In the early morning of spring on the American continent, every day is shrouded in a thick white fog.

Due to the large temperature difference between night and day, and the abundance of green aerobic plants on the continent, dense fog is already a common natural phenomenon on the continent.

The fog will disappear until after 10 a.m. If there is no sun or a cloudy day, the fog will last longer.

If you can rise into the air to see it, you will be amazed by this natural sight and praise the wonders of the natural world.

The fog above the forest continued to rise and slowly dissipate, as if the trees were breathing.

And the mist, which swelled and churned above the forest, was invariably rolled up under the influence of the air current, making people feel as if they had life, or a sea of fog.

Nature is a powerful 'artist', and it creates natural landscapes that no one can match.

Unfortunately, the French in the fortress of Quebec do not like the dense fog that begins early in the morning. Because it affected their vision, and they couldn't see the situation around the fortress clearly.

Many times, when the Iroquois were slaughtered under the walls, the French would shout, 'Enemy attack!' And then the battle began.

Like felines, the Indians would sneak under the fortress without a sound, and then begin to place siege ladders on the walls of the walls.

Many times, the French were almost defeated by them.

Therefore, they hated the fog very much, the natural landscape of the American continent that should be admired by the Creator, and they hated everything.

But today, there are people who love this kind of weather.

I love this natural landscape, and I love the thick fog that lasts for a long time.

He's Bartoni!

Bartoni personally led the team and selected twenty vassal Indian warriors, as well as five fellow Frenchmen. These five French reported that they had lived in Quebec for more than a decade and were the best hunters.

Some of them had such a brilliant record that one man could even take on a dozen Indians.

Such talents. Exactly what Bertoni needed.

There are not many people, because too many people will expose their actions. But there should not be too few people, for if there are too few Iroquois, they will not be able to cope with them.

So, after some deliberation, Bartoni settled on the number.

And there was a large proportion of Indians in the ranks.

The reason is simple, because the Indians knew how careful they were to keep the Iroquois from discovering themselves.

When it comes to hiding themselves, whites are indeed inferior to Indians.

And they had to make their way to Manhattan, where they would inevitably be attacked by the Iroquois. Therefore, it was necessary for the Indians with some vassal tribes.

Because at critical moments, in addition to being able to lead the way, they can also save their lives at certain times. and the Indians' unique sense of danger to keep everyone out of danger.

Almost all Indians have this seemingly magical gift for danger.

The Creator was fair, and although the white people's cultural technology was very powerful, it also gave the Indians another advantage.

It's just a pity that although the Indians have this talent, they still can't escape the fate of being destroyed.

Maybe. This is the cruel law of nature.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest, the law of cold and cruel to the extreme, played to the extreme in the body of the Indians.

However, the Indians had to face such a fate. There are still more than 200 years to go.

Now they are living on the American continent, and their lives are still more nourishing than in later generations.

"Baltony, I wish you all the best, and you must take good care of yourself. You must also survive. ”

Early in the morning, the fog rises.

The thick fog has enveloped the earth.

The sun had not yet risen. The humidity in the air is high.

Some early birds are already happily weaving through the forest to catch the fat bugs.

It is said that the early bird has worms.

The chirping of birds continues to emerge from the forests on the banks of the St. Lawrence River at the southern end.

The French soldiers on duty on the walls of the fortress were all watching the fog with all their hearts, they did not have the heart to appreciate the early morning time in the Americas, they had to be careful to guard against the Iroquois attack.

When the fog rises, it is the most popular time for the Iroquois to attack, and the Iroquois can easily sneak under the walls when the fog is thick.

Therefore, everyone has to be careful.

Bartoni and his party were ready, and they were about to leave the city.

His companions all looked at him with solemn expressions and sent their blessings.

Everyone knows and understands that Bartony's trip is dangerous, and if it doesn't happen, it will be a total annihilation.

It's like playing with your head.

And if they don't, then everyone will die.

It's also for everyone's sake.

"Don't worry, I'll survive. Because I still have reinforcements to come back from Manhattan. ”

Bartoni smiled and said to the crowd.

Although he himself was very nervous at the moment, he pretended to be relaxed in order not to let everyone worry about him.

"Okay, let's not talk to you. The province has delayed your trip, take care! ”

The fortress's gates slowly opened a gap for one person to get out, and Bartoni and the others rushed out, and then disappeared into the thick morning fog.

When Bartoni and the others disappeared, the gates of the fortress closed again.

The soles of Bartoni's feet were covered with thick fur to reduce the noise of walking.

They all gathered together and moved forward vigilantly.

Soon, they came to the St. Lawrence River, not far from the southern end, and without Bartony's instructions, they took off their clothes, and then slowly walked into the river and swam to the other side.

Before leaving, Bartony had already made arrangements to the crowd, and when he came out, he ordered the Iroquois to find out.

As Bartoni swam to the other side of the river, suddenly there was a scream from behind them, followed by a roar of slaughter.

Bartony's body couldn't help but tremble, and secretly said, 'My luck is so good'.

It turned out that the fortress was now under attack by the Iroquois again, and it can be seen that the Iroquois had just passed through the thick fog.

And Bartoni and the Iroquois did not meet, and I have to say that it is really a miracle.

If they had been discovered by the Iroquois, there would have been no way they would have been spared.

The group went ashore, and although they heard the sound of fighting behind them, none of them stopped for a moment. Instead, they quickly moved towards the forest, quickly sinking into the fog.

In the morning, the humidity was high and it was chilly.

But Bartoni and the others had no clothes on board, and entered the forest in the first place, and then made a quick move south.

The most important thing for them now is to break free from the Iroquois encirclement and arrive in Manhattan to find Lady Sarah and ask her for reinforcements to free Quebec.

The fog in the forest is also very thick, and the visibility is only one meter at most, and it will be very blurry beyond one meter.

The forest is constantly filled with the chirping of birds and the sound of their wings flapping.

Groundhogs and some small wild animals can also make some weird noises.

Cuckoo!

Rustling!

Sosuo!

These sounds are intertwined to form a kind of 'music' that is unique to nature.

None of them said a word, and they all cautiously kept moving forward with their weapons in hand.

Suddenly, a Qazi Indian warrior made a 'caution' gesture, and the whole group stopped.

Everyone quickly made a fighting posture and began to be cautious and cautious on guard.

The muscles in everyone's body are tensed, so that they can make a hard fight in the first place.

The warrior of the Qazi tribe, he stood there and listened to what was happening from time to time, and he would not use his own eyes to see at all.

After all, the fog in the forest is so thick that you can't see anything even if you look at it.

And sometimes what you see is often able to deceive you. So sometimes it's more accurate to listen to, and the Indians are veterans of the way, and they know it very well.

Bartoni didn't know what the Kazi had discovered, but he knew that the other party wouldn't stop everyone for no reason.

He must have sensed something was not right.

Sou!

At that moment, a thin blow arrow shot out of the fog and landed on the throat of an Indian, sending it to the ground.

Then, countless figures appeared from the dense fog, and they kept shouting 'whooping' from their mouths, and at the same time rushed towards them with their weapons raised high.

"According to the predetermined plan, everyone will break through separately, and the city of Manhattan will be peaceful!"

Bartoni knew that they had encountered the Iroquois.

Judging from the shouting, the other side should be above them.

Therefore, it is not a good way to fight hard with the other party, and now they can only rush over and break through these people.

At that moment, Bartoni also roared angrily and met him with a scimitar in hand.

The others followed Baltony's lead and began to fight the Iroquois.

The hand-to-hand combat with cold weapons was very brutal, and as soon as the two sides came into contact with Bartony, they easily fell seven or eight people, and the Iroquois also fell many people.

Basically, no one is asking for much benefit.

Bartoni slashed at an Iroquois in front of him, and sped forward.

He wouldn't fight the Iroquois at all, and his goal was to stand out.

Bartoni was so strong in combat that he took down four or five Iroquois warriors along the way, and then he rushed into the fog...... (To be continued.) )