"Huya!"

"Huya!"

"Huya!"

……

Although Turtledove was only a halfway orator, he worked in politics, military, culture, economics, and women's work purely out of necessity, and his best skill was to make screws with his bare hands when the torsion gun was broken, but after coming into the world and becoming a dishonorable Indian, he learned a lot without a teacher.

For example, lies and deception, agitation and encouragement......

He never said that what he dreamed of was Quetzalcoatl, but he knew that there would be many rumors circulating that it was Quetzalcoatl that he dreamed of!

This works much better than if he said it himself – that's the art of lying.

He never said that he was the rightful leader of the Indians, but when people remembered the sword he had received from Quetzalcoatl, which represented justice, fairness, and light, his position as a leader was unshakable!

It's even more effective than the black flag on the top of Mount Braque.

The torrent that he set off was actually just a trickle at first. From the time he was still in the woods of the Sierra Madre, the trickle had already flowed.

He was fiddling with it, and it was changing him.

When he first came into the world, he was a desperate, ignorant, desperate Indian.

By the time he left the Madre Forest, he had become a ruthless, bloody, hypocritical and cunning villain.

And now, he is a politician who stands for justice and light!

……

"Huya!"

"Huya!"

"Huya!"

The cries in the hall reached the outside of the hall, and thunderous roars rang out from the top and bottom of the mountain.

The voice echoed back into the door, sounding like muffled thunder in the distant sky.

Turtledove raised his hand, signaling for everyone in the hall to be quiet.

The crowd fell silent, and in the midst of the muffled BGM like thunder on the horizon, Turtledove spoke:

"I will be your leader, the commander-in-chief of the Resistance Alliance! I will lead you to victory and fight for our land, our wealth, and our freedom for all Indians! ”

"At this time, I will make the following deployment!"

"I will appoint four priests for wisdom, judgment, war, and peace!"

……

"Sequoia, you are the elder of the Cherokees, the wise man of the Great Plains, and the last remaining Indian scholar on this land! I have entrusted you with the duties of a wise priest, and you have been responsible for awakening our sleeping people, whether they are poor or rich, stupid or wise, sick or healthy, and you will be responsible for educating them until the end of their lives! ”

"Sekoya, can you do it?"

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When the turtledove called out his name, the crowd automatically split a way, revealing the gray-haired old man to the turtledove's sight.

He stepped forward tremblingly, his cane making a lonely, dull "tuk-tuk" sound on the ground.

As everyone watched with bated breath, he came to the turtledove.

"Turtledove—" He looked up at the great chief who shone in the eyes of everyone on the steps.

"Is it true that all Indians, whether he is a Cherokee or an Apache, a Sioux or a Cheyenne, no matter where he comes from, whether he is poor or rich, whether he is stupid or smart, whether he is sick or healthy, they have the same opportunity to be educated?"

Ikaruga has already said this once. But what the turtledove said was Sequoia's duty;

And what Sequoia was asking about was the power of the Indians.

The content is the same, but the meaning is different.

The turtledove heard what Sekoya meant, so he replied without hesitation:

"Yes, Sekoya! As long as it's an Indian, as long as he looks like us

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skin and eyes, then he has the same opportunity to receive an education as we do! ”

"Dear turtledove! Thank you for your kindness and kindness! Sekoya held on to his staff and slowly knelt down towards the turtledove. But still with his head up, he asked:

"If I want all the Indians to speak the same language, write the same language, and follow the same manners, do you agree?"

……

The turtledove was stunned for a moment, it was not that he was hesitating, but this surprise that caught him off guard, so that he didn't know how to respond.

Among the many problems that have plagued him for a long time, the most headache for him is not the betrayal of the white army, or his own people!

Powerful enemies can be defeated, and treacherous traitors can be cleaned up!

But what if the Indians themselves don't identify themselves as Indians?

At present, under the great oppression of the white people, people of various tribes have to gather together to keep warm. But that doesn't mean they've identified with each other.

Once the situation eases even slightly, it immediately collapses.

During the distant Warring States Period of the Eastern Continent, the Qin State in the west was dominant, and it had the intention of annexing the Eight Desolations and encompassing the four seas. Once the eastern state of Qin came out of the Han Valley, the six kingdoms were "united" as one; But as soon as the Qin State retreated, the Six Kingdoms immediately fought among themselves.

At this time, the Indian tribes were more fragmented than the Six Kingdoms.

The white army fought in the south and the north on this land, fought in the east and west, killed people and killed people, and the bones were full of bones! Those large and small Indian tribes don't say that they are in the same breath, and if they can not fall into the well, it can be regarded as righteousness, and "driving for the king" is just a basic exercise.

The root cause of this lies in the fact that the people's wisdom has not woken up!

……

They may not have been born with chaos, they also had a splendid civilization.

It's just that this catastrophe, which has lasted for 300 years, is like a sudden blow to the back of a person's head, and this handsome young man has been beaten into a fool!

Civilization was cut off by the waist - every Indian, from the time they were born, was constantly told: "All you Indians are savages......

Whenever the occasional excavation of jade and iron artifacts baffled these "wild men" and felt that their race did not seem to be so "wild men", there were always white people rushing over and saying, "What? Where is the jade? Where is there any civilization? ”

Accompanied by the white man's inquiry, the jade and iron objects fell to the ground and shattered!

"Haha! You savages, with a bunch of gadgets, want to distort history! ”

The white man would not care to step on the shattered jade and iron objects, teaching the "savages" to be honest, to be kind, and to revere science.

Then don't forget to popularize it to the savages, how to identify a 10,000-year-old bamboo basket. Note 1***

And, although the pottery shards say "Jim is here", it doesn't matter, what's the big deal with a few simplified Chinese characters written on the 1600-year-old artifacts - that's how we Anglo-Saxons hang! Note 2***

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