The whereabouts of Chi Lu did make Mao Xingjian worried, but at this time he didn't care about finding her or thinking about the affair between the two of them.

There is nothing bigger than the five tribes of Cheyenne going north to meet!

In this era, the population of Indians in North America was about one million, and most of them lived on the vast plains on the eastern coast of the central and eastern coasts. In addition to the Sioux and the six tribes of the Cheyenne tribes, there were only a few small tribes of dozens and hundreds of people. They conquered the five tribes of the Cheyenne tribes. Ninety percent of the vast western American population in the later generations would be controlled by the Ming Dynasty in the New World. The subjects under Mao Xingjian's rule will also soar from more than 50,000 to more than 130,000, which is enough to develop the entire Snake River Plain.

The number of people who surpassed the Yukon Governor's Office! Nurhaci created the Later Jin Dynasty at that time, and it was only about the same population. More importantly, this huge tribal alliance political system was an agricultural regime formed by Mao Xingjian through his unremitting efforts to implement the Confucian morality he learned and did not form a large-scale conquest war!

He proved to Mao Jue that he was right!

After all, Snake City was a city built by Mao Xingjian, and his will soon transform into the will of Snake City. In the next few days, the entire Snake City was busy working to the upcoming welcome event.

On the snow field, large areas of snow were cleared away. With the sound of creaking wood supporting the thick canvas tents were suddenly stretched out and supported on the frozen land, as the residence of the upcoming five tribes of the Cheyenne tribes.

The Rocky Mountain forest line not far away was in trouble again. Under Mao Xingjian's order, hundreds of immigrants had to leave their warm beds and go up the mountain to cut wood. Amid the heavy sound of trees collapse, the strong timber fell to the ground, and then was pulled down from the mountain by the tame cows of Snake City, and was chopped into pieces while wielding the axe.

Such a big fanfare is just for the people of the five northbound ministries to use as fuel for winter.

There were still remaining cotton coats and quilts. Regardless of whether they needed to immigrate in the city, the inventory in several shops was gathered together by Mao Xingjian and distributed them to these dense tents in advance.

There are also rice, noodles, fish, meat, and buckets of grain that were placed under the city. The dried salted fish and dried wax were hung on the racks, and the brewed corn and soybean wine. Even the cigarettes that Mao Xingjian hated were neatly placed on the table one by one. As long as they could surrender these southern tribes, Mao Xingjian had already given all of them.

His eyes were full of heart, and he also placed it on these tribes who were about to arrive. He changed his image as an otaku noble man who would not leave the door on weekdays. He stood down in the city of Snake City and commanded and shouted.

"The silk cloth is wrapped around more densely!"

"The snow piles here are cleared and no snow is allowed to exist until the main road at the foot of the mountain!"

"Send someone to the Sixth Ministry of Su Ren. At the end of this month, all the clan leader and wizards must concentrate on Snake City to entertain guests!"

"I am optimistic about these supplies, all of them are prepared for the guests!"

With a click, Han Xiaomo's hand stole the cigarette without mercy. Looking at the girl's big, wide-eyed eyes, the stalks pulled back the painful claws in disappointment, and muttered to work again with depression. Next to the other end, Jin Laoliu showed off his shiny lingering Liang. He hid in his pocket, and the cigarette box he stole caused the tall and strong gold digger to mutter again in discontent.

"Aren't it just a bunch of barbarians? As for?"

.........

However, there are still some prescient people. Just as Mao Xingjian was preparing for a big fanfare, he was the only armed force in Snake City. Shangguan Meng, the captain of the Black Pearl Sailor Guard, couldn't help but quickly and quickly arrived next to Mao Xingjian, whispering and worriedly, clasping his fists to advise.

"Crown Prince, you must not have the intention to harm others, and you must be careful! This time, the five tribes are all strong men going north. We are entertaining them in this empty snow field. If there is a conflict, it will be really difficult to defend against. I think it is better to be on guard!"

"Beware? No need!"

His eyes never left the arranged venue. Listening to Shangguan Meng's concern, Mao Xingjian sneered and was full of satisfaction. He laughed and shook his head.

"No one can give these tribes such a rich life except orphans! The Apaches are their best role models. They have not had time to curry favor with orphans, so how could they become dirty? There is no reason for any conflict! The drunks are causing trouble at the top of the sky. Isn't it? Isn't the Lonely putting them all outside the city?"

"Your Highness!"

Seeing Mao Xingjian pointing indifferently at the wooden building in the town not far away, Shangguan Meng still bowed worriedly, but when he arrived here, Mao Xingjian was obviously impatient, and his tone became a little faster, and he impatiently slapped the snow pile in the distance.

"Okay, at worst, there are Sioux troops and Apaches to help us! If you can't make trouble, go! Work quickly!"

After all, Shangguan Meng was not Song Yongzhong. He was Mao Xingjian's direct confidant. After hearing what the prince said, he could not help but retreat with his fist.

...........

The prince's enthusiasm was all placed on welcoming the upcoming five tribes, but the gods seemed to be unhappy. Starting on October 27th, after nine consecutive days of clearing, snowflakes floated in the sky again, covering the road that had just been cleared with a layer of white frost.

None of the Sioux tribe leaders and tribal warriors who were supposed to arrive on the 28th came. But even God did not dispel Mao Xingjian's enthusiasm. These days, he ordered many new wooden tables. In the evening, he personally took a big broom and followed the people to clean the snow in the venue.

"Crown Prince! Crown Prince!"

An excited voice suddenly came, with a thick account book under his armpit. Chen Zao's glasses were covered with snowflakes and didn't care to wipe them, but he was rare to run over with his legs tightly.

"I came to report that the team of the Cheyenne has arrived at the small dam. In more than half an hour, we will be able to reach Snake City!"

Unlike Mao Xingjian, Chen Zao was not interested in education and appeasement of the four barbarians, but the actual grain he had won was not fake. The grain he had transported to the sea of ​​gems these days was already 50,000 to 60,000 stones, and this year the tax revenue alone was more than 200,000 stones. If the five tribes in Henan were to be surrendered, the harvest on the fertile Snake River Plain would be at least three times tomorrow.

And he thought for a longer time. Now that the prince is here, if Mao Xingjian succeeds in the future, he will still return to the Ming Dynasty to inherit the throne. As a royal relative, the Chen family will still help so hard. Who will the prince give this land in the future? It’s not their Chen family! Today’s efforts are equivalent to working for him, so it would be strange if Chen Zao is not excited.

His words made Mao Xingjian's eyes light up, but after pondering for a few moments, he suddenly lowered his voice again and asked in a low voice in a somewhat impatient manner: "Have the sentry ever seen Chief Red Deer of the Apache tribe?"

"This..., back to the prince, Chief Chilu didn't arrive, it was the great wizard of Tiger Power who led the Apache's tribe members to accompany him."

These words made Mao Xingjian obviously disappointed, but after a moment, he tensed his expression again and nodded solemnly to Chen Zao.

"Go and prepare to welcome the guests!"

"Sir, obey the order!"

He clasped his fists and bowed suddenly, and Chen Zao ran to Snake City again in a hurry. After a while, he heard his excited shouting and ordering sounds, and the somewhat lazy and reluctant response from the immigrants in Snake City.

With his eyes staring at the dark night under the hill, Mao Xingjian suddenly raised his fist and clenched it in front of him.

Tonight, his kingly way in the New World, the peak part is coming soon! Subduing these tribes is the beginning of his rule over the New World!

............

The dry wood was crackling in the fire, and the falling snowflakes were melted by the hot flames before they could fall. Several huge bonfires made Mao Xingjian's carefully arranged surrender venue as bright as daytime. On both sides, the round tables were also filled with delicious wine and delicacies. Around Mao Xingjian, several leaders of Snake City, such as Dalatda, Chen Zao, Nangong Bingwen, etc., were all dressed in costumes and waiting with smiles. Dongfang Meng brought the sailors majestic holding guns behind Mao Xingjian. Later, many immigrants from Snake City also followed with their families to watch the fun.

Although the wine and delicacies prepared tonight were all entertaining those barbarians, what if the prince was happy and everyone would eat together? The little guy was drooling at the fat and oily bacon roasted on the fire.

Mao Xingjian himself brought him from the Ming Dynasty, and replaced the full set of prince's court uniforms. He was not tall and burly in the robe with his teeth and claws, but his straight figure set off his mighty. Under the crown of a few strands less than the emperor, Mao Xingjian's eyes shone brightly and he looked at the night before him coldly.

As the fire was pounding, figures finally slowly appeared on the clean path. In the front, there were two huge horns of the Cheyenne chief, then the black-foot chief Wufeng, the nicknamed chief cut his head, and a large group of familiar chief wizards were still wearing thin cloaks, covered with snowflakes, and walked heavy from the shadows.

Facing Mao Xingjian a few meters away, led by Dajiao, the chief wizard in the first row crawled and knelt on the ground. Looking at their surrendered figures, Mao Xingjian couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

...........

Two minutes ago!

"Oh, Miss Han! Our Lao Zhao is not a child. Are you as good as following this tightly?"

On the gate of the second-floor city of Snake City, holding an old-fashioned meteor, the stalk turned his head helplessly and complained. On the other hand, Jin Laoliu was helplessly relying on a big bucket. They were blacklisted by Mao Xingjian. No matter how they drank alcohol and meat tonight, they could only stand guard here to drink and smell the smell.

What was depressed was that there was a beautiful girl standing next to her, her eyes widening at them.

"Of course, as for the eldest nephew, I said, I must keep an eye on you and not let you disturb my eldest nephew's lifelong affairs!"

Not afraid of his eyes falling apart. Han Xiaomo stared at them with anger and didn't move at all. Who knew that this was so stuttering that he couldn't help laughing, and turned his old face in a slut: "Yes! A big thing in life! The prince will marry that savage girl from the Apache tribe in a while, so there's nothing we, Lord Han! You're still staring at us here!"

He pouted his little mouth clearly sorely, but in just a moment, Han Xiaomo flew up with a small boot and kicked the butt of the thorny neck with a bang.

"Stand guard!"

"Yes! Auntie!"

It seemed that I could not get out of it tonight no matter what. I lamented listlessly, and the trunk raised the telescope again. In my sight, I happened to see the five Xiayan tribes who were leading the tribes up from the path at the foot of the mountain.

"These barbarians have their heads hanging on their backs. They are so savage. I really don't know why the prince is interested in these barbarians?"

"This head seems familiar!"

Murmuring, the stalk of the stalk lengthened the telescope again, and fell more clearly on the head of the Hun Nose Man Chief cutting his head. He was high and down, a hard-cold head shaking back and forth on the head stand behind him. There seemed to be a force in the dark, which made the head turn around. In an instant, the frozen hard-shrunk eyes were looking at each other with the stalk of the stalk of the stalk of the stalk. The next second, the tall and strong Bianjun hero couldn't help but sit on the cold ground.

"What's wrong? Hell?"

Holding his arms, it was Han Xiaomo's turn to tease him, but his face turned pale and his thorn had no intention of refuting. His mouth was trembling. It took two or three seconds before he roared in fear and anger.

"Old Han! Behind that barbarian, Lao Han's head is hanging!"

He jumped up suddenly, holding the hard wood and stomped the wall. In Han Xiaomo's shocked expression, he pointed at the five Xia Yan's slowly approaching at the foot of the mountain, and turned around and shouted heart-wrenchingly at the tyrant man of the Snake City standing on the top of the wall.
Chapter completed!