"Mr. Zhou Ming is sorry for keeping you waiting for a long time, but I believe you can forgive me. Ω Δ After all, I am the chief of the Tukant Indian tribe. Now that the tribe has such a big thing, I always have to take responsibility!"

Flegg walked into Zhou Ming's room and said first. Although he wanted to act a little more relaxed in front of Zhou Ming, the gloomy anger on his face could not be covered. He came to Zhou Ming and sat down and said, "I have dealt with the matter in the tribe now. For you, I really want to keep you, but with the current situation of the tribe, I am afraid you will be asked to leave first, otherwise if you cause any damage, it will be our greatest sin!"

Zhou Ming shook his hand and said that these are important: "About the apology, I think Chief Flegg, you have already said enough today, and we have seen all the things today. Now I want to ask you, are you going to attack the trading company again?"

Flegg nodded for granted, and he clenched his fists: "This time, all the men in our tribe will go on a battle to teach the trading company a bigger lesson. Women and children will hide and not give them any chance of revenge!"

"But have you ever thought that after the last attack, the trading company will be ready for this time. Perhaps what greets you is the ambush of their private army." Zhou Ming said again, "Okay, even if you are lucky, the other party did not ambush you, but what about the revenge afterwards? Facing the other party's guns and rocket launchers, what do you use to ensure your safety? And the safety of women and children in your tribe?"

These words left Flegg speechless, and finally he could only raise his head and grit his teeth and say, "The Indians will not be afraid of any sacrifice!"

"I believe in your courage, but all Indians have to sacrifice value, right? If you don't understand what you are for until you die, wouldn't that be the biggest joke in the world?" Zhou Ming said.

"We are not fighting blindly, we are protecting our family, and punishing the bad guys who bullied us and wanted to enslave us." Flegg explained to Zhou Ming, but his tone was obviously much weaker than before, and he obviously had doubts himself.

Zhou Ming spread his hands and said, "Look, isn't this going back to the previous question? You go to fight, and then the other party comes back to take revenge. As a result, your casualties and injuries will always be more serious than the other party. So Chief Flegg, do you want to say that you Indians are not afraid of sacrifice?"

Flegg hesitated for a while before saying, "We Indians can also continue to hide in the jungle, and we still have the Cachel Forest, which is the last holy place of our Tucante tribe, and they cannot find it there."

Zhou Ming nodded seriously and said, "This is a very good idea. He hid in a place where the enemy could not find it, and then sent people out to attack the trading company from time to time. They have no way to retaliate. At least this is much better than the previous method of hurting the enemy for one thousand and losing five thousand himself."

Listening to Zhou Ming saying this, Flegg did not relax at all and still frowned because he could not feel that Zhou Ming was truly praising him.

Sure enough, Zhou Ming then changed the subject and said, "But Chief Flegg, I wonder if you have ever thought about another question, that is, why are you so poor? Why do you work hard every year, but in the end it is difficult to solve the problem of food and clothing. You have clearly done what you think is the best, but you are still enslaved by others. Have you ever thought about why this is?"

Zhou Ming's words were like heavy hammers, hitting Flegg's heart, making him feel breathless.

Flegg finally hesitated for a while before kneeling down to Zhou Ming and said in the most pious tone: "Please tell me why this is, it is very important to us!"

Zhou Ming helped him up and told him, "Actually, the reason is very simple. You are always in such a closed mountain, not communicating with the outside, just burying your head in planting your own corn, not understanding the outside situation at all, not absorbing the outside knowledge or making other efforts, how can you be endless? Haven't you discovered that you can only be enslaved by trading companies because you have nowhere to buy seeds?"

"Then if you hide in a more deserted forest, there will be less land there and the corn yield will be lower. How can you ensure your survival? Such a result will only make it more difficult for you to survive. The result will be either dead or escape. Is this the result you want?" Zhou Ming asked.

Flegg shook his head desperately at this: "Of course not, I never want such a result, so I beg Mr. Zhou Ming, please teach me what to do to save the Indians."

As Flegg said, he knelt down again and kowtowed to Zhou Ming.

"Actually, I have said so much, aren't I just telling you what to do?" Zhou Ming said and helped him up and told him, "It's very simple to change, just walk out of your tribe and integrate into this modern society."

"Then let's talk about it step by step." Zhou Ming said with his finger, "The first step is that since the trading company has committed such a criminal act, we must not let them go, but what we are doing must be clear, which is very important!"

Zhou Ming emphasized to him that Flegg nodded hard and understood. Zhou Ming told him word by word: "Remember, we want to establish an order belonging to the Indians!"

"Build an order belonging to the Indians?" Flegg repeatedly muttered this sentence, as if he understood but felt a little confused.

"It's order, in short, the rules of the game." Zhou Ming said, "If survival is a game, then what you are following now is the rules of the game set by trading companies. So no matter how hard you work, they only need to use the rules to make your efforts vain, but if this rule is set by you, the result will be different."

Zhou Ming then gave an example: "For example, if you can not buy seeds from trading companies; or you can apply for a lower agricultural loan from another institution..."

With Zhou Ming's throwing of bricks and jade, Flegg immediately continued: "If this can be done, then we can completely get rid of the slavery of trading companies and enter a fair era where we can get results as long as we work hard! So to get such a result, is it necessary to drive the trading company out of Pansas?"

At the end, Flag's eyes dimmed: "But we can't do it at all. The trading company is too powerful. They have their own army. The government of Pansas City also supports them. The total number of people in our Tucante tribe is only more than 10,000, and the maximum number of young and strong people who can go to the battlefield is only 3,000."

"Who said that the Tukant family wanted to revolt?" Zhou Ming asked back.

Flegg immediately realized something: "Mr. Zhou Ming, are you saying you want me to contact other Indian tribes? Indeed, we Indians are the masters of Pansas!"

But then Flag shook his head again: "This is not possible. I have also made similar suggestions with other Indian tribes, but they all disagree. After all, we can still survive when growing corn, but once we fight, we may not be able to survive."

"It's better to live without a good death. I understand their ideas very well." Zhou Ming then said, "But one time and another, in the past, it was because your corn harvest was good, and the purchase price given by the trading company was also reasonable. But now with the entry of corn in the United States, it will definitely impact your corn price. Don't you think the purchase price of trading companies is declining every year?"

Flegg nodded: "That's true, so Mr. Zhou Ming, do you mean that other Indian tribes will be the same as what we do here?"

"Unless the trading company is just targeting you, but I think it's impossible no matter how you think about it." Zhou Ming said.

Flegg clenched his fists excitedly: "Okay! Then I will send someone to other Indian tribes to contact us and hold our Indian tribe chiefs' meeting. I will teach those trading companies a lesson! "

After making the decision, Flegg immediately sent an envoy to other Indian tribes with his handwritten letter.

Because the communication level of these Indian tribes was very backward and they could only rely on people to deliver letters. Even if they were not big, it would take a certain amount of time. During this time, Zhou Ming and his friends also followed Flag to attend the funeral of the dead children, and they were allowed to enter the Cachel Forest, which is the last holy place of the Tucante tribe.

When Zhou Ming entered the so-called final holy land of the Indian tribe, he felt a little disappointed because it was very simple and did not have the sacred feeling in the magic movie. Instead, it was just an unopened forest. Only a very thick tree in the innermost part was dug out of a room with an altar inside. The tree was surrounded by graves. Simply put, this so-called holy land is the Indian cemetery in Tukant.

After the funeral ceremony, he returned to Tukant and happened to see Jefferson's private army attacking again. Liu Qiangguo and Hyena led the team to fight back, but the enemy just fought and ran away. In the end, they returned in vain.

In desperation, **They and other special forces could only teach the Indians to set up jungle traps to counter the sneak attacks of Jefferson's army.

Perhaps at the beginning, these Indians expressed some doubts about their trap, but on the next day, ** took the Indians to the forest and found several dead bodies, which made them believe in them. Then they also made more traps in the forest.

On the third day, all the messengers sent by Flag came back one after another. They were lucky. The other Indian tribe chiefs agreed to convene a chief's meeting.

"It's so good! As long as all of our Indians reach an agreement, we will surely drive the damn exploiters out of Pansas and establish our own order!" Flegg said happily.

Compared to Fleig's happiness, Zhou Ming was not that optimistic, but he didn't pour cold water on him. He just said to Fleig: "Can you bring outsiders this meeting? If there is nothing particularly prohibited, let me participate together."

Flegg was stunned by Zhou Ming's sudden request. He scratched his head and seemed a little embarrassed: "We do not have any rules that prohibit outsiders from attending in the Indian Conference, but no outsiders have ever attended..."

Before Flegg could finish his words, Zhou Ming interrupted him and said, "Since that's the case, then we'll leave without delay!"

Zhou Ming's unquestionable tone made Flegg unable to refuse, and in the end he could only take Zhou Ming and ** Hyena out.8
Chapter completed!