The Central Plains people conquered many places.

Even in the current Europa continent, the legend of the terrifying Mongolian cavalry is still circulating.

Although that was something that belonged to the Yuan Dynasty more than a hundred years ago.

But in terms of historical context, the Bian Yuan Dynasty also belongs to an important part of the Central Plains cultural system.

now.

The Central Plains people have set foot on a brand new continent for the first time and are about to appear in front of a brand new human race for the first time.

The Ming army of more than 300 people, in the shape of a wild goose feather formation, crossed the river from the great plains of western North America and stood on the slope.

Down the slope is a gathering place for humans.

The primitive appearance made Zhu Yunwen, Sun Cheng and others think that they were seeing scenes of human life in ancient times recorded in the history books of the Central Plains.

The low house was crudely built from tree trunks. It had no windows and only one door for entry and exit.

It is said to be a door, but in fact it is better to say that it is an opening for people to enter and exit.

It was getting late now.

If we put it in the Central Plains, the people of Ming Dynasty, whose life is gradually getting better, have already begun to light candles and oil lamps.

But here, the room was dark, with only the fire lit in the middle of the gathering place emitting dim light into the room, bringing a trace of light.

The gathering place was artificially built into a circle.

There are fixed intervals in circles, and in the middle of the houses made of tree trunks, there are small piles of fires.

The smoke seen from a distance comes from these fires.

At this moment, there were many people in thin clothes surrounding the fire, seeming to be preparing food.

Zhu Yunwen and Sun Cheng's eyes widened.

This was the first time that the Ming Dynasty found indigenous people in this new land.

Everything here needs to be recorded in detail and then sent back to the day.

The people here have yellow-brown skin, which is similar to the skin color of the people in the Central Plains.

The same black hair, but with more hairstyle options.

Either the hair is let down, or the hair is braided for both men and women, or there are a few brightly colored bird feathers on the head.

Occasionally, you can see a few men with hat-like headdresses made of complex and colorful bird feathers.

But in this autumn climate, these people are wearing very thin clothes.

Most people left large areas of skin exposed on their bodies, with strings of brightly colored beads hanging on their necks and chests, and large or small red and blue packages on their waists or shoulders.

Some relatively strong men also have horns that appear to be made of cow horns hanging around their waists.

Several horses simply had ropes threaded through their noses and were tied up next to the house.

The reason why they are called horses instead of war horses is because apart from the ropes that pass through their noses, these horses no longer have the saddles and stirrups that horses in the Central Plains are equipped with.

Without those ropes, Zhu Yunwen and Sun Cheng would have felt that these horses were the same as the horses in the wild horses they had encountered on this grassland before.

"We must speak different languages ​​than the other party. How should we negotiate later?" Sun Cheng lay on the slope and stared at the aboriginal gathering place down the slope attentively.

Zhu Yunwen curled his lips: "Just treat them as mute and deaf, and we can just show them signs."

Sun Cheng nodded, this is the only way now.

If these people are willing to negotiate with them.

But if these people are unwilling to negotiate, then they don't have to bother with gestures, and the only option is to use the knife.

"Go there together?"

Sun Cheng asked another question.

He inspected the gathering place of the aborigines below with military observation, and found that the number of people was about one hundred and twenty.

If more than 300 of them go there together, the other party will definitely be afraid and jealous because of the disparity in numbers between them.

But if fewer people go, their safety will inevitably be challenged if something unexpected happens.

However, Zhu Yunwen hummed and said: "Let's go together. I will follow the royal path and do things honestly. Remember later, unless the other party really takes action against us, no matter what happens, don't act rashly."

Zhu Yunwen's eyes were dim as he watched Sun Cheng pass on his words layer by layer.

In his opinion, this new continent is full of mystery.

He saw many animals that he had never heard of before, and also saw many plants that were not found in the Central Plains.

They even discovered large areas of exposed high-quality gold deposits while crossing mountains and river valleys.

The moment Zhu Yunwen saw with his own eyes that there were indigenous residents in this new continent, he had already determined that if they wanted to conquer this continent as quickly as possible, they must obtain the recognition and submission of the indigenous residents in front of them.

Zhu Yunwen stood up and tidied up his robes.

On both sides of him, officers and soldiers stood up one after another.

The sudden change quickly attracted the attention of the Indians on the plains of western North America down the slope.

Luxurious clothes, a long knife hanging from his waist, and a burly body.

He immediately became wary of these Indians.

The women jumped up quickly, carrying the children around them and hiding in the house.

The men gathered together, holding long wooden sticks with sharpened front ends.

Theoretically, for these Indians, their weapons, wooden spears, were in their hands.

But in the eyes of Zhu Yunwen and others, this can only be described as a 'sharp wooden stick'.

Zhu Yunwen glanced at Sun Cheng beside him.

Sun Cheng understood and immediately smiled, holding up a salt bag and a piece of smoked bacon with each hand.

Sun Cheng took the lead, followed by Zhu Yunwen, and the other officers and soldiers formed a wild goose feather formation and began to slowly approach the Indian gathering place down the slope.

A burst of screaming came from the gathering place.

The Indians looked shocked and frightened.

It was only because of the friendliness shown by Sun Cheng, who was walking at the front, that these Indians did not think that the enemy was coming.

The Indians began to walk out of the gathering place, holding their weapons tightly in their hands.

The two sides are constantly getting closer.

When the distance between the two sides was still about thirty steps, the Indians began to stop and made a gesture to Zhu Yunwen and others to prohibit any further approach.

Zhu Yunwen and others stopped immediately.

Sun Cheng's hands, which had already been raised, were raised again.

He looked back at Zhu Yunwen, then looked down at the saber on his waist.

Zhu Yunwen understood, walked to Sun Cheng, deliberately exposed his sight to the Indians opposite, and took off Sun Cheng's saber.

"Put it on the ground in front of them."

Sun Cheng reminded him, and Zhu Yunwen did so.

Sun Cheng then walked forward about ten steps, his eyes always staring at the Indian who was leading him across the way. He slowly squatted down and placed the salt bag and dried bacon on the ground.

After letting go, Sun Cheng felt that this was not enough to explain.

He opened the salt bag, inserted a finger, stuck some fine crystal salt on it, showed it to the Indians, and then stuffed it into his mouth.

Then Sun Cheng tore off a small piece of smoked and dried bacon with both hands, put it into his mouth in front of the Indians in front of him, and ate it into his stomach.

The expressions of the Indians gradually softened, and they were no longer nervous and uneasy as before, but they were still wary of the group of people in front of them who came from nowhere.

After Sun Cheng finished showing off, he stretched out his hands forward, pointed twice at the salt bags and smoked dried bacon on the ground, and then slowly stepped back to his original position step by step.

"These people are very cautious. I hope they understand our intentions."

After Sun Cheng came back, he didn't look away and said something in a low voice.

Zhu Yunwen nodded. This was the first face-to-face communication between the two parties, and it was already full of uncertainty.

opposite.

The leading Indian leader, after observing Sun Cheng, Zhu Yunwen and others for a long time, turned to look at a tribesman next to him holding a long wooden stick.

The tribesman held the long wooden stick tightly and stepped forward cautiously.

He did not go directly to the salt bag and smoked dried bacon that Sun Cheng had thrown on the ground. Instead, he inserted a sharpened stick into the smoked dried bacon, then picked up the salt bag and continued to carefully retreat to the leader.

This tribesman did not need to give orders from the leader, so he followed Sun Cheng's previous example and inserted a finger into the salt bag.

The crystal clear fine salt produced in the Lianghuai Salt Fields of the Ming Dynasty instantly attracted the attention of several Indians around it.

The Indian tribesman still had some uneasiness on his face, and he stretched out his tongue and gently licked the fine salt on his finger.

The salty taste burst out in this tribesman's mouth instantly.
To be continued...