Asia, north of the Zhuangyuan Bridge.

"My grandfather took his sons to hunt in this forest, and now this forest and this sea belong to me, and I will also take my sons to hunt in this forest and fish in this sea, and in the future my son will take his son to hunt and fish here."

"We form hunting teams, we get food, we dance and we worship the gods in the mountains, we form families with the people we like, we play here, we kiss here, we have sex here, we will reproduce here, it is my land."

"It's mine!"

Zheng Tu, who wore a feather crown, did not wear the blue iron-lined iron cotton armor of the Ming army left by Ma Gui, he did not even take the Ming army's standard waist knife, and only one pair of two pairs of armor was now left, which was worn on a younger tribal warrior.

The warrior had migrated north with warriors to protect the women and children of the tribe, passing through the land of the I, through long cedar forests, and finally to a pine-covered area.

The man in the tribe who lived in a big house from the sea said that they were from the Ming army, from the other side of the sea, and now lived in the north where the pine trees were overgrown, which was far away, even more distant than any place in the west of the town.

The men and women who remained, they cut the shafts of the arrows, and over and over again sharpened the iron arrows they had made for them after the armor was melted in the kiln that the Ming army had fired at the Zhuangyuan Bridge.

The cluster of arrows has slender arrow collars, and the Ming army said that iron arrows have a chance to penetrate the iron armor, and the slender arrow collars inserted into the shaft of the arrow can make the arrows more powerful and easier to nail through the armor.

Unfortunately, the Spaniards came too quickly, and the storm of raids caused them heavy losses, and they did not have the opportunity to use this new weapon, and now only thirty-one iron arrows remained, which were scattered among the fifteen best marksmen.

But they also had guns, and there were slaves who had been freed from the Spaniards who called them 'Gang', which the Ming army called guns, and they also had nine long guns, and most of the captured Spanish muskets were taken back in the raid.

Zheng Tu said: "We will all die, die today." ”

His few remaining warriors, dressed in bone clothes and cowhide blankets, did not respond, still polishing their clusters of arrows, inserting them into the hollow shafts of the shafts at the front of the arrows.

However, someone next to him turned his head and glanced at Zheng Tu, his face was smeared with strange lines with blue dye from nowhere, and a small bone was nailed to his chin, and he pulled out an ugly smile and said, "If God wants us to die tomorrow, we must live obediently today." If Heaven wants us to die today, it's today. ”

"Before I die, I will pluck out their hearts and eat their brains to gain their power."

He was Zheng Tu's shaman, and as he said these frightening words, he stroked the mane of the tall horse beside him with a gentle gaze.

There were three horses in the tribe of Zhenguanxi, two of which were going north with the migrating women and children, and at the moment they had only this shaman, a cavalryman, with the waist sword of the Ming army hanging from his waist.

This was exactly why he knew they would die, and the raid made Zheng Tu lose his prestige among the surrounding small tribes, and people were no longer willing to go on expeditions with him, and most of the tribes migrated north after the war.

Now they had just over two hundred hunters, nine guns, one horse, more than a hundred bows, and thirty-seven crossbows.

The crossbow was taught to them by the Ming army, a wooden crossbow bed, and most of the suspended knives under force were also wood, and only a few were made of cow bones, which were not so durable.

At the same time, four hunters in the prime of life came out of the jungle with bows and arrows and axes, and cats bent through the bushes and ran south.

A few hundred steps further south is the Zhuangyuan Bridge.

Zheng Tu didn't know why those invaders didn't pursue north anymore, they had a chance to pursue, if they pursued on the day of the raid, no one in the entire Zhuangyuan Bridge would survive.

But the reason is not important to Zheng Tu, it is more important that his homeland is destroyed, and now he wants to kill the invaders and hope to reclaim his homeland.

Even if he can't take it back to his homeland, at least he can die in his homeland.

"Invaders have brought disaster to this land, and my tribe is not the first, nor will it be the last."

Zheng Tu was not overjoyed by the gifts of the Ming army, nor was he angry at the invasion of the Westerners, and it was only the way to take home or go crazy to die, just because he should have done it.

All he had in his heart now was pessimism – pessimism about the land.

From the mouth of the Ming army, he was most interested in Spain and the Ming Dynasty in the short time they spent together, and the Ming army compared them to their own people, depicting a distant and rich country in a few words.

At the same time, the Spaniards in the mouth of the Ming army were slightly weaker, and were defeated by the Ming army in a place called Lin Lai, but the country was also not small, and the two countries not only negotiated peace but also formed an alliance at this time.

And Portugal.

In Zheng Tu's view, no matter which country it is, it will bring destruction to the people who have lived on this land for generations.

And they are powerless to resist.

The warrior in the leather coat of oxbone roared through the bushes, sharpened stone spears piercing out of the bushes, and the armor of the Spanish patrol soldiers made a loud sound of gold and stone, and then a sharp sword pierced through the bones of the cow in his chest and peeked out from the warrior's back.

A sharp arrow of a stony arrow was pinned to the throat of the Spanish soldier in the short distance.

Everything was lightning, followed by the roar of the Spanish captain.

"Indians!"

Another arrow came from the woods, and the impact of the brightly embed armor caused the high-topped captain to take a step back, but did no damage.

Even the two musketeers next to him, dressed only in quilted quilted cotton armor, were not afraid of stony arrowheads.

It is worth mentioning that the Spanish cotton armor was learned from the Aztecs, and its name was 'Ichikawibiri', which was similar to the armor of the jaguar warriors, and most warriors had it, except that the jaguar warriors also wore a layer of jaguar skin under the cotton armor.

The domesticated Indians of Havana made this cotton armor for them, which was more suitable for the climate of Mexico than plate armor and provided a decent defense.

The quilt in the cotton armor was so tightly pressed that it was difficult for the Spanish arrows to penetrate, so it was obvious that the Indians were very cost-effective in making it, so after Spain declared bankruptcy for the second time, the Viceroy of New Spain equipped the soldiers with this cotton armor in large quantities.

This is the kind of armed clothing with large shoulders that people often wore with Spanish conquistadors, and this is the process used to make it.

After two of the four warriors had been killed, and no arrows were fired from the bushes, the Spanish captain saw that the enemy had fled northward, and although one of his men had died, he did not pursue, but sent someone to report to the captain who was in charge of the camp.

Zheng Tu failed to lure the enemy!