Chapter eight hundred and ninety-one.
There is a local saying in the Northeast, "Pork Sci is not pocky, it's a scam!" The princess fell into the hands of these Indians, so she didn't want to sleep tonight. Her eyes were wide open and she waited until both sides hit until after two o'clock in the morning. Forty or fifty people died. It seemed that it was meaningless to continue the fight. The combined Indians disappeared quickly in the night again.
With his eyes wide open like a light bulb, Song Yongzhong hurriedly hung behind the Indian's butt.
The Indians were both strong people in this land and weak people in this land. They were huge in number but divided into small tribes and intrigueed each other. So much so that a very small number of Western colonists invaded here and beat the Indians who had an absolute advantage. The largest civilization, Maya and Aztec, were beaten to the ground and had their noses and faces swollen.
This temporary coalition also has this characteristic. After the night attack, everyone did not gather together to continue discussing how to fight together, but dispersed themselves in the night and returned to their own temporary camps. This brought a lot of difficulty to Song Yongzhong's tracking. Fortunately, the two cows were not separated from beginning to end, so they just glanced at the cows. In the end, he found the camp belonging to this tribe.
"Hey, it should not be a tribe in the big basin. It's more advanced, from Mexico, depending on the clothes and weapons!"
There are actually not many ancient Indian relics in this broken canyon, but as descendants, you can always find a place. Like Song Yongzhong and others, Indians from this tribe found a ruin house on the cliff to live in. The telescope aimed at it in a contemptuous manner, and the hammer turned its head and gave it a low reward.
The power of ruling the Aztec Empire and the treasure brought by the Tianwu are a fatal temptation to the tribes in Central America. This tribe should have taken out all the elite soldiers and generals. More than 300 people are really not a good person.
However, Indian tribes from Mexico and whose social development is higher, it is a little easier to deal with than their fellow tribes on the North American plains, because they have a hierarchical distinction. They lean on the small houses on the edge of the cliff, and those who hide from wind and rain inside are all nobles, and those who live outside are all soldiers.
Princess, golden branches and jade leaves! Even if any race is a beauty, isn’t it? It’s the nobles who want to enjoy it. Although the princess may be conquered by singing trained by several tall and mighty tribal men at this moment and create a grandson for Mao Jue’s new continent, it’s 80% chance of being detained in the ruins.
After making a decision, he aimed at the three secret whistles that were looming in the trees outside the camp, Song Yongzhong suddenly gestured to Bangmai with three fingers, and then his fist hit the chest of the third brothers. The eleven New World Expedition Teams decisively followed Song Yongzhong's towering water erosion cliff with a rope hanging down.
In the dark night, the warrior guarding the entrance of the cave was patrolling back and forth while yawning. Suddenly, Galen popped out of the grass, a q silent ban on the demon, followed by a big health care plug. With a click, the third brother covered the unlucky mouth and twisted his neck.
However, this sound did not escape the eyes of several hidden whistles. Looking over, the three old Indian hunters opened their mouths and were about to shout, but this was also the moment when they were relaxed. Three crossbow arrows covered with anesthetics shot from an angle not far from their unbelievable. The neurotoxins from the three snake venoms from the Old Continent easily numbed the muscles of several people and fell heavily from the tree like fruits.
Bang~bang~
After a few muffled sounds, the Mexican Indians who had been fighting with the Spanish for the middle of the night, and no one woke up.
At the mallet that succeeded them and climbed up the tree nodded, carrying a knife and a crossbow, Song Yongzhong rushed into the dark ancient Indian ruins in a hurry.
However, the facts have proved that those who can be leaders are those who are very sensible and deserve to be unable to sleep in the middle of the night! Just as they entered the cave, a high-level Indian warrior with his chest exposed and tattooed a jaguar suddenly jumped up from the ground, opening his mouth and shouting.
With a whoosh, the arrow went straight into his throat, and he ignored the warrior's throat and his eyes were protruding out. With a ferocious expression, Song Yongzhong threw the crossbow and turned around and chopped. In the dark shadow, he saw the light of the knife flying blood, and the sharp blade entered the flesh. In a few breaths, a rich smell of blood filled the entire room.
"No?"
He wiped the blood beads on his face and asked in a low voice. Then Song Yongzhong picked up the crossbow and rushed into the next room.
This Mexican tribe is probably infringing on Tai Sui, and encountered the New World Expedition Team, the first special forces of the Ming Dynasty. Three rooms were slaughtered in a row, and their eyes were red. Their breath was hot. Song Yongzhong rushed into the fourth ruin room again, but here, he fell into it.
A cold and hard thing pointed directly at his forehead. For a moment, even Song Yongzhong, who had been through the battle formation for a long time, was suffocated by his breathing. The next second, he followed him in, and the two knights of the expedition team also raised their crossbows and pointed directly at the man's forehead. However, at the critical moment, Song Yongzhong, who was held, suddenly threw away the crossbow and the knife, raised his right hand to control his troops, and lowered his voice at the same time.
"I'm here to see the eldest lady!"
The pistol retreated, and a light came on. It was a teenage girl. She was wearing a tall feather crown on her head and was wearing a large cloak like an Indian witch. She was full of exotic flavor, but the pretty white and tender face was something that the Indians could not raise. There was also a little girl in the Han family dress tremblingly holding a stone behind her back.
There was no sense of being rescued. The big watery eyes were full of disgust, and the small cheeks on both sides were still pursing. It was simply arrogant. Mao Yuer was angry and lowered her voice, but she roared like crazy: "Are you the idiots of the idiot boss?"
As expected, the Mao family were not so reliable. They helped to hug their bloody fists heavily. Song Yongzhong replied dullly: "According to the order of the eldest son, we welcome the eldest lady back!"
"You guys! Alas..."
Sighing, the revolver stole from Mao Jue's collection was inserted into the toned thigh side holster. Holding an arm, Mao Yuer walked around Song Yongzhong with her straight hook, and took two steps out in a daze of a group of members of the New World Expedition Team, and then turned around and came back speechlessly.
"Didn't the boss send you to pick me up? Why don't you leave!"
In my heart, my imagination about the princess was shattered again, and Song Yongzhong roared speechlessly.
"Escort the lady, withdraw!"
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I don’t know what the expression would be like for the Mexican tribe who found half of the noble high-ranking warriors. On the New World Expedition Team, there were a lot of panda eyes, sticks, and the third brother looked at each other, wrapped in flesh-colored pantyhose, and their slender and toned thighs were not as handsome as a lady, holding wooden chopsticks in their hands. The little princess was Balabala filling the expedition team’s unique battlefield reserves into her mouth, and she had no appearance that the princess should have. She looked like a crazy girl.
However, the little girl Duo followed Yu'er, while sucking porridge in small mouths, she looked around timidly, which was very feminine.
"Boss, have we saved the wrong person?"
Putting his ear to Song Yongzhong, Bangcui asked carefully, but Song Yongzhong immediately glared back with a fierce look.
To be honest, he was a little unbelievable, but he had a pistol with a royal badge, and this strange costume and familiar northern official language. It was impossible for a second person to come except for the princess. Seeing that Mao Yuer had almost eaten, he could not helplessly bowed heavily.
"Miss, eldest son, please send you back!"
When she threw the job to the side, the little princess jumped up wildly, but she was neither as scared as Song Yongzhong had imagined before, and she cried and shouted to go back with him, nor did she act like a lady, and refused arrogantly. In Song Yongzhong's unbelievable eyes, the girl's arm stumbled on his shoulder, and was stunned for a moment. Instead, Song Yongzhong hurriedly went over in a little embarrassed manner, and then he went to see him in a more insolent manner.
"The young lady's body is worth a thousand gold, and she can't afford it!"
After being avoided, Mao Yuer didn't continue, but she slapped Song Yongzhong on the shoulder with a careless slap. Just like a profiteer, the girl's tone was tempting and she laughed with great enthusiasm.
"Sao Nian, do you have dreams? Are you willing to be a soldier for the rest of your life, and are you driven by others? Have you never dreamed of being a marquis and ministers, or having a wife and a son? This great opportunity is in front of you! As long as you follow me, you have titles, power, and wealth! As long as you want, I can satisfy you!"
"I believe you are a smart person!"
Forehead……
Is this still a princess? Seeing that this girl was still flickering at her long eyelashes, the veins on Song Yongzhong's forehead couldn't help but jump up again.
"Miss, the last task is just to send you back!"
"Oh? Boss is so loyal!"
He picked up his arm again in disappointment, and Mao Yuer hummed with a little mouth.
Still looking so respectful, Song Yongzhong lowered his head and reported it gloomyly.
"The last general is just loyal to the empire!"
"If you are loyal to the empire, you should follow me!"
Suddenly, he waved his right hand out with great excitement. Mao Yu'er's little face instantly roared with seriousness and blood.
"In this way, as long as you take down the Mexican colony and let the Ming warships travel to the territory of our ally British, the Ming Dynasty's hegemony and His Majesty's dream can be realized! But now look at his elder brother! He is obsessed with his own small cause, ignores the world's great cause, and allows the Spaniards to ignore it. How can he achieve great cause?"
Chapter completed!