"Mr. Grandi, what do we do now?"

Mirabeau, who saw the tribal soldiers approaching their location. Plenkovich asked Captain Grandi as he stared at the Horde soldiers to prevent them from a surprise attack.

"Wait!" Captain Grandi calmly replied to Mirabeau. Plenkovich said.

"Yes!"

Mirabeau. Plenkovic said no more, and stood still and waited.

Soon, the tribal soldiers fought with Mirabeau. Plenkovic and others were less than 50 meters away.

At such a distance, both sides were able to inflict damage on each other, and the scene seemed to be at a stalemate.

After a while, a gray-haired old man appeared from the fence on crutches and walked slowly behind the tribal soldiers, who hurried to make way for the old man.

The old man walked to the front row, looked at Captain Grandy with a slightly cloudy gaze, and then asked Captain Grandy in half-baked French, "Honorable guest, are you raising your guns to kill us all?" ”

Captain Grandi's face was also surprised, and he hurriedly replied in French: "Your Excellency, we are only doing this in self-defense!" Your tribal soldiers are too dangerous! ”

"Danger!" The old chief sneered at the corner of his mouth and replied to Captain Grandi: "Distinguished guest, I really can't understand that a group armed with the most advanced rifles would think that a group of people armed with spears are dangerous.

If you think our spears are dangerous, we are willing to trade them for your guns. ”

"Your Excellency, by danger I mean that the spears in the hands of the soldiers of your tribe can inflict damage on me and my teammates, and the danger does not depend on the advanced weapons!" Captain Grandy quibbled.

"Sir, since you think our weapons are dangerous, please leave quickly!" The old chief said to Captain Grandi with a straight face.

"That's not going to work!" Captain Grandy shook his head, and the old chief replied, "I'm also ordered to contact you!" ”

"On orders? By whose orders! The old chief was stunned for a few seconds, then asked Captain Grandi.

"I have come to contact you on the orders of the Governor of Gabon!" Captain Grandy replied to the old chief.

"Governor of Gabon?" The old chief thought for a moment, then said to Captain Grandy with a wary face: "We don't know any Governor of Gabon!" ”

"Your Excellency, it doesn't matter if you don't know the Governor, but you must let the Governor know you!" Captain Grandy said to the old chief in a slightly domineering tone.

"Why?" The old chief asked rhetorically, and his tone was not lacking in a hint of unkindness: "Why should I let the governor of Gabon know me!" ”

"Because the territory where you now live is under the jurisdiction of the Governor of Gabon!" Captain Grandy replied to the old chief, "Since it is the jurisdiction of the Governor, then you must let the Governor know you!" ”

The old chieftain had a look of shock on his face when he heard Captain Grandi's words, and he did not know when the land where his ancestors had lived for generations became the jurisdiction of the so-called governor of Gabon.

So, the old chief couldn't help but ask Captain Grandi in a loud voice: "We Ntuaya have lived in this land for generations, why don't we know that this has become the territory of the governor of Gabon!" ”

"Don't you know now?" Captain Grandi replied to the old chief with a serious face: "Not only will you become the territory under the direct jurisdiction of the Gabonese Governor's Palace, but all the tribes around you will become the territory directly under the Gabonese Governor's Palace!" ”

"You people have taken over the coast, and now you're going to take it again! If you are insatiable, are you not afraid that God will punish you? The old chief shouted at Captain Grandi.

Although the surrounding tribal soldiers couldn't understand what their own chief was saying, after seeing the chief's expression, their dark faces also showed indignant expressions.

Several of the tribal soldiers even said something to the old chief, who also reprimanded him, and then pointed at Mirabeau. Rifle in the hands of Plenkovich.

The tribal soldier glanced at the rifle with a hint of trepidation before falling silent.

After teaching his tribal soldiers a lesson, the old chief looked at Captain Grandi again.

Captain Grandy spoke again, and said the old chief in a eloquent voice, "Your Excellency, the reason why our Excellency the Governor has brought you under his jurisdiction is also to follow God's will!"

The advanced nations have the obligation to educate the backward nations so that the backward nations can shake off their ignorance and move toward civilization! ”

Grandi paused, then said, "Your Excellency, it seems to me that you and your tribe are in need of a baptism of civilization!" ”

"Nope! We don't need it! The old chieftain, who had known a little about the European colonizers in his early years, did not believe what they called baptism, and he replied to Captain Grandy with a shake of his head.

"Mr. Chief! Since you also know some French, then I think you do!

What a gap there is between your tribe and ours, I can tell you that Your Excellency the Doge has decided to expand inland at all costs!

Any tribe that refuses to cooperate will be dealt the hardest blow! "Captain Grandy bluntly threatened the tribal soldiers with war, and he was sure that the old chief would never go to war with them directly.

Because the more people know Europe, the more clear they are about the difference in power between the two sides.

"You...... You ......," the old chief pointed at Captain Grandy with a trembling finger.

"Mr. Chief, refuse or cooperate! It's all up to you! Captain Grandy then replied to the old chief, "But I can tell you something! If you don't, then that's not all there is to the next person who arrives in your tribe!

Rather, multiply by 20, or even 30 on the existing basis!

When the time comes, hopefully your tribe will be able to hold out under the iron heel of the army! ”

After listening to Captain Grandi's speech, the old chief immediately leaned back, and the surrounding tribal soldiers hurriedly supported the old chief's back to prevent him from falling.

A small group of strong-blooded tribal soldiers couldn't help but rush directly at Captain Grandi after seeing the old chief suffer this catastrophe.

Looking at the approaching tribal soldiers, Captain Grandy understood that this battle was inevitable, and he sighed to Mirabeau. Plenkovich gave the order: "Shoot!" ”

Mirabeau. Plenkovich and the others quickly pulled the trigger, and the tribal soldiers who rushed to the front were instantly killed by the rifles.

The tribal soldiers, who had not yet rushed forward, were blinded by anger after seeing several of their companions fall to the ground, and they also clenched their spears and tried to head towards Mirabeau. Plenkovich's side rushed.

Mirabeau. Plenkovich quickly pulled the chamber of the gun and put in a paper cartridge again, ready to load.

At this moment, the old chief ordered all the soldiers of the tribe to stop in tribal language.

The charging tribal soldiers stopped where they were, after the order of the old chief of the street, and they turned their heads and asked the old chief aloud why they didn't let them bless their companions.

With tears in his eyes, the old chief said to the tribal soldiers that he didn't want to see the entire tribe razed to the ground by them!

Only then did the tribal soldiers calm down, and they slowly retreated to the old chief's side.

Captain Grandy shrugged his shoulders and said to the old chief, "Mr. Chief, I think it was an unpleasant accident just now, what do you think?" ”

"That's what I thought, too!" The old chief replied to Captain Grandy with a bitter smile on his lips.

"In order to compensate for the accident caused by us, we are willing to pay a certain amount of compensation to the soldiers who died!" Captain Grandy said again to the old chief.

"Thank you very much!" The old chief politely thanked him.

Captain Grandy then ordered his men to hand over the documents that had already been prepared to the old chief.

"What is this?" The old chief looked at the paper in his hand with a puzzled expression, although he could speak some French, he could not write.

I can't understand the agreement in the legal text.

"About our compensation for your tribe! Mr. Chief, all you need to do is press the blood mark with your finger! Grandy said lightly to the old chief.

Perhaps because the old chief knew that he had no way to resist the power, the old chief directly slashed his thumb with a knife, and then pressed the blood mark hard.

"That's it!" The old chief handed the agreement back to Captain Grandi.

Captain Grandi nodded with satisfaction and said to the old chief, "Your tribal territory will be under the direct jurisdiction of the Gabonese Governor's Office from now on, and it will be protected by the Gabonese Governor's Palace......

After listening to Captain Grandy's tirade, the old chief understood one thing, they now had an extra "big chief" on their heads.

"Who will you help if our tribe goes to war with a tribe that has not signed an agreement with you!" The old chief asked Captain Grandi.

"Does that need to be said? On your side, of course! Captain Grandy replied without thinking.

"Good! I hope you'll be able to deliver on your promises now! The old chief said to Captain Grandy with a sly smile on his lips.

Captain Grandi's expression froze, he really didn't expect that he would one day be the indigenous general of the tribe.

Now that the old chief had been promised, Grandi had to ask them what help they needed.

The old chief told Captain Grandy that there was a rival more than ten kilometers away from their tribe, and that they wanted to annex them with the help of Captain Grandi.

In order for Grandy to willingly help them, the old chief also expressed his willingness to surrender the land and population of the rival tribe to France after the occupation of the rival tribe.

"This ......"

Captain Grandi hesitated for a moment, then turned his gaze to Mirabeau. Plenkovich.

Of their troops, only Mirabeau. The more than 30 people led by Plenkovich are the real soldiers.

"What do you think, Major Mirabeau?" Captain Grandi asked Mirabeau. Plenkovich said.

Mirabeau. Plenkovich also pondered for a moment, and then asked the old chief, "Are their weapons also spears?" ”

The old chief hurriedly stated that the weapons of the rival tribes were mainly spears, and there were several old rifles as auxiliaries.

"On behalf of the Governor's Palace of Gabon, I grant your request!" Mirabeau. Plenkovich said solemnly to the old chief.

A smile immediately appeared on the old chief's face, and he suddenly felt that having a "big chief" on his head was not a bad thing, but it was just a pity for those dead children.

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Chapter 866: If you fall behind, you will be beaten