The question at hand is not to fight or not to fight, but who the enemy is, where is the enemy, and how many enemies there really are.

This requires reconnaissance, and the most suitable reconnaissance tool is not a war horse, but a glider. Of course, hot air balloons are also good, but Zhang Cai does not. The original glider without any power system, which was specially supported by Zhang Hongbin. As a reconnaissance tool, the top to the bottom of the house overlooks the land, and it is all in the eyes.

Piloted by a militiaman, the glider descends from a high mountain in the distance and begins its gliding journey.

It was not until five o'clock in the afternoon that he waited for his return. According to him, at noon, he found a mountain range to land and rest, which is also something that can't be helped, and he has been in the sky for a long time, whether it is psychological or physical, and the pressure is too great.

"How's it going?" Zhang Cai asked a little impatiently.

"Your Highness, there is a native village fifty miles northwest of Sihua Village. In a corner of the village, sheep skins are stacked. As for whether our people are still alive, this subordinate really doesn't know. The militia said regretfully.

In fact, anyone can imagine that sheep will be eaten up, let alone people? I'm afraid that they all fell into the belly of those barbarian cannibals......

"Your Highness, your subordinates have discovered one more thing!" The militia suddenly mentioned.

"Just say it!" Zhang Cai was very dissatisfied with this behavior of saying half and keeping half of it.

"Subordinate...... In the other party's village, the subordinates saw a lot of yellow things, if there is no mistake, it should be gold! The militia originally planned to say it privately, but seeing Zhang Cai's impatient appearance, he could only report it on the spot. Of course, at the end of the day, he also started to get a little excited.

"Are you sure it's real gold, not red gold?" Zhang Cai was also a little stunned.

The so-called red gold is brass, which used to be used as a currency guò. At that time, many people used brass as gold.

"Yes, I'm sure brass and gold have different colors in the sun!" The sergeant nodded affirmatively.

"It should be that there is a gold mine nearby, and it is an open-pit bonanza, otherwise it will not be discovered by the other party and brought back to the tribe. It's just ironic that this thing is the least valuable thing for us at the moment. Zhang Gu, the commander of the militia, was also a little excited when he heard this, but then he was not interested.

Also, this place is far away from the mainland, even if there are tens of millions of taels of gold, it will be in vain if you can't consume it. It's like on an isolated island, where the survivors would rather ask for ten tons of food than ten tons of gold, because food is edible, but gold is not.

"Who said it's useless, in late spring and early winter, there will be regular contact ships coming, we can collect gold mines, and then use these gold mines to let the contact ships bring back to the mainland of China, and then the next time it comes, we will transport what we need!" Zhang Cai put forward another view.

"That's one way to do it...... Okay, so now our question is, how are we going to deal with these natives? We only know that the other side is indigenous, but we don't know how armed they are. Zhang Gu immediately changed the subject.

"Did you see something?" Zhang Cai looked at the militiaman.

"The subordinates are almost certain that the other party is from the Stone Age, but the stone used is not ordinary stone, but obsidian. This thing is as sharp as steel, and it is also very tough. In fact, some of our native ethnic groups still use this thing to make props. There were obsidian knives and obsidian spears, and a shorter one, which was supposed to be a spear or something, and I don't know if there were anything else. The militia replied truthfully.

"Prepare your shields, machetes, spears, and of course, don't forget our repeaters. There may be damage this time, after all, it's not a pure thermal weapon war, you have to retreat to the cold weapon combat mode, I don't know if you're afraid? Zhang Cai thought about it carefully, looked up and said to the militia who had already gathered.

"Don't be afraid!" Not only did they receive training in shooting with hot weapons, but they also learned melee skills and crossbow shooting skills to ensure that they could use their best combat effectiveness without firearms.

"Very good, you will be ready first, and when the next contact ship arrives, I will buy a batch of firearms from the mainland, and it will be easy to fight when the time comes." Zhang Cai smiled and promised everyone.

The thought of being able to exchange for firearms made all the militia happy. As for this stage, there is nothing to say, just fight once.

It takes a night to prepare, at least at the normal pace of marching, from Sihua Village to the indigenous tribes, if you walk for two or three hours, you are afraid that you will not be able to reach it, and now it is almost six o'clock, and it is nine o'clock when you get there. Unless you plan to launch a night attack, there will always be a lot of surprises in dark battles, especially when there are many people. Of course, if it is a special operation, there is no such trouble.

In order to ensure the safety of Sihua Village, the large army still spent one night in Sihua Village. The enemy doesn't seem to like night fights either, so the night is peaceful.

The next day, the army rested at seven o'clock in the morning, assembled after breakfast at half past seven, and marched on time at eight o'clock. On this expedition, they did not bring any baggage, and each of them brought weapons and dry rations to eat for two days. After all, the enemy's location is not too far away, and it will not take much time to go back and forth.

On top of that, this time they didn't bring much gear, just to facilitate horseback riding.

Yes, there are more than 600 war horses here in the Australian stronghold, and there is absolutely no problem for 500 people to have one horse per person. But in order to advance quickly, only about 300 people were dispatched this time, leaving a group of militia to watch the house, so that one person and two horses could be achieved.

The two horses alternated, and the fifty-mile journey took only about an hour. This is still for the next battle, and the relationship of horsepower is deliberately preserved.

Seeing that the enemy's tribe was in front, Zhang Cai and Zhang Gu, each with one hundred and fifty militiamen, killed the hostile tribe in two ways. None of them dismounted, and they didn't need to dismount at the moment, they just needed to shoot with their repeaters on horseback.

The enemy also discovered this force, and in fact in the vast and flat Australia, the best thing these natives did was to listen to the sound of the ground to determine how far away the prey or enemy was.

The natives also quickly came out of the house, and it was not ruled out that some went out to hunt, but at least they did not set off towards the location of Sihua Village, after all, no natives were found on the road today. But it doesn't matter, the rest, naturally, it is impossible for them to continue to live.

If there is no grievance, then you can consider domesticating as slaves, but it is obvious that these people killed their compatriots, this is the hatred of the heavens!

Zhang Cai even remembered what his father said to him: "A qualified leader should not let his subjects be wronged." Whether at home or abroad, if you can't even do this, then it's better to abdicate and let Xian forget it. I, a Chinese person, stand proudly between heaven and earth, why should I be bullied? ”

As Zhang Hongbin's son, even if Zhang Cai is still young at the moment, his rich reading experience makes his IQ equivalent to that of an adult. Under the influence of his father, he also became a little paranoid.

Since the damned natives have killed my people, then I will let the lives of their entire tribe make up for their wrongs.

This is what Zhang Cai is thinking at the moment.

With this in mind, he completely forgot that he was not yet ten years old at the moment, pulled the crossbow machine on his horse, and fired at the closest enemies. There were no such creatures as horses in Australia, and they had never seen the horror of cavalry, and many showed cowardice in the face of such a huge 'monster' that was galloping towards them.

Then, as the bolts pierced their bodies and their brains, they too began to say goodbye to this world and lay silently on the ground.

More and more natives were shot, many people did not understand what cavalry was, what crossbow arrows were, they only knew that a large number of monsters killed their tribe and let their compatriots die with a wave of their hand.

This is the devil, this is the devil who will harvest their lives!

Many people prayed to the gods for help, but no one helped them, and they were slaughtered to the last man, and then they were completely slaughtered.

All the militia began to dismount and carry out a final purge of the entire tribe. At the same time, a group was set aside to patrol the neighborhood to deal with the natives who were likely to go out hunting and then return during this time.

In what was supposed to be the 'kitchen' of the indigenous tribes, they found sheepskins, as well as human skins...... There are also fresh human bones with cooked minced meat on top.

Yes, there are cannibals in Australia, in fact, this land seems to be vast, but the food source is also relatively sparse. For the aborigines who are still in a state of safari, there are only two distinctions between what can be eaten and what cannot be eaten. They may not eat the people of their own tribe, but for the spoils of war, I believe they will not refuse, after all, if there is a choice between starvation and cannibalism, they will choose the latter.

But today, they pay the price for what they did.

"Count the loot, and then bring back the bones of our compatriots!" Zhang Cai bowed three times to the pile of bones, and then turned to Zhang Gu and said.

"Yes!" Zhang Guyan saluted Zhang Cai with a military salute.

In the evening, perhaps no one expected that everyone would return to Sihua Village on the same day. There is no one less, but no one is more.

Looking at the pile of bones that I don't know whose it was, the family members of the deceased wept silently.

Seeing their sad appearance, Zhang Cai's mood also became heavy, even if he collected nearly two tons of gold, it didn't make him half happy.