"Xiao Su, what are you Su tribes doing every spring?"

Now, the Nanjing Mandarin of this unexpectedly obtained prince of the Sioux tribe has been spoken very smoothly, and the communication is basically free of charge. He still obsessedly looked at the gurgling water wheels beside the river, and he said without hesitation.

"In spring, find a piece of land and burn all the grass. Women, go to the fields to plant Anqiao! Plant corn! Without corn, you will go hungry in winter!"

"Men, hunting nearby, too close to you, you can't catch anything!"

"Did you hear that, Lord Song, they have to farm too! When the spring plowing is over, the Lone King will send out another hundred people to train you to become a guard. What do you think?"

"Crown Prince, they are women farming, and the men are still idle! Besides, how enough is one hundred people!"

With an ugly face, Song Yongzhong still shouted anxiously, but at this moment, the same anxious shout came from afar.

"Crown Prince, something happened!"

Seeing Chen Zao suddenly running over with anxiety on his face, and he really had no intention of entangling Song Yongzhong, Mao Xingjian simply nodded helplessly: "At that time, Gu's Black Pearl Guard will be under your command! That's it! Gu has other things to do!"

"Crown Prince!"

He also wanted to persuade him, but Mao Xingjian was already hurriedly walking towards the direction of Chen Zao's shouting, staring at his back in a daze. Song Yongzhong finally slapped his thigh helplessly. He turned around and waved his slap in an impatient way, and ordered irritably: "The investigation range is one hundred miles south of the Snake River, and the edge of the desert. Be sure to figure out the movements of the natives!"

"As for the order under the mark!"

.........

On the other side, the simple beast-side cattle on the edge of Snake City, which is similar to the original tribe, something really happened. Rows of strong North American bulls fell down suddenly, some foamed at the mouth, and some couldn't open their eyes, but they just couldn't stand up anyway.

As for those who did not fall, when you look closely, their thick hooves were twitching, completely losing their temper as if they had been slapped in the past.

Fortunately, Chen Jiao felt sorry for her son, and the sent people were comprehensive enough. There was also a man raising horseman squatting there and smoking.

Why are cattle not allowed to be killed in all dynasties? The role of cattle in farming society is too great. It is different from plowing the fields without cows! Moreover, from Baoshihai Town, he transported Chen Jiao's treasure supplies to him to Snake City bit by bit, and relied on these cows for transportation. These guys had a problem. Mao Xingjian was really twitching in his heart and was so anxious that he stopped coming over.

"What's wrong? Why do these cows suddenly get sick? What about Nangong Bingwen? Didn't Gu order him to take good care of the cows!"

"Your Highness, it's not that Lord Nangong is blamed. These cows are not sick, but are tired!"

Listening to the words of the horse-raising horseman with a strong grassland flavor, Mao Xingjian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. No wonder, the carts and spring plows recently, these cattle were just walking around. It was so tired like grandson. Now that they have planted them, let these animals rest for a while and then go to Baoshihai Town to pull things!

But before the prince's tone could be relieved, the old horseman said slowly, but he took another breath.

"But according to the method of raising the prince, the cows will be killed in a short time!"
Chapter completed!