Chapter 817: Who Robbed Whom? (Medium)

None of the tribe's bravest warriors could resist the power of the platoon. The prowess of an individual was so easily ended in the war, and it was too difficult for Guduwa to understand what was happening in front of him.

Li Heng didn't look at Gu Duwa more, and waved his hand speechlessly, the number one warrior of the Cologne horse tribe, even the men and horses, were torn to pieces by the fury of the Montini machine gun. This battle came too suddenly and unexpectedly, Li Heng and Dai Zhiyuan could understand how these natives dared to attack suddenly, and attacked the people who could still sit together and drink together for no reason.

To understand this matter, it is actually a sentence "If you are not of our race, your heart will be different!" ”

Even if it is a race, if you have food and I don't have food, it will inevitably give birth to evil thoughts. To put it bluntly, the truth is very simple, but the simpler the truth, the easier it is to be overlooked. People are social and emotional, but once the seed of no bottom line is born in the human heart, anything will happen. For example, in this sudden battle, there are very few people from the Ming Dynasty who can understand.

The gunfire has stopped, and the soldiers with bayonets are cleaning up the battlefield, whether they are alive or dead, they will first stab them with bayonets, and if they don't respond after stabbing seven or eight times, it is impossible not to die. The indigenous slaves carried one corpse after another outside, and none dared to look up. On the rooftops on both sides of the road, soldiers with rifles had their eyes full of malice, ready to shoot the natives in the head with a single shot.

Dai Zhiyuan escaped, this had to feel the combination of a tweed coat and an inner silk lining, and the bone arrow penetrated the tweed and was consumed by the toughness of the silk, and finally left a small wound on the arm, and the oozing blood stopped after a few drops.

Eighteen soldiers were killed as a result of arrows in the face and neck. There is no shortage of archery and vicious among the natives of Colognema, and the dead were all shot at the beginning of the battle. In the later battles, only one soldier was seriously wounded, and thirty-six were lightly wounded. All 500 natives were killed, even the kneeling who were frightened by the volley. Nor did they dodge the merciless volley of guns.

The air pressure in the camp that had been attacked by shameless sneak attacks rose sharply, and everyone's faces were cloudy. Kindness is not reciprocated, but is perceived as weakness and deception, which is the prevailing view in the camp at the moment.

Li Heng in the command department threw everything away and called the buck into the office, and after closing the door, no one knew what they were doing inside. After Dai Zhiyuan, who had a bandage around his neck, appeared, he heard three gunshots banging inside when he asked the guards at the door, and kicked the door open without hesitation and rushed in. Butt sitting on the table with a revolver in his left hand. Li Heng, who was holding a handful of blood-dripping military thorns in his right hand, looked up at him lightly, and did not reprimand him for his rudeness, but just said unhurriedly and expressionlessly: "There will be a next time, Lao Tzu will smack you." After speaking, he blew the smoke from the muzzle of the gun.

Dai Zhiyuan grinned with his teeth, kicked over the buck kneeling on the ground and said, "Get out, it stinks to death." After speaking, he said to the door: "Take this kid to Camp No. 4 and arrange a place for him to live and a woman." ”

Li Heng turned to the map and pointed to the red line on it. An unexpected smile on his face: "Here, here." Here, the area where the Cologne horses are distributed is in the valley, which is to escape the cold winds. Now that they don't have much food, we don't have to risk it. Take the big road and press it over with dignity. The warriors of the tribe can go up the mountain, and there is probably a way to live. The others left the valley camp, and it was up to luck to see if they survived. ”

Dai Zhiyuan crooked his mouth, and there was a chill in his calm tone: "This time, let's follow the old rules!" "What is the old rule, what you do in Java, what you do in Borneo, do it here. Before and after the discovery of gold. It's basically two concepts. Even without this brazen sneak attack, the two had no intention of leaving the Colomma tribe behind. To put it mildly, the puppet is innocent and guilty! The appearance of gold in the territory of the Cologne horse people is the root cause of the destruction of this tribe.

Adult men, whether old or weak, were killed if they were taller than the axle. All captures are distributed uniformly, and those who participate in the war receive half of the profits. This is the old rule, and in the early days of any colony, it is the same as those who dare to resist.

The buck crawled out of the office, dripping from his crotch. Walking around the line of death and coming back, the bullet left a hot burn point on the crotch of the pants, what if the muzzle of the gun shakes? Luckily, Li Heng kicked this thing over, and when he was on his back on the ground, three shots were shot between the crotch of his pants. It's a pity that a pair of pants leaves a hole left by a bullet hole, which can wash away urine and feces, but what can't be washed away is the indelible fear in the buck's heart.

The soldiers who brought him out scolded all the way, and didn't give a good face at all. The buck didn't care at all, and some people scolded him for showing that he was useful, and those who didn't need to be scolded were stabbed into blood gourds with bayonets, pulled to the field far from the water source and dug deep and buried. The quartermaster didn't look good when he saw the stag, so he grabbed his hand and dipped it in ink, pressed his handprint on a piece of paper, threw over a military backpack, and smashed the stag's butt and landed on all fours.

After taking a hot bath in the bathhouse, changing into clean clothes, he came out and turned into a stag, and was kicked into a wood-carved doorway, on which an indigenous woman sat wrapped in a quilt, and looked at the people who came in at the door with anxiety. The stag pounced on it with peace of mind, and the native woman behind the quilt was naked.

Early the next morning, the stag got up from the bed, pushed away the warm and soft body of the woman wrapped around him, carefully dressed himself, turned his head to the restless eyes and said, "If I can come back alive, you will be my woman, and this is our home." The woman looked at the guy who had been tossing and turning until midnight yesterday afternoon, and when she understood this, her eyes bloomed with a strange look, and she jumped off the bed naked regardless of it, hugged him and said, "Don't die!" ”

Who knows if it will die? The Bucks only knew that if they wanted to fit in with these Orientals, they would have to gamble with their lives. Camp 4 was inhabited by expedition members, and when he went out, a man came out of the door next door and smiled gently at him. The stag could hear the voices of women in the next door, and although he didn't know if it was the natives or the Oriental women, he knew that he had been accepted by these people. The reason is very simple, there is no guardedness in the eyes of the Oriental man who is three steps away.

The backpack is very heavy, the standard Marine standard equipment, wearing a steel helmet, the stag touched the military thorn on his waist, it is just one rifle away, it is estimated that after this battle, he will be able to get the rifle of his dreams.

Facing the burning and envious eyes of more than a hundred Navajo brothers, he approached the stag in Camp Six and gave a clumsy military salute to Luda. This is a move that he has been practicing hard for a long time, but it is a pity that the buck, who is used to being casual, still does this action very well.

Luda smiled at him, and after returning a military salute, he beckoned the guards to step forward with a set of equipment, and watched with a smile on his face as the stag hung up his revolver with a look of ecstasy, skillfully opened the bomb bay, closed the bolt, and made an aiming motion towards the open space. During his time as a guide, he pestered the soldiers to teach him how to use a rifle and a revolver.

After the draped buck was full of pride, he turned to his compatriots and shouted: "Everyone has seen it, let me tell you one more thing, I have a woodcut in Camp 4, and a woman is waiting for me to go back." Chief Li told me that after this battle, as long as I came back alive, there would be a warm woodcut and a woman. ”

More than a hundred of his subordinates had blue eyes glowing, like wolves that had been hungry for a long time in winter, and they let out a strange howl from their mouths, and raised their machetes in their hands excitedly and cheered. These people can't be treated like a buck, but they also get a set of equipment. The arrows were also made of iron, and horseshoes were attached to the horseshoe.

"Let's go!" With a wave of his hand, the buck set off with more than a hundred warriors who were full of pursuit of a better future, and these people had learned a lot of simple Chinese in one winter, and they would use it as the eyes of the army. Or a scout, in fact, it can be said to be cannon fodder. After more than 100 people passed through the gate, they went south to explore, and whether they could come back alive or not depended on luck.

Seeing the disappearance of these indigenous warriors who were very familiar with this land, Luda slowly turned over and turned back to the soldiers behind him, "Let's go!" "Marines are certainly not good cavalrymen after a winter of training, but they are infantry on horseback, and no one expects them to charge on horseback and with swords.

Four land battles poured out, and there was also a temporary baggage company, and the leader was naturally Li Heng. Dai Zhiyuan stood at the door to see him off for the last time: "If you think the Navajo people are not trustworthy, you must retreat decisively." Don't worry about the camp, I'll take care of everything. ”

Li Heng smiled and nodded: "Okay, Granny Dai, it's not been a day or two since I led the troops to fight." With batteries and fleets, I firmly believe that the camp is as stable as Mount Tai. The Colognema people want to rob us of food and supplies, and I will repay them well. As for the Navajos, they'd better be a little more cooperative, or I wouldn't mind teaching them how to be slaves. ”

In the lair of the Cologne horses, the sorcerer after the crazy dance of the sheep had clear blood marks on his face, looked at the group of elders gathered around him, and let out a sad wail: "God said that our homeland will be covered in fire, the warriors will fall in pools of blood, and the women will mourn under the invaders, this is a revelation from God." ”

Everyone's faces changed drastically, the sorcerer brought a revelation from God, and the next decision was simple. The horn whimpered, and from the low room, not only young men but also sturdy women with wooden guns kept pouring out. The battle for the survival of the tribe naturally requires all its might. There is no need for the old man and the child to be transferred, and if they are defeated, they will not be able to survive in the cold wind. (To be continued......)