The weeds here in the Americas are very luxuriant.

The weeds are almost half a person's height, which is very good for hiding in them.

As a result, the Indians would hide in it for a long time, delivering a fatal blow to their prey or enemy.

This was learned by Lamar and Sharma in the war against Virginia last year from the Indians who were subordinate to the British.

For this reason, the genetic people have lost a lot of people.

This kind of experience in exchange for a bloody lesson has made the old Black Ramar and the Gurkha man Sharma no longer dare to underestimate the Indians.

So, when Lamar listened to Sharma's words, his brow furrowed.

"Well, if that's the case, there's something that doesn't work so well." Lamar pondered. Then he said to Sharma, "It seems that we really need to find an open field to fight the Iroquois." ”

The way the genetic people fought was fundamentally different from that of the Indians.

Although they are all genetic people cultivated by the virtual world, and have learned modern military knowledge.

But given the limitations of weapons, they do not have the same set of modern warfare.

As for surprise attacks, they still have no way to effectively prevent them, especially in the primeval forests and grasses of the Americas.

They have no way to spot the enemy and judge where they are.

"Actually, we don't have to worry too much about it, I've been thinking about that for a long time." Sharma smiled very easily and said to the old black Lamar.

"You guy, you did it on purpose, right, if you have a good way, you can say it."

Sharma's words gave Lamar a sigh of relief.

"We can't judge the Iroquois by experience, but fellow Indians can be warriors, and as long as we have the help of the Indians, then all problems will be solved."

Sharma sincerely sighed for Lao Hei's IQ.

"yes, that's a good idea. I didn't think of anything about it. ”

Hearing Sharma say this, Lamar raised his hand and patted the door of his oily brain, saying with remorse.

It is said that Lao Hei is very suitable for manual labor, but I didn't believe in the use of brains before, but now I believe all of them when I look at Lamar.

Sharma complained in his heart.

"It's a pity, if only we had known that we should bring some Indians from Manhattan City, and with those Indian warriors, we don't have to worry about anything anymore." Lamar turned to Sharma and said.

"Lord Song Hu has long considered that among the 10,000 Gurkha soldiers he sent. There was a group of about 1,000 Indian warriors, who were used exclusively as scouts. ”

Sharma told Lamar about it.

"You didn't say that you told me earlier, and you deliberately scared me, you are too bad buddy." Old Black Lamar rolled his eyes and said to Sharma. "Besides, I've been by His Highness's side longer than you, and it stands to reason that I'm also your senior, so can't you be more respectful to me."

Lamar decided to save his face, because his performance just now was really humiliating.

Therefore. He has now decided to put his qualifications on the table and use his identity as a senior to suppress Sharma.

Unfortunately, Sharma simply ignored him.

"We Gurkha people only respect warriors and employers, so if you want to gain my respect. Then you can use your record to speak. There's no way you're going to be my employer anyway, you're right? ”

Belch!

This guy, really.

Although Sharma said something less politely, Lamar was not angry.

On the contrary, he still thinks Sharma is this guy. It's also very characterful.,It's a good person to make friends with.。

"Good! When the time comes, let's see who kills more enemies with our own hands, and if I kill more enemies than you, then when you see me in the future, you will call my brother Zhilu to say no. ”

Lamar raised an eyebrow at Sharma.

"Okay! Deal! If I kill fewer enemies than you do. I'll call you brother in the future! However, if you kill more enemies than you kill yourself, then you won't be able to worship me when you see me in the future. ”

The army marched mightily along the valley path, and the two of them talked and laughed.

At this moment, a small group of people suddenly rushed towards them.

"What's the matter, how did you make such a mess of the advancing army."

At that moment, Lamar asked loudly with his big eyes.

"Major, the Indians have spotted two suspicious fellows who are sneaking up in the bushes."

"Oh, bring them over and I'll see." , Hearing this, Lamar suddenly became interested.

In such a remote place, he can still find people who can do it, and he really needs to take a good look.

Then, several Indian warriors from Lake Ontario pushed and shoved the already tied up guy in front of Lamar and Sharma.

"Who are you?"

Lamar asked in a stumbling Indian language.

It's a pity that the two people on the opposite side looked at him in confusion, as if they didn't understand.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, Sharma saw one of the two men, who seemed to have blonde hair.

"Hey, one of them seems to be a European."

He immediately stabbed Lamar and said to him.

Lamar looked over, and sure enough, he saw one of them, a strand of blonde hair, covered in filthy mud and water.

"It's strange, how could a European be here?"

He whispered to Sharma.

"I don't know, but we're close to Quebec now, maybe this guy is coming out of Quebec, and maybe he's hiding from the war."

Sharma spoke his judgment.

"Well, if you're French in Quebec, you'll have to speak French." Lamar winked at Sharma and then uttered a string of French at the guy.

"Are you from Quebec? We're from the city of Manhattan. ”

As soon as Lamar said this, the two people who were still a little panicked trembled violently.

Then, the European struggled to rush over.

Pity. He was held down by the Indians around him, unable to move at all.

"Sir, are you really from Manhattan? My name is Bartony, and I'm from Fort Québec. ”

The guy gave his name.

It turned out that the people who were brought to Lamar and Sharma were Bartony, who rushed out of the Quebec fortress and fell off the cliff and did not die, and the two Indians of the Qazi tribe.

"You're from Quebec, so how did you get here?" Lamar asked, frowning. At the same time he waved his hand. Let the surrounding Indians relax a little.

"Sir, I'm going to Manhattan, please let me go. The situation in Quebec is very critical right now, and I need to go to Manhattan as soon as possible to find Ms. Sarah and ask her for reinforcements. ”

Bartoni said loudly to Lamar.

Sharma understands English, but not French.

So, he could only sit on horseback and watch Lamar talk to the European.

"It doesn't matter, speak slowly. We are the legions sent by His Highness Sarah. The destination is Quebec. When he came out, Wang Shan had already explained this excuse to Lamar, and he couldn't think of using it now.

"What, your army is headed for Quebec?" After listening to Lamar's words, Bartoni stood there in disbelief, looking at Lamar stupidly.

"What is there to deceive you, Your Highness Sara knows that Quebec has been attacked by the Iroquois. She also knew that there were not many defenders in Ludao, so she begged His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to send an elite army. I'm going to help you in Quebec. Lamar told Wang Shan what he had said, and it was natural for him to say it to Bartony.

"Of course. Quebec is a private fiefdom belonging to His Royal Highness Sarah. As our Crown Prince, it is necessary for him to do something for his wife's territory and take care of it. If His Highness Sara is married to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, then His Highness Sarah's territory as his wife also belongs to our empire, and we cannot sit idly by and watch our land be occupied by the Iroquois. ”

These reasons were already thought of by Wang Shan.

Just before Sara married Zhao Hongyu, they had been thinking about it.

And this reason is high-sounding, no one can say anything.

After all, Sara is indeed the owner of Quebec, and that land is entirely Sarah's territory.

Who let Sara inherit the title of Count Samuel, and the family's domain?

Now that she has remarried Zhao Hongyu, then Quebec will inevitably become Zhao Hongyu's. At the same time, in the name of the empire, no one can say anything about sending troops to Quebec.

It is precisely because of this that there is such a headache in the northern part of France.

"God forbid!"

After hearing Lamar's words, Bartoni fell to his knees on the ground, tears in his eyes, and he praised God loudly.

Lamar pouted, honestly he didn't believe in God.

Subsequently, under Lamar's questioning, Bartoni told him all about the situation in Quebec.

After listening to Bartoni's account, Lamar ordered him and his fellow Indians to be brought down, given some food and a change of clothes.

You know, when they were caught and brought to Lamar, the two guys were still bare-assed.

"It seems that the situation in Quebec is very unfavorable for the French, and sure enough, as the newspaper indicates, they are now eating corpses."

After Bartoni and the Indian left, Lamar whispered to Sharma.

"What did they say to you just now, you don't understand French." , Sharma said helplessly to Lamar.

"Oh, I'm sorry to forget. I can only listen and speak English, I'm really sorry. Lamar heard Sharma say this, and quickly apologized, and then relayed what Bartoni had said to him.

"It turns out that those two guys are the ones who broke out of the Quebec fortress." After listening to Lamar's relay, Shamal muttered to himself.

"So, they're going to Manhattan to find Her Highness Sarah, and then ask her to come forward and have the Empire send troops to Quebec."

A very strange smile appeared on Sharma's face.

Seeing this evil smile on Sharma's face, Lamar also smiled: "Yes, it's really sleepy and meets the pillow." Originally, I thought we would need to talk a little more, but now I don't think there's any need to worry about that. ”

Yes, now they simply don't need the excuse that they have been done a long time ago.

Because now that they have met Baltoni, as long as this guy is in the team, they don't have to say a lot of Sharma, all of them are explained by this guy called Baltoni.

Now all they need to do is hurry up and get to Quebec and defeat the Iroquois.

"Speed up the march, we need to get to Quebec as soon as possible, we don't have much time."

Thinking of this, Sharma turned his head and gave the order to his subordinates to speed up the march.

"Lamar, we can't afford to lose any more time. Now that the French can't stand it anymore, I don't want to wait until we go and the French will be slaughtered by the Iroquois. ”

Sharma shook the reins in his hand, and after the war horse under his crotch neighed, he ran out.

"Hurry up, hurry up, everyone cheer me up!"

For a moment, the long queue began to sound with the shouts of the squad leaders urging the fighters.

Lamar instructed one of the guards, "When the fellow named Bartoni has eaten and changed his clothes and brought him to me, I have a lot more to ask him." After saying that, Lamar rode after Sharma -

Dividing Line –

On the walls of the Quebec fortress, the Iroquois and the French are fighting.

Corpses, severed arms, internal organs, and blood mixed with white brains were scattered all over the city walls.

Roars, moans, wails of pain, the sound of which is endless.

The Iroquois offensive grew fiercer, and the French began to falter.

Countless farmers with forks and women with sticks rushed up from below.

With the addition of these people, the situation on the city wall was suddenly reversed.

When the last Iroquois to storm the walls was killed, the crowd cheered in triumph.

"Quick! Hurry up and push the ladders all for them! ”

Some of the officers did not join in the cheers, and they kept giving orders to the relaxed people.

"Let's send a few more waves of death squads to rush out, or we will have no hope."

Several temporary leaders gathered again to discuss the current situation.

"Bartony, they may have failed, and the bodies of those who went with him are now hanging on the poles erected by the Iroquois."

It turned out that the bodies of the men who had been killed by Bartoni and their men had been nailed to wooden poles by the Iroquois and erected not far from the fortress.

When the fog cleared at noon, the people inside the fortress could see it clearly.

Therefore, they all believe that Bartoni may not have survived as well.

"No, we have to have faith in him, I've seen the corpses outside, and there is no Bartoni at all. If he had been killed by the Iroquois, his corpse would have been used by the Iroquois to show off. ”

A different view was made.

However, this view is considered to be very blind.

Everyone understands that even if Baltoni is still alive, how can he survive in the forest alone.

He had to face not only the Iroquois but also the beasts of the forest...... (To be continued.) )