"Turtledove, Geronimo is here!" The parrot reminded again.

The turtledove raised his eyes and looked at the large cornfield of Indian warriors down the hillside.

The turtledove sat on a rock, surrounded by soldiers on the left and right.

The smell of blood is pungent.

The black blood stains were still wrapped around the soldiers, making them all look like they had just come out of a puddle of mud.

The turtledove hooked its finger down the mountain!

"Jeronimo, come up!"

……

Geroni Mole took the reins and stopped.

He stared in amazement at the mud soldier on the ridge - Jeronimo knew it wasn't mud, of course. It was the color of the thick blood that had dried up and solidified.

"Turtledove, are you okay?" Geronimo asked out loud.

……

"Jeronimo, why don't you come up?" Turtledove asked.

"Turtledove, there are too many rocks on the mountain, mine won't come soon!" Jerónimo said aloud. "Can you come down?"

"Jerónimo, what are you doing here?"

"I'm here to support you, Turtledove!" Geronimo replied aloud.

"Hahaha!" The turtledove laughed.

Jerónimo didn't know why he was laughing. The bee next to him tried to drive him up the mountain, but was blocked by Geronimo raising his hand.

Geronimo whispered, "Bee, don't move yet!" ”

"Why? It's so close! Bee looked at Jeronimo in bewilderment.

"I suspect there might be something wrong with the mountain!" Geronimo said, "Didn't you notice? He's tricking us into going up! ”

The bee's heart was stunned, and he hurriedly took two steps back.

Jeronimo was a brilliant chieftain, scheming, and thoughtful.

His tribe had been nearly wiped out since it had been raided and swept away by white armies on the plains.

It was Jeronimo, the young child, who single-handedly brought the Horde back from the borders of extinction.

With his extraordinary wisdom and means, he annexed the two tribes in the mountains and forests and gained a firm foothold in the mountains and forests.

Geronimo's judgment has always been right.

Even Bee and Falcon, the most powerful warriors in the tribe, were obedient to Geronimo and never questioned his orders.

It has been proven countless times that Jerónimo is always right!

……

"Ikardove, I brought my warriors to support you, won't you come down and shake my hand? Is that how you treat your friends? Geronimo said.

The turtledove suppressed his laughter and said to Jeronimo at the foot of the mountain:

"Jerónimo, listen to me!"

"If you had come with reinforcements yesterday morning, I, I, would have treated you as a brother in life and death, a dear flesh and blood! Don't say that if you come down the mountain and shake hands with you, you just want to cut a piece of meat from my turtledove, and my turtledove will never say anything! ”

"If you came over with reinforcements yesterday evening, I would be as grateful to you as a turtledove, treat you as an ally comrade-in-arms, and talk to you with all my heart!"

"Even if you came last night, my turtledove also accepted your love, from now on, in this Madre Mountain, there is a bite of my turtledove to eat, and you will definitely not be hungry!"

"But, Jerónimo! Now the battle is over! My warriors and I defeated the enemy, drank their blood, and ate their flesh. What do you want to do when you come here at this time? ”

"You think I've just been through a big battle, I'm tired, you can come and pick rakes and peaches, you want to clean up the battlefield, you want to come and take advantage of the situation, don't you?"

"You think I'm a turtledove and can be bullied, don't you?"

Turtledove sat on the rock and asked aloud to Geronimo below.

……

Jerónimo really didn't expect that the turtledove would directly confront him!

According to his previous observations, he thinks that turtledoves are not such people.

What kind of person is a turtle dove?

He quickly recalled it in his mind.

He's a fool.

That's right, confused!

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that Anderson is usurping his power and eroding his power. But the turtledove has never said a word, allowing Anderson to do whatever he wants.

The turtledove is supposed to be a weak person.

That's right, weakness!

The people of the turtledove tribe can talk and joke with their chiefs at will. There are a few little kids, and they even deliberately ran to the door of the turtledove to pee! But the turtledove never dared to punish them, he didn't even dare to be angry!

The turtledove is an incompetent person.

That's right, incompetence!

He can't see the situation clearly, and he is always prone to make the move of hitting a stone with an egg! Even Jerónimo himself has secretly had dealings with white people, although Jerónimo has a deep blood feud, but, anyone with a little brain, can see that the strength of white power is unstoppable!

But Turtledove, in Geronimo's intelligence, he has never been in contact with any white people. If the rumored Harrison Valley tragedy and the Buffalo Fair tragedy had anything to do with him, then he would have almost killed a white man on sight, leaving no way out for himself.

How dare such a person, in such a situation, go toe-for-tat with himself?

Isn't there any room for it?

Geronimo sat on his horse and writhed uneasily.

The image of the turtledove in my memory is being shattered little by little.

On the contrary, the turtledove in front of him occupied more and more of his mind.

Could it be that the turtledove is still a liar?

All the confusion, weakness and incompetence in the past were deliberately pretended by him?

……

"Jerónimo, why didn't you speak? Did I say yes? ”

The turtledove was unforgiving and continued to be aggressive.

"You never dare to fight with the strong, you only bully the weak! You have annexed two weak tribes in the mountains and forests, do you think I don't know? Scott slaughtered the Pétain tribe with white soldiers, and you escaped by pretending to be dead, do you think it's honorable? You have forgotten your blood feud and captured fugitive slaves for the whites, is this your way of revenge? ”

"Jeronimo! Why do you think that your group of people wielding wooden clubs and stone axes can beat my elite in a hundred battles? Look around you, there's the corpse of a white man from an infantry company lying down! Do you think you're stronger than them? Are your bows and arrows faster than the spears in my hands? ”

"Joke!"

The turtledove stood up.

The soldiers on both sides surrounded him, all looking at Geronimo below the mountain with unruly eyes.

The eyes that converged pressed on Jeronimo's body like a mountain.

"Jerónimo, I originally wanted you to come up to see me, but now, I regret it!"

The turtledove stopped in front of a jutting rock, one foot on it, elbows resting on knees to support its body.

"People like you, you need to be punished!"

"You have too many crown feathers on your head, how can you have more crown feathers than me?"

"Take it off yourself!"

"From now on, you're only allowed to wear three crown feathers, understand?"