open sea

Chapter 693
Asia, north of Zhuangyuan Bridge.

"My grandfather took his sons to hunt in this forest. Now this forest and this sea belong to me. I will also take my sons to hunt in this forest and fish in this sea. In the future, my son will He will also take his son to hunt and fish here."

"We form a hunting team, get food, we dance, we sacrifice to the gods in the mountains, we form a family with the people we like, fight here, kiss here, make love here, we will eventually multiply here, that belongs to me land."

"belong to me!"

Zhenguanxi Zheng Tu, who wore a feather crown, did not wear the blue iron-padded armor of the Ming army left by Magui. Young tribal warriors.

The Ming armed soldiers had already migrated northward with the warriors protecting the women and children in the tribe. They would pass through the land of the Yi people, pass through the long fir forest, and finally reach the place full of pine trees.

The person in the tribe who came from the sea and lived in a big house said that they were from the Ming army, they came from the other side of the sea, and now they live in a place full of pine trees in the north, which is far away, farther than any place Zhenguanxi has been to.

The men and women who remained were cutting the arrow shafts and sharpening the iron arrowheads made for them after the armor was melted in the kiln fired by the Ming army at Zhuangyuan Bridge over and over again.

The arrow clusters have slender arrow collars. The Ming army said that the iron arrows have a chance to penetrate the iron armor. The slender arrow collars inserted into the arrow shaft can make the arrows stronger and easier to penetrate the armor.

It's a pity that the Spaniards came too fast, and the stormy raid caused them heavy losses, and they had no chance to use this new weapon. Now there are only 31 iron arrows left, which are scattered among the fifteen best shooters.

But they still have blunderbuss, some slaves liberated from the Spaniards called it "gang", the Ming army called it blunderbuss, they still have nine long blunderbusses, most of the captured Spanish muskets were snatched back in the raid .

Zheng Tu said: "We will all die, today."

His remaining warriors, who were wearing bone clothing and cowhide blankets, did not respond, they were still polishing their arrow clusters, and inserted arrow clusters with slender arrow collars into the hollow arrow shafts at the front.

On the contrary, someone beside him turned his head to look at Zheng Tu, his face was covered with strange lines with blue dye he did not know where, and a small bone was nailed to his chin. If we want to die tomorrow, we must live obediently today. If God wants us to die today, it is today.”

"Before I die, I will grab their hearts and eat their brains to gain their power."

He is Zheng Tu's shaman. When he said these frightening words, he was stroking the mane of the tall horse beside him with gentle eyes.

The tribe in Guanxi had three horses, two of them went north with the migrating women and children, and now they had only one cavalryman, the shaman, with a Ming army saber hanging from his waist.

That's why he knew they would die. Being raided made Zheng Tu lose his prestige among the small tribes around him. People were no longer willing to go on expeditions with him. Most of the tribes migrated north after the war.

Now they only have more than 200 hunters, nine guns, one horse, more than 100 bows and 37 crossbows.

The crossbow was taught by the Ming army. Most of the wooden crossbow bed and hanging knives are made of wood. Only a few are made of ox bone, which is not so durable.

At the same time, four hunters in their prime of life came out of the jungle with bows, arrows and axes, walked southward through the bushes with their waists bent.

A few hundred steps further south is Zhuangyuan Bridge.

Zheng Tu didn't know why those intruders stopped pursuing north. They had a chance to pursue them. If they pursued them on the day of the raid, no one in Zhuangyuan Bridge would survive.

But the reason is not important to Zheng Tu, the destruction of his homeland is more important. Now he wants to kill the intruders and hopes to regain his homeland.

Even if he can't regain his homeland, at least he can die in his own homeland.

"My tribe was not the first, nor will it be the last, of invaders to bring disaster to this land."

Zheng Tu was not delighted by the gift from the Ming army, nor was he angry by the invasion of the Westerners. Retaking his homeland or dying insanely was just the way, just because he should do so.

All he had in mind now was pessimism—pessimism about the land.

From what the Ming army said, he was most interested in Spain and the Ming Dynasty during the short time we spent together. The Ming army compared them to his own people, and described a distant and rich country in just a few words.

At the same time, the Spaniards in the mouth of the Ming army were a little weak, and they were defeated by the Ming army in a place called Linlai, but the country was also not small. At this time, the two countries not only negotiated peace but also formed an alliance.

And Portugal.

In Zheng Tu's view, no matter which country it is, it will bring destruction to the people who have lived on this land for generations.

And they were powerless to resist.

The warrior clad in ox bone and leather roared in the bushes, and the sharpened stone spear pierced out of the bushes, making a resounding sound of gold and stone with the armor of the Spanish patrol soldiers, and then a sharp stabbing sword pierced the chest bone, From the back of the warrior.

A sharp arrow with a stone arrowhead in a short distance was impaled in the throat of the Spanish soldier.

All the lightning and flint, followed by the Spanish captain's loud roar.

"Indian!"

Another arrow was shot from the forest, and the impact brought by the embedding on the bright armor caused the captain wearing a high helmet to take a step back without causing any damage.

Even the two musketeers next to him, clad only in quilted prismatic cotton armor, were not afraid of stone arrows.

It is worth mentioning that this cotton armor in Spain was learned from the Aztecs, and its name is 'Ichcavebiri'. It is similar to the armor of jaguar warriors. Most warriors have it, but it is different. The difference is that the jaguar warrior also wears a layer of jaguar skin under the cotton armor.

The domesticated Indians of Havana made for them this type of cotton armor, which is better suited to the climate of Mexico than plate armor, and which affords a good defense.

The quilts in the cotton armor are so densely packed that even the Spanish arrows are difficult to penetrate. It is obviously very cost-effective for the Indians to make them. Therefore, after Spain declared bankruptcy for the second time, the governor of New Spain equipped the soldiers with a large number of these quilts. Kind of cotton armor.

This is the kind of armor with large shoulders that was commonly worn by the Spanish conquistadors later on, and this production process was used.

After two of the four sneak attacking warriors died, there were no more arrows shot from the bushes. During the movement, the Spanish captain saw that the enemy had fled to the north. Report to the captain in the camp.

Zheng Tu failed to lure the enemy!

(End of this chapter)