Chapter 1395: The Second City of Longyan

At this time, in America, the second city of Longyan—Yun City.

Qin Zhangfeng was supervising the construction of the Panama Canal, and the initial stage was progressing smoothly.

The first step involved clearing ground obstacles; large swathes of jungle within the planned area and the local residents all had to be relocated.

This project could certainly be called massive.

Qin Zhangfeng asked the Indian leader who was overseeing the construction, "Is the planting of trees continuing?"

"Reporting to the lord, it is still continuing; they are planting saplings on the other side of the jungle."

Qin Zhangfeng nodded, patted his shoulder, and said, "Good, keep it up."

"It is almost noon, prepare lunch; you must ensure the food is good."

That Indian gave a simple, honest smile, his eyes filled with gratitude as he looked at Qin Zhangfeng.

In the past, when they were ruled by the Spanish, they suffered unspeakably; at that time, they could not even get a single full meal.

Later, after the British and French came to America, the Spanish were driven away, but their lives did not get any better.

These British and French were even more hateful!

It was just that these British and French thought this place had no value, so they gave up on using it as a colony.

These Indians were thus spared, and although the Spanish returned later, they no longer possessed their former vigor.

Although the current Spanish still view this place as their Colonial Area, they no longer have the strength to subdue the Indian tribes here.

Perhaps it is the will of heaven in the dark.

Wave after wave of colonists ruled here, ravaging the Indians, but at the same time, they also brought advanced technology.

This also allowed a portion of the Indians to master these advanced techniques, and these Indian tribes were already strong enough.

But not all Indians belonged to these tribes.

Some Indian tribes even boasted of their own importance and even colluded with these colonists, engaging in some unspeakable deeds.

The Indians at the bottom were desperate, and this worker was one of them.

He had thought these Longyan would be even more brutal, but the result was unexpected; these Longyan actually hired them with food and let them build the city.

They were building the Canal and did not exploit them; at first, they did not believe it.

It was not until this General Qin Zhangfeng killed a group of Spanish for the sake of their Indians and even declared, "Those who dare to offend the people of our Yun City, though they be far away, shall be punished!"

From then on, this group of Indians gradually believed the words of this General Qin Zhangfeng.

"Thank you, General Qin, we are not tired; let us work a little longer before eating."

"Brothers, don't you agree?"

"Yes!"

Countless Indians shouted in unison, and Qin Zhangfeng was taken aback.

Looking at the simple and lovely appearance of this group of Indians, he was just about to say something, but no one paid him any mind.

Qin Zhangfeng suddenly smiled and did not say anything more; even if he tried his best to dissuade them, it would not have much effect.

These Indians treating his Longyan this way reminded him of what Lord Liu Zheng said in the beginning: "Do not treat these Indians as outsiders; we are not here to colonize, but to cooperate."

It was because of this one sentence that after they, the Longyan, arrived in America, they had always been carrying out this principle.

That was why they had the result they had today.

Just at this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Longyan, get out here!"

Qin Zhangfeng frowned and immediately looked toward the location where the voice came from, wanting to get to the bottom of it; he was not familiar with this voice, but the language used was the local indigenous language.

After arriving in America, he had also learned some, so naturally, he understood.

Before Qin Zhangfeng could investigate, the nearby Indians immediately surrounded the area.

But upon seeing the person who had arrived, they were all stunned.

This person was the nearby Indian chieftain.

Moreover, he was the chieftain of a powerful Indian tribe in the vicinity.

Because this tribe often took in homeless Indians, this tribe held great prestige in the hearts of the Indians on the Panama Isthmus.

"Chieftain Baturu, this is the territory of Longyan, please leave!" the construction leader shouted in a deep voice.

The Indian chieftain called Baturu gave a cold snort and, while mounted on his horse, swept his gaze across the Indians.

"Hmph, have you forgotten how these hateful outsiders treated us!"

"They killed our tribesmen, bullied our women, and did not even spare our young children."

These words left the Indians collectively silent; indeed, whether it was Spain, Britain, or France, they had all committed unforgivable crimes on this land!

Baturu looked at this group of Indians coldly and gave a disdainful smile.

In his eyes, all colonists were the same.

"But the Longyan are not like that."

Baturu was stunned and stared fixedly at the place where the voice came from; he frowned, as the person who spoke was actually a little Indian girl.

That little Indian girl blinked her innocent, large eyes, and there was no sign of her lying at all.

"The Longyan are destroying the land we depend on for survival; every tree you are cutting down now is aiding the evildoer!"

The gaze Baturu cast upon the little girl suddenly became fierce.

Hateful Longyan, now they have even started to bewitch innocent children!

"Qin Zhangfeng!"

"What do you want with me?"

At this moment, Baturu saw Qin Zhangfeng walk out from the crowd.

As he passed by, every Indian's eyes carried a bit of affection.

Baturu raised his eyebrows, looking at the Longyan approaching him, and felt an unusual sensation in his heart.

Just as Qin Zhangfeng walked over, an Indian chief whispered to him:

"He is Chief Batu, he has quite a lot of prestige here."

"Their tribe is right on the route where we are building the Canal, he must have come here to cause trouble!"

Qin Zhangfeng nodded, looking at the rather tall Batu riding on horseback, a faint smile hanging on his face.

Mr. Liu Zheng once told him that one should first win people over with virtue.

"You are Qin Zhangfeng!" Chief Batu asked coldly.

"I am, I wonder what business you have with me?" Qin Zhangfeng replied indifferently.

After hearing this, Chief Batu suddenly raised the gun in his hand, the muzzle aimed at Qin Zhangfeng's head.

Everyone on the scene, seeing this scene, immediately erupted like a pot that had boiled over.

"Batu, put down the gun!"

"If you kill him, don't even think about walking out of here alive today!"

The Indians on the Longyan side immediately raised the weapons in their hands, instantly surrounding Batu and his few men.

The situation was suddenly on the verge of breaking out!

Batu's expression was cold, aiming at Qin Zhangfeng without saying a word; in his heart, the colonizer must die!

Although Qin Zhangfeng's head was being pointed at by a gun, he did not reveal even a hint of a nervous expression, but instead stared at Batu and said indifferently.

"Are you sure you want to kill me?"