If you say that people have a kind of low-key nature, they will only know how to cherish if they lose it.

The Soviets were severely injured in this battle. More than 700 people were killed and thousands of injured on the battlefield. There were only 400 more than a thousand bulls left, and almost all the rest were slaughtered. Without the large-scale cavalry, the next time the six tribes in southern Jiangsu launched an attack, they really didn't know what to resist.

Then the Six Sioux tribes gathered helplessly on the Ming cavalry that shone brightly on the battlefield.

Mao Xingjian took the team back to Lakta to eat and drink. That night, two pots of boiling water did not come back. The next day, he brought only more than 680 tribes of his tribe. However, they never knew which tribe brought back more than 100 ox carts of rice, wheat and grain. They shyly did not say hello, and directly unloaded them in front of Mao Xingjian's camp. Then they turned around and ran away in shame. He heard the sound of coming out of the tent and looked at the ox carts. Mao Xingjian couldn't help but sneer on his face, and he waved his slap high with a voice.

"Come on! Unload the cannon, then load the food into the car and escort it to Adrena. Let's continue to eat from the Lakta!"

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The situation turned around little by little from the lowest point of the Battle of Snake City. On the third day after the careless cavalry conquered, Mao Xingjian sent a regiment back to the Gem Sea to escort the food and returned to the Lakta headquarters. Moreover, their car was not empty when they came back. I really don’t know how the fat Duier staff officer Liu Fenggu fooled it. The cigarettes and high wine that Mao Xingjian had gone out were not mentioned, but the base camp added it to him, and even doubled it. The soldiers were busy unloading the truck and loading it. The old boy was excited to enter the tent and nodding to Mao Xingjian’s performance.

"Crown Prince, when you see the food you sent back, Adrena was very happy. She was very pleased with the achievements of the Ninth Corps, and she also asked Xiaozi to tell me that Liu Fenggu is a good comrade, and she will definitely be promoted more in the future!"

Mao Xingjian was a little confused. He swore that if he had the life to return to the capital, he would have to thoroughly investigate the candidates of the capital military academy of the capital, how much money had he collected to make these live treasures graduate! However, after a moment of confusion, a sense of excitement appeared on Mao Xingjian's face, and then he stared at the boy seriously and asked.

"Staff Officer Liu, have you seen Adrena be handsome with her own eyes? There is no joke in the army!"

"I saw Adrena handsome with her own eyes!"

Slapping his fat chest, the little fat man pointed at the sky and cursed. This affirmative answer once again made Mao Xingjian relax his face and sat on the soft fur chair. He was sincerely relieved. Adrena did not launch an attack as planned!

But after taking a break for two breaths, Mao Xingjian jumped up again and waved his hand at Liu Fenggu: "Let the military judge release Nashuai's supplies and seal the cigarettes and wine on the spot. Immediately, I will give it to the 5th Cavalry Regiment Tong Zamu Group to lead him, and ask him to organize a caravan to Paiyute's army, and then use the cigarettes and alcohol to exchange for food!"

"Crown Prince, don't give it to the soldiers? Everyone has been out of smoke for several days!"

The smile froze on his face. Liu Fenggu was full of shock and shouted loudly. Who knew that Mao Xingjian suddenly realized that he was like this, holding the golden scepter and knocking his head again.

"By the way, Adrena praised Liu Fenggu as a good comrade! Then, let the work of explaining the importance of food to the legion to everyone, let's leave it to Staff Liu!"

"I'll finish the third level of merit!"

After patting the fat man's shoulder, Mao Xingjian laughed out of the tent. After hearing this, the fat on Liu Fenggu's face was almost distorted. Half happy, half sad. Military merits can only be achieved by a battle of tens of thousands of people! But when he thought of the angry faces of those comrades who were stinky with similar smells, he couldn't help but tremble heavily.

But this skill made his chrysanthemums tightly scream suddenly sound outside the military tent.

"Liu Fenggu's staff is very wise and suggested that the generals of the United States go to the Su people for food to supply the army. This time, the United States is reluctant to do so and obey his wishes! You must learn from Lord Liu!"

Before he could finish his words, the door of the tent for the Central Army to fight was suddenly lifted open. Seeing Tong Zamu who was infuriated, he was playing with a small knife with a golden glasses, and he was rubbing the stick in his hand, leading Chen Xingguo, holding a washboard, and a large number of colleagues with a pig-like face. The legs of Staff Liu's legs fell down and he was paralyzed to the ground in a miserable way, and directly hugged his head.

"Don't slap in the face?"

Listening to the crackling sound of beating children in the tent, and swaying their ears, Mao Xingjian wandered out leisurely again. It is also beneficial to read more books. When I saw Prime Minister Cao, did he kill the grain officials for the army's morale? Aren't his subordinates just taking the blame for the leaders?

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According to the prince's wishes, the supplementary enjoyment items were still pulled towards the Paiute tribe in the jealousy of the soldiers, and exchanged the precious winter food again. In the trade, the relationship between the Sioux and the Ming Dynasty was also brought closer again.

After the Ming army showed its skills again in the Snake River, the six tribes in southern Jiangsu were temporarily gone, but in Chilu and the others, Mao Xingjian had fully seen the tenacity and stubbornness of these hunting nations. They would definitely not give up. The next time they appeared again, maybe they would be like in the Battle of Snake City, with Mount Tai pressing down on the top and thundering!

Mao Xingjian, who used to advocate the weapons of soldiers, brave men and evil, has now begun to transform into a military commander. Every day he soaked in the cowhide map drawn by the New World Expedition Team. The thick cowhide was scratched by him with charcoal brushes. The areas marked as battlefields were marked by him. The first line of attacks collided fiercely, and then bloody and brutal battles were heard in his mind. But in the end, a big combat plan was repeatedly drawn by him and threw it aside.

In addition to the Lakta tribe, a lot of small landfills were built. No wonder the Indian indigenous population on the New World could not develop. It has only been settled for a year and there are more than four or five hundred tombs buried here. The biggest casualties were the last fierce tribal melee, and the tribe suddenly lost more than 300 middle-aged men and women. Sometimes, thinking about it, these indigenous people are also quite pitiful.

However, there are also hateful things about the poor people. Su Yu's tomb is just outside. He walked out of the command tent irritatedly and came here. Looking at the wooden pillars used as tombstones, which fluttered in the wind, Mao Xingjian gave him the blood-stained "Spring and Autumn Annals", the prince's fist couldn't help twisting again.

Whether it is language, knowledge, or even thinking, this Indian descendant has been integrated into the ancient Eastern empire. However, before Su Yu died, the words still echoed in Mao Xingjian's ears from time to time, causing his ears to buzz from time to time.

"I'm a Sue after all!"

Deep down, he always believed that he was still a Su!

The traits include red deer, the two pots of boiling water they are now living in the tribe, the head cutter, the snake eagle, and the southern tribes, no matter how similar they are to their transformation, they always recognize their Indian identity. The indigenous and the Ming Empire have always been two races.

Even after the failure in Snake City, Mao Xingjian once thought that failure was actually his personal failure. If he was not so arrogant and careful, failure might be completely avoided! However, recently, his mind has been constantly reflecting on what he did, what he encountered, and what he created in Snake River, and this firm view slowly collapsed in his heart!

Looking at the "Spring and Autumn" that was floating with the wind and dyed with hard work, Mao Xingjian shook his head helplessly and sighed with emotion.

"Yes! After all, you are a Sue!"

Although it was a small episode, after strolling around, Mao Xingjian still recovered a lot and was once again full of combat effectiveness. After rolling up his sleeves, Mao Xingjian planned to enter the command center and continue to make a plan. But as soon as he arrived at the door, the blue-faced Staff Liu Fenggu appeared again.

His lips were swollen into sausages, and this guy hummed sadly: "Too..., too swollen..., outside, there are old friends looking for you!"

"Old friend?"

He couldn't help but look outside the tent area. Just as he was about to take a step, Mao Xingjian hesitated and immediately got into the tent, took a big stick, and then rushed out.

Next to the snow gate of the military camp, sure enough, several horses stopped there, and it seemed that a few people were chatting with the sentry there, but when they heard a whisper, they took a stick, the prince came out with murderous intent and roared loudly, "Which thief came to the door again?"

"I'm humble... I'm guilty of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of

Seeing the big stick with blood marks, Song Yongzhong was frightened by his black face. He bowed sadly and returned with a sad look. Several members of the New World Expedition Team next to him also looked strange.

Looking at Song Yongzhong's familiar back, Mao Xingjian was stunned and looked at him in disbelief. He suddenly rushed forward. In Song Yongzhong's expression of surprise, he pulled him up and hugged him in his arms with a hug.

He kept slapping his shoulders behind him. After a few seconds, Song Yongzhong finally opened his arms suddenly and sighed deeply with emotion.
Chapter completed!