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- "There's movement over there."
While Zhao Hongyu and others were resting on the ground in the open air, a Mohawk warrior in charge of the sentry came quietly to the black bear with his waist low and whispered something in his ear.
¡°Then, Black Bear pushed Zhao Hongyu, woke him up and whispered.
"It can't be some animal, maybe a coyote or a hare or something."
The rising sun has just peeked out from the horizon, dispersing the black night. However, the temperature was still very cold at this time, and Zhao Hongyu responded helplessly to Black Bear with a tired look on his face.
Due to the temperature difference, although the ice and snow have melted, bursts of white fog are still produced.
In such weather, who else would pass by here at such a time?
Because no matter which tribe they come from, they have to leave in the middle of the night and arrive here in the early morning.
Black Bear analyzed it for Zhao Hongyu and told him about the tribes scattered around.
After listening to Black Bear¡¯s analysis, Zhao Hongyu turned over and lay on the ground, with half of his head exposed from behind the hillside and began to look at the situation at the end of the road below.
Unfortunately, due to the fog, the visibility to the naked eye was somewhat low, and Zhao Hongyu didn't see anything.
However, the noise coming from the white mist can indicate that some people are indeed passing through the forest path below.
Who is this?
The place where Zhao Hongyu and the others are hiding is difficult to detect. Coupled with the dense forest cover, they have been protected by the natural shield formed by nature.
Therefore, Zhao Hongyu is not worried that the other party will discover them.
¡°Besides, the fog is so thick now that he didn¡¯t even notice the other party. So how could these sudden people find them?
You know, Zhao Hongyu and the others are meant to hide quietly and lay ambushes. If they can't even hide well, then that's nonsense.
Zhao Hongyu observed for a moment, but found nothing. He slowly retracted his body.
¡°I can¡¯t see clearly, the fog is too heavy.¡± Zhao Hongyu retracted his body and said to the black bear with some reluctance. Black Bear did not respond to Zhao Hongyu, but turned his face sideways as if listening to something.
Wang Shan and others were lying behind the mountain with stern expressions, and the same was true for the Mohican warriors brought by Black Bear.
"It's those British guys. I heard their conversation. Although I couldn't hear clearly what they were saying, I recognized the language of those white-skinned people."
Black Bear¡¯s words made Zhao Hongyu look very suspicious.
He himself didn¡¯t hear it clearly, but it was amazing that the black bear could hear it clearly.
Seeing Zhao Hongyu¡¯s very surprised look, Black Bear grinned.
"Why, you don't believe it."
Zhao Hongyu didn¡¯t know how to answer. He really didn¡¯t believe it.
From such a long distance, can a black bear tell that those people in the fog are British people?
"Don't doubt my ears. I can hear the sound of marmots digging holes in the distance. This is a life-saving skill. Without this kind of hearing, how can we fight against the wild beasts in the forest."
Hearing what Black Bear said, Zhao Hongyu felt relieved.
Yes, the Mohicans are still in a relatively primitive stage, and they are not a farming people. Therefore, they have to rely on hunting to obtain food to survive.
? Then, hunting becomes a profession and instinct.
And in the dense jungle, when they hunt animals, they are not the targets of wild beasts.
Therefore, it is not strange to develop a good hearing.
When Zhao Hongyu thought about it, the look of surprise on his face faded a little, and it was no longer so exaggerated.
"So, these people are Baker and the others." Since Black Bear said that the people in the fog spoke British language, of course Zhao Hongyu knew that it might be Baker and the others.
Because at this time and place, who else could they have besides Baker?
"There is a high possibility that it is Baker and the others." Black Bear nodded. But the expression on Black Bear's face looked a little confused. He continued in a low voice: "I'm just a little strange. If the team in the fog is Baker's group, then they must leave Mohican in the middle of the night if they arrive here at this time. That's right. This is very unreasonable. Why did they leave the Mohican tribe in the middle of the night?"
The black bear is not stupid, he thought of some problems.
"It is very dangerous to drive at night. You must know that you will encounterLots of beasts. Under the cover of night, those wild beasts can attack at any time.
Even Black Bear, the bravest warrior in the Mohican, would not go out hunting at night without any hesitation.
Hearing Black Bear¡¯s confused murmur, Zhao Hongyu¡¯s heart trembled.
" Abnormality is a monster. It seems that guys like Baker don't have any good intentions. Otherwise, they would never have traveled at night. God knows what they were doing by rushing back so early.
Maybe we should go back to the camp to find the governor of the immigration camp and tell him that gold may have been found here.
"Tell everyone to be prepared. When they come over, we will launch an attack."
The black bear thought for a while, but he couldn't understand the reason. He simply stopped thinking about it. In his opinion, as long as he solved these white-skinned problems, why should he have such a headache.
Zhao Hongyu understood the key reasons, but he was too lazy to solve it to the black bear. Anyway, it was useless to tell the black bear these things. It would be a waste of words to explain too much.
After hearing the Black Bear¡¯s order, a group of Mohican warriors took down the bows and arrows and hollow wooden poles from their backs and placed them in front of them. At the same time, they put wooden thorns inlaid with pheasant feathers into the hollow wooden tubes.
Wang Shan and the others also looked at Zhao Hongyu. After getting Zhao Hongyu's signal, Wang Shan and the others also entered a fighting state.
But people in the fog still don¡¯t know anything about it.
¡°This damn fog, I hate this place, I hate the natives here, I hate everything here!¡±
After traveling in the middle of the night, Baker felt quite uncomfortable.
Along the way, he kept mumbling.
Since we have left the Mohican tribe anyway, Baker can be considered relaxed at this time. But whenever he thought about the possibility of gold mines near the Mohican tribe, he felt quite uncomfortable.
"I, Baker, offered such good terms, but that damn old native didn't even agree. These natives are really unreasonable."
In Baker¡¯s view, the conditions he offered were already very ¡®compassionate¡¯. But in the face of such 'favorable' conditions, it was really unacceptable to him that the old chief of Mohican did not agree.
In fact, strictly speaking, it¡¯s not that Baker can¡¯t offer better terms.
It¡¯s just that in his opinion, it¡¯s interesting enough for him to give it to the uncivilized natives.
As a businessman, especially a greedy businessman, he will not offer better terms.
Since you can make more profits, why don¡¯t you make it yourself?
If the other person is also a world-famous person, then of course he will not have such thoughts. But the other party is a primitive aboriginal and cannot be regarded as a 'human being' at all.
It has to be said that for Europeans of this era, in their eyes, the indigenous people on the American continent were not considered 'human beings' at all.
Only they can be considered human beings in the "civilized world".
¡°In fact, how did Baker know that in the eyes of a certain person, don¡¯t talk about Indians? Even Europeans who consider themselves part of the civilized world are nothing more than ¡®natives¡¯.
After murmuring for a while, Baker turned his head and looked around.
Because they had been traveling all night, the guards¡¯ faces were not very good-looking, and the tiredness was obvious on their faces.
"Mr. Baker, let's take a rest. It's a bit damp and cold in the morning. We need to eat something to warm ourselves up."
The deputy leader of the mercenary team, Cax, came over and made a suggestion to Baker.
Although Baker wanted to return to the immigration camp without stopping, he could not ignore the thoughts of these mercenaries.
Yes, these mercenaries can give him a lot of help, now and in the future. So Baker couldn't offend them just because of this trivial matter.
So, when Baker listened to Cax¡¯s proposal, he nodded.
"It's better to hurry up. We have to get back to the camp as soon as possible. I always feel a little uneasy in my heart, as if something will happen."
Since leaving the Mohican tribe, Baker has felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. This feeling is very annoying, but he himself doesn't know why he feels like this.
After getting Baker's consent, Cax walked to Mullen, the leader of the mercenary team, and whispered a few words. Then Mullen raised his right hand high and shouted, "Everyone stop, we are here." Take a break."?The tired mercenaries suddenly sat on the ground withered.
Under Mullen¡¯s arrangement, some mercenaries started to light fires to prepare breakfast, while some mercenaries tied up the carriages and sorted out the goods.
And Cax grabbed a sack from a carriage, and then walked back to Baker's side.
"Sir, we can take this opportunity to ask this little indigenous girl some questions." As he spoke, Cax untied the cowhide rope that tied the mouth of the sack. "I hope that before returning to the camp, we You can get some useful information from the little guy¡¯s mouth.¡±
Soon, a frightened Emma appeared.
The naked little Emma¡¯s hands were tied behind her back, her ankles were also tightly tied, and a piece of black rag blocked her mouth.
Woo! Woo! Woo!
Emma kept struggling, but unfortunately she was small and weak, and her hands and feet were tied, so there was no way to break free.
"Hehehehe!"
Baker looked at Emma who was struggling on the ground and laughed maliciously.
He raised his hand to call the Indian guide Sandoli over, and then said to him: "Ask this little guy where that kind of stone was found. If she answers, she won't suffer. If she doesn't answer me, she won't suffer." The problem¡¡"
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