Mad wolves are the Tlinkkites of North American Indians, which are Indians who live mainly in the western part of the North American continent. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Odious whites, who have taken our land and left the grasslands into deserts; They hunt our bison, let the beef rot in the grasslands, and make us lose food; They also killed our warriors, and it is said that many tribes in the south have been exterminated by them. "Mad Wolf has told these stories over and over again since he was a child.

But the Indians could not defeat the white men who had come here across the sea, and the white men were wearing armor, and the stone spears and bone bows and arrows in the hands of the Indians could not penetrate at all; The whites rode horses, they came and went freely, and when the situation was not good, they could calmly retreat, and the Indians could not catch up with them at all; Once the opportunity is found by the cavalry, dozens of cavalry can scatter tens of thousands of people. And the white man has that fire-breathing iron pipe in his hand, which can make a very loud noise.

But these are not the most terrible things, the most terrible thing is that white people can transmit diseases!

The odious white man was like a messenger of the devil, spreading the disease to the Inca Empire, causing a large number of warriors to fall under the disease.

Fortunately, the whites were active in the east and south of the continent, and the west side of the continent was still a paradise for the Indians. But now it's different, those who have come here on huge ships and across the ocean have actually appeared on their own turf! They did not come from the south and the east, but from the west.

The warriors of some tribes found that they were the same as the hateful whites of the South, wearing armor, holding sharp iron weapons in their hands, knowing how to ride horses, and having fire-breathing iron pipes in their hands.

The mad wolf also has an iron pipe that can breathe fire, but that thing is not really easy to use, which is just to scare people who don't know. Once you know about this iron pipe, it is not terrible at all, it is very slow to reload, it cannot be used when it is windy and rainy, and the range is not as good as that of the crossbow machine used by white people.

The terrible weapons were still armor and horses, and they rode to and fro freely, and their armor was invulnerable. And I don't know if they are the devils carrying the plague!

In fact, after more than 100 years, the Indians also learned to ride horses, but they did not have thick armor, too many sharp weapons, and no cavalry tactics.

As can be seen from the weapons and equipment of these people, they are also white people from the other side of the sea. Indeed, at a distance, seeing Ming soldiers wearing armor and helmets, the Indians could not tell whether they were white or yellow, and there were many Russians in Zheng Jing's expedition.

The Indians, who had suffered many losses from the whites, had learned that the mad wolves would not fight these foreign conquerors on the open plains, but would lay traps in the jungle to ambush the conquerors.

The mad wolf led the warriors of the tribe and ambushed those hateful invaders several times, and several times succeeded. Although it was some unarmored people who were killed, presumably slaves of the conquerors, it was also a victory for the tribal warriors.

"Mad wolf, the enemy is here again!" A tribal warrior with a painted face, feathers on his head, leaves hanging from his waist, and a long fur of stone in his hand came to report.

"Warriors! Let's go fight together! Destroy those hateful invaders! The mad wolf, with an iron spear in his hand, stood up. The iron spear in his hand had been seized from other tribes, hateful tribes who traded with foreign invaders! They traded their land for iron in the hands of the invaders!

In fact, the so-called iron spear is a dagger tied to a wooden stick. That's the weapons that the Navajos traded with the devil, but unfortunately, where did the cowardly Navajos beat the heroic Trinket warriors? They got the finest iron tools, and in the end they didn't become the spoils of the mad wolves?

The mad wolf led the warrior straight to the spot where the intruders were cutting down the woods. The forest belongs to the Indians, it cannot be cut down by the invaders, it has been cut down, where are the Indian warriors going to hide? Once they lose their hiding place, they simply can't defeat the hateful invaders.

"It's almost there!" The mad wolf heard the sound of chopping wood and turned to the tribesmen and shouted.

The Rakshasas who were cutting wood heard voices coming from inside the jungle, and someone shouted, "Cannibals are coming!" ”

The wood-cutting Wa and Rakshasa had no iron armor, but they wore a thick cotton coat to withstand the attacks of the Indians' bone bows and arrows. However, if they are approached by the Indians, stone spears and stone axes can still cause them damage.

"Disperse!" Feng Xifan shouted.

The logging widows and rakshasas scattered, revealing musketeers, sharpshooters, and two three-pounder cannons behind.

"They're prepared!" Mad Wolf was taken aback.

It was too late, and the two three-pounder cannons erupted in flames, and the whistling shells smashed into the woods, and the two Indians who rushed in front were directly torn to pieces by the shells, and the flesh and foul-smelling entrails were scattered on the ground. The shells smashed on the trees, and a large tree collapsed with a bang, cracking the trees and sending debris flying. The cannonball that hit the tree turned in a different direction and burrowed into the crowd of Indians, smashing the head of an Indian warrior.

As the cannon roared, the sharpshooters fired rows of feathered arrows. Most of these archers are Oroqen and Evenki people from outside the Guan, they were originally hunters in the mountains and forests, and their archery skills are extremely accurate.

One after another, feathered arrows burrowed into the woods and pierced into the Indians, splattering blood and screaming. These Indians did not have a batch of armor, so to speak, arrows to the flesh.

"Stand back! Don't go any further! Mad Wolf shouted.

The Indians turned around and ran into the depths of the jungle, as long as they entered the depths of the jungle, the hateful invaders outside would not dare to chase them in, and they wanted to conquer the forest, so they could only cut it down little by little. But how many of them are there? How much time it takes to cut down this large area of primeval forest.

"Run! What are you still doing here? Waiting to die? The mad wolf kicked an Indian warrior who was so frightened that he couldn't move his legs.

The samurai raised his head and pointed to the sky with a shaky finger: "Look at the ...... heavens"

The mad wolf raised his head and was stunned: he saw a huge white ball floating in the air! It was huge, the size of a straw hut where several Indians lived.

A puff of white smoke erupted from the balloon, and one Indian spewed blood mist over his head, and one stumbled to the ground.

"Oh my God!" Someone screamed.

It's not that the Indians haven't seen muskets, they also know that muskets can't hit that far, and even if they can, it's not accurate, in fact, the range of muskets is a little farther than their soft hunting bows, how can they be so powerful? That's too far away, isn't it? It's just a cannon to catch!

At this moment, something even more terrifying happened: a fire dragon suddenly erupted from the big round ball, flew down to the ground with a roar, and landed in the jungle, only to hear a loud "boom", the fire dragon that landed on the ground set up a fire, and a large number of towering trees fell in the explosion, and several Indians around the center of the explosion flew up in the clouds, dancing and flying, and were torn to pieces in the air.

The speed of the fire dragon was very fast, and after a while, another fire dragon, followed by another fire dragon. Every time the dragon landed in the jungle, a huge ball of fire was raised, and patches of trees fell, and the Indians scurrying in the woods were shattered.

Zheng Jing's heart was dripping blood, and he roared in the bottom of his heart: Save some money! This is a rocket slip of the new gunpowder! One is a few hundred taels of silver!

This kind of rocket slip is actually a swarm of single-shot rockets in a swarm of vans. However, the accuracy of the rockets of that year was extremely poor, and the dense rockets installed on the top of the swarm of bee vans could make up for the lack of accuracy, causing great lethality to the infantry. However, with a single shot, you don't know where it has gone when you fly a few hundred meters away.

Although the rocket is equipped with wings, the technology of the year is not up to par, and the two wings cannot be completely symmetrical, so the error of launching is relatively large.

In order to be able to shock the Indians, Zheng Jing spent a lot of silver to buy rockets filled with new explosives, and made up for the lack of accuracy with the great power of the explosion. Due to the ferocity of the explosives, no hard shell is required to explode, so the charge can be larger than that of a normal rocket filled with black [gunpowder]. This new type of rocket has a charge of seven catties, and when it explodes, it can release more than 10 million joules of energy! The radius of action is more than thirty meters.

Such a powerful explosion caused each rocket to explode with a loud sound of hundreds of heavy artillery salvos. Although the accuracy is poor, the distance is close, only more than a hundred meters, and the Indians are dense and the explosion radius is large, which makes up for the lack of accuracy.

"Oh my God! It's the devil! "Some Indians knelt down.

"Not the devil! It's a god! It's a god from heaven! How could the devil go to heaven? Or is it the sky in broad daylight? A tribal shaman shouted.

"Why is that?" The mad wolf roared, "Why would the gods punish us? Are we doing something wrong? ”

"Let's go! The gods have sinned against us! If you don't leave, it's too late! The shaman took the mad wolf by the way, leaving behind the people who were kneeling on the ground praying, and fled into the depths of the jungle with some of the Indian warriors who could still run.

Feng Xifan gave the order, and a group of heavy infantry wearing plate armor and armed with long knives walked into the jungle and cut off the heads of the wounded Indians with their swords. Anyway, most of the injured people can't be saved, so it's better to hack them to death with a knife and solve the pain. The Indians who knelt on the ground and prayed were all taken prisoner.

"Say it! Why fight with us? "An interpreter interrogates captured captives.

The translator is also Chinese, named Sun Zhimi, and is from Shanghai. This person's grandfather is the famous Sun Yuanhua! When Sun Yuanhua was framed by Wen Tiren and died unjustly because of Kong Youde's rebellion, Sun Yuanhua's sons Sun Hedou, Sun Hejing, Sun Heding and others swore no longer to be officials in the imperial court. Later, when the Qing army entered the customs, Sun Yuanhua's son was even more reluctant to do things for the Qing court, and has been living in seclusion in the countryside of Shanghai.

The Sun father and son are not only scientists, but also language experts, under the influence of his father Sun Hedou, Sun Zhimi is proficient in various Chinese languages, and even the indigenous Indian language that he has never understood has been learned by various means.

When I first came into contact with the Indians, I used gestures, pointing to things, drawing pictures, and other methods of communication. After communicating with the local aborigines for a period of time, Sun Zhimi actually learned a lot of indigenous languages!

The captive looked up in horror at the suave-looking man in his blue robes. Obviously, this man was in the same group as the invaders from the sea, but how could his skin color be different from that of the white man? Instead, it's close to your own skin color. Looking at the other fighters, they all have the same skin color, there are only a few whites in this team, and it is obvious that those whites do not have a high status in this team.

"You're turning all white people into your slaves?" The Indian captives asked in surprise.

Sun Zhimi nodded and said, "Yes!" Because we are protected by God! In fact, thousands of years ago, we were the same people as you! You also came from our continent! ”

"Are we the same people? Why do you have so many good things and we don't? The captive asked.

Sun Zhimi replied: "Because there is a messenger of God to help us!" We're here to help you defeat the whites, but you're going to beat us in turn! Therefore God is angry and has sent God's angels upon you. ”

"So that's ......" The Indian captives finally understood why there was a big ball flying into the sky, and such a terrifying fire dragon falling from the sky, and when it exploded, it was a large piece, and it was much more powerful than the white man's cannon! Those who can fly in the sky are even not gods, but they are also messengers of God!

If the gods punish themselves, it is because their tribe goes to fight with the people who have redeemed them, doesn't that anger the gods? No wonder they were punished by the gods.

As for why they came to help their tribe? The captives couldn't figure it out, since they were the same people as themselves, not hateful whites, but how could they have the same weapons in their hands as whites? But the color of their skin can't deceive people, which shows that the high priest (the captives thought Sun Zhimi was a priest) was not wrong, they were kind enough to help themselves and help themselves defeat the white people.

Sun Zhimi said: "I can let you go back, as long as you are willing to contact us, the gods will forgive you!" ”

The Ming army released all the prisoners. When the captives returned, they immediately told the mad wolf and the chief about it.

After listening to the captives' descriptions, the tribal shaman suddenly realized: "No wonder the gods will condemn us, it turns out that we regard our friends as enemies!" And it is an unpardonable sin for our friends to declare war on them when they are protected by the gods! But now it's okay, the gods have given us a chance to atone for our sins. ”

A few days later, the tribal chieftains, shamans, and the best warriors, the Mad Wolf, walked out of the jungle with all the men, women, and children who had fallen behind, and came to the Ming camp. To welcome their arrival, Zheng Jing ordered the hot air balloon to be raised.

Seeing the hot air balloon, all the natives knelt down and bowed to the hot air balloon in the air. (To be continued.) )