The black bear whispered to the old leader, Samara, before returning to his place and sitting down quietly.

The originally noisy tent suddenly became quiet, which was really unaccustomed.

At least, Beck, they are a little uncomfortable.

"Tell this white man that we, the Moxigan tribe, have no interest in making this deal with him, and that we have no interest in his inferior iron and ice and fire (wine), and that his goods are of no use to us at all, so please leave my tribe."

After hearing the words of the black bear, Samarra, the old leader of the Mohican, immediately made up his mind.

Since the black pupil was also interested in this useless stone, then of course Samara knew what choice was the right choice to make.

Compared to the annoying and black-hearted 'white skin', the trusting and fair 'black pupil' is of course the best choice.

Besides, he Samara was still saved by the 'Black Pupil'. Although the Indians did not know the idiom of "Knowing Grace and Rewarding", they still knew who was really good to them.

The guide Sandoli relayed the reply of the old chief of the Mohican to Baker, who was very disappointed when he heard Sandoli's relay. This is a matter of being able to become a rich man, and he doesn't want to give up like this.

"Honorable Chief, this stone is of no use to you, it is a completely useless thing. Wouldn't it be nice for me to exchange what you need for what you need, rather than throwing it uselessly in the ground? ”

Baker continued to work hard, but he knew very well how much profit he could bring in the future if he got these minerals.

"Of course, these stones are of no use to us, but even then I don't want to trade with you white people." , Samara's recovery made Baker choke, he really couldn't understand why this old native man just didn't want to trade with him?

You must know that if it was other indigenous Indian tribes, they would have agreed to this condition they had already offered. Because for the uncivilized natives, this condition of their own is tantamount to pie in the sky.

What a damn old fellow, I hope Satan will turn you to ashes with thunder and lightning! I don't understand the thoughts of you natives, and instead of keeping these coveted gold, don't you know how to exchange them for some of the supplies you need?

Baker kept complaining to himself, as if Samara was stupid not to trade with him.

As everyone knows, it is the most correct thing for Samara not to make a deal with him.

Although he kept cursing in his heart, Baker's face was calm and breezy and there was a kind smile all the time. At this moment, he is like a colorful poisonous snake, hiding all his vicious side, and showing it is gorgeous.

It's a pity that to Baker's complete disappointment + despair, no matter how he raised the conditions, the old leader of the Moxie dry tribe just shook his head frequently and didn't agree at all.

Beck wanted to exchange two inferior iron axes for the big fist of the dog's head gold, which in his opinion was already a very reasonable price, and even a gift to the natives.

But where did he know, when he quoted this price 'painfully', little Emma told his father 'Black Bear' all the conditions that Zhao Hongyu could give.

Compared to the stone that little Emma took out, Zhao Hongyu was willing to exchange 'golden' stones the size of fingernails with everyone, and was willing to give everyone an axe, a set of wooden cutlery and mustard.

In this way, the conditions given by Zhao Hongyu are even more attractive.

The black bear walked up to Baker, took back the 'stone' that belonged to Emma, and then turned and walked back. …,

Baker, of course, didn't want the gold he had in his hands to leave him, and a piece of gold weighed at least a few ounces.

But he didn't want to be unwilling, he couldn't do it.

Understand that the stone still belonged to little Emma, not his personal belongings.

"Beck, it looks like they're not going to make a deal for us anymore. Unless you're willing to give them a condition that's more exciting, I don't know what you think? ”

Standing behind Baker, the former British Royal Infantry Great Swordsman, who is now a mercenary in the British immigration camp on the American continent, leaned over and whispered to Baker.

Hearing this, Baker gritted his teeth and was silent for a moment before responding, "It seems that we can only find a way from another aspect." These damn redskin natives can't communicate at all, and if it weren't for the fact that we don't have the advantage in numbers, it would have been a good solution by force. ”

When Baker responded to Kax, he deliberately lowered his head, because he didn't want the natives to see the hideous gaze in his eyes.

Yes, after Baker was repeatedly rejected by the old Mohican leader Samara, he already had a murderous intent in his heart.

Faced with a vein of gold, most likely a vein of abundance, there is no reason why a white man, who is by nature fascinated by gold, should not have crooked thoughts.

Gold, that's what can turn good people into bad people and good people into devils.

It is even okay to say that you can call gold a product of Satan.

Although the Indians found 'gold' as useless as stone, in addition to the Indians on the American continent, whether it was Europeans, Africans, or people on the Asian continent, they would go crazy for gold.

And in this world, for the sake of gold and the murders and killings and wars that have occurred, have never stopped.

Of course, those wars will be branded with high-sounding excuses, and no one will ever actually say that they are for gold.

"Mr. Baker, what are you going to do?" Another guard interjected quietly at this time and asked.

Baker's eyes rolled, and his gaze quickly swept across the faces of the Mohicans.

Soon, a guess and some ideas popped up in his mind.

Baker thought that the gold-encrusted stone had actually been brought by the little girl. It wasn't the Mohican natives who were in attendance, and in his conversations with them, the Mohicans revealed a message, as if they didn't know anything about the gold veins.

Therefore, one thing that can be confirmed is that the gold vein that he guessed himself was probably discovered by the little girl.

And because I wanted to get these gold and veins, I made some small mistakes.

Thinking of this, Baker felt a bad water in his heart, and he felt that he had found a way to easily obtain the gold source.

Shrugging his shoulders, Baker looked a little helpless and said to the Mohicans: "It's a pity, I thought we could be good business partners, but since you insist on not making this deal, I think I will ruin our friendship if I force it any longer." ”

As he spoke, Baker slowly walked back to his place and sat down.

Seeing that Baker no longer insisted, the old leader of Moxican, Samara, breathed a sigh of relief, he actually didn't want to have too stiff a relationship with the 'white skin'.

Although the Mohicans are not afraid of the 'white skin', they are still jealous of the 'white skin''s weapon, Samara.

He's not young anymore, he's seen more killings than young people. He had seen too much about death, so he knew more about the White Skins than many of the warriors in the tribe. …,

And that's not all.

If the 'White Skins' alone don't have to worry about it, what he's worried about is that if the relationship with the 'White Skins' is stiff, then some of the opposing tribes are likely to join forces with the 'White Skins' to find their own trouble.

Uniting some small and medium-sized tribes to deal with some large tribes has always been the specialty of the 'white skins'.

Small and medium-sized tribes are not scary, but when they are united, they are very scary.

When Samara was a child, the Mossi tribe was not a large tribe in the region. At that time, the largest tribe in the area was a tribe called 'Papachi'.

That tribe had thousands of warriors, and the total population reached more than thirty thousand.

But such a large tribe fell apart under the series of attacks and methods of the 'white skins'.

Samara was still young at that time, but he never forgot it.

The leader of the Papache tribe was cut off by the warriors of the rival tribe, and he still remembered the scene of his heart being gouged out from time to time.

And all this was brought by the 'white skins' who came from the end of the sea.

Sometimes Samara even wondered why they Indians couldn't unite?

If they were united, it would be easy to deal with whites.

Unfortunately, Samara knew that his idea was very unrealistic, because there were too many contradictions among the various Indian tribes, and they were simply irreconcilable.

If you are reckless in uniting with other tribes, or if you easily believe the promises of each tribe.

Then in a few days, you'll pay for it.

It's not uncommon for the tribes to betray you or bring white men to attack you for some benefit.

The white man took the men of the tribe as slaves, while the Indian tribes united with him took the women of the destroyed tribes.

Such a war of joint interests occurs several times a year.

Samara didn't want that to happen to his own tribe.

Therefore, what he can do is to minimize his dealings with the 'white skins'. He thinks that in this way, the attention of the 'white skins' will not be on them.

In fact, Samara knew that if there was no gold, he would be able to keep the tribe quiet for a few years. But now that this gold has appeared, the tranquility of the Moxie dry tribe will surely be shattered.

Because he doesn't know the Tao, gold can release the most complex emotions in the human heart...... Greedy!

Under the influence of this greed, human beings will do a lot of ugly things, as well as unexpected things.