After lingering in Wonbu Port for a few days, Qitade took his own guard camp, the special operations team, and the secretary team rode away. He was preparing to explore along the Wonbu-Golden Valley highway.

This time, he asked Onktai to accompany him.

The coastal areas are mainly mountains and the roads are winding, but the rainfall here is relatively abundant. The villages along the way, along the rivers and streams, can be seen everywhere.

From time to time, he stopped to go deep into the village and talked to immigrants.

Large-scale immigration in South Africa has passed, and the vast majority of immigrants have been here for at least ten years. Except for Chinese immigrants, Bangladeshis, Alakans and other Southeast Asian immigrants, they know more or less Chinese, so there is no communication too much.

Big obstacle.

The willingness of Hindus in Bangladesh to migrate here was obviously promised to enter the Vaisya class early in the morning. Most of the immigrants from Southeast Asia are Buddhists. Of course, all those who have studied in Truchen and all the schools at all levels have joined the Changchun religion.

In addition, in recent years, some Jews and Jesuits who are not accepted by Europe have also been absorbed here. They either farm, set up factories, or do business, and have become citizens of Truchen.

It can be seen that the immigrants here are quite satisfied with their current life.

It took about half a month to finally walk out of the eastern mountains and enter the endless plateau plain grassland!

"Father"

Onktai pointed to a city at a mountain pass in front and said.

"There was originally a small European stronghold here, named Harry Smith. Later we took it down, and it still called this name. This place controls the key to mountain and plateau grassland. The geographical location is very important. Compared with inland, the precipitation is also

It is quite rich, so there are many immigrants from farmers here”

"At the beginning, the Basudo people nearby and the Xhosa people often came to harass them. After two wars, they all retreated inland. Yesterday, the father mentioned that they wanted to contact the Basudo people, but in fact they were Zulu people.

When they attacked Basudo, their leaders also came to me. Our strategy was to wait and see.

"So I've passed it perfunctorily"

"The leader of the Xhosa was a young man named Huoho, very brave and able to ride horses. He probably got it from the whites. After Harry Smith was defeated by our army, he took his tribesmen to the south, and later his country took it.

Mongolia and the areas north of the Orange River compressed them in the middle”

"When Huo saw this, he did not go against us this time, but came to seek peace. The grassland south of Harry Smith and north of the Orange River is boundless, and there are still a large number of wild animals. The Xhosa people only have tens of thousands of them.

People can be hunted for them by just a little bit of effort”

"I agreed, as long as we don't harass our immigrants, we'll let them go"

"They are tribes that really live by water and plants. They do not raise livestock, but migrate with animals. They do not like some Indian tribes in the Americas, they have the secret technique of hunting cattle with cliffs, but instead hunt directly with spears and bows.

Kill, compared to the child, they think they are more powerful”

"The boys of them need to go out alone to hunt a lion alone to gain the recognition of the tribe..."

"Oh?"

Onktai secretly glanced at Qitad.

"Yes, I think this department is very brave. Although Huo Huo is their big leader, it actually has dozens of small tribes, and Huo Huo cannot completely command them"

"When we built the road from Wangbu to Golden Valley, we started using immigrants, and were jointly attacked by the Xhosa, Zulu, Basudo and Tswana"

"We thought it was very strange at that time. These primitive tribes often attacked each other, so how could they unite? The Xhosa, Zulu, and Tswana spoke roughly in the same language, according to the Dutch

Said, it is a language called Bantu”

"The Basudo people are the primitive residents here, similar to the Swazilands and have a lighter skin color, but no matter what, they obviously hate each other, how can they unite together?"

"Later, when I found out, it was Hallomi, the leader of the Northern Zulu, who came to contact him in the middle. He asked the Tswana and the Xhosa to fight in the front, and he took the Zulus to watch from behind. Although the Xhosa was brave, he was brave.

, but it's not our opponent at all"

"According to your instructions, our army was at least one company and all cavalry when it was dispatched. At most, the Xhosa people gathered about three thousand people. After being attacked by the cavalry of a company of our army, they broke up and fled.

As soon as the Xhosa retreated, the Tswana ran away, and the Zulus disappeared."

"Since then, there has been no matter how many large-scale harassment of highway construction. We have also obtained a large number of slaves, which has accelerated the construction of highways."

"Then the ones who performed better and were younger were selected to study in the school, and later a Xhosa group was organized and arranged in Mongolian city"

Qitad thought for a while, "Send someone to inform him and let him see me in the Golden Valley"

As the team was heading north, there were often large flocks of wild zebras, bisons and antelopes crossing the road. The scene was spectacular, which surprised these people from Europe.

Toure smiled and said, "This is the situation where we hunted them a lot about a hundred miles on both sides of the highway. In the past, it was full of mountains and fields, which was dense, making people feel very troublesome."

As they were talking, following a group of antelope and a group of ferocious beasts that looked like dogs and not dogs. When they saw this team, they stopped.

Toure introduced: "This is a hyena, very fierce, living in groups. Apart from the lion, even lionesses are not afraid of. When they catch animals, they will eat them alive. The scene is shocking, but they are most afraid of people, so we need to say nothing of them, even those

Black people are afraid..."

As he was talking, it seemed that a female telegrapher, a horse from Europe, was frightened because she had never seen a hyena. She ignored her master's control and ran out to the grassland on the north side of the road.

And there, in addition to hyenas, there are also groups of wild dogs and lions!

The telecommunication screamed heart-wrenchingly. Qitade looked at Qi Xiong, the commander of the battalion of the guards. He is the only son of Qilibu, and he is only twenty-six years old this year. He nodded when he saw this.

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Qilibu was a famous warrior of the Dulbert tribe to which Turguts used to be. His son Qi Xiong was similar, tall and strong, with a big face, a typical Mongolian face, and a horse under his seat.

The big black horse that crosses the Don hippo and the Alkin horse is also very strong.

The trained war horse was fearless. Qi Xiong urged the black horse to rush towards the group of beasts, and instantly came to the front of the group of hyenas. At this time, he had an extra shotgun in his hand!

"Bang..."

A shotgun snatched the chamber, and then it bloomed in the group of hyenas. There were about a dozen hyenas, and half fell in an instant!

Then he pointed the shotgun at the lion group. Before he could do it, the lion group quickly fled in fear.

"Haha..."

Qi Xiong couldn't help laughing, then urged his horse to step forward, snatched the reins of the female telecommunication officer, and then pulled the frightened horse back.

Qitade also smiled and said, "See that, no matter how wild it is, there is a way to tame it."
Chapter completed!