Naturally, after the Great Chief and his guards returned to their respective tribes, a new controversy began. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Many Iroquois expressed incomprehension of the Grand Chief's agreement with William, which made them uneasy to hand over the army to William. The training of the army in the Western way makes them feel indignant.

Having not seen the might of the White Legion of House Hereford, they did not know, nor did they consider their army to be obsolete. So, they refused to recognize the reply of the Great Chief.

As a result, conflicts and controversies arose within the various tribes of the Iroquois. Little by little, the trend of fragmentation is emerging. The Great Chief, and the opponents of the Great Chieftain, each co-opted the people. Debated. The situation is also gradually heating up.

It's like being in a tribe of wild horses. In one of the largest tribes among the Cherokees, the quarrel gradually spiraled out of control.

"What do they know?! They are still looking at things from a hundred, if not a thousand years ago!" In the camp of the Great Chief, the Great Chief, and his cronies, angrily discussed their opponents.

"They even wanted to attack His Royal Highness - oh my God, I never thought these guys would be so stupid. A confidant of the Great Chief, in a slightly exaggerated tone, said - yes, this fellow had also seen the mighty armies of the Goths with the Great Chief of the Mustang Tribe.

He, along with those who had seen those things in the same way, was the Great Chief's biggest supporter.

"Don't they know that this will destroy the Wild Horse Tribe?" the others looked a little indignant when he said this. However, there were a few other people who were a little hesitant - their ability to attend this meeting naturally meant that they were from the High Chief's side. And the reason why they hesitated was because they did not go with the Great Chief to meet the Gothic tribal chiefs.

Of course, the Great Chief is going to leave a few guys who take care of the house.

"So, Great Chief, what should we do?" asked the warrior leader of an uninformed tribe of wild horses.

"In any case, I have promised His Royal Highness Prince William. The great chief of the Mustang tribe said, "The Mustang must keep its promises. We must send five hundred warriors of the Mustang tribe to the Gothic city by next month. This must not be changed. ”

"But the Great Shaman and his supporters will never allow us to do this. The uninformed warrior leader said, "Is it really necessary for us to curry favor with that prince?"

"Do you think I'm lying, do you think I'm lying to you?" cried out the Great Chief of the Wild Horse tribe in a fit of rage, "I, all of us have seen it all, an army that seems to have been enchanted, and hundreds of cannons, countless times stronger than the mightiest cannons we have ever seen—their barrels are as big as the thickest uncle in the forest!

Thankfully, His Royal Highness the Prince was a reasonable man. And he is willing to live in peace with us. He is willing to pay a lot of money and hire our warriors. He's willing to help us train our soldiers!Come to think of it, our Mustang tribe is the most powerful tribe, but we don't tell anyone how we train our warriors, but he does!

What a great opportunity this is?!

If the Mustang tribe agrees, then the Mustang tribe, which has learned the Goths' way of fighting, will still be the most powerful. But if we don't get him, but let other tribes get it, then we will be the weakest and weakest tribe!

It's not just about me, it's about the credibility of the Mustang tribe. It's more about the survival of the tribe!"

The big chief's face was tanned by the sun, and at this moment it was red, and it was conceivable that he was extremely angry:

"We must seize this opportunity! Otherwise, the Mustang Tribe will be finished!"

“...... I still don't think those whites train warriors better than our wild horse tribes. ”

Although it was not the first time that the Great Chief had heard this say, the warrior leader still didn't want to believe it. He just muttered so quietly.

Hearing him say this, the Great Chief looked at him angrily, and only wanted to scold him severely. But look at this guy's stubborn eyes and stubborn expression. When it comes to the words on my lips, I can't say anything.

Yes, that's it, the Great Chief was saddened to find out that he had only been to Charleston once and had not been to Charleston once. It was as if the Cherokees, who were exactly the same, had become two different creatures.

He was almost completely unable to communicate with this guy.

In fact, it's not just that, it's all -- I mean, all this things that the Mustang tribe is doing right now, and it's uncomfortable, or awkward.

He misses the delicious food he had eaten in Charleston, and the sweets and tricks. The wild fruits of the tribe were half-baked, and the roasted meat with no salt or spices was added, and the porridge made of cornmeal batter was made, and the corn tortillas were baked...... These things made him feel extremely difficult to swallow.

He also misses where he lived in Charleston. Those spacious and bright houses, those convenient and safe gas lamps, and soft and comfortable beds. The fishy-smelling skin he was wearing now was so uncomfortable. The floor of the tent was covered with only one floor, and I only felt a pain in my back when I lay down.

Chairs, leather sofas are much more comfortable than sitting cross-legged on the floor. Cutlery, knives and forks, and delicate porcelain like jewels are more elaborate than tearing them with your bare hands. Every morning, wash your face with soap and brush your teeth with tooth powder. Bathe every day with hot water, use a steam sauna. After this, there are also beautiful white girls who give themselves massages...... Her skin was as tender as milk, and it smelled good. So pretty—a hundred times better than the women of the tribe!

"Damn! Why can't I live like that?! Everything here is like a piece of shit! I've been living in this shit for half my life! It's so damn good!"

As soon as he thought of this, the Great Chief was so angry that he only wanted to kill!

He wanted to live that life so badly, and he missed everything Charleston had to offer. He had also heard William say that nothing in the New World was as good as a ten-thousandth of the Old World, and that the things they enjoyed were normal to the Goths—and even the interpreters who accompanied him were still nervous, wondering if they would be dissatisfied.

After this, with infinite nostalgia, he returned to the piece of he lived in. After this, the Grand Chief was determined to let Charleston's life go on - and he knew that it would never be possible to achieve this goal by force. That will only bring endless trouble, and even destruction, to themselves and the Wild Horse Tribe.

Cooperation with the Goths is the only safe path he sees as a way to reach his goals.

And now, someone is stupid enough to hinder themselves, stupid enough to think that they can say "no" to those goths.

In the eyes of the great chief of the Mustang tribe, all this is unforgivable. Also unacceptable.

"I had to do it anyway. The Great Chief said, "If the Great Shaman and those people are still going to oppose me, I will let them die." ”

When he said this, the face of the great chief of the Mustang tribe became very vicious. It seems that he really killed those who opposed it.

"Is it really necessary to do this?!We really want to kill our brothers from the same tribe for this matter?!" Hearing the Great Chief say this, some of the henchmen took it for granted, and some hesitated. Others, mainly those who didn't make it to Charleston, were surprised. I just think it's incredible.

"Did the whites enchant you, Great Chief?!" The warrior leader, who had been opposed to the Great Chief, stood up sharply and asked in such a loud voice, "How can you say such a thing, you-"

Before he could continue, another of the High Chief's cronies stabbed him in the heart with a dagger.

“...... You...... You ......"

The strength of the other party disappeared in an instant. He looked at those people, looked at his great chief, and only felt that these people were extremely strange.

Then the man drew back the dagger, one of the gifts he had brought from Charleston, a truly sharp, steel weapon.

"That's what happened to those who opposed me. After the Great Chief exchanged a look with him, the cronies who had killed him nodded. Then he left the camp.

The Great Chief loudly announced to the others who remained: "I am ready, even if I have to do it, I will not hesitate to kill half of the wild horses, what do you want to do? for me, or against?"

Looking at the dead body of the opponent, everyone knew what to do.

"Good. So let's do it. The Great Chief said, "I will personally send that stubborn old thing on its way." ”

In this way, the cronies of the Great Chief, whether they knew what to do in the first place, or those who were forced to join halfway through, moved as fast as they could. A civil war that will affect the entire tribe is about to begin.

One of them was murderous, the other unaware - the Great Shaman and his followers, though they knew it would make the chief angry. But they could never have imagined that their chief would kill them for such a reason.