The faces of the five chiefs were very ugly. They had all experienced the hard days of being displaced.
They really don't want to try that kind of life again!
"Rising up to resist?"
Batulu gritted his teeth. If he was given a choice, he would definitely rise up and resist. He never wanted to live the previous life again!
"Or..."
Qing Yangshuo's eyes were like a hawk, suddenly exuding evil aura, staring at them, the five chiefs remained silent.
"Seeing the wives and children of my tribe sold to the Spaniards, the French, or the British, as slaves, worked as cattle and horses, and died in the humiliation!"
As soon as these words came out, there was a bang.
Batulu slammed the table and stood up, his clenched fists with bulging veins.
Mr. Qing Yangshuo's words brought back unbearable memories from the past.
His eyes darkened and he roared angrily: "Stop talking, City Lord!"
"I would rather die than let my people be humiliated."
Qing Yangshuo nodded with satisfaction. Batulu's fighting spirit was best stimulated. He looked at the others and asked: "What about you, how do you choose."
The four Indian chiefs, whose expressions were extremely ugly, Qing Yangshuo's six-word question directly weighed on their minds.
How to choose?
How can I choose?
Give up the current wealthy life, the life of eating meat every day, and go to wandering around, living a life of being beaten and killed by the colonists every day.
Then he was caught by these colonists and watched as his own people, his wife and children were insulted and died in anger while working day and night.
When I think about this, they have all had this experience.
The faces of the four chiefs were extremely horrifying. Their fists were clenched and their nails were piercing into their flesh. They were not aware of the pain.
After all, he is the chief of the same tribe. Should he still lead his tribe on such a path?
No, this kind of thing cannot happen a second time.
It was the Longyan people who came here and built Yuncheng so that they could live a good life with plenty of food and clothing.
If it were the Spaniards or anyone else who threatened Yuncheng.
How is it possible to take away your hard-earned life!
"I understand, City Lord!"
"We all understand it too!"
"Me too."
"And I..."
The four chiefs all looked at Qing Yangshuo and solemnly promised: "We must not let Yuncheng be robbed by others and come to fight if they want."
Qing Yangshuo showed a very pleased smile. This pre-war mobilization was done well.
"Yes, people will die in war, but someone has to carry the burden forward so that those behind can enjoy the good things."
Hearing these words, the five chiefs' eyes shone with light and they breathed heavily.
Someone has to carry the burden forward so that those behind can enjoy the good things.
Yes, isn't it for the sake of the future life of my wife, children and clan members that I am fighting away those who want to take away my good life?
The way they looked at Qing Yangshuo changed.
What started as respect gradually turned into worship.