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Chapter 100 Communication

This small hill, which is hundreds of meters high, was called "Signal Mountain" in later generations. Because there is a lighthouse on it, there is a sound of cannons at noon every day, it is named this. At this time, there is no lighthouse, nor cannons. All it is just wild flowers everywhere and the sea breeze blowing on the face. Standing here, looking south, there is a not far away, turning to the east and north, there is a large plain covered with shrubs and weeds. There are also several rivers interspersed in it, and a group of seagulls and water birds rise and fall on the grassland, which is very peaceful.

"What a great place, with mountains, water, woods, plains, grasslands, and sea... If Jinhe City is built here, it might be bigger than Lin'an!" Wen Nan carried the painting board and schoolbag made by Hong Tao, and there was a telescope hanging on his chest. He looked a bit like a scientific expedition team member. At this time, he had already put the painting board away and was holding a whale pen as a ruler to set the scale for Table Mountain in the distance.

"Yes... It's a pity that we're late, and this place has a master!" Hong Tao was not very interested in the scenery. He was only interested in this place. He could occupy the scenery at any time. If he couldn't, he had to ask others if he was happy. Since he went up the mountain, he did not pick wild flowers all over the ground, nor did he study why the top of Table Mountain is so flat. Instead, he used a telescope to concentrate on scanning the grasslands in the northeast, and soon gained something.

"Ah! Is there someone? Where?" Carl was most anxious whether he could occupy this place as a supply point. For others, this is a beautiful bay. For him, this is a springboard for going home.

"Twenty degrees, there is a small village!" Hong Tao's eyes did not leave the telescope. He continued to search, but just said casually.

"I'll take people to such a small village, just so I'll need slaves to build a supply point." After years of sea life, Hong Tao has become accustomed to using the compass to express the direction. The people around him, Carl didn't use Hong Tao's instructions to pick up the compass on his belt and checked the north. After quickly finding the place Hong Tao said.

"Don't be busy, this is land, not an island. Our ships cannot control the inland. If this is a large tribe, it's best not to annoy them, otherwise when your son's son grows to your age, there will still be war here. We are not here to fight, but to gain a foothold!" Hong Tao really wanted to kick Carl down the mountain, and he knew that he would catch slaves and not use his brain to think about the consequences. Anyone could catch them? Unless all of these indigenous black people can be killed in one go, they would tangle you like maggots in the tars, endlessly. The reason why the Dutch built a city here in the last life was not because of murder and viciousness, but because of interests!

"Does the adults understand their language?" Carl understood what Hong Tao meant, but he didn't know how to communicate with these locals.

"Old Mai, do you think if both groups of people can't understand what the other party is saying, how should we communicate normally?" Hong Tao did not want to explain his thoughts to Carl, but asked Metini a question.

"Use goods. Anyone needs to buy and sell, and here is even more necessary. I am willing to help the master negotiate with them, only a jar of sugar!" Matini also saw the small village. When he heard Hong Tao's question, he quickly put down his telescope and answered without thinking.

"We don't have to go to them in person. There are more than ten miles of land along the way. It's not easy to walk. You may not be able to walk there, so you will be exhausted and let them come to us by themselves. Yaya, don't torture those flowers. Send flags on the boat and let them fire a grenade every two quarters of an hour. Langya, take your people here to set up a bonfire, and then go to the bottom of the mountain to catch a seal and come back. I'll give you a roast seal meat to eat. That thing is okay."

Hong Tao shook his head and stopped Matini's reckless behavior. Go to find the black tribe on the jungle and grassland? That's not a behavior of seeking death. Let them come to the Signal Mountain. It's very empty. As long as there are enough crossbows, hundreds of people will die. If they can't beat it, they can run to the beach. In the old saying, they can attack and retreat or defend. No wonder they have to compete for the commanding heights in a war. Hong Tao feels that he has a little bit of a strategic point now.

Is seal meat delicious? It is better than whale meat. Don’t look at them smelly, just peel off the skin and thick fat under the skin, and the pink meat inside is pretty good. Unfortunately, there is no chili noodles, but it’s okay to have cumin. Put the pieces of meat on the steel crossbow arrows, insert them one by one next to the campfire, sprinkle with fine salt and cumin, and then brush with mayonnaise. It tastes good.

"Sir, they are here, they are all black people, with more than a dozen, holding spears, and seemingly naked. Is it a fraud?" Before the roasted seal meat was finished, the Marines in charge of watching and keeping a watch ran over to inform Hong Tao that he saw a team of black people on the grassland.

"They didn't mean it, they had no clothes to wear. There was no hurry. I told the boat not to throw grenades. We'll wait here and let them walk slowly." Hong Tao picked up his telescope and stood up to look, sat down again. The black people were still far away and could not pass for an hour, so there was no hurry.

After eating the barbecue kebab, Hong Tao sat on the top of the mountain and drank some tea. The team of black men came to the foot of the mountain, but there were only five left. It seemed that he had ambushed in the woods at the foot of the mountain. He was very cunning!

"Master, I'll go down and negotiate with them for you!" Metini started investing again. Don't be timid, this guy can really take advantage of it when it's time to go. He understands the truth about wealth and danger in danger very thoroughly. When should he take action, when should he shrink his head, and grasp the timing very accurately.

"Don't go first, you are a flesh man, you will die if you shoot one shot. Langya, click a grenade and wheel down. Just do it, don't blow them up." Hong Tao waved to the five black men at the foot of the mountain, with a bright smile on his face, but he was spitting out venom.

A grenade was removed by Langya. Not only did the cork not cut short, but a piece of paper twist was added. Then it was ignited and rolled down the hillside. Since the last time I attacked Haizhou City, I saw the power of gunpowder, the marine in Langya has added a weapon. Every time I went ashore, they would carry grenades and a few cans of gunpowder and be ready to bury landmines at any time.

"Bang..." The iron ball rolled to the foot of the mountain before suddenly exploded. Langya threw down a fire bomb. In addition to the loud noise and thick smoke, a cluster of shrubs instantly turned into fireballs, igniting cracklingly.

The five black men who were originally thinking about the origin of the people on the mountain were frightened by the explosion of grenades. The three of them lay directly on the ground. They were not dodging the grenades, but performing similar rituals for praying. The remaining two were even less handsome, and they threw their companions and crawled into the woods.

"Okay, Lao Mai, let your friendliest smile. I'll ask Langya to take someone to accompany you. Don't be afraid. These people are not enough for Lao Lang to kill alone, you can't die." Hong Tao felt that it was enough to exert his power. If he threw the grenade, they really should run away. It's a good time for negotiation.

"Yes, yes... can I wear a leather armor?" When Matini heard that Hong Tao really wanted him to go down to negotiate with the savage, his legs suddenly became a little weak. He was just investing just now and didn't want to go down.

"What kind of leather armor we wear? We don't have the size of leather armor as big as you. Come on, take this shield and go!" Langya ignored Metini's mood and grabbed the fat man who was several times bigger than him, forcibly stuffed a whale skin shield the size of a small pot lid into Metini's arms, and even pulled and pushed the fat man down the mountain.

"Tell the Marines by the sea and let them take their place." As soon as Matini left, Hong Tao gave orders to Weng Ya. As early as an hour ago, the second team of Marines landed had already arrived at the beach. Hong Tao had asked Langya to send someone to inform them, hide at the beach first, wait for the signal from the mountain to directly penetrate into the woods from the sea to cut off the retreat of these black people. If the transaction cannot be completed, Hong Tao can only let the black people and their village disappear, and they must not let them run back to report the news, and they should be polite first and then soldiers.

Mettini, Langya and two Marines walked to the foot of the mountain, waved and shouted at the woods, but no one came out for a long time. It was still Mettini's mind that he asked a Marine to run back to the mountain, took a small jar of sugar, then sent it to the edge of the woods, put it on the ground and retreated. After a few minutes, a black man finally emerged from the woods. In a flash, the sugar jar on the ground disappeared with the people. It was so agile.

After a few minutes, two black men who were wearing nothing but a few strings of shells and leaves finally got out of the woods, holding a javelin-like thing in their hands, slowly approaching Matini and the others, while walking, roaring constantly, probably to boost their courage. The two sides stopped at about five meters apart, and then began to communicate language.

As for what they were saying, Hong Tao felt that the others would definitely not understand. However, the man is worthy of being a businessman, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't understand the language. He took out a few pieces of whale jerky from his bag and put it on the stone in front of him. He took out a small jar and put it on it. He took a few steps back and signaled the two black men to get the things on the stone.
Chapter completed!
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