On the 15th day of the middle of September in the third year of Daming Ankang, November 3, 1808 in the Western calendar.

The rainy season in the Great Plains of Central Mexico has finally ended, and the probability of daily rain has been reduced to less than 50%.

Lucia's petty nobleman, Mikhail Yinvanov, with two craftsmen surveying the terrain, several Lucian subordinates, and dozens of Moren slaves, reversed the direction of advance and exploration.

From the northern wilderness, which is closer to the desert, to the more humid areas to the southeast.

This place is almost at the junction of the three countries of Sudan, Chad, and Central Africa in later generations.

Yovanov knows that a humid place is a good place, but the rainy season in the savannah is not a good time to travel.

However, Emperor Lucia, as well as Lucia's explorers and pioneers, including Yin Wanov, did not want to waste a rainy season waiting.

The League of Nations gave Lucia the colony of Mozhou, the inland border was not drawn, and the eastern border was not drawn.

In other words, as much as you can explore and control as much as you can go inland, you can have as much as you want.

The premise is that it cannot exceed the sphere of influence of the Ming Dynasty, that is, the straight line that runs through the north and south of Mozhou painted by Zhu Jingyuan.

That line is the meridian of ninety-one degrees west longitude.

The prime meridian of this world, that is, the zero degree meridian, is on the middle line of the Fengtian Temple in the Forbidden City of the Ming Dynasty.

The current west longitude is 91 degrees, which is about more than 24 degrees and 40 seconds east longitude in Jingyuan's previous life.

The border between Egypt and Libya is slightly more than seventy or eighty kilometers to the west.

The Lucian people's natural idea was to quickly take possession of all the lands west of the line.

The eastern borders of the colonies of Lucia and other countries were not clarified, and the Ming Dynasty was not forbidden to expand in these areas.

However, there is too much land east of the 91st parallel that Da Ming himself has assigned, and it is estimated that there is no chance to open up land here.

But Lucia instinctively wanted to finish eating the land before she could feel at ease.

Moreover, the League of Nations also provided for a five-year examination of the ability of countries to rule.

It's not just a sign that is over, you have to colonize, garrison, and control the local natives.

Now halfway through the first five-year cycle.

This year it is necessary to take full control of the west of the 91st parallel, and then carry out two years of reclamation, and strive to pass the expedition in two and a half years.

Yin Wanov and two craftsmen, dressed in loose undershirts and huge wide-brimmed straw hats, rode horses on the steppe.

The climate on the tropical plateau is not particularly hot, with a maximum temperature of 289 degrees, but the sun is particularly strong in the dry season.

Lucia itself is a place with less sunlight, which makes Lucia's skin exceptionally pale.

After two years of wandering around the steppe, the faces of the three Yin vanovs were already tanned like those of the tropical Yinren......

The surrounding Lucian minions were dressed in the same way, huddled around the three of Yinvanov.

Dozens of ink slaves walked around, responsible for probing the situation ahead and alerting the surrounding situation.

Yin Wanov's mission was to explore and map, not to explore somewhere, so he didn't take his family with him.

After walking on the grassland for a long time, my spirit became a little sluggish and boring.

Yin Wanov even began to doze off on horseback, fantasizing that his yellow-faced wife was gone, and he would marry a Japanese girl and go home.

After being drowsy, there was a sudden confusion in front of the ink man.

A few of the ink men who were in charge of pathfinding ran back to the middle of the team.

After Yin Wanov was awakened, he asked loudly with some annoyance:

"What are you doing? Why so panicked! ”

The Moren who was exploring the path waved his hands exaggeratedly and explained the situation to Andre, the Moren translator who had already learned Lucia.

The Mocan translator Andrei then conveyed the situation to Yin Wanov and two surveying craftsmen:

"He said that he had met a tribe in front, a tribe with a very large number of people, at least more than a hundred people."

Yin Wanov suddenly came to the spirit:

"More than a hundred? How much exactly? Do we have a chance of a direct victory over them? ”

Andre immediately continued to explore the ink man, and the ink man who explored the path shouted even more exaggeratedly.

After listening to this, Andrei came back again and said to Yin vanov:

"He said that he couldn't beat it, he definitely couldn't beat it, and the other side had more than 100 people, which was very much.

"Probably...... He said that it could even be more than two hundred, and he couldn't count that big number. ”

The math of the Moren slaves who explored the path was obviously very bad, and they could only count up to a hundred.

There was no way to articulate the range of people he saw.

Yin Wanov's expression became serious:

"If this tribe has a population of more than two hundred people, it should be difficult for us to defeat them head-on......

"But our mission was supposed to be to explore, not to conquer directly.

"We can try to communicate with them, figure out what they are doing, and then send more troops over."

In the colonies, land was an indefinite wealth, while population was an already determined wealth.

It takes the population to turn the land into wealth.

Therefore, an important goal of acquiring colonies is to control the local indigenous population as much as possible.

In particular, the League of Nations has a rule that if you cannot control the local population, you will not be considered to have occupied the local land.

Yin Wanov quickly made a plan, and asked the translator Andrei to escort ten ink slaves over to try to contact the tribe.

This Andre was trained by the local Mo people, and the Central Mo region is a grassland, and it is very convenient for tribes to migrate.

If it is a relatively close tribe, the language of each other can barely be understood.

Even if he doesn't understand it at all, Andrei, as a translator, is better at understanding the words of different people than ordinary people.

It was not the first time Andrei had taken on this kind of work, and he didn't think too much about it, so he took ten people with him and went with guns.

Then, after walking a few kilometers, Andrei faintly heard a sound ahead, like a large-scale animal migration.

Andrei immediately found two slightly higher places to climb up and took out the telescope he had brought with him to observe.

As a result, after just one glance, a large string of foul words broke out in Lucian mixed with the natives:

"That's over a hundred! It's not just a hundred! It's not going to be a fucking hundred, a hundred! ”

What appeared in Andre's sight was a crowd of bells and whistles, crowds all over the mountains.

It is slowly moving in a scattered but consistent direction centered on clusters of black dots.

Andrei's math is not very good either, but it is much better than the ordinary pathfinder slave before, and the key is that it is much smarter.

Andrei did not count ten thousand, but was already able to imagine the concept of a hundred hundred people.

Andrei subconsciously wanted to run back to report, but quickly lost this opportunity.

Suddenly, several gunshots rang out in succession, all of which hit the high ground where Andre was, and a few wisps of green smoke slowly rose.

This is obviously a warning, indicating that the other party's spies have discovered Andrei, and told Andrei not to act rashly, otherwise he will hit people directly later.

Andre resolutely stood still and ordered the ink slaves around him not to move.

The number of the other side may be a hundred or a hundred, and there are a large number of horses among them.

The ten people on his side don't talk about fighting, they can't run even if they want to.

A few minutes later, more than thirty ink figures ran around the translator.

The leader was dressed in a black military uniform, and the others were dressed in colorful clothes.

When this group of people saw the ten young and middle-aged ink people led by Andre, without saying a word, they directly took out the rope they carried with them and tied them, and then tied them with ropes and led them back to the army.

Andre tried to talk to the Mo, but whether it was in his native or Lucian language, the other party was at a loss when they heard it, obviously not understanding it at all.

Andre had no choice but to follow the other party obediently.

sighed in my heart, fortunately, these people did not kill people directly, but I was also worried about whether they would be killed after they were caught.

In fact, Andrei thought too much, and the other party would not kill him at all.

Because these people are the Ming Dynasty's Monu Army.

Their highest goal in warfare is to capture slaves, and when they meet young adults, they will naturally want to take prisoners.

Only the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled are executed at any time.

The one who led the thirty ink men over was the Black Flag Chief, who was in charge of pathfinding and reconnaissance.

Black Flag always took Andre and ten ink men to find his master.

Newly captured slaves are assigned to the master to confirm the number and decide who to manage.

The owner of this large Moren race, a black nobleman with the status of a black duke.

Born in Yingtianfu, the native of the Ming Dynasty, he originally did not have his own name, only a number of 39.

After joining the Murnu Legion, when he successfully promoted to the Black Noble, he was officially named "Loyalty".

The default surname of the black nobles is Hei, so his official registration status in Daming and Dashi Country is Black Loyalty.

Since Hei Zhongzhong was born in the Ming Dynasty, he was a castrated black eunuch who took in a group of godsons in Dongmozhou.

One of his most favored sons was specially named Hei Jizhong by him, and he seemed to have the head of the world.

Hei Jizhong is smart, brave in battle, and he also has the identity of a black baron.

Now he is wearing a Ming-style brocade shirt, but the coat is not equipped with a middle coat and pants, and the coat is directly on the body.

It may feel like a modern person wearing a trench coat naked.

However, except for the East Mozhou Canyon District, no one cares about their image.

Hei Jizhong checked the disarmed guns on Andre and the others, and then took Andre to see his godfather:

"Dad, the guns that these slaves all carry, and they are not particularly worn-out, and the rifling is still there, so it shouldn't be a wild tribe.

"The words on their guns seem to be Lucia's, so the child suspects that they are Lucia's spies."

Andre was beside him, listening to Hei Jizhong say a lot of Daming Yayan with a strong accent, and suddenly felt a little familiar.

Andrei didn't understand the Da Ming Ya Yan, but his master Yin Wanov, as well as other Lucia nobles he had met, occasionally came up with a few Da Ming Ya Yan words.

Andre also knew that it was a great saying.

Andrei himself has learned a few words of the Ming Dynasty.

Because Yin Wanov and these Lucians know that if you go east from New Lucia, you will meet the people of the Ming Dynasty sooner or later.

Therefore, his translators and subordinates have to learn a few words of Daming Yayan, and the most important thing is to show their identity.

Now Andre finally understands the identity of these ink people led by Black Loyalty.

Then Andrei knelt down directly.

Without waiting for Hei Zhongzhong to ask, Andre shouted directly there, the only words he could say were the few words that were elegant and clear:

"I'm ...... Lucia...... Slave ......"

Hei Zhongzhong listened to the words of the two and immediately understood.

The ink people who can become the black duke are the real elites of the ink people.

Especially after the loss of the roots of the descendants, the energy of black loyalty is supplied to the brain and body.

According to the statistics of the Ming people, the castrated ink people are smarter and more capable of working than ordinary ink people.

Black Loyalty also knows more information.

I knew that if I went west from here, on the other side of the continent, I would find the land of Lucia and Prussians.

Black Loyalty knows that Lucia is particularly obsessed with the land.

Black Loyal also knew that his task was to occupy more land west of the border of the Ming Dynasty before the arrival of the Lucians.

Black Loyal looked at Andre and tried to ask some information out:

"From what direction are you coming from? How many people did your Lucia master bring? How far is the distance? ”

Andrei didn't understand it at all, so he could only shake his head over there:

"I don't understand, I don't understand, I, Lucia slave."

Hei Zhongzhong shook his head and ordered directly to his godson:

"After the order was given, a third of the cavalry was dispatched and fanned out to the west for traces of the Lucians.

"After discovering it, let the three people come back and report, and the others will contain the other party's actions and wait for the main infantry force to pass."

Hei Jizhong clenched his fist and hammered his chest:

"Yes!"

The cavalry under Black Loyalty's men was soon called up and led by the more senior Black Officers to explore the West.

Yin Vanov's troops were not far from here, and the large army of Black Loyalty was also moving slowly.

The distance between the two sides was already a few kilometers left, and the black loyal cavalry soon discovered Yin Wanov.

There was no hiding place in the steppes, and the black loyal cavalry found Yin Wanov, and Yin Wanov also found the black cavalry.

Andrei did not return, but instead appeared on horseback, and Yin Wanov knew in his heart that something bad was wrong.

"Oh no, Andrei may have been caught......"

Yin Wanov subconsciously wanted to run, but soon realized that he couldn't.

It is basically impossible for ordinary Moren tribes to have cavalry, let alone cavalry with coordinated movements......

"They may be the Mo Nu of the Ming Dynasty!"

"The Ming people may have already explored this vicinity!"

"Lucia's era of free territory is coming to an end......"

Yin Wanov was in a heavy mood, and at the same time decided to stay here and wait for contact with the Ming people.

These ink cavalry should only be the subordinates of the Ming pioneers.

When they find out, they should send someone to meet them, or invite them to meet them.

At the very least, confirm the progress of the exploration of both sides, and then agree on a temporary exploration boundary and rules......

This meeting should go down in history.

The Lucian people from west to east, and the Ming people from east to west, met in the middle of Mozhou.

This shows that Lucia and Daming have jointly opened up the passage in the middle of the Mozhou Continent!

When Yin Wanov thought of this, his mood began to surge.

Until the ink people all over the mountains and fields came in a surge......