We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

Li Che said this not to scare the other party, but because it is something that actually happened in history.

He once watched a Taiwanese aboriginal anti-Japanese film called "Seediq Bale", which tells the story of the aboriginal people's resistance against Japanese colonialism.

Taiwan’s colonial history is very tragic, especially the armed struggle in the first twenty years, which was extremely fierce.

Before this, Dutch colonists had also occupied parts of Taiwan.

With the current level of technology on Taiwan Island, even if all the tribes were united together, they would not be able to resist the colonizers' dimensionality reduction attack.

Li Che's idea was also very simple, to unite all the indigenous peoples and form an organization similar to a federation, and have them provide the population to form farmers, caravans and armies.

Fengguo is responsible for providing technology, arming the federation, and pledging allegiance to Fengguo in order to cope with the subsequent world changes.

In this way, the indigenous people defended their homes, and Li Che also controlled Taiwan Island and its surrounding waters, killing two birds with one stone.

With the support of Fengguo’s technology, if the Dutch and Japanese colonists come to cause trouble again, let them fight with Fengguo’s muskets and cannons!

Moreover, Li Che's idea was not a delusion, but a historical necessity.

In the past, after the Age of Exploration began, the Dutch entered the Taiwan region, and many tribes united to establish a cross-ethnic quasi-kingdom called the "Dadu Kingdom", and the tribal leader was called the Dadu Fan King.

It was not until 1732 that the Dadu Kingdom was destroyed by the Qing government.

A quasi-kingdom composed of a gathering of tribes has such vitality. If they are given enough technology and weapons, their potential will be even higher!

Of course, the premise is that Fengguo can control them 100%.

At this time, Kawas was still stubborn: "What outsiders? I have never seen what you said. How can you prove that it will happen?"

Hearing the translator's words, Li Che smiled contemptuously.

"Having never seen it before only means that you haven't lived long enough, and your tribe's heritage isn't long enough!"

Kawas glared and was about to refute.

Suddenly, an old voice came from behind him, saying something that Li Che could not understand.

The crowd parted in an instant, and a skinny old man wearing an animal skin robe slowly walked over, with star-like lights flashing in his turbid but shrewd eyes.

Li Che was slightly startled, then looked at the translator beside him.

The translator whispered, "They say this old man is the elder of the tribe."

"Your Highness is right." He raised his hand to stop Kawas from arguing, his tattooed fingers stroking the silk that Li Che had brought him. "It has been thirty-seven full months since the Amis had a newborn cry. Our warriors are falling like yellow leaves in autumn."

Li Che keenly caught the looseness in the elder's words: "Elder, your opinion is great."

The elder looked closely at the young prince, as if he wanted to see something in his eyes.

After a moment, he slowly spoke: "I have no intention of offending the majesty of the king from Daqing, but you must at least show us that you are capable of doing what you say."

Li Che nodded slightly and wanted to take out the fine iron dagger again, but then he had another idea.

The elder had been watching in secret for an unknown amount of time. It was obvious that he was not as easy to fool as Kawas, and ordinary iron tools might not be able to impress him.

Maybe I have to put up some heavier chips.

Li Che thought about it and immediately signaled his personal guards to carry up two wooden boxes.

The moment the lid of the box was opened, the cold light stung everyone's eyes.

On the left are ten light crossbows forged from fine steel, and on the right are sealed rice seeds. The golden grains look like flowing amber in the firelight.

"Bring a deer!" the elder suddenly said.

Immediately, a tribesman brought an adult deer for sacrifice. The elder glanced at Li Che and stretched out his withered hand: "Please."

Without the need for an interpreter to translate, Li Che understood what the elder meant.

Hu Qiang beside him immediately stuffed the venison in his hand into his mouth and walked forward to try the crossbow.

Li Che's mouth twitched, and he quickly stopped him: "Let me do it."

Aqiang's archery skills are too scary. Although the crossbow is easier to operate than the bow, Li Che really doesn't dare to gamble.

If this arrow were to turn and hit the elder's butt, then let alone cooperation, hundreds of people would die and the situation would not be resolved peacefully.

Li Che walked forward, strung the crossbow himself, then raised the crossbow and aimed at the deer in the distance.

Amid the humming sound of the vibrating bowstring, a crossbow arrow pierced through the body of a deer a hundred steps away, and the arrow head easily passed through.

It shot into a tree trunk farther away, and the white feathers at the tail of the arrow were still trembling.

The deer fell down with a mournful cry. The Amis people who were whispering to each other suddenly lost their voices, and several children were so scared that they hid in their mothers' arms.

Kavas' eyes widened. The power of this weapon was beyond his imagination.

There was also shock in the elder's eyes, but he did not show it. He just nodded slightly, acknowledging the Fengtian Army's military strength.

He then looked at another box next to him and picked up three rice seeds with his skinny fingers: "Can this thing grow food?"

"These are rice seeds." Li Che pulled out a blueprint drawn on silk cloth from his bosom. "With this curved plow, we can harvest in three months."

"If we build a waterwheel along the riverbank..." He dipped his hand in wine and drew a gear mechanism on the hide, "we can irrigate even in the dry season."

"Next, I will go to Champa to obtain a type of rice called Champa rice. This type of rice has a higher yield, a shorter growing period, and is not picky about the soil; it can be grown even in swamps."

The elder looked at Li Che in surprise: "Are you willing to share that kind of rice seeds with us?"

Li Che smiled slightly: "Why not?"

He walked slowly forward, stood in front of Kawas, and drew the sword of the personal soldier beside him.

The Amis warriors immediately raised their weapons nervously, but Kavas stopped them.

Li Che looked at him with a smile and said, "In addition to rice seeds, I will also provide your warriors with weapons. Although they are not as sharp as the one in my hand, they are far stronger than your spears."

After that, Li Che handed the sword in his hand to Kavas: "This sword is for you."

Kavas took the long sword with a complicated expression, and suddenly drew out a bone knife with his left hand and slashed it towards the fine steel long sword in his right hand.

The bone knife broke with the sound of metal clashing, and only a negligible white mark was left on the long sword.

Kavas stared at the shallow white marks on the sword for a long time without saying a word.

"We will send you twenty warriors," the elder said suddenly, stroking the waterwheel blueprint. "They won't go to fight, but will follow your fleet to learn how to make these artifacts. They can also help you fight and see the outside world."

Li Che smiled slightly: "Yes."

Then he extended his hand to the elder.

The elder was slightly startled, a look of confusion on his face.

"Um..." Li Che paused, "After you reach a deal, don't you need to use etiquette like shaking hands? Then what should you use? How about pinky promises?"