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- "Wizard, I found some strange things not far away. Can you come with me to take a look?"
A Sioux warrior who had just returned from the Manhattan army found the old wizard.
"Oh? What is it?"
The old wizard looked at the warrior with some confusion.
"I don't know what it is, so I came to you. But I think only you can know those things. And I suspect that those things are related to the Song people in Manhattan."
This warrior¡¯s words immediately piqued the old wizard¡¯s interest.
Is it related to the people of Song Dynasty?
He realized that this might be his chance.
Originally, he mobilized some people to 'besiege' the health team in Manhattan, trying to squeeze them away. The merger rumors that had made the tribe slowly dissipated, but Manhattan was worried about the personal safety of their health team members and sent hundreds of troops, which forced the old wizard to temporarily hibernate.
He is very aware of the power of Manhattan, and he will not confront the opponent head-on unless absolutely necessary.
¡°Besides, people came to them and paid a lot to treat them and control the epidemic. If he took action against the Manhattan Health Team because of rumors, it would be unpopular both emotionally and rationally.
"Take me to see it!"
However, if you can find something that is not beneficial to Manhattan, then you can justifiably squeeze them out.
After squeezing away the Manhattan Health Corps and their soldiers, looking back, I can slowly take away those who want to merge the tribe with them.
Thinking of this, the old wizard's heart felt hot.
Without notifying others, the old wizard just took a few of his own guards and left the tribe with the warrior.
"That thing is very strange. I suspect that the disease in the tribe may have spread from that thing. And I suspect it is related to Manhattan. If you confirm it, wizard, I strongly urge us to go to war with Manhattan."
The warrior who led the old wizard and his party out of the tribe kept nagging the old wizard with a solemn expression along the way.
As an old wizard, he certainly hopes to find an excuse that is not conducive to Manhattan, but as for starting a war with Manhattan, he is obviously unwilling to do so.
Starting a war will do him no good. All he wants now is to keep his rights.
About half an hour later, the warrior led the wizard and his party to a small depression not far from the Sioux camp.
"This is it."
The Sioux warrior pointed to the depression and said to the old wizard.
"What is it? Why didn't I see it over there?"
The old wizard took a few steps forward, stretched his neck and looked into the depression.
However, the old wizard did not see anything in the depression.
The Sioux warrior leading the way inadvertently distanced himself from the old wizard, and at the same time said: "It's right there, you can take a closer look, I've seen it all." He always wanted to take a look. The old wizard and his several guards didn't notice anything unusual about the soldier who was leading the way. They focused all their attention on the depression.
Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whizzing!
At this moment, a burst of sound came from the air.
Then the old wizard's neck was pierced by a thin arrow, and a stream of blood sprayed on the white snow, dyeing it a bloody red.
The guards following the old wizard reacted quickly, but just as they reacted, dozens of arrows shot at them, knocking them to the ground.
The Sioux warrior who had just led the way quickly jumped forward, drew out the sharp dagger from his waist, and quickly cut the throats of the guards.
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The guards stared and looked at this fellow member of the same race in disbelief, as if they didn't understand why he did this.
And the old wizard who was not dead at this moment was also very confused when he saw the soldiers who kept cutting the throats of the guards. He didn't know why this Sioux warrior would do such a thing to them.
After dealing with several guards, the Sioux warrior slowly stood up, walked to the old wizard who could no longer speak, and looked down at him indifferently.
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Why?
The old wizard struggled to hold back the pain and uttered a few words.
"The Su people must integrate into the Song Empire. Only in this way can we surviveLive better, the Mohicans are role models, why can't we Sioux people do the same. "
The old wizard's neck was pierced by an arrow and his artery was severed. Because the injury was on his neck, it was very difficult for him to speak at this moment.
So, now he can only make a "cluck" sound.
His consciousness became increasingly blurred, and the old wizard gradually fell into eternal darkness.
Even when he died, the old wizard did not close his eyes, which shows how unwilling he was.
He never imagined that in order to merge into the Song Empire, his own people would actually kill him.
Is the Song Empire really that good?
Even if he died, he would not be able to understand this question.
The surrounding white snow stirred, and several Manhattan warriors holding bows and arrows stood up from the ground. They patted the snowflakes on themselves and walked over.
"Nualai, you made the right choice. You also learned our history in school. In fact, we are all one family. The dispersion of the tribe makes us weak. Only by integrating together can we become stronger. .¡±
A gene warrior raised his hand and patted the Sioux warrior named Nuale on the shoulder, and then comforted him.
Nualei, Sioux
A few months ago, he followed his father to Manhattan to seek life, which changed his life drastically.
Everything in Manhattan has reversed his worldview.
Especially after attending classes at a school in Manhattan, he realized that ¡®they¡¯ were all a family.
And the various tribes they live on this land actually have that distant and grand history.
The teacher who taught the class was right, times have changed. There is absolutely no way that five outstretched fingers are more powerful than a fist, and the appearance of white people proves this truth.
Because the Indians in Virginia did not understand this truth, they were defeated one by one by the white people and finally became their vassals.
The tribes that were unwilling to become vassals were annihilated by the white people or became their slaves.
¡°Besides, the city of Manhattan is very powerful, so what¡¯s wrong with following the strong?
Didn¡¯t the Mohicans become people of the Song Empire? Then look at their lives now. They have changed a lot from before.
Living in a warm house, you don¡¯t have to worry about the cold wind blowing over the tent in winter, or being frostbitten or freezing to death in winter.
And in Manhattan, as long as you work hard, you don¡¯t have to worry about starving to death.
In previous years, when they spent the winter, people often starved to death due to shortage of food.
Although there are many animals nearby, if you go out wearing leaky animal skins in winter, you won¡¯t be able to bear the prey until it hits someone.
All of this would not happen in Manhattan.
Their clothes are very warm and can withstand the severe cold in winter.
If you are willing to serve as a soldier, the city of Manhattan will give you twelve white "stone" silver coins a month. These silver coins can easily feed a family of five or six people, so they no longer have to worry about food.
And if you don¡¯t want to be a soldier, you can move around freely after becoming a Song citizen in Manhattan.
You can go hunting if you want to hunt, and you can fish if you want to fish.
Of course, if you want to fish, you have to book a fishing boat first.
Even if you don¡¯t want to hunt or fish, you can still go to the dock in the east port of Manhattan to work as a laborer.
In short, after becoming a Manhattan Song native, you will have many more choices in life.
Nuale is such a young man. He has little interest in hunting and fishing, but he cares about carpentry.
If no Song people appeared, maybe he would be like his father and grow up to become a Sioux hunter. Then find a wife, go out hunting every day, and live like this unexamined life day after day, year after year.
He doesn¡¯t want this, he wants to choose his own life.
But there is a prerequisite for this, and that prerequisite is to become a Song Dynasty person.
Only in this way can he enter the shipyard and become an apprentice there.
To learn the woodworking technique that he loved so much.
There are many young people in Manhattan who have the same idea as him, and they all come from different tribes.
¡°After living in Manhattan for a few months, these young people immediately fell in love with life in Manhattan.
After having such an experience, think about the loneliness after returning to the tribeThe days were really unbearable for them.
"I do this for the good of my tribe. After becoming Song people, we can live a more selective life. Instead of continuing to live such a meaningless life, we want to live a more exciting life."
Nuale used a sentence he heard from the teacher when he was auditing.
When teachers in Manhattan give lectures, they always have a lot of thought-provoking words to say.
And these words will often hit the depths of their young minds and touch them severely.
Not only Indian teenagers like them, but also some white-skinned children from Virginia will feel the same as them.
Of course, Nuale despises those white-skinned people.
Because the teacher who said this is an ¡®Indian¡¯, and they share the same tribe and bloodline in history.
"What you have done will be verified in the future, and your people will live a happy life because of your actions." The genetic warrior looked at Nuale seriously and said. "But now your mission has been completed. What you have to do now is to go back and get your citizenship card, and then read and learn some knowledge. After two years, you can go to the shipyard."
After hearing this, Nuale¡¯s face burst into a happy smile.
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