Daming heir

The Central Plains people conquered many places.

Even in the current continent of Europa, legends of the terrifying Mongolian cavalry are still circulating.

Although that was something that belonged to the former Yuan Dynasty more than 100 years ago.

But in terms of historical context, the Qianyuan Dynasty also belongs to an important part of the Central Plains cultural system.

now.

The Central Plains people have set foot on a brand new continent for the first time and are about to appear in front of a brand new human race for the first time.

The Ming army of more than 300 people, in the shape of a wild goose feather formation, crossed rivers and slopes from the great plains of western North America and stood on the slopes.

Down the slope is a gathering place of humans.

The primitive appearance made Zhu Yunwen, Sun Cheng and others think that they were seeing scenes of human life in ancient times recorded in the history books of the Central Plains.

The low house was crudely built from tree trunks. It had no windows and only one door for entry and exit.

It is said to be a door, but in fact it is better to say that it is an opening for people to enter and exit.

It was getting late now.

If it were placed in the Central Plains, the people of the Ming Dynasty, whose lives are gradually getting better, have already begun to light candles and oil lamps.

But here, the room was dark, with only the fire lit in the middle of the gathering place emitting dim light into the room, bringing a trace of light.

The gathering place was artificially built into a circle.

There are fixed intervals in circles, and in the middle of the houses made of tree trunks, there are small piles of fires.

The smoke seen from a distance comes from these fires.

At this moment, there were many people in thin clothes surrounding the fire, seeming to be preparing food.

Zhu Yunwen and Sun Cheng's eyes widened.

This was the first time that the Ming Dynasty found indigenous people in this new land.

Everything here needs to be recorded in detail and then sent back to the day.

The people here have yellow-brown skin, which is similar to the skin color of the people in the Central Plains.

The same black hair, but with more hairstyle options.

They may wear their hair loose, or braid it for both men and women, or wear a few brightly colored bird feathers on their heads.

Occasionally, you can still see a few men with hat-like headdresses made of complex and colorful bird feathers.

But in this autumn climate, these people are wearing very thin clothes.

Most people expose large areas of skin on their bodies, with strings of brightly colored beads hanging on their necks and chests, and large or small red and blue packages on their waists or shoulders.

Some relatively strong men also have horns that appear to be made of cow horns hanging around their waists.

Several horses were tied up next to the house simply with ropes threaded through their noses.

The reason why they are called horses instead of war horses is because apart from the ropes that pass through their noses, these horses no longer have the saddles and stirrups that are equipped on horses in the Central Plains.

Without those ropes, Zhu Yunwen and Sun Cheng would definitely feel that these horses were the same as the horses in the wild horses they had encountered on this grassland before.

"We must have different languages ​​from the other party. How should we negotiate later?" Sun Cheng lay on the slope and stared at the aboriginal gathering place down the slope.

Zhu Yunwen curled his lips: "Just treat them as mute and deaf, and we can just show them signs at the worst."

Sun Cheng nodded, this is the only way now.

If these people are willing to negotiate with them.

But if these people are unwilling to negotiate, then they don't have to bother with gestures, and the only option is to use the knife.

"Go together?"

Sun Cheng asked another question.

He inspected the aboriginal gathering place below by observing the military law, and found that the number of people was about 120.

If more than 300 of them go there together, the other party will definitely be afraid and jealous because of the difference in numbers between the two sides.

But if fewer people go, their safety will inevitably be challenged if something happens.

However, Zhu Yunwen hummed and said: "Let's go together. I will act in a royal way and do things honestly. Remember later, unless the other party really takes action against us, no matter what happens, don't act rashly."

Zhu Yunwen's eyes were dim as he watched Sun Cheng pass on his words layer by layer.

In his opinion, this new continent is full of mystery.

He saw many animals that he had never heard of before, and also saw many plants that were not found in the Central Plains.

They even discovered large areas of exposed high-quality gold deposits while traveling through mountains and river valleys.

The moment Zhu Yunwen saw the original inhabitants of this new continent with his own eyes, he had already determined that if they wanted to conquer this continent as quickly as possible, they must obtain the recognition and submission of the original inhabitants in front of them.

Zhu Yunwen stood up and tidied up his robes.

On both sides of him, officers and soldiers stood up one after another.

The sudden change quickly attracted the attention of the Indians on the Great Plains of western North America down the slope.

Luxurious clothes, a long knife hanging from his waist, and a burly body.

He immediately became wary of these Indians.

The women jumped up quickly, carrying the children around them and hiding in the house.

The men gathered together, holding long wooden sticks with sharpened front ends.

In theory, for these Indians, in hand was their weapon, the wooden spear.

But in the eyes of Zhu Yunwen and others, this can only be described as a 'sharp wooden stick'.

Zhu Yunwen glanced at Sun Cheng beside him.

Sun Cheng understood and immediately smiled, holding up a salt bag and a piece of smoked bacon with each hand.

Sun Cheng took the lead, followed by Zhu Yunwen, and the other officers and soldiers began to slowly approach the Indian gathering place down the slope in a wild goose feather formation.

There was a burst of chirping shouts from the gathering place.

The Indians appeared shocked and frightened.

It was only because of the friendliness shown by Sun Cheng, who was walking at the front, that these Indians did not think that the enemy was coming.

The Indians began to walk out of the gathering, their weapons clutched tightly in their hands.

The two sides are getting closer.

When the distance between the two sides was still about thirty steps, the Indians began to stop and made a gesture to Zhu Yunwen and others to prohibit any further approach.

Zhu Yunwen and others stopped immediately.

Sun Cheng's hands, which had already been raised, were raised again.

He glanced back at Zhu Yunwen, then looked down at the saber on his waist.

Zhu Yunwen understood, walked to Sun Cheng, deliberately exposed his sight to the Indians opposite, and took off Sun Cheng's saber.

"Put it on the ground in front of them."

Sun Cheng reminded him, and Zhu Yunwen did so.Then Sun Cheng walked forward about ten steps, his eyes always staring at the Indian leader opposite him, slowly squatting down and placing the salt bag and smoked dried bacon on the ground.

After letting go, Sun Cheng felt that this was not enough to express.

He opened the salt bag, inserted a finger, stuck some fine crystal salt on it, showed it to the Indians, and then stuffed it into his mouth.

Then Sun Cheng tore off a small piece of smoked and dried bacon with both hands, put it into his mouth in front of the Indians in front of him, and ate it into his stomach.

The expressions of the Indians gradually softened, and they were no longer nervous and uneasy as before, but they were still wary of the group of people in front of them who came from nowhere.

After Sun Cheng finished showing off, he stretched out his hands forward, pointed twice at the salt bags and smoked dried bacon on the ground, and then slowly stepped back to his original position step by step.

"These people are being cautious and I hope they understand what we are coming for."

After Sun Cheng stepped back, he didn't look away and whispered.

Zhu Yunwen nodded. This was the first face-to-face communication between the two parties, and it was already full of uncertainty.

opposite.

The leading Indian leader, after observing Sun Cheng, Zhu Yunwen and others for a long time, turned to look at a tribesman next to him holding a long wooden stick.

The tribesman held the long wooden stick tightly and cautiously stepped forward.

He did not go directly to the salt bag and smoked bacon that Sun Cheng had thrown on the ground. Instead, he inserted a sharpened stick into the smoked bacon, then picked up the salt bag and continued to carefully return to the leader.

This tribesman did not need to give orders from the leader, so he followed Sun Cheng's previous example and inserted a finger into the salt bag.

The crystal clear fine salt produced in the Lianghuai Salt Fields of the Ming Dynasty instantly attracted the attention of several Indians around.

The Indian tribesman, still a little uneasy on his face, stretched out his tongue and gently licked the fine salt on his finger.

The salty taste burst out in this tribesman's mouth instantly.

The Indian tribesman's eyes widened immediately and he turned to look at the leader.

Under the gazes of Zhu Yunwen and Sun Cheng, they saw the man opposite talking to the leader, and then the leader did the same thing.

salt.

One of the indispensable items for mankind.

When the Indian leader tasted the taste of salt, he naturally hid the salt bag in the cloth bag on his waist.

Next is the piece of smoked and dried bacon.

After confirming the salt, the Indian finally felt relieved this time. It seemed that he was worried that the leader would take away all the salt. This time, the Indian tore off a piece of bacon that was far more than needed for identification and stuffed it into his mouth.

After tasting the flavor of smoked and dried bacon.

The tribesman nodded heavily at the leader.

Naturally, the leader also tasted a small piece, and then the piece of bacon went into the cloth bag on his waist as usual.

Then, under the watchful eyes of Zhu Yunwen and Sun Cheng, these Indians began to gather together and discuss something in a low voice.

Soon.

Several women came out from behind the men.

The large wooden bowl dug out of the wooden pile was filled with a kind of mushy food that exuded a strange smell.

The women just placed the food between them, just like Sun Cheng did before.

As people from the Central Plains, both Zhu Yunwen and Sun Cheng already have the right to be picky about food.

Even in the army, one or two bites of such mushy food would only be eaten during a rapid march.

Moreover, it is very characteristic of the Central Plains and in line with the tastes of the Central Plains people.

It's just that the other party has already tasted the salt and dried bacon they brought.Of course they couldn't refuse to taste each other's food.

Zhu Yunwen glanced at Sun Cheng. He felt that it would be better to leave this matter of tasting new things and gaining fresh knowledge to Sun Cheng.

Sun Cheng rolled his eyes, and after making sure that the women had all moved away, he stepped forward again.

"Not even a spoon?"

Sun Cheng lowered his head and looked at the big bowl of paste in front of him, and muttered in a low voice.

Then he could only fish out a little bit of paste with his hands in front of the Indians opposite and stuff it into his mouth.

Weird taste.

Weird smell.

weird food.

It's not delicious, but it's not bad either.

If it was really unpalatable, these people wouldn't use it as food.

Seeing Sun Cheng eating the food from the tribe, the Indians finally smiled on their faces.

Under the protection of his tribe, the leader walked up to Sun Cheng and opened his arms.

But Sun Cheng just stood up, turned sideways, and looked at Zhu Yunwen behind him.

This is the rule.

Even if the two parties did not understand each other's language, he had to let these people understand that Zhu Yunwen was the person with the highest power and status in this new land of Ming Dynasty.

Ever since he crossed the frozen strait, Sun Cheng had always felt that perhaps one day in the future, young man Zhu Yunwen would reappear in the Ming Dynasty with another appearance and status.

The empire's first royal vassal in the New World?
Maybe it's something that has a high chance of coming true.

Seeing Sun Cheng's performance, the Indian leader on the opposite side could not understand the language of these people, but he could understand what they meant.

The leader glanced at the more than 300 officers and soldiers behind Zhu Yunwen and Sun Cheng, and pointed.

Zhu Yunwen looked at Sun Cheng. He seemed to intend to use Sun Cheng as a communication messenger between the two parties.

Sun Cheng was a little helpless, but he could only start gesticulating with his hands, and imitated some beast-like sounds in his mouth.

Soon, the Indian leader understood that these more than 300 officers and soldiers were to protect Zhu Yunwen's safety.

Similarly, the leader also knew that Zhu Yunwen and the others came from a very distant and powerful force.

As for how powerful?
In the hands of the man who kept gesticulating, the leader could no longer imagine.

After all, if anyone comes out, there will be more than 300 guards. Such a thing does not exist in this land.

When the sky darkened completely, the fire in the Indian gathering place finally played its original role, emitting bright light.

On behalf of Zhu Yunwen, Sun Cheng declined the invitation from the Indian leader, and instead chose to set up camp on the edge of the opponent's gathering place.

When the Indians saw these people actually building tents with cloth, they were shocked and became even more curious and awed by the powerful force in that gesture.

When Sun Cheng took out a pot of wine and fed it into the mouth of the Indian leader.

After the brief gathering in the evening, a young Indian girl appeared outside Sun Cheng's tent.

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