On the edge of a beautiful valley is a village where an ancient ethnic group lives, the Red Mountain Eagles.

Under the wise leadership of the chieftain, the "Red Mountain Eagle" tribe formed an alliance with the Valstad Expeditionary Force, and this alliance turned out to be beneficial to both sides.

The natives acted as guides for soldiers from distant continents, helping them understand the climate and crops of the New World, and providing them with herbs unique to their tribes.

The hunters and farmers of the village drove oxen carts to the allies' camps, bartering local animal skins and corn, as well as handicrafts, for scarce resources, and their favorite practical things such as flintlock pistols, binoculars, sharp swords, military saddles, kerosene lamps, and ...... These advanced industrial products have greatly improved the appearance of the original village, and the quality of life of the villagers has been significantly improved.

The aboriginal women of the village were more inclined to luxury, and in their eyes, the fair-skinned, beautifully dressed Valstad soldiers were like magicians, who could conjure all kinds of magical things from their pockets, including lipstick, rouge powder, spices, earrings, rings, and beautiful silk handkerchiefs, and the girls of the village were crazy about these strange things, and many of the soldiers of the expeditionary force easily conquered their hearts with these gadgets.

Some of the playboys in the army went too far, and at the same time maintained ambiguous relationships with a number of brown-skinned aboriginal girls, and because of their jealousy with each other, there were many violent brawls, until Commander-in-Chief Dalí promulgated new disciplines, which contained these chaos.

On this day, the important people of the village gathered in the chief's tent for a meeting, which was still inseparable from the topic of outsiders.

One of the village's druids complained, "Chief, I approve of your alliance with those white-skinned fellows, but they have many faults, they never know how to respect nature, and spit in the holy places at will!" Chop down trees at will! Pour dirty water into the fire!

What I can't tolerate the most is that they also brought their own religion, their own false gods! What is the name of the 'Templar Church', those priests in big robes claim to know everything in the world, saying that there are three main gods in this world, namely 'Otaku, the god of wisdom', 'Havest, the god of harvest', and 'Minerva, the Valkyrie', all of which are awkward foreign names! What nonsense!

The only true God in this world can only be the great Mother Earth! She planted the seeds of the Tree of Life with her own hands, and this gave birth to countless creatures, and only the Great Druid could know the things of heaven and earth! ”

The chief nodded and said, "Don't worry, I'll go and meet with the Dali chief of the Valstad tribe in a few days and tell him that their priests are not allowed to preach in our village!" ”

One of the elders nodded: "I think he will agree, Chief Dalí is a good and reasonable man, he not only saved our whole village, but also sent sappers to help us repair the dam and save us from the flood!" ”

The druids agreed: "I have received an answer during my meditation, Chief Dali is the savior of our tribe, and he will definitely banish the false gods and control his men." ”

An old woman of high status in the tribe addressed the chieftain, "I heard that your daughter, the little lark, still lives in the military camp of the Valstadians. ”

"Yes, her job is important, I'm really proud of her as a translator for those white-skinned soldiers and helping us maintain our alliance."

The old woman smiled: "I think she has a crush." ”

The chief sighed, "Well, I would like to marry my daughter to the Savior, but Chief Dali already has a wife. ”

These words made the hearts of some of the young people in the tent excited, they had long had a crush on the chief's daughter, for she was the most beautiful maiden in the tribe, and it seemed that there was a chance.

At this time, I could only hear someone outside the tent shouting: "Oh no! Tell the Chief! The Black Viper tribe is coming to attack our village! ”

The village elders were confused: "How is this possible? There is no enmity between our two tribes! ”

"It must have been the Sylvinians who instigated it!" The chief was in danger: "Don't be afraid! Lord Savior has helped us train many musketeers. “

The chief's son said, "Father, I will guard the village with the warriors, and you and the elders will stay here, and I will cut off the scalps of the invaders, one by one, and lay them flat in front of you!" ”

The chief was relieved to see his son's muscular back leave the tent, (he grew up and soon became a tribal leader, just as I did when I was younger...... ）

"Come here, there's a task for you," he commanded one of the warriors beside him.

"What's the matter, Chief."

"Hurry up and ride to the savior, Lord Dali, and say we need support."

Three hours later, in the camp of the Valstad Expeditionary Force, the patrol post shouted: "That native! Stop! Don't go any closer to camp! Otherwise we would have shot! ”

The officer in charge of the defense hurriedly ran to the scene: "What's the matter? ”

The sentry replied, "Sir, I saw a native riding across the cordon, and he didn't listen to the warning to stop!" Is it possible to shoot? ”

"Let me see!" The officer picked up the binoculars and began to observe, then spat and scolded: "You fool! Don't you see the tattoo on that man's body? This is our ally, the warriors of the 'Red Mountain Eagle' tribe! ”

The sentry said aggrievedly: "I'm a new reinforcement, and I can't recognize the difference between the aboriginal tribes, I'm sorry!" Let's let him in! ”

After the wooden fence was removed, the tattooed Aboriginal warrior rode into the camp, his face covered in white plaster, thick black circles smeared with coal around his eyes, long black hair with bright bird feathers, and a sharp axe pinned to his waist.

Despite knowing that he was an ally, the soldiers involuntarily grabbed the guns in their hands.

The aboriginal warriors jumped off their horses and shouted at the officers and soldiers in the native language, as if they were in a hurry, but no one could understand what he was saying.

Marshal Dalí arrived at the scene when he heard the news, and the officer next to him reported to him: "Your Excellency, this native has been making a lot of noise since he came in. Our native translator 'Old Leather Boots' is just out hunting. ”

"It's okay, I still have a backup translator, come on, go and call the little lark."

After a while, the beautiful aboriginal girl hurried in, and the tattooed warrior hurriedly delivered a message to her.

When the little lark heard this, he seemed very anxious, and knelt down and cried to Dali: "Lord Savior! Our village has been raided by the Black Viper tribe! My brother is leading people to resist desperately! My father asks for help! ”

"Without further ado!" Dali quickly ordered: "Chief of Staff Gavin, you sit in the army, you come to guard the camp when I am not there, Deputy Commander Puvani, you take all our cavalry, follow me to support the allies, move quickly!" ”