The sun never sets in America

Chapter 10 The Last Straw That Broke the Camel's Camel

March 1840, [-], was a day that looked no different from any other day.

Shanyan Tribe Residency——
It was the day when the Shanyan Tribe was planting pumpkins. In the field that had just been weeded, the lean and naked upper body of the Shanyan Tribe, bent over, was planting the cultivated pumpkin seedlings in the fertilized land. superior.

Thanks to the exchanges with the Liujiabao Chinese, the agricultural level of the Indians near Los Angeles has improved significantly. Such skillful fertilization and weeding was only figured out after the Liujiabao Chinese came. In the past, Just sow some seeds and wait for them to mature. At the very least, you can just water them a little. Just make sure that some of them are viable so that you can plant as many seeds as possible next year.

As for how much one acre of land can be harvested, it has nothing to do with those Indians. For Indians whose civilization is still relatively primitive and have not even stably entered an agricultural society, everything is a gift from God.

Whether there is a good harvest or a famine, it is God’s will.

For the relatively ancient Indians, gods are an unavoidable factor from birth to death.

Therefore, the Indians believe in various gods. In some places, every tribe has its own god.

God dominates everything in America! !

bang—bang——
In the distance, a heavy sound of horse hoofbeats came, interrupting the peaceful atmosphere in the field. All the people of the Mountain and Rock Tribe involuntarily raised their heads and looked into the distance, in the direction of the sound.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and a dozen white men wearing gray cloth military uniforms and Napoleonic-era three-cornered hats rode towards them on horseback carrying muskets, causing a commotion.

"White devil, the white devil is coming——"

The timid Indian man put down his hoe and ran towards his home, causing a bigger commotion. Fortunately, the warriors guarding nearby arrived in time, otherwise the consequences might have been unpredictable.

After all, when people are in a panic, especially when a group of people are in a panic, nothing can be done.

"Ha ha---"

"These Indian cowards—"

"Yellow monkey!"

When the white Mexican cavalry saw the Sanyan tribesmen who were frightened by their arrival, they burst into laughter, and their words were full of contempt and disdain for the Indians.

When facing the mountain tribe warriors leading the team towards them, everyone showed a rebellious expression.

I wish I could look at people with my nostrils to express that white people are more advanced than Indians.

"Are you all from Los Angeles?" Although the Mountain Lake Warrior was very angry when facing the white Mexicans on horseback who looked at people, the reality forced him to hide his inner arrogance and show his hatred to these people the most. The white man lowered his head.

There is no way, the difference in strength is too big, this is the only way.

This is also the law that the Indians believe in. The strong dominates everything. But when this strong man is so cruel and does not regard the Indians as human beings, they can only swallow them alone even if they have all kinds of grievances. middle.

Without him, those who resisted have been exterminated!
If the Indians in the Midwest still have the will to resist the whites and dare to fight against the whites, then the Indians on the west coast, especially in Mexico, have basically lost their instinct to resist after hundreds of years of rule. The torrent washed away everything the Indians were proud of, until it broke out in insults one after another. But after the outbreak, it was only a matter of time before they perished.

"Indian monkey, are you stupid for eating fruit?" Diego Sis, the Mexican tax official who took the lead, raised his head and taunted the Mountain Lake Warriors. In his words, he mocked the Mountain Lake Warriors and even the entire Indian Rock Tribe. , even the entire Indian nation is likened to a monkey that can only climb trees to pick fruits. It can be said that the Indians and the mountain and lake warriors are not regarded as human beings at all.

After hearing this, the Mountain and Lake Warriors could only express silence, using silence to pretend to be deaf and mute, pretending not to understand what the other party was saying, but in their hearts, they were already like a volcano about to explode, and they just used their last sense to suppress it. The eruption of a volcano.

The calmer the situation is, the more ferocious it will be when it completely breaks out.

"What a disappointment!" Diego Sis looked at the Shanhu Warrior who had a normal expression and showed no reaction, and muttered in disappointment. The reason why Diego Sis said what he just said was to anger the Shanhu Warrior. , in order to get the pleasure of humiliating people, but after seeing that the Mountain Lake Warriors did not show any expression, he showed a dissatisfied expression.

"Listen, Indians, it's time for your Shanyan Tribe to pay the annual tax this year, which totals [-] pesos." Diego Sis opened his mouth to the Shanhu Warriors and demanded a high price of [-] pesos.

"Twenty thousand?" After hearing the figure of twenty thousand pesos, the Mountain Lake Warrior looked at Diego Sis on the horse in shock and said incredulously, "How could it be twenty thousand pesos? Usually there is not only one Ten thousand pesos?" The Mountain Lake Warrior immediately expressed doubts about the number of twenty thousand.

"Twenty thousand, that was last year's price." Diego Sis looked at the Mountain and Lake Warriors on the ground and smiled disdainfully, "This year your Mountain and Rock Tribe has accepted so many Indians who have fled from the Midwest. For the head tax, [-] is considered a very fair price. Why, do you still need me to count it myself so that you can rest assured?" Diego Sis continued to speak to the Mountain and Lake Warriors in a mocking tone, with a look of disdain on his face. Gu's expression.

As if the figure of twenty thousand pesos was still a benevolent choice by their Mexican government.

"This -" The Shanhu Warriors were shocked by Diego Sith's shamelessness. He didn't care about the temporary price increase. He also made up such a lame reason to tax them. Or was it that Shan Yan only needed to deceive them? Tribal reasons?

"We really can't come up with so much money, can we wait until the end of the year?" The Mountain Lake Warriors pleaded to Diego Sis. After all, their tribe has accepted so many Indian refugees. Just supporting the consumption of so many people is really a waste. It’s not easy. How can I still have money to pay taxes, and I still have to pay [-] pesos, a figure that can cause headaches for thousands of people in their entire tribe.

"Do you think it's possible at the end of the year?" Diego Sis laughed angrily after hearing that the money was to be paid at the end of the year, and retorted mercilessly, "I don't care what means you use, you must pay the [-] pesos today. You can also use food to offset the debt." Diego Sis focused on food. After all, food is still very valuable in the current chaotic situation in Mexico. Food is sometimes more valuable than pesos.

"No, really not. Food is the lifeblood of our Mountain and Rock Tribe. Without food, the people of our Mountain and Rock Tribe will all starve to death." Hearing that Diego Sith was thinking about food, the Mountain and Lake Warriors His expression immediately changed. After all, there were so many more Indian refugees coming to the Shanyan tribe, and his own food was still tight. He only relied on this year's harvest, so how could he lose food.

Food is equivalent to life for the people of today's mountain tribes.

How can you hand it over!
"Hmph, I don't care what you do with these Indian yellow-skinned monkeys." Diego Sis directly responded to the Shanhu Warriors with a smile, "Let's go!" Then he waved his riding crop and led the white Mexican militiamen behind him. Entered the center of the Mountain Tribe.

No matter how hard the Shanhu Warriors blocked the shouting, it was of no avail. "Here, here, here, load it all into the truck and take it away." Diego Sis rode a horse like a robber and broke into the mountain tribe's wheat warehouse. He was very skillful, as if he had entered his own home. It can be seen from this Although white Mexicans have been fighting for power within themselves over the years, their penetration and control of the Indians has never stopped.

Just like a jailer monitoring prisoners, every move of the prisoner is within their control.

The white Mexican colonists were the jailers, while the Indian tribes on the west coast were prisoners who had been enslaved for hundreds of years. Only the Indians themselves knew the pain and bitterness of this.

Then the white Mexican militiamen who were following them dismounted and urged the shivering Indian food guards beside them to put the food on donkey carts. If they were not satisfied at all, they would fight with fists and kicks. The frightened Indians did not dare to say anything. Resisting as if all this was natural, their reaction was completely different from that of the Indian tribes in the interior of the Midwest who were fighting the Americans.

It's like the difference between an obedient sheep and a tiger.

The biggest gap is that the early colonists in the Americas basically only colonized the coast. The coastal Indians first came into contact with the white colonists, and gradually developed a fear of the white people during hundreds of years of interaction.

Even facing bullying by white people, not resisting has become a physical and spiritual instinct.

"You can't take it, you can't take it." Shan Shi, the leader of the Shanyan tribe who came over, took urgent steps and stopped in front of the Mexican militiamen who were urging them to deposit food.

"Get away!" A Mexican militiaman directly pushed the leader Shan Shi away and pushed him to the ground in one breath.

"Leader!" Upon seeing this, the Shanhu warrior immediately helped the leader Shanshi on the ground.

"My lord, please stop all this!" The leader of Shanshi pleaded to Diego Sis, "For the sake of our Shanyan tribe paying taxes and showing allegiance to the Republic of Mexico for hundreds of years, stop all this! "The leader of Shanshi continued to plead, and even played the emotional card towards Diego Sith, hoping that the other party could forgive them.

"Allegiance?" Hearing some Indians saying they were loyal to the Republic of Mexico, Diego Sis seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, "Listen, the great Republic of Mexico does not need the allegiance of barbarians!" Diego Sis Si directly exposed Shanshi's last illusions about white Mexicans and the Mexican Republic.

Just as the surrounding Indians watched in pain as each other took away bags after bags of food for all of them to survive, a scream woke everyone up, and also woke them up who lived under the fear of the white Mexicans. .

"Ah -" I saw a very sharp short thorn inserted into the chest of Diego Sis by an Indian teenager. Before Diego Sis and the surrounding white Mexican militiamen could react, another He pulled it out and stabbed it several times until Diego Sis fell from his horse and could no longer breathe.

The boss stared with both eyes, and he didn't understand until his death why he was suddenly stabbed to death.

And in this flash of lightning, before the white Mexican militiamen could react, the young man shouted:
"Kill the white ghost!" Then he raised his long arm and inserted the extremely sharp short thorn into the neck of a white Mexican militiaman who had just turned around. In an instant, blood spurted out from his neck, turning his slightly immature face red. , with the scarlet eyes that kill, he looks like a little devil.

"Kill!" The Shanhu warrior who was the first to react picked up his knife and slashed at the white Mexican militiamen on the opposite side who were about to raise their guns. In an instant, their heads fell to the ground.

bang—bang——
The white Mexican militiamen who reacted opened fire on the rushing Indians. It was okay at first and scared some of the Indians, but with the second shot, the weakness of the flintlock guns was undoubtedly exposed.

Taking advantage of this period of time, the Shanhu Warriors took the lead and rushed forward, deflecting the bayonets thrust by the white Mexican militiamen. He raised the knife and dropped it, and another head fell to the ground.

Soon the dozen or so white Mexican militiamen who had just shown off their prowess died at the hands of the Indians.

Some of the Indians who broke out even humiliated the dead white Mexican militiamen on the ground, punching, kicking, and even tearing the corpses, directly tearing several corpses into several pieces.

For a time, the ground was full of mutilated limbs and blood of white Mexican militiamen.

Some Indians who had collapsed to the extreme even drank the blood flowing from the white Mexican militiamen on the ground. They drank heavily, and the corners of their mouths were covered with the blood of the white Mexican militiamen.

"What should we do now, leader?" After the killing, although he felt very relaxed and relieved, venting the resentment and hatred that had accumulated in his chest, what to do after the killing made the Mountain Lake Warrior very worried.

"The matter has come to this, we can only drag everyone into the water." Leader Shanshi, who had woken up and had no expectations for the white people, said something with a sinister expression that made the Shanhu warriors confused.

"Call that kid over here." Shanshi leader Xiang thought of the young man who dared to take action first.

The Shanhu warrior glanced at the Shanshi leader hesitantly, and then called over the young man who was wiping his face with a rag.

"What's your name and where are you from, kid?" Leader Shanshi looked at the bold young man in front of him and asked about his origins in an appreciative tone.

"Lan Sha, my name is Lan Sha, from the Shanta Tribe." Lan Sha, who fled to the Shanyan Tribe, replied expressionlessly, as if he was not the one who killed just now.

"Lan Sha, what a good name!" Looking at the young man who was calm and calm in front of him, the leader of Shanshi praised him with satisfaction.

"Shanhu!" Shanshi leader turned to shout to the Shanhu Warriors.

"Yes, leader!" Shanhu Warrior responded respectfully.

"Inform all the warriors in the tribe to mount our horses and raise the flag of Shanyan."

"Start the war at the nearest white ghost gathering point!"

"This time the entire West Coast will remember the name of our rock tribe!"

The eyes of the leader of Shanshi were full of madness. He knew that as soon as they opened the station, their Shanyan tribe would have no way out. Only if this war swept the entire west coast could the Shanyan tribe survive.

The Shanyan tribe single-handedly awakened the entire West Coast Indian tribe, which is crazy! !
(End of this chapter)