Song Yongzhong didn't believe in the mysterious power that ruled the Aztecs at all. If there was a mysterious power, how could the great empire with a population of 20 million in China and the United States be conquered by a small 170 or 80 people of the Spanish conquerors?

But the eldest lady believed it! That's the matter! After receiving this news, Song Yongzhong couldn't stay in the Forks Division for even a night, so he caught two wizards and touched the darkness. The expedition team also tragically drilled the ravine along the coast.

Each of the New World Expedition Team was carefully selected elites. Before being sent to the New World, they received a year of field training in Changbai Mountain. It can be said that each of them was elite hunters and first-class trackers. Although Mao Yuer had been walking for three days, there were still many clues left. The footprints of the cow's hooves and fresh cow dung were nailed. The New World was vast and sparsely populated. If you were careful, you could always find a way.

However, I have to admire Mao Yuer, this girl. Song Yongzhong originally expected that her delicate lady had never suffered any hardships since she was a child. How many days could she last for the hard life in the wilderness? Maybe after searching for traces, he could pick up the crying lady on the side of the road. However, after searching for traces, there were also clues provided by two wizards. After traveling 200 kilometers southward, he turned to the east and crawled through a crack in the mountains. After walking for eight days, Song Yongzhong had not caught up with Mao Yuer's footsteps!

In the grass, the ants crawled around and kept pulling open the grass. A piece of fresh cow dung suddenly appeared. The little fingers were dipped in and then wrapped them in their mouths. The third brother immediately lit up his eyes and turned around excitedly and trotted back.

"Boss, you have found the traces, depending on the freshness of the cow dung! The eldest lady will pass here for only half a day!"

"Sir, it's indeed nearby! According to the ancient secret records published by the Heavenly Witch, the treasures of Aztec should also be buried nearby!"

Holding a bark board full of tadpole-like words, the Great Wizard Fox also said tremblingly with sweat on his forehead.

However, listening to these two reports, Song Yongzhong was not happy and looked forward with his brows tightly. At this time, they had already drilled out of the range of Rocky Mountain and reached the edge of the large basin. Five million years ago, the huge North American Mediterranean Sea dried up here, and the once towering seabed rock formations were eroded and cut by flowing water. In front of him was densely packed with stone forest canyons like a maze.

There was no drop of water on the dry land, and the hot sun-baked air seemed to be twisted. There were bison and deer bones lying hideously there on the side of the road. According to Song Yongzhong's experience, this place was a terrain for the hunting of the mountain lions. After entering here, Mao Yuer's situation was very dangerous.

Even so, Song Yongzhong was not overwhelmed by anxiety. After staring for a few glances, he turned his head hoarsely and turned around and gave orders.

"Three, take your brother to the Huolong River, fill all our water bags, and drink all the horses! Cut some wet grass and hang it on the basin. Brothers will make it for half an hour, and then follow me to the canyon!"

"I understand, boss!"

It took two days to rest for one night. Even the man from the New World Expedition Team was quite exhausted. He could rest for half an hour. Everyone was shocked. A few horses drank the horses that were running hot to the river not far away, and then washed their faces happily. The remaining brothers sat around the place, took out the dry food in their arms, soaked them in water, and stuffed them into their mouths bit by bit.

Song Yongzhong didn't have the slightest rest. Now he was in a very impetuous mood and wanted to bring Mao Yu'er back as soon as possible. He ended the awkward task and found a piece of Gao Yan. He simply held a telescope and kept looking around.

But when he looked at it, he saw that something was wrong. The reason for his eyes suddenly turned back. Then he stood up and pulled the telescope to the fullest.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

After a sudden turn, the third brother ran over like a follower, but Song Yongzhong ignored him and jumped off the stone, stretched out his hand and picked up the chief of the Fox division.

"How many people know about this treasure of the Aztec Empire?"

"Reply..., answering, I don't know either!"

After a while, the trouble came to his head again. A great wizard shrank his hands in fear, crying and shouting.

"After Tianwu escaped, every tribe passed by south was entertained. His footprints disappeared from the sea. It is said that he had escaped to the Spanish side. If you want to know, you know any tribes in the east and west of Rocky Mountain."

This was tricky. I let go of the great wizard and looked down again. Looking at the rugged valley of strange rocks, Song Yongzhong roared anxiously.

"Go away the horse, take the bell! You act as an eagle-eye, be careful to enter the valley!"

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There are more than one person who came to participate in this feast with an open secret and wanted to make a fortune in the cemetery of the Aztec Empire!

There were at least five or six green smoke lingering in the valley, which was a bit rash. I don’t know how many old foxes have been in the past, and even not far into the valley, I found traces of the Spaniards. The entire New World, several tribes in the south who had just mastered cavalry, have been eliminated. In addition to the Ming Dynasty, there are only Spanish people who hold war horses. A lot of fresh horse manure has come to the third brother's mouth again.

The valley entered at about noon, and it turned dark after a turn of time. In the dim sky, the rocky valley became more and more open and claws were visible. I had to sigh at the impermanence of nature. Who would have thought that hundreds of years ago, the dry, smoke-free desolate west had been wet and rainy. On the edges of the weathered mountains, the ancient Indians built walls under the cliffs, and the cave houses next to each other were like the dwarf residences in the fantasy of the West.

However, the climate suddenly changed drastically, and a civilization disappeared completely, leaving only these empty remains.

Cheng Yaojin, who suddenly rushed in, made the difficulty of tracking a lot. He only walked ten kilometers in one afternoon. There were too few people in the expedition team. If he encountered any major tribe, he might suffer. Seeing the sun set, Song Yongzhong had no choice but to find a hidden ancient Indian ruin and stationed there.

The night wind blew across these rugged mountains, making a sound of ghost crying. From time to time, there were bright pupils like ghost fires flashing in the distance. I don’t know if it was a cougar or a coyote looking around there greedily. Fortunately, the ruins of these ancient Indians were in the innermost wall, and the expedition team could lit a fire and eat a bite of it.

Although he had no appetite at all, when he grabbed the dried meat, Song Yongzhong still stuffed it hard into his mouth. He might be desperate tomorrow. If he lacked physical strength, he would have to lie down. At the bottom, the two Indian wizards were sad but excited to pair the bark in their hands together, muttering to the ancient Indians. People were curious, even if they were not theirs, they might be able to explore the Aztec treasure that once dominated Central America, which was enough to excite them.

However, this night was destined to be impossible to pass through it safely. At about ten o'clock in the evening, suddenly the fierce gunshots suddenly rang out, crackling like beans. The wolves that were originally wandering on the edge were instantly in horror. Listening to the sound of the guns, Song Yongzhong rushed out at the first moment, listened to the lower position, and then whistled a sudden whistle to the back.

The gun and the horse were put together, but several people followed Song Yongzhong with crossbows and smeared them.

As he climbed up a rock and looked down, Song Yongzhong couldn't help but blame himself. He, the leader of the New World Expedition Team, had not done his job well, and was separated by San Francisco by a mountain. There were almost a thousand people from the Spanish, but he didn't even know.

A small earthen city rose from the edge of a river valley ruins among many ancient Indian ruins, probably the royal city of the ancient Indians. The Spanish conquerors of the brigade now have blocked the waters occupied here, and there are also roadblocks blocking roads on the edge and dug up the chest wall.

At this time, a group of Indians from unknown tribes were attacking this roadblock. Just in the dark night, the bare-spoken tribal warriors covered their mouths and rushed up. But facing behind the chest wall, a large crowd of people fell to the ground one by one in the fire. At the very edge, there were Indians fighting against the Spanish formation, but the advantage of weapons was really not covered. The Spanish just lifted the axe high and then smashed it down hard. With the sound of the axe chopping meat, three meters away, the Indian warriors rushing forward were already chopped to the ground by firewood.

The mysterious power that can rule the Aztec Empire seems to have caused a lot of sensation. Even if the Spanish are jealous, the other Indian tribes will fight for the death without any consequences. Looking at this, they will not be able to calm down tonight.

However, both sides had nothing to do with the Ming Dynasty. Even if the Spanish killed all the Indians, Song Yongzhong didn't care. Looking at the fierce night attack below, he actually yawned and waved his hand backwards to his subordinates.

"Go back to sleep!"

"Boss, there!"

If you always make a book by chance, you will be evacuated after a round of investigation. Before leaving, the sharp-eyed third brother suddenly pointed to the battlefield and looked up. Just behind the ass of the attacking Indians, the American bison with saddles and squirting sound seemed to be rushing in with his blood.
Chapter completed!