Chapter 139: Negotiation!

After night fell, behind the wind-sheltered hillside, tents were also set up.

Lying in a warm blanket, Zhang Cheng came to Glass and said, "Your son's first aid, plus your escort fee, from now on, you owe me a total of three thousand US dollars, any problem?"

"Ah ah ah ah!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in shock, Glass struggled immediately upon hearing this sentence.

Even if he couldn't speak, Glass was scared by this price.

Because this wasn't even robbery anymore; it was reaching into his pocket and grabbing wildly!

"Do you think you could have escaped this wilderness without me? Also, is this your reaction to your savior? Life is priceless, my friend!"

Looking at Glass seriously, Zhang Cheng spoke sternly.

And after hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Glass was already powerless to refute, because he fundamentally couldn't open his mouth!

Letting the Death Korps soldiers behind him step forward to help him treat his wounds, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "Rest assured, as long as you are willing to earn money, sooner or later you will regain your freedom!"

Just after Zhang Cheng left, the Death Korps soldiers walked in slowly, taking out various surgical instruments.

Looking at this scene in fear, Glass wanted to resist, but just in the next second, the Death Korps soldier smashed a fist onto his head.

Looking at the Death Korps soldier's "physical anesthesia," Zhang Cheng asked in confusion, "Didn't we bring wine?"

Turning his head, the Death Korps soldier raised his fist, as if to say this one worked faster.

Shrugging his shoulders, Zhang Cheng spread his hands indifferently and said, "Fine, you are the doctor, you have the final say!"

However, after leaving the tent, Zhang Cheng decided to build a hospital as soon as possible. After all, if he were injured one day, he really couldn't believe how explosive the sight of Death Korps soldiers bandaging him would be!

After two days of long-distance trekking, Glass's son Hawk had woken up. Although he was still very weak, he could already speak.

Looking at his son, Glass couldn't help but shed tears.

But just on this day, when passing through a river beach, Zhang Cheng and the others saw an Indian.

Looking at Zhang Cheng and them vigilantly, the Indian retreated in fear, holding a bow and arrow in his hand.

But at this time, Zhang Cheng got off his horse, opened his arms, and said in slightly raw Indian language, "Don't be nervous, we have no malice!"

After a few minutes of conversation, Zhang Cheng finally understood that this was a person who had lost contact with his tribe.

Letting the other party join his team, Zhang Cheng intended to find the Sioux first, because he needed to communicate about land matters.

"Sir, are you on good terms with the Sioux?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng curiously, Li Yong asked.

"In a certain sense, Indians possess the same bloodline as us!"

Speaking to Li Yong beside him, Zhang Cheng smiled.

In this world, any conspiracy will be exposed; only sincerity is the ultimate move.

His treatment of Indians would not be like the white people's, because these people were very likely his supporters for an independent California.

The continuation of politics is war, but the initiator of war is for profit!

In today's California, the Chinese are slowly increasing. Sooner or later, the Chinese Exclusion Act will appear. Even as the person in power of Far East Group, he cannot change the decisions from Washington.

Because this is a terrible group that threatens their rule!

Just like the terrible things that happened in Indonesia, the locals targeted the hardworking and wealthy Chinese!

But this time, Zhang Cheng will not give them any chance. Lincoln's skull must be shattered, and the cotton gins must stay in the fields!

He will create a miracle, giving everyone a chance to buy free productivity for one dollar!

In a camp along the river, gunfire was constantly ringing out.

Under the shouts of killing, one could see the original fur hunters launching an attack on this tribe.

Looking at the burning tents, many Indians were bravely launching counterattacks.

But facing the enemy's flintlock guns, even the fiercest warriors appeared useless.

And just when the battle was one-sided, the sound of hoofbeats from one side made many people dumbfounded.

Galloping over, the Death Korps soldiers revealed icy eyes and then raised their Minié rifles.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" A round of volley fire went down, and many white people fell into a pool of blood one after another.

Looking at this scene, the Sioux people immediately roared, because they saw a familiar logo.

Looking at the sudden attackers, the white people panicked and turned around, preparing to counterattack.

But not long after, the Death Korps soldiers who rushed in picked up their entrenching tools.

"Bang!"

Hit in the front by an entrenching tool, the white man with a confused head fell straight to the ground.

But before he could recover, the Sioux people holding axes had already rushed up.

In the cruel slaughter, the river water gradually turned red.

Not long after, just as the battle ended, the remaining white people were kneeling on the ground full of fear.

Because they fundamentally couldn't imagine that they had clearly taken the initiative to launch an attack, why were they defeated like a mountain collapse in the end?

Riding his horse forward, Zhang Cheng looked at the tribal chief in front of him and said, "Very happy to see you again, Chief Suluk!"

"I am also very happy to see you, Zhang!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng who had dismounted, Suluk also opened his arms.

After the two hugged, Zhang Cheng patted his shoulder and said, "Rest assured, I will not let them live! After all, blood for blood, tooth for tooth!"

"Right, blood for blood, tooth for tooth!"

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Speaking angrily, Suluk turned around and said, "Scalp them!"

Walking up, the Sioux warriors heard this sentence and immediately moved with ferocious faces.

Not long after, just as the fallen white people were thrown into a deep pit, Zhang Cheng had people take out the trading items this time.

Looking at the brand-new firearms, Suluk swallowed his saliva and said, "I don't have that many furs to exchange right now, my friend!"

"It doesn't matter, you can leave this place and come to live on my territory. I will provide everything! Even white people dare not run wild on my turf!"

Looking at Suluk, Zhang Cheng was very greedy for his soldiers.

Because for limited resources, the Sioux would choose to separate the tribe to survive.

But in the entire California, the Sioux people far exceeded hundreds of thousands!

As long as he could get the support of the Sioux people and possess these strong young men, Zhang Cheng would dare to point at Washington's nose and curse in the street now!

"Won't this bring you trouble?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Suluk became nervous.

Because he had indeed had enough of such days of hiding here and there, and having to fight with white people who came to hunt fur at any time.

"No, your arrival simply makes me feel like I've seen family!"

Looking at Suluk with a face full of smiles, Zhang Cheng explained.

And just after the two sides reached an agreement, Zhang Cheng and Suluk shook hands tightly.

Walking out from outside the tent, Li Yong said, "Boss, I asked; their camp is fifty miles away from here!"

"Go tell Yu Guang, he will know how to handle it!"

Speaking with a face full of smiles, Zhang Cheng took out a cigarette and lit it.

Although he didn't mind losing money for his compatriots, the income and expenditure must be balanced, right?

As for who will be unlucky next, that depends on who discovers the other party first!

In the night, the Death Korps soldiers riding horses arrived at the camp, and then an attack comparable to an Indian revenge began.

Early the next morning, everyone in the camp had fallen in the wind and snow, and Yu Guang was holding a pen and recording, "Hmm, earned quite a bit, the boss should be happy!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 140 =====