend...... However, they had to do what I wanted: leave Mississippi and Alabama and settle within the limits I specified. — so that they could own their own land outside the confines of the two states. As long as the grass grows, as long as the river flows, they can own the land forever. As always, I will shelter them as friends and fathers. ”
Whites put pressure on the Indians one after another. The Cherokees, forced by force from the Americans, learned from the American civilization in the Parliament, which had no effect at all, and began a long, nightmarish journey westward under Jackson's moving promises.
However, the Choctaw were reluctant to move, but the whites secretly bought 50 Choctaw delegates with money and land, and the two sides signed the Treaty of Creek: the Choctaw ceded territory in eastern Mississippi to the United States. In return, the United States provided financial assistance to the Choctaw people for their relocation. As a result, white people, including liquor dealers, fraudsters, and hooligans, came to the territory of the Choctaw.
The Choctaw people originally lived in present-day southeastern Mississippi. Ben is a branch of the Chickasors. Before the westward migration, there were about 20,000 people scattered throughout the Choctaw ethnic group in 60 or 70 settlements, distributed along the Pearl River, Chikkasové River, and Pascagoula River. They are inhabited by thatched huts made of logs or bark and covered with mud.
Among the agricultural tribes in the southeast, the Choctaw were the longest in farming and were the only tribe with surplus produce to sell. They grow maize, beans and pumpkins, fish, gather nuts and wild fruits, and hunt deer and bears. Choctaw people grow long hair. A few days after death, a bone picking ceremony is held, which is carried out by a special bone picker, both male and female, with special tattoos and long nails. The ceremonial habit of deforming the head, in which young children use wooden planks to flatten them from an early age, is also a common custom among the Indian peoples of the southeast. The most important religious festival is the Green Valley Festival, the first fruits and new fire ceremonies that take place in midsummer.
They lived in this land, and they were still rich and comfortable, which was the main reason why they were not happy to move west, but under the US government's policy of carrots and sticks, 13,000 Choctaws had to start the long journey to the west, (don't be more serious about the story, this story originally took place in 1831, and was squeezed together for the compactness of the story.) They are about to arrive in a completely different new environment, and they know nothing about that strange land and climate. Some of them rode in ox carts, some on horseback, some on foot, and slowly marched across the Mississippi River. It was not so much the Americans who organized their relocation as they drove them away, and the result was, naturally, chaos. The Choctaw ran out of food, and hunger and cold began to hit them.
The Choctaw set out in winter, one of the coldest winters on record. Many people died from pneumonia. In the summer, cholera was rampant in the Mississippi area, and hundreds of Choctaw people died. Except for a very small number of people who were unwilling to leave their homes, they resolutely stayed, and the rest had to choose to go west under the drive of the Americans.
Unexpectedly, the house leaked and rained overnight, just when they were short of food and clothing, the sky began to snow, the boundless snow fell on their thin clothes, the cold wind hit their emaciated faces, as if to take away their last strength, their steps became heavier day by day.
They no longer believed in the bright future that the Americans had painted for them, and when they saw their companions dying one by one, they began to try to break away from the large army, out of the sight of the American escort soldiers, and when no one noticed, they slipped behind the bushes and looked for shelter from the wind and rain and food.
Luckily, they found not only food, but also their future home, and the parachutes and trained Cherokees scattered in the surrounding jungle quickly contacted them and brought them to Foster City to settle down.
Foster City was populated with more and more Indians, and Logan convened a council of self-government to establish a new settlement in the area where the future Russian city would be, and in order to show their gratitude to the travelers, they named it Tokyo based on the hints of the travelers - they didn't know what Tokyo meant, but it would become the new capital of the Indians in the future, and they would understand it when they learned Chinese.
Cherokee's 500 sturdy men finally survived Sun Zhengguang's three months of devilish training, and although the discipline was still shaking people's heads, once they entered the dense jungles on both sides of the Mississippi River, they immediately showed their talent as hunters. The team led by Sun Zhengguang had to sincerely admit that if it weren't for their own hot weapons, they wouldn't have been able to fight these Indian men no matter what. Fortunately, they are friends now, not enemies, but I just hope that they will not become sticks and monkeys for future generations in the future.
Originally, according to the established policy, Sun Zhengguang planned to give full play to Taizu's sixteen-character policy, and have a good game of cat and mouse with the escorted American soldiers, but the Choctaw who moved westward and the escorted American soldiers were indeed too close, except for the cold guns and killed dozens of American soldiers, but they did not gain anything, but a steady stream of American soldiers were still walking towards them, and they were not far from Forts City.
However, many of the Choctaws began to choose to fall behind on their own, but they found an opportunity to return to the group with suspicion after the Cherokees' on-the-spot statements, and then returned to the team, instigating more people to find an opportunity to desert from the large army and then join up with the Cherokees.
The Americans have been very annoyed lately, and from time to time their soldiers have either disappeared or been shot in the head suddenly, and the accuracy of their marksmanship has shocked almost all of them, and what is even more troublesome is that they don't even know what the other side looks like.
They began to wonder when they started to have such a strong opponent. Captain John, who led the team, did not dare to slack off, and while urging the westward moving troops to speed up, he sent someone to send an urgent letter to Scott in the rear. Of course, there is no time to take care of the Choctaw's fall, or even the escape. As long as the Indians don't stay east of the Mississippi River, it doesn't matter where they go.
"Damn White, why was he still there just now, and he disappeared in a while," Private Jack scolded, while holding his pants and finding the back of a big tree, unbuttoning his pants and whistling proudly.
The forest seemed to be very quiet, even the birds seemed to stop chirping, Jack faintly felt that something was wrong, but when he lifted his pants and was about to leave, he was surprised by a coldness, and he quickly crossed his neck, as if there was a hot current gushing out, and his eyes widened in horror, but he saw a Indian man with a red face looking at him with a smile.
"How can these abominable poor Indians be?" The last trace of consciousness flashed through Jack's mind, and he closed his eyes reluctantly.
"Well done Steve." Zhang Bin gave a heartfelt thumbs up to Steve. In the process of looking for a job, he was arrested by the security team and locked up in a black room, and suffered the greatest humiliation in his life, but he joined the army in a fit of anger, and vowed to lead a gang to tear down those people's nests in the future. However, when he had just passed the rookie period, he had already canceled the containment system, and he immediately crossed over here again, afraid that he would never be able to take revenge on the security guards who had abused him in this life.
Steve, an honest Indian Choctaw man, smiled humbly. As an Indian who had been deceived and oppressed by the Americans, he could hardly believe that the incompetent Crossing Congregation would be so kind to him, so he always had a dwarfed and ashamed feeling when facing his instructors. But what is surprising is that he seems to be honest, but he is the first Indian to master words such as "hello" and "thank you", and finally took the first step through the Sinicization policy of the public.
Mrs. Stee's hatred for Americans deepened than that of the Cherokees. It was because the Americans discovered that there was gold in his family's ground, set fire to their village, and began to slaughter their men, women, and children. Later, he secretly went back to his village, but saw only one charred corpse, and he counted them, old and young, thirty-seven in all.
He silently collected the corpses of his clansmen, although the hatred in his heart has been tormenting him, but he never dared to imagine that one day he would take revenge. However, the arrival of the crossing gave him the opportunity, and after three months of short training, he broke away from the hundreds of Cherokees, and now he is a platoon leader with more than thirty men under his command.
And the American who fell just now is already the twenty-sixth of his own hands, and as long as he kills eleven more, he will be able to avenge his people.
Steve carefully wiped the knife on the grass, took it to his waist, crouched down, and began to pack up everything on the American's body—weapons, food, cigarettes, and even carefully removed the American's clothes and folded them neatly.
Zhang Bin turned his head again in disregard - as a soldier on the battlefield, they had always thought that it was inhumane to treat the dead in this way, but when they saw the miserable situation of the Indians starving, they collectively lost their voices. Leaving a pair of pants for the Americans, then finding a place to bury them, and leaving their personal belongings for the Indians who were enduring hunger and cold, was the atonement for their crimes and the most humane way to treat the Americans.
There were nearly 100 squads like Zhang Bin and Steve in the jungle where the Choctaw people migrated westward. In addition to hosting nearly 1,000 Choctaw immigrants, they assassinated hundreds of American soldiers.
It is normal for Choctaw to die more on the way west, because according to Jackson, "The best Indians are the dead Indians," and his ugly life gave the most perfect interpretation of his words, but at the cost of countless blood and lives of countless Indians.
However, when there were continuous reports of missing soldiers from various companies and platoons, he began to be unable to calm down, and immediately sent men and horses to search around, which made him breathe a sigh of relief, and the soldiers he found had been dead for a long time, not only were they cleanly cleaned up, but also stripped naked.
"Abominable Indians, you abominable garbage, I swear, I swear in the name of God. I'm going to kill you all. "John finally became enraged, and he began to find all kinds of reasons to torture the Choctaw, and under some very small pretext, began to slaughter the Choctaws who did not listen to their discipline.
The Choctaw people were already numb like a group of walking corpses, but the blood of their companions, coupled with the dots of those who cared for it, under the pressure of John, the anger of the Choctaw people finally came to explode - of course, they knew that they could not resist, but they chose a more helpless way, collectively freed from the control of the Americans, and fled en masse.
The guns of the Americans rang out at the right time, and from time to time Choctaw was shot and fell to the ground, but many more ran faster. By the time John gathered his men in pursuit, the Choctaws had already run up the hill in front of them, and the bullets were fired, only to bounce puffs of smoke and dust on the ground.
"Chase, chase me, kill this group of." John yelled angrily, and the American soldiers, driven by generals at all levels, began to climb the hill with great difficulty.
"Boom," a sound that had not been heard for a long time suddenly sounded in the crowd, and before they could come to their senses, a continuous explosion sounded in their ears, kicking up a thick cloud of smoke that blocked their vision, and they could no longer see the objects in front of them.
The explosion rang for more than ten minutes, and the once brave American GI, in such a close artillery fire, only dared to lie on the ground timidly, cursing this damn luck.
The abominable cannon fire finally stopped, and when the smoke and dust gradually cleared, the American GIs were horrified to find that in the unprecedented sound of earth-shaking cannonballs, nearly a thousand of their companions had left them forever.
John's face was worse than crying this time, since joining the U.S. Army, they had never faced such a tragic massacre.
In fact, they can't afford it, TNT explosives from more than a hundred years later, and it is more than half of the amount of explosives in the hands of the traversal, and the traversal is a bloody capital this time, and the motive of the traversal is that this time the American soldiers must be completely afraid of pain, hoping to fight a few years of peace.
"Surrender your guns and don't kill, raise your hands and surrender." On the high post in the distance, the sound of persuasion began to be heard.
"Ignore them, kill, kill me, don't be afraid of them, their bombs are gone." After the explosion, John seemed to have the courage to return to his position, jumped up on his legs, and pointed to the nearest American GI next to him, "You charge me." ”
The poor ** had to move slowly with a bitter face holding the gun, this time they were much more careful, trying to find some obstacles, and slowly moved towards the hillside.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh," they were greeted by dozens of crisp gunshots, followed by dozens more American GIs.
"Devil, bastard," John found himself going mad, "how did they hit so far away?" Quick, send someone to tell the rear that we have met the most formidable opponent we have ever seen. ”
John sent another wave of messengers, and then directed his men to continue on their way, and after throwing down another one or two hundred corpses, they finally cut the distance in half.
"Rush, rush with me, as long as you rush up this mountain, victory will be ours." John inspires the soldiers with sensationalism, but he himself is not sure how sure.
However, as soon as they raised their heads and prepared to charge, black pieces of black smoke fell from their heads, and when they understood what they wanted to hide, the explosion sounded again.
The artillery strike just now did not make the American GIs learn to be smarter, they still charged in a dense formation, and at the grenade greeting, hundreds of American GIs stayed on this land forever. The blood of their comrades-in-arms made the legs of the American GIs tremble, and many recruits had already thrown down their weapons and raised their hands.
"Surrender, we surrender." John weakly threw down the weapon in his hand, and a strong sense of detachment came over him.
Once, they were a group of proud hunters, in the vast land of North America, they used to frantically collect Indian heads, but today, they are used as prey, but at this moment, he does not know who his opponent is.
As a soldier on the battlefield for a long time, John found that he had completely lost this time. Lose like those hunted warriors, losing only a pair of bottoms.