1635 Han style rises again

Chapter 89 Yaowu

At noon that day, there was laughter and laughter in the camp. In addition to enough food, everyone also shared a small bowl of rice wine, cheering for the return of Cao Xiong and others and the supplies.

After eating, we began to organize the disembarkation of personnel and supplies.Everyone was happy to accept the new immigrants from Daming.Having more people means that more fields can be expanded and more production and living facilities can be built.At the same time, with more people, the sense of security will increase a little.

Qi Tian organized the people to boil more than a dozen pots of water, and first let the sailors and immigrants from the Ming Dynasty take a bath to clean their bodies and hair.After nearly 20 days on the ship, almost everyone has a sour smell.All their clothes were burned and buried, and God knows if they were carrying any parasites or germs.

At that time, their group of new immigrants will live alone in a specific wooden house area, until they are separated for ten days, and then live separately from the old immigrants.

After cleaning the body and hair, the new immigrant from Daming distributed two bolts of Indian homespun cloth with a hole in the middle, and then simply tied it with a binding tape, and it became a piece of the most primitive clothes.As for the formal clothes in the later period, they had to sew them with needles and threads.

"Uncle, tomorrow we'd better gather two or 300 armed men and go to the indigenous tribe of the Black Valley to demonstrate our force!" Qi Tian accompanied Cao Xiong to check the progress of various projects in the camp.

"Are you going to destroy them?" Cao Xiong stopped.At noon, he listened to Yu Fukun's talk about Black Valley's commotion over food exchange, and the fact that he stopped carrying coal to supply the camp.I think it's time to teach those ignorant savages a lesson.

"It's easy to kill them." Qi Tian shook his head, "But in the future, where can we find so many cheap labor?"

"what do you mean……"

"Go to their tribe with full armor, scare them, and let them continue to provide us with coal. Of course, you can exchange them with food. As for how to exchange, we have the final say!"

"Want to see blood?"

"...If possible, see the blood! Let them know that our place is not something they dare to covet.... In the future, when you leave again, they'd better not want it, or dare not give birth to something they shouldn't have. idea!"

"Okay! I'll take someone there tomorrow!" Cao Xiong nodded, "We'll stay here for a maximum of ten days, and then we'll go to Batavia, and then...to Daming."

"Uncle, I went to Daming, if possible, take in more women back."

"Are you worried that what happened to He Laoliu will happen again?"

"Men and women match, work is not tiring!" Qi Tian made a joke for future generations, "With a woman, there is a family; with a family, the society we have built is complete."

"That's right. Some of the brothers who have fought for many years have already broken their homes, and some have been alone. Now that we have a foothold, it's time to start a home for our brothers!"

"Uncle, you are a very good boss!" Qi Tian praised sincerely.

"Haha..." Cao Xiong laughed loudly, and patted Qi Tian's little shoulder, "I have made a family for my brothers, so naturally, I want to marry good wives for your nephews!"

At dawn the next day, Cao Xiong organized 260 guards, carrying muskets, knives and spears.Followed by more than [-] young men, some of them were holding swords, and the rest were carrying a wooden spear, heading towards the indigenous tribe of the Black Valley.

In less than half a day, the most powerful armed force in history on this continent had arrived near the camp of the indigenous tribes of the Black Valley.Looking at some natives scattered around, Cao Xiong gave an order to arrest them all.

Then, he dragged more than a dozen of the captured soil to the gate of the Heishan aboriginal camp, and killed them all.Suddenly, the natives in the camp were noisy and shouted.

"Muskets ready! Kill all the outcroppings at the gate of the camp!"

"Bang bang bang!..." Six or seven rounds of firearms were fired in succession, killing the natives looking out from the gate of the camp one by one.

"If only there was a cannon! Let these savages see how powerful we are!" Yu Fukun said.

"The muskets scare these savages so much that they dare not come out. If you push a cannon over, you must scare them away!" Cao Xiong said with a smile.

"What should we do now?" Yu Fukun asked.

"It's almost there!" Cao Xiong looked at the quiet gate of the camp, "Niuhu, take a few people in and tell them about our requirements!"

With a promise, Niuhu led several people into the camp of the aborigines.

With a sound of "咻", a boomerang flew over from behind the thatched cottage.

With a sound of "Dang", Niu Hu swung his knife and chopped it into the air. Several companions behind him were about to raise their muskets and shoot, but Niu Hu blocked him.

"Where are your leaders? Come out to me!" Niu Hu shouted loudly, regardless of whether the other party understood or not.

The camp was full of aborigines running around. Just now, more than a dozen aborigines were beheaded in public at the gate of the camp, and then several rounds of gunfire were fired, scaring the aborigines of the Black Valley.

In the past, more than a dozen members of the ore hunting team, including Niu Hu, could smash the hostile tribes they attacked with five or six muskets.

But now, more than 500 people came outside the camp, fully armed, they were equipped with more swords and more muskets.This, how can the enemy!
Niuhu yelled a few more times, and the aborigines in the distance all timidly hid behind the thatched huts, looking at them in fear.However, no one dared to step forward to answer.

"A bunch of cowards!" Niu Hu took a bite, "You wait for me here, and I'll look for their leader."

"Be careful, don't let others cut you off!" A companion said with a smile.

"My life is long!" Niu Hu muttered, tightened his leather armor, and walked slowly into the camp.

Wherever he passed, the natives looked at Niuhu in fear, and they dared not lift the wooden stick in their hands, so they just watched him go deep into the camp.

Finally, Niu Hu saw the leader of the Black Valley Tribe with a lot of bird feathers on his head behind the aboriginal camp.Behind him gathered more than 100 indigenous people holding wooden spears, looking at him with complicated expressions through several knocked down thatched huts.

Niu Hu smiled broadly, strode up to the leader, faced countless raised swords and wooden spears, and looked at the native leader proudly.

At the back gate of the camp, many women, children and old people were running out in a hurry.There were also some slaves with their hands bound, also under the supervision of several indigenous warriors, and Qi Qiran followed behind.

They gathered here, presumably intending to temporarily block the attack of Cao Xiong's troops, so that the women, children, old people, and slaves in the camp could retreat.

Niu Hu looked at the native leader, stretched out his left hand, took out a piece of dried meat from his pocket, and threw it at his feet.Then he looked around, walked to the side, squatted down, and picked up a piece of coal.

He walked up to the native leader again, pointed to the jerky under his feet, shook the coal in his left hand, and smiled at him.Immediately, he turned and left.

From the beginning to the end, except for being attacked by a boomerang just after entering the camp, Niuhu did not receive any attack.

"Did you explain it clearly to them?" Cao Xiong asked in a deep voice when he saw Niu Hu came back.

"Probably... let's make it clear!" Niu Hu scratched his head and replied with some uncertainty.

"It's okay, if they still don't understand, we'll come back tomorrow!" Cao Xiong said, "Let's go, we're going back....By the way, carry some coal back."

On the second day, the indigenous tribes of the Black Valley sent more than 200 people to carry the coal.Obviously, Niu Hu's communication still let the other party understand the meaning of the Jianye City camp.

Each time they carried more than 30 kilograms of coal, what they got was only three pieces of sorghum pancakes, which was only enough to feed one person.Each person carries it three times, and only then will there be an extra handful of salt or a handful of spices.

However, the aborigines had no complaints. Instead, they cheerfully put down the coal, picked up sorghum pancakes and gnawed on them.After eating the pancakes, he ran back quickly to carry the second time, earning a ration for his wife, children or parents.

With a large amount of coal, the brick kilns and cement kilns that had been shut down for many days began to emit billowing smoke again.

Five or six hundred people were scattered in the fields. The new immigrants from Daming, under the leadership of the old immigrants from Luzon, continued to reclaim more wasteland and replant the seedlings that were lacking before. At the same time, they also tried to plant Batavia to buy of various food seeds.

The entire Jianye City camp has returned to its former bustling scene.

(End of this chapter)