During the time of Anderson's arrival, several members of the Turtledove tribe became Anderson's supporters. Among them is also a flag owner named 'Greyhound'.

The greyhound looked at Turtledove and Anderson in a dilemma, and finally ran out after Anderson.

The four-legged snake tried to chase it, but was stopped by the turtledove.

"It's going to rain, my mother is going to get married, let him go!"

……

Soon after Anderson left, the trade between the Turtledove Tribe and the Big Tree Tribe was interrupted.

The parrot ran back and forth between the two tribes, breaking its leg and not re-establishing a trade channel.

The parrot had quietly advised the turtledove not to get angry with Anderson. The Big Tree Tribe can do without the Turtledove Tribe, but the Turtledove Tribe can't do without the Big Tree Tribe.

Turtledove told him categorically, Da San, he is determined!

The turtledove tribe can go hungry without clothes, but it just can't be without planting big mulberry!

The winter of 1841 passed slowly.

When spring came, the large clearing behind the valley was reclaimed, and the turtledove tended to this large area according to the knowledge of his previous life, as if he were his own son.

After a spring rain, green seedlings emerge from the ground.

Yan Nan took the initiative to relocate his miscellaneous yellow flag station to the vicinity of Da Sangtian, and also built a simple temple of the goddess of harvest in front of Da Sangtian, praying for a good harvest.

Anderson returned to the Turtledove tribe.

Compared to last year's courteousness, he has become more arrogant.

His current rank is sergeant, two ranks higher than Turtledove's corporal. Not only that, but he also brought a few assistants, and the greyhound was also on his side, so that in the entire turtledove tribe, he not only had nominal management rights, but was also able to directly intervene in some things.

"Turtledove, we're going to get ready for war!" On the night of Anderson's arrival in the Turtledove Tribe, a meeting of the captains of the Turtledove tribe was held.

Anderson wasn't used to calling parrots the flag-bearers, and he still called them captains according to his own habits.

Turtledove didn't bother to correct him.

He did not particularly welcome Anderson's return, nor did he reject it.

Anderson has at least one benefit, he still works hard to train soldiers.

However, at the beginning of the meeting, Anderson told everyone such a terrifying news, which still startled the turtledove.

"Is the situation under the mountain already so bad?" Turtledove asked.

This past winter, turtledoves did not hibernate idlely.

He also set up a rudimentary information channel down the mountain, and due to the inconvenience of transportation, it took about a month to communicate with the mountain, so the news was very lagging behind.

Despite this, he also knew that the outside of the mountain was now a mess.

The aftermath of the Harrison Valley tragedy continues to spread.

Texas and the United States sent a joint mission to the Harrison Valley, and the scope of the investigation became more and more extensive, inevitably entering the territory of the Apache people, and clashes with the local Indians.

However, the conflict was very limited at the beginning, and the San Angelo Protocol also restrained the Apache very well.

However, the Mexicans, not knowing what was going on, sent an investigative force here.

There was a confrontation between two white teams on different camps.

Ikaruga always had a feeling that the Mexican-American War was going to start early.

It's just that the Mexicans haven't fought with the Americans yet, and the Indian tribes that are being coerced by both sides have already played out their brains.

There were so many Indian tribes that they couldn't remember so many names.

I only know that every time I see two Indians outside the current Sierra Madre, one of them must be his enemy. It's useless to ask anything, the Indians are now bulls with fire in the back of their butts, and they have to run headlong into everything they see.

……

"The situation is terrible right now!" Anderson said.

"Doesn't the Council of the Coalition want to find a way to mediate?" Turtledove asked.

"The alliance will only meet, meet, meet, and not mediate at all!" Anderson said, "Lieutenant Big Tree decided to use this opportunity to do a decent counterattack. Be sure to tell those people that we're not to mess with! ”

"Does Lieutenant Big Tree have any battle plans?"

"It needs to be kept secret for the time being, however, we must be ready to participate in the battle at any time!" Anderson said in high spirits.

The tribe of turtledoves has a lot of population, and there are no less than that.

Because it is relatively stable, there are now more than 100 people. The point is that the vast majority of these 100-odd people are all adult men, all of whom can farm, fish, build, and fight.

The turtledove was a little speechless.

Lieutenant Taishu only told himself to fight, but he even kept his own way of fighting.

Hehe!

Turtledove sneered in his heart.

However, he didn't show it at all, but looked indignant.

"It's long overdue!" Turtledove said. "These white people completely use this place as a slaughterhouse!"

"It's not about beating whites," said Anderson, "we're going to fight a tribe called Pétain!" ”

The turtledove looked at him with some surprise.

"Don't look at me like that!" Anderson said dissatisfiedly: "The Pétain black tribe is more hateful than the white!" ”

To prove his words, Anderson pulled out a bloodstained piece of ragged clothing, "You see, they took advantage of the darkness to break into the Sunset Tribe and slaughtered them mercilessly!" Lieutenant Big Tree must punish it, also to tell those people what justice is! ”

What does this bloody garment mean?

Turtledove didn't bother to ask any more.

"I need Lieutenant Big Tree to support me with another batch of guns!" Turtledove said.

"Guns? The lieutenant himself is not enough, where can he support you! Anderson said.

"Then how can I fight without a gun?"

"Turtledove, we're dealing with an Indian tribe! They don't have guns either! Can't you even beat those unclothed savages? Anderson said.

Turtledove wanted to tell him that we are barbarians ourselves.

But he thought about it and didn't say so.

"Well, Mr. Anderson, I need a grain of food, I should be able to, right?" Turtledove said.

"Grain, of course the Big Tree Tribe has!" Anderson said.

His demeanor relaxed, and there was a hint of blush on his face that only comes after drinking.

"Mr. Ikaruga, as long as you apologize for expelling me last time, I promise that you will be able to buy food from the Big Tree Tribe immediately!"

The room was silent, and the cigarette man stopped smoking, and the smoke came out of his ears.

The turtledove was stunned for a moment.

St. Anderson?

Interesting!

"Haha!" Turtledove laughed and stood in front of Anderson.

"Mr. Anderson, I'm sorry! I apologize to you! I promise you, I'll never do anything like that to you again! Turtledove said.

Anderson smirked and took Turtledove's arm.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, we're all rebels!"

At this meeting, Anderson inserted several assistants he brought into the Eight Banners of the Turtledove Tribe, and became the deputies of several banner owners.