Many times people are summoned or channeled characters, at least in this world, when people's words or consciousness are related to the Ming Dynasty, it tends to be a nightmare.

Just sooner or later.

Forty-four years ago, Jacques Cartier, a citizen seafarer from Port-Saint-Malo in the Letany region of the Kingdom of France, sailed from the Gulf of St. Lawrence to Quebec, and when he asked the Indian village where it was, the villagers told him that 'this is a shack' – that is, Canada.

He then sailed along the river in a small boat, and when he found that the boat could no longer sail at the source of the turbulent estuary, he climbed the mountain and planted a cross, naming it 'Mount Royal', or Montreal.

The aborigines are friendly, the expedition is very smooth, the Bay of St. Lawrence has excellent fishing grounds, a large number of seals, walruses, and the land is particularly fertile, and because the locals are too poor to rob of, what happened in Mexico did not happen here, the French lived in harmony with the aborigines, and the French colonization should have flourished.

But they only wanted gold and silver, and every sailor wanted to bring back a great deal of wealth, and the French royal family gave Jacques five large ships to explore, and to do what the filthy peasants were willing to do in search of gold, not walrus ivory, beaver skins, or fertile land.

In his eagerness, Jacques captured and tortured the Indian chieftain, learned that there were three 'kingdoms' in the interior, and told him that there were rich treasures hidden near the Saguenay River, which tickled the hearts of the French.

It turned out that there were indeed many sparkling treasures, and Jacques and the sailors returned to France with gold and precious stones, and it turned out that it was only yellow iron, copper, and mica, and Jacques was discredited.

For nearly half a century, the French crown lost interest in expanding Montreal.

But there is a catch, at least France has gotten a slang phrase – 'like the jewel of Canada' to refer to hypocrisy, falsehood.

Despite the loss of royal support, the merchants still saw business opportunities in this land, and scattered merchants sailed south in ships to buy slaves in Africa, and then west to the Spanish-controlled West Indies.

The ruler of Montreal was named Henri Cartya, and although it was a European name, he was actually an Indian half-breed, the illegitimate son of Jacques, and a Christian.

With the help of the monks, he gained power and knowledge to control the land, and he was able to maintain good relations with the surrounding indigenous tribes, which made it easier for the merchants to buy goods, so the merchants supported him to take power here.

In other words, the French who are 'in control' of Montreal at the moment are actually some merchants trapped here, and their sailors make up this rabble army.

In less than a month, Henry Katia's mood went through a lot of ups and downs, and at first he didn't care about killing the Iroquois by catching beavers in the river, but just negotiated with Haifa and Saudi Arabia according to tradition to avoid war, and he didn't worry about avoiding defeat.

Who can beat him?

At any time of the year, two or three French caravans remained in Montreal, and it only took fifteen days for five hundred villagers and reinforcements from the Huron League, which had always maintained good relations, and six days for the Ottawa Chinese.

In six days, who could break through the walled city built by his father, Jacques the Elder, under the protection of six Franc cannons, more than forty muskets, hundreds of cavalry, and thousands of longbows?

He's Canada's little bully!

But things turned out unexpectedly.

The four envoys who asked for help came back half a month after sending the powerful Huron Alliance, saying that there was a rising Hulan tribe over there who set up an ambush with 1,500 soldiers and buried the 4,300 Huron troops, so they fled back with less than 100 people, and three went crazy.

Now the Huron Alliance is panicking because the Hulan tribe has left a message that 'no one will be left in the tribe who dares to resist', and he is unable to help him psychologically and realistically.

But the Huron people were still righteous in the end, and at least let the messenger bring back a message to Henry Katia: Hulan is coming to you.

The monk said that the prophecy had been fulfilled: there was a devil on the other side of the sea guarding the treasure.

Henry's heart said that this prophecy is too much of an afterthought, why don't you say that the Great Khan of China is coming?

Forty-four years ago, his father called this China Canada, and even lived in Montreal for a whole year, waiting for the envoy of the Great Khan of China to take him to Beijing to get gold, but he did not wait until the copper, yellow iron, and mica were dug up and brought back to France, and his disgraced father never returned.

Henry, who lived and grew up with the monks, looked forward to the arrival of the envoy of the Great Khan of China when he was a child, and his father would return when the envoy of the Great Khan came.

But he inquired about all the tribes around him, and no one had heard of China.

Henry didn't believe what he was prophesying at this time, but it was true that he was discouraged, and he thought that it might be the Spaniards who lived in Montreal used to say.

It's going to be a tough one.

But the reinforcements gathered by the Ottawa Chinese soothed his restless heart a few days later.

However, the reinforcements were a bit much, and word from the tribe said that 5,700 Ottawanes were heading for Montreal.

Henry's heart pounded again when he heard the news - fortunately this is my friend, and I didn't know that one of their tribes could gather reinforcements comparable to the Great Alliance.

The Ottawa people did come, men, women, old people, children, and even the dogs of the village.

They didn't come to help at all, on the contrary, to ask for help.

When the Ottawa people heard that the army of the Huron League had been wiped out by the Hulans, and that terrible message, the survivors of the six villages on the southernmost banks of the Hindfoot tribe fled, repeating the same words.

The people said, "The people of the tribe are dead, and Hulan is coming." ”

The same words were heard six times in three days, and even the process was the same, the enemy came, and the village surrendered, and the village not only did not surrender, but also took out a bow and arrow and shot the Mohawk who told the news, and ate the messenger, and then the rider from farther away patted his horse's ass and ran, and a day later - the army pressed the border.

The decision-making process of the migration of the Ottawa Chinese is very scientific, and the first question is asked: what should I do when Hulan comes? Then conjecture and hypothetize: do not surrender; Then specify the plan and experiment: resist them, resist failure; Collect experimental data: failure, failure, or failure; Then analyze and demonstrate, and summarize the phenomenon.

In the end, the phenomenon is sublimated into physical concepts and laws: Hulan can't fight, if you don't want to surrender, run away!

So Mr. Henry received a large number of reinforcements to be stationed in Montreal, weak, helpless, and very good at eating.

These old, sick, pregnant, and child-bearing Ottawans ate a month's and a half of the Montreal garrison's rations in one week.

It's ...... It was a disaster.

Henry, who was besieged in the city, leaned on the wooden wall that gave him his last faith, but his godfather was very happy, and he baptized people every moment of the week, and kept talking to the people who came to take refuge, follow my faith, and believe that even if you die in a few days, you can go to heaven!

On the fortieth day of the siege of Montreal, a man in iron armor and an iron helmet approached the dock in a canoe, shouting in jerky Iroquois for them to surrender to the Celestial Empire, or the chickens and dogs would be left behind after the city was broken.

Henry's face in the city is green—yes! The emissaries of the Great Khan of China came, but only to send them to heaven.