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"How many people know about this treasure of the Aztec Empire?"

"Reply, answer people, I don't know either!"

After finally resting for a while, the moth came to his head again, and a great wizard shrank his hands in fear, crying and shouting.

"After Tianwu escaped, every tribe that passed by in the south was entertained, and his footprints disappeared all the way to the sea. It is said that he fled to the Spanish side. If you know, all the tribes in the east and west of the Rocky Mountain Know."

This is tricky, let go of the great wizard, and looked down again, looking at the valley with strange rocks, Song Yongzhong growled anxiously in a low voice.

"The horse goes to the bell, and the man holds the bell! You act as the eagle's eye with the stick, and be careful entering the valley!"

An open secret, there are more than one family who come to this feast and want to make a fortune in the cemetery of the Aztec Empire!

There are at least five or six puffs of green smoke lingering in the valley, which is a little rash. I don’t know how many old foxes there are, and they even found traces of the Spaniards not far into the valley. The tribes in the south who had just mastered the cavalry had been wiped out, and the only ones in the New World who still had war horses were the Spaniards except Daming, and a lot of fresh horse dung was in the mouth of the third child.

The valley I entered at about noon, turned dark as soon as the time turned. In the darker the sky, the valley with strange rocks became more and more teeth and claws. I have to feel the impermanence of nature. Who would have thought of hundreds of Years ago in this dry and smoky desolate west, there were times when it was wet and rainy. On the edge of those weathered mountains, the ancient Indians built walls directly under the cliffs, and the cave houses next to each other, just like in the western fantasy. like the dwelling of the dwarves.

However, the climate suddenly changed drastically, and a civilization disappeared like this, leaving only these empty ruins.

These Cheng Yaojin who came in suddenly made the tracking more difficult. They only advanced ten kilometers carefully in the afternoon. The expedition team was too small. If they ran into any big tribe, they might suffer a disadvantage. Looking at the sun Falling down the mountain, Song Yongzhong had no choice but to find a hidden ancient Indian ruins and stationed there.

The night wind blows over these rugged mountains, making a sound like a ghost crying. From time to time, bright pupils like ghost fires flicker in the distance. I don’t know if it’s a puma or a coyote looking greedily there. Thanks to these ancient Indians The remains of people, in the innermost wall, the expedition team can light a fire and eat a warm bite.

Even though he had no appetite at all, Song Yongzhong grabbed the jerky and stuffed it into his mouth fiercely. Tomorrow he might be desperate, and he would have to get down because of lack of physical strength. In the innermost part, the two great Indian wizards were sad but also Excitedly pairing the bark in their hands together, muttering to those ancient Indian texts, everyone is curious, even if they find it, it is not theirs. It is possible to explore the Aztec treasure that once dominated Central America, which is enough to make They are excited.

However, this night was destined to be impossible to pass peacefully. At about ten o'clock in the middle of the night, suddenly there was a fierce gunshot, crackling like beans popping, and the wolves that were wandering around the edge were instantly terrified. Let's go, listening to the sound of the gun, Song Yongzhong also rushed out immediately, listened carefully to the direction below, and immediately whistled sharply behind his back.

The gun and the horse were put together, but several people followed Song Yongzhong and slipped out with crossbows in their hands.

Climbing up a rock, looking down, Song Yongzhong couldn't help but blame himself. He, the leader of the New World Expedition Team, really didn't do his job well. He was just across the hill from San Francisco, and the Spaniards were almost here. More than 1000 people, he didn't know.

On the edge of a river valley ruin in the middle of many ancient Indian relics, a small earthen city rose from the ground. It is estimated that it was the royal city of the ancient Indians. The Spanish conquistadors of the brigade are now occupying this place, and there are roadblocks on the edge. Barricades, parapets dug.

At this time, a group of Indians from an unknown tribe were attacking this roadblock. They saw in the dark night, wearing a feather crown and shirtless tribal warriors, covering their mouths and rushing forward. Facing the back of the parapet, amidst the flames sprayed out one by one, the dense crowd fell to the ground one by one, and at the very edge, there were also Indians fighting with the Spanish phalanx, but the advantage in weapons was really not covered. The Spaniards just raised the ax gun high, and then smashed it down hard. Amid the crackling sound of the ax chopping flesh, three meters away, the Indian warrior who was rushing forward had been chopped to the ground like firewood.

The mysterious power that can rule the Aztec Empire seems to have caused quite a stir. Even if the Spaniards are jealous, other Indian tribes are fighting desperately regardless of the consequences. It seems that tonight is going to stop down.

But both sides had nothing to do with Daming, even if the Spaniards killed all the Indians, Song Yongzhong didn't care, watching the fierce night attack below, he actually yawned and waved his hands back slightly to his subordinates.

"Go back to sleep!"

"Boss, there!"

It’s always a coincidence, and after a round of investigation, he was about to withdraw. Before leaving, the sharp-eyed third child suddenly pointed at the battlefield and looked up. He was just behind the attacking Indian’s buttocks, with a cloak on both ends. On the saddle, the snorting American bison seemed to want to rush in with enthusiasm.

At this time period, it seems that there is no businessman in Ming Dynasty who is so free and ran into the Grand Canyon of Colorado. Looking at the two cows, Song Yongzhong couldn't help but groaned bitterly!

Chapter 891. The Weak Princess

There is a saying in the Northeast, pockmarks are not pockmarks, deceiving people!The princess fell into the hands of these Indians, don't even think about sleeping tonight, eyes widened, and waited until two o'clock in the morning on both sides, and forty or fifty people died. Seeing that the fight is meaningless, the United The Indians who were together quickly disappeared into the night again.

Eyeballs staring like light bulbs, leading his men, Song Yongzhong hurriedly hung behind the Indians' buttocks.

The Indians are both the strong and the weak in this land. They are huge in number, but they are divided into small tribes and intrigue with each other, so that a very small number of Western colonists invaded here, and they have an absolute advantage in numbers. The Indians were beaten up, and the largest civilizations, Maya and Aztec, were beaten to the ground, their noses and faces bruised and swollen.

This temporary coalition army also has this characteristic. After the night raid is over, the big guys don't get together to continue discussing how to fight together, but they disperse in the night and go back to their respective temporary camps. This is for Song Yongzhong. Fortunately, the two cows were not separated from the beginning to the end, so he aimed at the cows, and finally he found the camp belonging to this tribe.

"Head, it shouldn't be a tribe in the Great Basin, look at the clothes, look at the weapons, more advanced, from Mexico!"

There are actually not many ancient Indian relics in this broken canyon, but as descendants, they can always find a place. The Indians of this tribe, like Song Yongzhong, found a relic house against the cliff to live in. Aiming obliquely, the stick turned his head, and returned in a low voice.

The power that ruled the Aztec Empire, the treasure brought out by Tian Wu, is a fatal temptation even for the tribes in Central America. This tribe should have taken out all the elite soldiers and generals. It is really not a good person with more than 300 people. stubble.

However, from Mexico, the Indian tribe with a higher level of social development is easier to deal with than the same tribe on the North American plain at this time, because they have a hierarchy, and the small house on the edge of the cliff is just that small, and the inside is sheltered from the wind. Those who live in the rain are all nobles, and those who live outside are all soldiers.

Princess, golden branches and jade leaves! No matter what race she is, she is still a beauty, isn't she?It is the nobles who want to enjoy it. Although the princess may be being conquered by several tall and mighty tribal men at the moment to give Mao Jue a grandson in the New World, there is a [-]% chance that she will be detained in the ruins.

After making a decision, Song Yongzhong pointed at the three hidden whistles looming on the trees outside the camp, and slammed three fingers at the stick, and immediately punched the chests of the third and third brothers. Eleven New World expeditions were like ghosts, Resolutely followed Song Yongzhong down the rope hanging from the towering water-eroded cliff.

In the dark night, the spear-holding warrior guarding the entrance of the cave was yawning and patrolling back and forth. Suddenly, a Galen popped out of the grass, a q silenced magic, followed by a big health plug. Wrung the neck of the hapless ghost with his mouth.

But this sound did not escape the eyes of a few secret whistlers. Looking over, the three old Indian hunters were about to shout, but this was also a moment when their spirits were relaxed. Three crossbow arrows coated with anesthesia were unbelievable not far from them. Shooting from an angle, the neurotoxins from the three kinds of snake venoms in the Old World easily paralyzed the muscles of several people, and they fell heavily from the trees like fruits.

bang~bang~

A few muffled noises, the Mexican Indians who fell asleep after fighting with the Spaniards in the middle of the night, no one woke up.

He nodded to the mallet that took over from the three of them and climbed up the tree. Holding a knife and crossbow, Song Yongzhong rushed into the dark ancient Indian ruins in a hurry.

But it turns out that those who can be leaders have a lot of heart, and they deserve it for not being able to sleep in the middle of the night! Just as they got into the cave, a senior Indian warrior with a bare chest and tattoos of jaguars suddenly jumped up from the ground, opening his mouth to scream .

With a whoosh, the arrow went straight into his throat, and he didn't care about it. The warrior covered his throat with protruding eyeballs and a ferocious expression. Song Yongzhong threw the crossbow and turned around to slash. , Within a few breaths, the thick bloody smell permeated the entire room.

"No?"

Wiping the blood beads off his face, he asked in a low voice, and Song Yongzhong immediately picked up the crossbow and rushed into the next room.

This Mexican tribe is probably guilty of Tai Sui. They encountered the New World Expedition Team, the No. [-] special force of the Ming Dynasty. Three rooms in a row were slaughtered, their eyes were red from the killing, and their noses were breathing hot air. Straightforwardly broke into the fourth relic room, but here, he fell.

Pad, a cold and hard object was pointed directly at his forehead. For a moment, even Song Yongzhong, who had been through many battles, was suffocated. In the next second, he followed him in, and the two expeditions The knight also raised the crossbow violently, pointing directly at the man's forehead, but Song Yongzhong, who was caught at the critical moment, threw the crossbow and knife suddenly, raised his right hand high to restrain the ready-to-move subordinates, and at the same time lowered his voice.

"My subordinates pay respects to the eldest lady!"

The pistol was withdrawn, and suddenly a light came on, but she was a girl in her teens, and she actually wore a high feather crown on her head and a big cloak like an Indian witch, full of exotic flavor, It's just that the pretty, white and tender melon-seeded face is something Indians can't keep anyway. In the corner, there is a little girl in Han's clothes shivering and hugging a stone behind her.

She didn't have the slightest awareness of being rescued, her big watery eyes were full of disgust, and the small cheeks on both sides puffed up angrily, it was simply domineering, Mao Yu'er was annoyed and lowered her voice, but it was like a maddened growl He said: "Are you the idiot subordinates of the idiot boss?"

Sure enough, none of the Mao family was so reliable, and they hugged their bloody fists helplessly. Song Yongzhong replied dully: "By the order of the eldest son, I welcome the eldest lady back!"

"You guys! Alas"

Sighing, the revolver that was also stolen from Mao Jue's collection was handsomely inserted into the fit thigh holster, holding his arms, Mao Yu'er bypassed Song Yongzhong with a straight line, and joined a group of New World expeditions. The member took two steps out in a daze, then turned back speechlessly.

"Didn't the boss send you to pick me up? Hurry up!"

In his heart, the daydream about the princess shattered in half again, and Song Yongzhong roared in a low voice speechlessly.

"Escort the eldest lady, withdraw!"

I don’t know what the expression of the Mexican tribe who found half of the nobles and high-level warriors dead will be. On the side of the New World Expedition Team, there are a lot of panda eyes and clubs. There is no ladylike style, holding wooden chopsticks in her hand, the little princess is Balabala filling her little mouth with the special field reserve food of the expedition team, and her eating looks are even more lacking in the style that a princess should have, she is completely crazy girl appearance.

On the contrary, the little girl who followed Yu'er, sipping porridge while timidly looking around, was full of femininity.

"Boss, did we save the wrong person?"

Sticking to Song Yongzhong's ear, the guy with the hammer asked cautiously, but Song Yongzhong gave him a hard look and stared back.