Chapter 2003: Indian Civilization

Richard nodded and continued, "It would be best to have detailed content; we must also launch a counterattack against Britain."

Having received the supply of Dragon Flame weapons, Richard narrowed his eyes, and a strong murderous aura erupted from them.

Their troops were currently being suppressed by the British forces and were in a disadvantageous state.

They had even lost all the strongholds and fortresses in the Great Lakes region.

Now, only the important town of Quebec in the east remained in their hands; if they did not counterattack, Richard worried that this important town would also be taken by the British forces.

A counterattack was imminent!

……

Meanwhile, in the Saint Lawrence River basin.

In the jungle, Gelin was camping and resting his troops; they were not far from exiting the jungle.

However, after entering the jungle, Gelin always felt as if they were being watched by some wild beast.

But after reconnaissance, no shadow of any wild beast was found.

Yet, during the rest today, one of the War Horses they brought had gone missing for no reason.

For such a thing to happen in this kind of jungle, there were only two possibilities: first, they had encountered wild beasts.

Second, they had encountered the Indians in the jungle.

Indian was the collective name Columbus had originally given to these people with yellowish-brown skin in America.

But in reality, such a term was not accurate; they possessed many, many tribes in this place.

South America had even given birth to a long-standing civilization, the Aztec civilization.

A famous scholar once commented: Sinful blood flows on the pyramids built of gold, a poem full of sin and fire!

That was a feudal social civilization system, constructed of class structures.

They had their own gods of faith, and their own culture and language.

If not for Cortes of Spain launching a war of aggression against this brilliant civilization, using weapons that the Aztec people could not understand and could not defeat to destroy their civilization and kingdom.

Otherwise, by now, the Indians should also have possessed a powerful civilization.

In South America, there was such an Aztec civilization.

But in North America, the Indians maintained the tradition of tribal alliances.

They still belonged to the era of a matriarchal society, although under the rule of the European powers, these Indians had become very scarce.

Even the Indians who continued to maintain traditional tribal rule had gradually changed.

But this did not mean that the tribal culture of the Indians had disappeared; in these jungles where few Europeans set foot, there would still be surviving Indian tribes.

Clearly, this time they might have encountered one.

Gelin looked into the depths of the jungle and discovered a trap that was simple to make but very effective.

He was completely certain in his heart that the disappearance of the War Horse from his troops was done by these Indians.

The angry Gelin did not lose his composure; he knew what his mission was: to bring the supplies for the British troops back to the front line.

Since it had been discovered that Indians were setting traps for them, this meant their troops were very likely being targeted by an Indian tribe.

Gelin did not want to waste time on this kind of battle that was meaningless to them, so he decided to lead his troops to retreat and leave this place as quickly as possible.

"There is danger here, continue marching!"

His adjutant asked, "General, what danger?"

"There are Indian traps," Gelin said in a deep voice.

"We could clearly continue to wipe out all those Indians first!"

Gelin glanced at him, frowned, and said coldly, "Do not meddle!"

The adjutant said "oh," and went to convey Gelin's order.

He could not understand why Gelin would not first get rid of the Indians who were tracking them; they were just wild beasts anyway.

What was there to care about?

Three thousand soldiers were quickly assembled, and Gelin led them toward the direction of leaving the jungle.

They soon left the jungle, and they never encountered the Indians who had set traps and ambushed them in the jungle from beginning to end.

After leaving the jungle, their troops continued to advance along the Saint Lawrence River, but one incident interrupted the progress of their march.

Through reconnaissance, Gelin learned that not far away, a team of French Soldiers was slaughtering an Indian tribe.

According to the intelligence obtained from reconnaissance, the Indian warriors in the tribe had already been killed or wounded, and the rest were Indian children and women.

They knew very well what would happen to these Indians next.

In fact, the British troops had also done similar things.

Killing the Indian men in the tribe and training the children like slaves; as for the women, their fate might be even worse!

But the result was nothing more than slavery!

Gelin's adjutant said, "General, we now have more important things to do. If we have a conflict with the French troops ahead, it is very likely to expose our march, so I suggest bypassing that unit."

Gelin said flatly, "I know."

The adjutant stepped back, and Gelin turned his head to look at his troops, shouting in a deep voice, "The French troops ahead are very likely to affect our march!"

"We need to wipe them out with the fastest speed; do you have this ability!"

The Cavalry, with sharp eyes and an imposing manner, responded to Gelin!

"Set off!"

The three thousand Cavalry of Britain moved out in unison, launching a charge against the French troops.

The adjutant looked at Gelin suspiciously, not understanding why he wanted to do this.

In their common perception, these Indians were just a group of wild beasts that could become slaves, public property.

But Gelin insisted on saving them.

The French troops had absolutely no ability to dodge out of the way.

The French Soldiers who were tormenting those Indian women were slightly stunned when they saw the British Soldiers charging over.

Completely failing to react in time, they were simply slaughtered by the British troops.

His small squad was merely a mere two or three hundred people, so how could they possibly withstand the attack of the British troops?

Especially an attack by Cavalry.

Under such an attack, they had no ability to resist at all!

The skirmish ended very quickly; the British troops did not leave any survivors, and all the French Soldiers were slaughtered.

Those Indians were thus rescued, and they looked fearfully at Gelin, who was riding over on horseback.

In their eyes, there was no difference between the British and the French; both were existences like demons.

One could even say that these British were a hundred times more hateful than the French.

Gelin glanced at the shivering, fear-filled Indians, looked at his own soldiers, and shouted in a deep voice: "Continue forward!"

The troops led by Gelin continued to advance toward their agreed-upon location.

The surviving Indians were slightly stunned after seeing the British leave; they did not understand why these British had not killed them, nor had they turned them into slaves.

Some Indians looked at Gelin's departing back and said: "This isn't the group of people we set a trap for a few days ago..."