"Huya!"

"Huya!"

"Huya!"

……

This night in the Brak Mountains, full of uniform hustle and bustle.

When night falls, bonfires rise on the plains below.

But soon, as the red molten steel of the ironworks poured out, the red sparks splattered into the sky, and the dark and dreary canopy above the factory was also rendered golden!

People thought of the steel mill as a new fire, singing and dancing around it.

Turtledove wanted to generously give wine and food, but he didn't have such things, so he had to pretend that he didn't know anything.

Fortunately, the simple tribal men did not have the consciousness to fight the autumn wind, and in their hearts, the "soldier salary" did not exist.

You can still get paid for war, where is there such a good thing in the world? Didn't they all bring their own pots and pans with them?

Correspondingly, if they were to take out all the seizures they had during the war, they would also ask with confidence: All the seizures must be returned to the public, where is there such a reason in the world? Isn't it all except for honoring the chief, and the rest is all their own?

But that's tomorrow, or even next year.

The Indians only have today, there is no tomorrow!

The Indians have only this year, not next year!

Want to drink?

The water of the Yellowstone River with white flowers, you can drink it to your heart's content by jumping down!

Craving meat?

Two-legged, four-legged, eight-legged ...... on the Great Plains It's all meat!

On such a night when no white people dared to disturb them, just dancing and singing around the fire was enough to get everyone drunk!

This night in White Rock City was full of absurd truths and hypocritical truths.

Rust, steam, and the unseen system are outlining their new home, and for the first time they have forgotten their tribe and, like all other people, proud of their yellow-skinned and black-haired creatures!

For the first time, the steel, the gunpowder, and their own flesh and blood were in their own hands, and they cared for them as holy fires, surrounded in the center!

Sing!

Jump!

Squandering the time they already have left!

Like an old man who was already terminally ill, he came to the tavern that he had been familiar with when he was young, and took out the last bill used to buy a coffin, and stuffed it into the young girl's majestic mountain in style.

"Go, give me some wine!"

Lord, when you were young...... He also rode a bison to chase the wind for 8,000 miles, and played a wooden flute to watch for 3,000 years!

These thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, the master has stepped on ......!

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After this alliance meeting, it was not like the first alliance meeting, the people dispersed after the meeting, and in the end only an empty White Rock City was left!

After this alliance meeting, a large number of organizations chose a location on the mountain and took root.

Sitting Ox, Little Crow, Onehorn, Red Hat, and the others left with their men and horses, and they had to complete the next task of integrating the Sioux into five tribes.

There may be wars, and there may be all kinds of open and covert fights, but the general trend is such that no one can reverse it.

After they left, White Rock City became even more lively.

The people who are mining are like hard-working ants, carrying the ore from the far side of the mountain, carrying baskets and baskets;

The charcoal-burning crowd lit an entire mountain on the other side of the river into a flickering torch, competing with the blazing sun during the day and the ironworks at night.

The first machine shop was built in three days, and people were excited to see that a rotating knife took less than three minutes to turn a piece of wood into a round bead. The earth-shattering cheers made even the turtledove put down his work and ran over to watch the excitement.

To the east of White Rock City, wildfires rag across the grasslands. If the soil is softened by another heavy rain, the fields will be reclaimed for crops.

A savage momentum is spreading around White Rock City!

Some craftsmen made a 2-ton grenade, and they were interested

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Turtledoves are invited to visit......

Someone in the Secretariat suggested that the Mississippi River should not be dug up and the white people downstream would die of thirst......

The crescent of the intelligence service was also not doing its job properly, and submitted a "Population Intensive Breeding Plan......

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It was in such a strange and hideous, savage and desolate atmosphere that White Rock City welcomed a new negotiating mission sent by Fremont -

However, the turtledove did not let them into the city in the first place.

Because there was an old friend, after being hung from a tree for a day and a night, he unfortunately fell into a cave and survived for two weeks with his own urine, and was finally rescued by the soldiers of the Shulotel Legion passing by.

Beaver!

At first, no one noticed anything special about the guy he had picked up from the cave, he was like an ordinary Sioux miner, with a thin face and ragged clothes, and because of his long-term hunger, he was weak to speak, as if he had suffered from life and had lost hope in life.

He almost got past it.

The problem was when the population was registered, and he said he was a Sioux man.

The staff in charge of the population registration immediately changed their faces and arrested him as a spy.

After some torture, the beaver couldn't bear it anymore and finally admitted that he had panicked.

He thought it was strange and asked the staff member, "Why do you insist that I'm not Sioux?" Is it because I don't look like it? ”

"No, you look alike, just like us Sioux!"

"Is that my accent wrong?"

"No, you speak with the exact same accent as us Sioux, and you pronounce it like a native of the Monkwakanton tribe!"

"Is there any habit I have exposed? Drink? Dine? Or is it the wrong way to walk? ”

"No, you drink water and eat the same way as the Monchwacantons. As for walking, all lame people in the world walk the same. ”

"What the hell is it that makes you think I'm not a Sioux person?"

The staff member smiled strangely and said, "Because of us Sioux, no one is going to spin backwards!" ”

The beaver was dumbfounded.

I touched my hair that I had to cut short because of the treatment, and I had to admit sadly that there were some physical features that I really couldn't imitate.

"Alright! All right! I thought it was ridiculous enough to distinguish people by skin color, but I didn't expect that there were also people who were separated by whether they had an inverted spin on their heads! ”

"You say this as if I'm discriminating against you, even if you're black or Sambo, I don't think you're bad. But you are not young at this age, why do you want to be a spy? Phew! ”

The census taker spat in the beaver's face, but the beaver didn't bother with it, but said, "Well, I confess, my name is Beaver, and I'm an Apache." Take me to the turtledove, I know him! ”

"There are many people who know turtledoves!" The census taker said dismissively: "The question is whether he knows you or not!" ”

"Why don't you just ask?"

"You're really shameless! Honestly, what is the purpose of your visit to White Rock City? Who sent you? Where are your accomplices? ”

"Dude, if I were really a spy, would I let myself fall into that pit? I haven't eaten for two weeks, and if someone hadn't found out and picked it up, I'm afraid that no one would have known if I had died there, have you ever seen such a miserable spy? ”

"Who knows?" The census taker didn't believe the beaver's words at all, "What if you're that stupid?" ”

This unintentional remark of the census enumerator made the beaver break through his defense, and he did not speak for a long time.

He thought back on his life and felt that there was a possibility why he had come to this point...... In fact, everyone else is smart, only you are really stupid?

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