The old patriarch lay on a wooden bed in the center, with a thick layer of animal fur underneath.

Several Indian women, under the instructions of a wizard dressed like a peacock, kept shaking around the old patriarch in a circle.

After about five or six laps, the Indian women stretched out their arms and began to swing back and forth in front of the old patriarch who was lying flat.

Zhao Hongyu knew that this was a kind of 'witchcraft' of the Indian tribe, which was used to get rid of the pain.

If someone uses this method on Zhao Hongyu like this, Zhao Hongyu will definitely be treated with an old fist. But in 1620, the Indians of the American continent believed in witchcraft.

The wizard was constantly muttering things that even the people of their own tribe did not understand, sometimes raising his hands and stomping his feet, and his voice rising and falling with his movements.

"Isn't this just a great god of dancing, we also have this kind of thing in Northeast China, which is much more interesting than what this wizard did."

Watching the wizard's performance, Song Hu, who had a somewhat naïve personality, raised his hand and touched his nose, and whispered.

"Shhhhhh

Hearing this, Zhao Hongyu whispered a scolding to Song Hu.

Song Hu smiled and finally closed his mouth, but judging from his expression, he really didn't like this wizard's performance.

Zhao Hongyu wondered in his heart, how could the gene man in this space-time trader even know the way of the dancing god.

It's a little amazing, isn't it?

Atidoke didn't notice the small movements of Zhao Hongyu and the four of them, his eyes kept on his father, who had already begun to be a little unconscious, and he never left for a moment.

His father was the leader of the tribe, and if something went wrong, he could continue to be the leader of his father's business, but he would not curse his father for such a relationship.

He knew very well that he was too young.

He was worried that if something happened to his father, he would not be able to inherit the power of the tribe.

At the same time, there are opponents in this tribe, and he Artido may not be able to suppress them.

Opposite Atido, a bald man with a stout figure and a bone necklace around his neck sat with gloomy eyes.

His name is 'Black Bear' and he is the most fierce warrior of the tribe. Many of the young people of the tribe worshipped him as an idol.

And the black bear, often because of some philosophical problems, often clashed with his father.

Fortunately, the father's prestige is very high and he can suppress the black bear.

But if my father is gone, the black bear is likely to cause trouble.

Atido's worries are not unreasonable, because the popularity of the black bear is also good.

In this way, without the suppression of his father, the black bear has become the new patriarch, so where will he take the tribe?

Atidochi said that the black bear had always been unimpressed with the 'white skins', and he thought that the white skins were some bad guys. He disapproved of dealing with the White Skins, and even led the warriors of his clan to war with the White Skins.

It's a pity that this idea of the black bear was completely vetoed by his father.

It was also because of his father's prestige that the young people in the clan suppressed this thought.

However, this idea of the black bear is not without a market in the family.

If Zhao Hongyu knew what the black bear thought and what he wanted to do, then it would not be necessary to applaud it.

For the appearance of an Indian angry youth, Zhao Hongyu is still very happy to see it.

In fact, Atido also understands the 'Black Bear', and his son was killed by the 'White Skins'. It's no wonder that he hates 'white skin' so much, that's the revenge of killing his son.

In the fall, his daughter was wounded by the loud weapon that made a noise because she had strayed into the defenses of the whiteskins' camp and could not understand their warnings. …,

Now his youngest daughter's injury has completely ulcerated, and if she doesn't treat it, she may not be able to save her leg.

It's still a trivial matter that the leg can't be saved, and the most worrying thing is that the lovely Emma will die.

The 'black bear' are these two children, and now the son is dead. If his daughter dies again, he will really go crazy.

Now that my father is in such a situation, it is difficult to guarantee that the 'black bear' will not become the patriarch after his father's death, and then take the clan to take revenge.

In fact, Atido understands the 'black bear' very well, but as his father said, the 'white skins' are really powerful. And they lived behind a wooden fence, and the Mohican warriors would have paid a great price to conquer.

Then, after conquering the stronghold of the 'White Skins', Mohican himself will suffer heavy casualties. It's hard to make sure that you won't attract the prying eyes of some hostile tribes, so sometimes personal feuds are not as important as tribes.

It is precisely the consideration of Zhiludao's father that is why Atido is so worried.

Unfortunately, 'Black Bear' has been blinded by hatred, and he simply doesn't pay that much attention.

Now he was waiting, waiting for his father to breathe......

Regarding some things in the Moxi dry tribe, Zhao Hongyu didn't care about it at all, because it had nothing to do with him.

At this time, Zhao Hongyu secretly glanced at the old patriarch lying in the center, and found that his eyes were full of bloodshots, and his lips were a little blue.

He didn't know what kind of illness the old leader of the Moxigan tribe was.

At this moment, the Indian women gathered around the old patriarch picked up some plants from the ground and started to set them on fire. Thick white smoke came out of those plants, smoking the old patriarch's body.

People are about to be tossed to death, and you still use smoke! It's a suspect who dies slowly enough.

Zhao Hongyu complained in his heart.

"Artido, tell me what your father's illness is. I have a medicine here that might cure your father. ”

Zhao Hongyu looked at these guys 'ignoring human life', and he couldn't help but pull Atido and whispered to him.

And the reason why Zhao Hongyu said this is that he can buy penicillin on the 'space-time trader'.

In his opinion, the old patriarch did not get sick in the winter, because he had a bad cold and was not treated, and there was inflammation in his body.

Or maybe there is some wound on the body that is inflamed, which causes Xian to have such a situation now.

If he is right, he can also form a good relationship.

Even if it's wrong, it doesn't matter, just leave it to the wizard.

Although the Indians of this era were very savage, as long as they recognized you as their friend, they would not hesitate to go to war with other tribes because of you.

This is also a point that Zhao Hongyu admires very much about the Indians.

Besides, Zhao Hongyu also considered another problem, that is, if this is really New York. Then it is very important for him to have a good relationship with the Moxie tribe.

With the friendship of the outer Moxie tribes, he can slowly develop by the seaside of New York.

Before following Atido back to the tribe, he had already inquired from Atido, and the 'Mohican' tribe was the largest tribe in the entire region, with a population of more than 13,000.

For the current Zhao Hongyu, Moxi's dry tribe is a super 'thick thigh', if he doesn't hold it, he will be brainless.

A tribe of 13,000 people, that's the absolute boss in this area.

The surrounding small Indian tribes, that did not dare to offend them. At the same time, the British were also very courted by the Mossi tribe, and did not dare to slack off. …,

Of course, Zhao Hongyu also knew that the British were not good at winning over the Moxi cadres, and they were just letting the Moxi cadres become the first birds and consume their strength.

Regarding the development of Moxi's dry tribe, Zhao Hongyu still knows a little.

More than 100 years later, a huge Mosse tribe perished during the Seven Years' War between England and France.

(Note: This is not true history, the author made it up based on the movie 'The Last Mohican')

But in any case, that was more than a hundred years later, and the current Moxigan is the well-deserved boss of this area.

"My father's body was hot and cold a few days ago, and he became like this after a few days of hard work, and occasionally he would talk nonsense at night." , Atido replied in a low voice, and then his eyes flashed: "Brother, you have medicine in your hand?" Are you the sorcerer of your tribe? ”

In Artido's opinion, the one who has mastered the art of healing must be a wizard.

Because not only in their Mossi tribe, but all the Indian tribes who would heal were shamans.

Hmm, it's hot and cold, and he talks nonsense at night.

After listening to Atido's answer, Zhao Hongyu felt a lot more relieved.

According to Atido, this is a case of a bad cold and then not properly treated.

God help me!

Zhao Hongyu shouted in his heart.

"My father is the chief of my tribe and the shaman, so I learned this from my father." , Zhao Hongyu thought of a set of rhetoric, and looked at Atido and said to him very seriously. "Your father's disease has also been contracted by people in our tribe, and it needs to be treated as soon as possible, otherwise it will die."

A severe cold will cause complications, and if it is serious, of course it will die, but Zhao Hongyu did not deceive Atido.

If Atido's father really had a bad cold that caused inflammation, then penicillin could really be treated.

For this, Zhao Hongyu is very confident.

Penicillin in the 21st century would be an international joke if it could not save an Indian patriarch from a severe cold in 1620.

Unless, of course, Zhao Hongyu is really unlucky, this Atido's father is allergic to penicillin...... That is, there really is nothing to do.

"Atido, if you believe me and let me be treated, I promise that your father will recover tomorrow!"

After making a rough judgment, Zhao Hongyu made a guarantee to Atido very seriously.

Atido pursed his lips, he wondered if he should trust this outsider.

But when his gaze swept over the wizard whose expression was somewhat dim and his eyes were full of mournful glow, he made a decision in his heart.

From the wizard's point of view, my father would not be able to do it.

Let this outsider try it now.