The two-ton grenade, abandoned in the wilderness, like a huge sculpture, became a strange scenery in this savage wilderness.

Several white men surrounded it, their faces both confused and curious.

The white representative who had first come to White Rock to negotiate with Scalp had been called back by Fremont, and he had wasted his time talking to White Rock for two weeks without coming up with anything.

This time, Fremont sent a team of five professional negotiators in the hope of quickly reaching a peace agreement with Ikarugya.

As soon as they arrived at the foot of White Rock Castle, they saw the tall grenade sculpture.

"Oh God! Look at these Indians, what kind of G8 thing have come up? Armstrong, the head of the negotiating team, said with a smile.

He reached out and touched the body of the sculpture, felt the coldness in his hand, and clasped it with his fingernails, and saw that it was not a stone. His face changed slightly.

"They're wrapped in a layer of iron on the outside?" Armstrong asked, confused.

"This is really rough workmanship!" Another companion said disdainfully, "Look at the smoothness, no, it's not smooth!" And it's not perfect, and I'm sure our sculptor would be in jail if our sculptor did it! ”

"Haha, come on, Crick! What art do you expect them to know? The fact that I didn't have a stone axe here was enough to surprise me! ”

"For these savages, the grenade is probably the most powerful weapon they've ever seen! This is a typical cult of power – you know, Anelka, in faraway India, do you know what the savages worship there? Haha, they worship Y Gu! ”

"What? What did you say? Y-tool? ”

"That's right! There are Y tools everywhere in the houses and squares, haha! If you don't have any money with you when you're shopping on the street, if the person happens to be a woman, you can take that item for free—"

"Alright, Creek!" Armstrong, the commander of the regiment, said dissatisfiedly: "Your service experience in the Indian Legion is not a glorious thing, there is no need to go around telling these strange things, we are here to negotiate!" ”

Crick shrugged, "Okay, boss, but what I said is true...... Ha ha! ”

The arquebus was a bit high, and Crick had to stand on tiptoe to reach it.

"You're disgusting, Crick!" Armstrong said disgustedly.

"Hahaha!" Everyone laughed.

Only the other guy asked suspiciously, "Is it possible to ......?"

"Hahaha!" This time, the laughter was even louder.

The translator they brought with them was a Smith from the Wapton tribe, and he laughed so loudly that he almost lost his breath.

He spread his hands exaggeratedly and said, "Mr. Clark...... It's simply ...... It's what I've heard...... The funniest joke ever! These hordes of savages...... Can't even build a gun, hahaha! ”

Although—

There was once a grenade in Koohtmok, and there was a large grenade in front of it!

But—

Smith, from the Wapton tribe, was even less convinced than his white friends that his fellow Indians could make a grenade!

It will be at least a few hundred years before they want to catch up with the train of 'civilization'!

……

While the white negotiators were admiring the 'art' in the square, the turtledove came to the beaver.

Looking at the guy wrapped like a mummy, Ikaruga couldn't help but laugh.

"Beaver, beaver, I seem to make yourself miserable every time I see you?"

The mummy let out a long, depressed sigh.

"Alas!"

The turtledove sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the beaver's shortened left leg. It took a lot of thought before I told a joke that was not so funny.

"It's okay, you can save a shoe in the future!"

The mummy let out another long sigh.

"Alas!"

"It's alright, beaver!" Turtledove hurriedly said: "It doesn't matter if your body is disabled, what you are most proud of is that you have a smart mind!" In the future, I will give you a wheelchair, as long as you are willing to work hard, you can fight for the cause of our Indians in a wheelchair! ”

"Alas!" The mummy's sigh was extraordinarily long, as if he had vomited all his life's sullenness.

"Turtledove, do you really think I'm smart?" The mummy asked in a hoarse voice.

"Of course, beaver! You're the smartest person I've ever met! ”

The mummy fell silent, and after a long time he said, "But I think I'm so stupid!" ”

"No, how could it be—"

The mummy shook his head and said slowly: "I used to naively think that I could get along in the white world, which was the greatest support for Victorio!" But it was not until the moment I died that I realized that my prosperity was of no benefit to him, and that the supplies I sent to him were like a roll of bandages for a sick man with tuberculosis, and that there was no point at all! ”

"And the reason why I'm thriving in the white world has nothing to do with whether I'm smart or not. It's not that I'm supplying the Resistance, on the contrary, it's the presence of the Resistance that supplies me - I seem to be supporting the Resistance, but I'm actually hurting it, and people will only think that there is a way out like me besides the Resistance—Victorio's death, why isn't Victorio a murderer? ”

"Alas!"

Hearing this long sigh, Turtledove didn't know how to comfort him.

- Let the beaver want to drive a little, Victor is dead anyway?

- Or tell the beaver, it's okay, some of the traitors have gone too far than you, and you don't have to blame yourself?

Some people need the comfort of a lie, but for others, the lie is nothing more than a second hurt to him.

Just as the turtledove pondered how to comfort the depressed patient, she heard the mummy sobbing in a low voice.

"Turtledove!"

The mummy sobbed silently and said, "I thought I could give everything, sacrifice everything, even my life, for the rebels!" ”

"But when I was really determined to die, I realized that I was just a coward! It's a piece of rubbish! ”

"I'm afraid it hurts!"

"I'm afraid of death!"

"I'm afraid of being lonely!"

"I'm afraid of the dark!"

"When I was hanging alone on a tree branch, I was so terrified that I even made a wish to all the gods, including their gods, that I could do whatever I could do as long as it allowed me to survive!"

"When I was trapped in a cave, surrounded by loneliness, darkness and cold, you know, what scared me the most was not hunger and thirst, but the loneliness of the whole world that was left alone!"

"Turtledove!"

"I just want to be an ordinary person, riding horses, chopping wood, carrying water, growing vegetables......"

"I don't want to do anything anymore! I'm just a useless waste, if you pity me, let me be an ordinary person, let me live in peace and ordinary......"

"I want to be a wild man, to be a free wild man......"