On the grassland, the lion is undoubtedly the top of the food chain, the real king, as big as the bison, as small as the prairie hare, all of them are its prey, but the fierce and powerful lion is not without weakness, it bites in its eye sockets, the gadfly near the mouth has no choice, and the fangs and claws can't kill this little bug, so they can only stare dryly.

Now the "Great Wizard" Mao Xingjian, the "Egg Cutting Witch" Han Xiaomo, just like a gadfly, plagues the lion of the Cheyenne people and the black-footed people behind it, the Zuni people and other lions, for the threat posed by Mao Xingjian, no matter which clan of the chiefs can not ignore, no one dares to touch them, and the current prince is also more tactful than when he was a fledgling, so he has a cheeky face to stay here with the Cheyenne people, bringing a lot of excitement and trouble to the primitive and orderly Cheyenne.

"Rice! This year's new rice! Excellent rice porridge!"

Han Xiaomo is back to her old job, cook! The clay pot was burning, mixed with fish, salt, and vegetable leaves, and the rice porridge with precious salt, and the Cheyenne hunters near the fragrance hook couldn't walk, I don't know who started, a group of sturdy men surrounded Han Jinlong's convoy, sitting on stools and drinking meat porridge like a food street.

Of course, these are Han Jinnong's food, but they are not free, Su Yu translated in front of the convoy, these Cheyenne people also realized that they drank the porridge and turned over things from home to exchange, in the sound of clanging, the gold coins of the Spaniards and the Aztecs, cat's eyes, ruby sapphires, gold and silver utensils, in just a few days, Han Jinnong's box was filled with these treasures, as well as all kinds of furs, claws, teeth, skulls, and even clean bison bones, he also collected.

But in the end, it was the Ming people, unlike those greedy Western colonizers, in Mao Xingjian's gaze, Han Jinnong was also helpless to try his best to do fair trade, for example, the Cheyenne in front of him sent an Aztec sacrifice gold mask inlaid with diamonds, in his stupidity, Han Jinnong drove a whole cart directly to the tent where he lived, unloaded more than ten stones of grain for him, and filled his house, he had never seen so much grain, and directly looked at the Cheyenne hunter stupidly.

The news of the Cheyenne market also attracted the nearby Zuni people, blackfoot people and other tribes, and some tribe members even traveled hundreds of miles from the edge of the Great Salt Desert to exchange.

Food is more precious than anything else for the North American Indians, and while Mao Xingjian is helpless, the chiefs of the big horns and other tribes are also happy to see it, and even specially organized a team of hunters to protect the ox carts that Han Jinnong travels to and from the north and south of the Snake River every day.

However, the big horns did not notice that with the influx of food into the various sub-tribes of the Cheyenne tribe, the clan members, who were originally murderous and full of war, also began to feel comfortable, without the imminent danger of starvation, and there was enough food in the warehouse to survive the winter, and they were not willing to fight to the death with the seemingly invincible bison herd of the Sioux people.

This is very similar to the relationship between the Ming Dynasty and Mongolia, more than 100 years ago, the Ming Dynasty guarded against the death of Mongolia, strictly strangled the nine sides of the various paths, the trade between the two sides was close to nothing, the result of the Ming Dynasty and Mongolia is also a bloody war for many years, to the middle and late Ming Dynasty, the law was abolished, the border army was decadent and loose, all kinds of smugglers went crazy, the Ming and the Mongols could not fight, in the later Qing Dynasty, the various Mongolian princes became big businessmen, the formation of a pot village to the interior to traffic fur camel hair, the entire Qing Dynasty, except for the power of Western Mongolia, No grassland tyrant can rise up to compete with the Central Plains for hegemony.

Now Mao Xingjian used the method of dealing with the Mongols in the later Ming Dynasty.

This trick also really worked, and in the second month after he soaked in the Cheyenne tribe, he was invited into the Cheyenne cowhide chieftain's tent.

This time it was much more lively than the last time he was entertained, the large temple plate built of dozens of square meters of wood was full, not to mention, there were even Indian warriors wearing feather crowns looking in, and those who could sit inside were at least the level of the clan patriarch and the great wizard, and the little wizard and the clan chiefs and clan wizards who formed the base of the North American Indians were not even qualified to enter.

Sitting cross-legged on Mao Xingjian, there are also five more strong men like iron towers, in the middle, there is still a big horn of the Cheyenne chief wearing a bison skull, two on the left, a big face and a wide forehead with two black and thick braids hanging down from the cheeks, what is particularly noticeable is that the burp bone in the middle of his nose seems to be shortened inward, making the nose extremely large, thick and drooping, very much like those hideous apologetic rakshasas in Hinduism, Vajra.

The other countenance was normal, typical of an Indian appearance, with eight thick eagle feathers stuck on his head, but his crossed feet were bare, and he did not wear a pair of leather soft shoes like other Indians, and they were extraordinarily thick, and painted black with unknown paint.

On the right hand, the great chief of the Zuni people is also a sorcerer, he does not wear the crown of warriors, but wraps his hair around three shriveled eagle heads, and in his dry hands he holds a wooden staff, and the same three large rattlesnake skulls with fangs open and large mouths tied to the heads of the rods by cowhide bands.

But the most ferocious one in this should be the chief of the Shoshone people, the height of North American Indians is generally between 1.65 meters and 1.75 meters, which can be regarded as the general height of northerners in this era, and the tall white Europeans in later generations are actually not much taller than them now, but this strong man is 1.9 meters tall, almost 2 meters taller, bigger than other Indians, with a hideous face, and he did not wear a fur crown, but carried a wooden shelf behind his back, Five shriveled and shrunken human heads were hung on the shelves like strange fruits.

Looking at this posture, most of the leaders of the remaining five clans in the north have arrived.

A little annoyed and a little frustrated, Bighorn was the first to hum in a dull voice.

"After the clan assembly, the Cheyenne, Zuni, Shoshone, Occidenus, and Blackfoot are willing to make peace with the Sioux and Apache tribes, and respect each other's territory, the five tribes will not hunt on the Snake River Plain, but the Sioux must ensure that the trade with the five tribes needs to continue!"

If you don't like a businessman, you have to be a businessman! Mao Xingjian nodded happily.

"The Sioux agree to peace and trade!"

It's still the kind of familiar big cigarette pouch, Dajiao personally lit the cigarette pouch pot and handed it to Mao Xingjian with his own hands, and now he is familiar with it, the prince took a heavy breath happily, and even some familiar ones spit out the smoke ring, and then returned it to Dajiao, five burly and hideous Indians took a puff of cigarette pouch and pot after taking the lead, and this peace agreement was completely settled.

However, Mao Xingjian was of course not satisfied with just one peace agreement, and after this peace ceremony, Mao Xingjian was full of excitement and shouted loudly.

"Lone learned from the Apache tribe that the six tribes were also fighting for their own territory, but in order to deal with the Spanish barbarians, they formed a six-tribe alliance and defeated the white barbarians on the Mexican coast in a row, and the alliance mediated the territory and contradictions between the tribes, and distributed hunting grounds, since the Sioux and the six tribes have reached a peace agreement, Lone proposes, why don't we build a bigger alliance?"

"Oh?"

The five big chiefs, each holding a cigarette pouch, raised their heads with interest, looking at this scene, Mao Xingjian said more quickly and urgently.

"Not everyone is born fit to hunt! Instead of starving to death for this part of the clan, it is better to let them learn to farm, if the big alliance is formed, the Sioux will allocate land for this part of the clan to farm, and the bravest warriors in the tribe, the hunters can still organize to hunt and express their respect for the hunting god! There is no need for another war between the seven tribes, and once another tribe invades, the seven tribes can also deal with it all at once, isn't it beautiful!"

The words have begun to move these tribal chiefs, they have also eaten rice porridge and white-flour steamed buns these days, let these hunters who dance and play guns bend down to farm, they are definitely unwilling, the hunters of the various departments of the Sioux people have been reflected, Mao Xingjian's idea is equivalent to the best of both worlds, looking at the contemplative appearance of these chiefs, Mao Xingjian stepped up to strike while the iron was hot, and with a bang, he pulled out the big health care hanging from his waist again, the good steel mouth, and the light sword body attracted those Indian chiefs to look at it subconsciously.

"And after the alliance, the Sioux can also fully open up the trade, and provide you with better weapons, stronger armor, arrowheads made of steel, and even muskets and gunpowder!"

How attractive the weapon is for these tough guys, you can imagine, looking at the arms dealer Mao Xingjian one after another, the big chief of the Shoshone people cut off his head and couldn't help but reach out and take Mao Xingjian's big health care, the rough fingers slightly tried on the blade, and a bloody cut was immediately revealed on his thumb, not angry but happy, this big man immediately stroked the sword body non-stop, the obsessive appearance, as if caressing the delicate body of the peerless beauty.

Reaching out to take a large handful of arrows that Mao Xingjian took out of his pocket, and then taking out his own stone arrows from the quiver on the side, the black-footed chief Wufeng also showed an expression of interest.

However, the alliance is a big deal, and everyone is not stupid, the Sioux have provided so much, and the big alliance in the future will definitely be dominated by the Sioux, and there are still a lot of opposition voices within the big guys, and the current big chief of the alliance still shook his head solemnly.

"Sioux Grand Wizard, your proposal, the five clans still need to consider and discuss!"

Mao Xingjian also knew that now was not the time to be in a hurry, what he could do was to pile up the weights as much as possible, stood up with a smile, slapped the outside, and learned from the Indians, Mao Xingjian also shouted loudly.

"Finally, please take a look at the gift of the corn god brought by Lone, and see the benefits of farming!"

With his slap, he had been waiting outside, Han Jinnong's youngest son Han Gufeng was excited to bring in a huge jar, and suddenly knocked on your seal, and a strong fragrance came out violently, attracting a group of Indians, especially the big chief of the big man with a big nose, and the bull hunting bull all twitched their huge noses.

Good stuff that hasn't been playing these days, wine!

(End of chapter)