The turtledove returned to his house.

Now, the banner master of the Eight Banners, as well as all the captains of the tribe, have come to this room.

The room was so crowded with people that some couldn't sit down.

The Indians' construction concept was still very backward, and they thought that a good house would be surrounded by four walls. There is no living room, study, bedroom, toilet at all...... These concepts.

Even if the turtledove is a chieftain, it can only enjoy this treatment of four walls. At most, draw a few scary heads on the wall.

The backwardness of a civilization is not only the backwardness of guns and swords, but is reflected in all aspects of life.

Ikaruges have seen the crystal skulls of the Indians online, as well as their golden masks, and the lost castle on Machu Picchu.

It is conceivable that the backwardness of the Indians is not natural.

Only now, this glorious civilization has been broken to the bones, and has been beaten back to the Stone Age by guns and gunpowder!

The road to the revival of the Indians is a long way to go.

……

Turtledove picked up a piece of charcoal and drew a map on the wall of his house.

Of course, it is not a map of equal scale, and his painting prowess can only allow him to take the abstract route.

"This is Monte Blanca!" The turtledove first drew a triangular pattern on the wall.

He thought for a moment and drew another long line to the left of the triangular pattern.

"To the left of the line is the Pacific Ocean and to the right is Mount Rocky! Where we are now, right here! The turtledove pointed to the triangle.

"Rio Grande! Pex's River! Colorado River! He drew three meandering curves in succession, representing the three major rivers.

The parrots, greyhounds, four-legged snakes, etc., in the house, were all at a loss.

A few guys sitting at the back of the room had already dozed off at this moment.

"El Paso! Chihuahua! Houston! "The turtledove drew three circles. After thinking about it, I felt that the three circles were too close together, but the charcoal pen had already been drawn on the wall and could not be erased.

But fortunately, these details don't matter at all.

The audience below is either dozing off or gossiping, pointing at his 'map'.

"What about Apache? Where is Apache? The parrot asked.

"Where are the Cherokees? Why are there no Cherokees? Peso asked.

"This circle isn't very round!" The frog volunteered to fix the flaws in the turtledove's painting.

Kadove knew that the meeting would be taken in another direction by these people.

But after all this time, he's used to fighting with a clever enemy and ten stupid companions at the same time.

So, with a stick, he smoked the parrot, the peso, and the frog. Tell them that if they mess around again, they will be stripped of their status as flag owners!

Then he called the dozing fellow at the end of the room, and gave him a stick, and told him that if anyone talked or moved again, he would whip him hard!

The guy was in his spirits at once, his eyes widened, and he carefully searched for everyone's faults.

At this time, the discipline of the meeting was completely rectified.

But the turtledove was speechless for a moment—he forgot where he had just spoken!

What an embarrassment!

Fifteen wasted no time in carrying a bucket and rag and handed the turtledove a bowl of water.

With the help of drinking water, Ikaruga decided to start talking again.

……

"The situation now goes like this:"

While holding the charcoal, the turtledove said to the crowd:

"The Keowa tribe is at war with the Lipan tribe," an extra 'X' symbol has been added to the map;

"The Mezcalero tribe is also at war with the Jicarilla tribe," adding another 'X' to the map;

"The Chirikawa tribe is at war with the Navajos," and there's another 'X' on the map;

Speaking of this, the turtledoves admired themselves a little that they could remember the names of so many tribes.

It was only as he spoke of war after war that the map on the wall, east of the Rio Grande, around Monte Blanca, was already full of 'X's large and small.

Even the turtledove himself has forgotten which 'X' represents which war.

And the most important thing, and what he wanted to say the most, was that the confrontation between the Raging Wind Tribe and a white army could not find a place to draw an 'X'.

……

"Chief, who are we going to fight?" Peso asked.

He immediately slapped that mental fellow!

But he only squeaked his teeth, still grinning at the turtledove.

"Hit whom?" Turtledoves are also angry!

He smashed the charcoal in his hand at the peso, "Can't you see that we're going to be beaten?" ”

Peso rubbed his head.

Without a haircut for at least three months, the peso's dandruff was flying all over the place.

"Who's going to hit us?" "Who dares to hit us?" "Who?"

There was a roar of rage in the room.

Yanba pulled up half of his sleeve and punched the wall in anger.

The smoker put away his cigarette gun and looked at the turtledove with blazing eyes—his mulberry had not yet reached the harvest time, and the corn had just been planted in the field!

"Alright, alright, don't make any noise! Don't make any noise! The turtledove roared.

"There's a white army, coming towards Mount Blanca!"

The turtledove drew a thick line on the map, crossed the countless stacked 'X's, and pointed straight to the '∆' symbol representing Mount Blanca!

……

White Army?

The room was so silent that you could hear the sound of Pingping's heartbeat.

The salt and smoke men, who were still in high spirits before, silently lowered their heads, pretending not to know anything.

The words 'white army' seem to have magic power.

In the East Asian War, a hundred years later, two Japanese soldiers with plaster flags could occupy a county town. And in the Sierra Madre, white soldiers can do much better than that.

They could even drive 80% of the tribes out of the Sierra Madre with a single letter.

For the remaining 15 percent, white soldiers only need to show their faces to settle down.

As for the last 5%, there is no need for white soldiers, and the Indians who have already converted will be ten times crazier than the whites to deal with them!

And now, there's a 'white army' coming in the direction of Monte Blanca?

How's that going to happen?!

"Come on, everyone is the Wolong and Phoenix Chick of my turtledove tribe, let's think of a way together, what should we do next?" Turtledove asked aloud.

These people certainly didn't understand what 'lying feathered serpent' and 'newborn turkey' meant, but that didn't stop them from frowning and beginning to meditate!

……

The situation of everyone in the room, the turtledove saw it.

Perhaps it would be better to be a one-word 'slave owner' chieftain, the tribesmen were used to having someone dictate to them.

But this meeting was specially held by Turtledove.

At this time, the tribe had just cleaned up the infamous Captain of the Big Tree, and the following was the most exciting to the blood.

It is advisable to win bravely and break the thief in your heart!