Chapter 47: Tears of the Indians
"Parrot, you are the most well-informed, tell me about it!" Turtledove said.
The parrot waved his hand in a panic, "I can't do it, I can't do it, I don't know ......"
"If you want to say it, you can say it!" The turtledove roared at him.
The parrot was frightened, and Yinwei, who was photographed by the turtledove, muttered: "If you go north, I'm afraid you're going to meet the Shoshone people......"
His voice was quiet enough that the room was so quiet that everyone could hear him.
"The Shoshone people are nothing!" Yanba said, "They can't beat us!" β
God knows where the courage of the salt came, and when he did not say a word in the face of the white army, he heard that he was going to fight the Shoshone, but he began to feel confident again.
"But how do we get there?" The frog continued the conversation and asked another question. "We only have sixteen horses in total, and we have to climb so many mountains and cross the Grand Canyon, how can we get through?"
"Walk the Great Plains!" The four-legged snake said, "We can't go over the mountain with so many belongings!" β
The turtledove tribe has settled here for almost half a year, and a lot of chickens and dogs have been purchased. According to the habit of the Indians, they were eager to take away all the bark from the roof.
It is indeed not easy to migrate.
"But if you go to the Great Plains, you'll meet the Apaches!" Greyhound shook his head, feeling that the plan to go to the Great Plains was also extremely inappropriate.
Now, the Apache have become synonymous with 'villains'.
They roam the Great Plains in droves, robbing all the teams they can! They were mad and cold, hungry, and red-eyed.
The turtledove tribe wants to pass under their noses, and it is as dangerous as a child trying to pass through a pack of wolves.
Captain Big Tree's tribe is considered to be strong, but under the successive bites, it can't hold it up, and it is killed. Only then did he come to the turtledove tribe and wanted to get back a mouthful of blood.
- Captain Big Tree probably didn't expect that the turtledove tribe, a wandering tribe that was driven into the mountains, would be so dangerous!
"What then?" The parrot asked anxiously.
He was the first to propose to move north, but he couldn't solve a bunch of problems that others had raised.
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"How's it going south?" Greyhound offers to.
If you go south, cross the Rio Grande and you will enter the territory of Mexico.
Speaking of which, Mexico is still the prestige of the Indians!
The Aztec Empire was founded here more than 300 years ago.
Just a few decades ago, it was under the jurisdiction of the Spanish Doge. Later, Mexico became independent, establishing a state governed by both Indians and whites.
In theory, Mexico should protect the Indians from -
"No, no, no!" Giant hard and peso hurriedly waved their hands. "I'd rather die at the hands of white people than go to Mexico!"
The faces of the people darkened, and they could not speak.
The massacre of the Indians by the Mexicans was even worse than that of the Americans.
Although they are both Indians, they consider themselves noble Latins of white blood to be different from these dirt buns.
If whites would peel the scalps of the Indians, then the Latins would peel the skins and sprinkle salt at the same time.
Moreover, Mexico at this time is recognized as a purgatory on earth!
Don't say that the Indians, even the whites are also worried here.
Basically, there are dozens of coups d'Γ©tat every year, and all the members of parliament are sharpshooters, and behind every bill made of paper, there are at least a few thousand lead bullets in ambush!
President Santa Ana can't fight a foreign war, but a civil war is a good hand, bloody and terrifying, hideous and bottomless.
On the streets of Mexico City, there are always carcasses torn apart by wild dogs.
I also know with my ass that if the turtledove tribe migrates to Mexico, such a rootless foreigner is afraid that it will soon die without a body.
Even if their chief claimed to be Juarez's cousin!
In Mexico, if you have money and a gun, you are his cousin, and if you don't have money and a gun, you are your cousin!
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To the east is the sea!
To the west is Texas!
The crowd talked for a long time, and finally reached an agreement.
Northward!
After all, the Shoshone in the north are a little easier to bully than the vicious Mexicans and the murderous white armies.
Everyone recognizes themselves to open up with it!
The parrot was glad that his proposal had been accepted by everyone and began to discuss the details of the migration with everyone.
Horses, of course, were one for each of the banner owners, and the chieftain must have them as well.
Everyone's belongings can be brought with them, and while summer has not yet arrived and there is not much rain, hurry up.
The smoke man was very distressed that his big mulberry, which had grown more than two feet tall, but under the persuasion of everyone, he had to give up.
The corn in the field has just been planted, and it can be dug out again and taken away!
Now there is only one question left:
The road to the north is unfamiliar to everyone, and someone needs to lead the way.
Everybody's eyes were on fifteen dollars!
This short man with a bucket was silently wiping a broken pottery bowl with the rag in his hand - the bowl of the turtledove chief's royal family!
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The turtledove didn't speak, listening to everyone's gossip discussion.
By the time the room was quiet again, it was getting dark!
The meeting lasted from noon to evening.
"Done talking?" Turtledove asked.
"Well, that's it!" The parrot proudly reported: "Everyone has unanimously decided that we will start migrating north tomorrow!" β
"Migration?"
"Yes!" The parrot replied, "The route of migration is to go through the mountains, not to the plains!" Bring everything that the tribe can bring, and the speed must be fast, otherwise when the rainy season comes, the flood will block the Grand Canyon, and we will not be able to get through! β
"Well, that's good! Very well discussed! Turtledove asked the smoke man, "Smoke man, don't you want your big sang?" β
The cigarette man shook his head bitterly.
"Yanba, don't you want your salt cave?"
Yanba sighed.
"Four-legged snake, aren't you still planning to build a house that doesn't leak?"
The four-legged snake opened its mouth and lowered its head.
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"That's what you discussed?" Turtledove asked.
His voice was not loud.
But the more this happened, the more silent everyone became.
Everyone knows that when a turtledove yells, it's not that scary.
But when the turtledove began to ask rhetorically in a soft voice, it was really angry.
"Madara...... Turtle dove? The parrot was pushed out of the crowd and staggered and almost fell over. He simply knelt down in front of the turtledove at once, raised his head, and tried to smile flatteringly.
"Madara...... Turtle dove? I...... Is it wrong again? Hey? The parrot asked.
The turtledove does not speak.
"Turtledove, if we do something wrong, you will beat us, right? Good no good? The parrot panicked.
He turned his gaze to the spiritual guy with the stick, and motioned for him to hurry up and get himself a stick.
But the spirit boy was also a little frightened, holding a stick in his hand, and looked at the turtledove at a loss.
"Turtledove, hit me! Hit me! The parrot was so anxious that he almost cried, and he pulled the stick and swung it at himself with all his might.
But the turtledove turned around and didn't even look at him.
Everyone could feel the disappointment of the turtledove towards them.
This frightened the parrot.
"Turtledove, don't stop talking, turtledove!" The parrot burst into tears.
"My horses are for you, my sands are for you, my wife and children are for you, my guns are for you, okay, turtledove? Don't stop talking, turtledove! β
"Don't be angry, turtledove!"
"I beg you, turtledove!"