Although it was a sunny day, a thunderous sound like thunder could be heard from the vast grassland.
On the green grassland, a black tide surged, and there was a team of Mapuche knights.
There are at least thousands of people!
The Indians on horseback held spears in their hands and kept making strange shouts as they rushed towards the north.
Although after crossing Negro, the land becomes more and more barren all the way south, but for these tribal warriors, although the Pampas is good, it is not their home. They live on the Bagotania Plateau, and every year
At this time, they traveled thousands of miles to participate in this attack on white people.
The purpose is to snatch the spoils that belong to them.
ox!
Tens of thousands of cattle and flocks of sheep as numerous as clouds in the sky. For tribal warriors, all this means not only ample food, but also women's clothes, men's spirits, and even gunpowder.
.Of course, they haven't arrived yet, they will meet up with other tribes, and then launch an attack together.
"Huan, after you go back this time, you can choose one of those women to be your wife!"
As the chief, Manuel Namunza said to the young people around him.
"Thank you Chief, I want to choose a woman with blond hair, so that when I give birth to a child, I will also have blond hair."
Juan smiled.
The women they talked about were women robbed during raids on white settlements. These women would be distributed to the bravest warriors in the tribe as a rule, as a reward for them, and they were also the best trophies.
In addition to women, there are also some white men who will be driven as slaves of the tribe. Of course, if they work hard, they will also marry some women in the tribe. Well, they are also tool people. After all, they have white blood.
Children are very resistant to diseases brought by white people.
Even now, they have just set off. It does not prevent them from dividing the spoils they are about to get first.
"Blonde hair..."
Manuel Namunza just smiled at Juan's imagination. He knew very well what the tribal warriors wanted. The men wanted strong liquor and the women wanted cloth. Of course, there was also the iron pot.
These things required them to drive their cattle over the mountains to Araucan in exchange for the white people in Chile.
Cattle were their only commodity available for exchange.
But last year's attack on settlements made him discover that white people are different from the past.
"Juan, have you noticed that some white people now seem to shoot from farther away?"
"Yes, according to white people, many white people shot from three to four hundred meters away."
South America was the first region to use metric units. South American countries affected by the French Revolution began to use metric units to replace the old system as early as their independence. Even the indigenous people were affected.
"Yes, and they also have that kind of rifle that can shoot continuously. Although they only encounter a few people using it, if they all use that kind of musket, our losses will only be greater and the loot will be even less.
"
Perhaps Manuel Namunza was a tribal chief, but he didn’t know that 1860 was an era of technological change. Front-loading rifled guns, represented by the Enfield P1853 Mini rifle, and Henry rifles began to be introduced to South America.
In the next few years, they will quickly replace the old rifles and become the standard equipment of South American cowboys and armies together with revolvers.
When more perfect metal cartridge cases appeared, it was the time when the white people launched an expedition to conquer this land.
Although he was not aware of the technological changes in the outside world, as the tribal chief, Manuel Namongza was still keenly aware of the potential crisis.
For Juan and others, they did not realize the crisis in the future, and they were still immersed in the upcoming attack.
The white man's cattle and women will be their spoils of war.
Just as they were happily discussing how much they could grab this time, several riders ran over quickly from the east. Juan and others clenched their spears and looked in the direction of the riders.
"It's Carreras and the others."
Juan shouted and went to greet him.
"Carreras, you guys are running over here in a hurry. Are the white people from Viedma coming out?"
Holding the spear in his hand, Juan said proudly.
"If they dare to come out, we will just take care of them so that we don't have to guard against them every time we go home."
"Juan, where is the chief?"
Carreras said.
"The white people built another settlement south of Viedma, less than five days away from the Great Salt Marsh."
"What!"
Juan exclaimed in shock.
"is that true?"
When he heard the news, Manuel Namongza was also shocked.
Great salt marsh!
It seems to be just a place with bushes and no use, but neither the people in the tribe nor the cattle can do without the salt in the salt marsh. The water in the Great Salt Marsh is very salty, and it has been completely evaporated by the hot climate.
, all the salt contained in the lake condenses at the bottom of the lake, turning the lake into a huge reflective mirror. For thousands of years, various tribes have gone there to get salt, and even white people know the importance of the Great Salt Marsh to the tribes.
Almost subconsciously, Manuel Namunza recognized that this was a white man's conspiracy.
"They definitely want to capture the Great Salt Marsh!"
"Chief, we must not let them take away the salt marsh!"
Juan and others said eagerly.
"Chief, we should drive them back before they get here."
"Yes, Chief, if they are allowed to gain a foothold here, they will soon occupy the Great Salt Marsh. By then, we will have to guard against them every time we go to get salt!"
Barrigal said.
"Chief, we must not let them take away the salt marsh."
"We can't let them take away the salt marsh, but don't we still have to join up with other tribes? What if we go late?"
Manuel Namongza asked.
"Split into two groups. One group will go to fight the white people, and the other group will go to join the other tribes first. After destroying their settlements, we will come back and join together."
"Ah! Chief, it's decided like this!"
Juan said next to him that it was like going on a fun trip. In fact, for them, attacking a white settlement was almost like fun. Although people would die, when would they not die?
After thinking about it, Manuel Namunza nodded and said.
"Okay, that's it. Baligal, you take some people and continue on your way. We'll solve the problem here and we'll catch up with you soon..."
This chapter has been completed!