Super Chief

"What's your name? Which tribe are you from?" Shi Xiong asked the guide aside.

"You are the guardian of the Kabul Sacrifice of the High Tree Tribe, right?" The guide looked very excited, and instead of answering Stone Bear's question, he asked such a question.

Stone Bear frowned and nodded, "Yes, I am Great Bear, the guardian of the High Priest Kabru. You haven't answered my question yet."

"Hey, I am so excited to see you..." the skinny man said with a dry smile, rubbing his hands, "My name is Yuluo and I belong to the Chimosasha tribe."

"Huh? You are from Chimosa? Then why did you get entangled with these Spaniards? Also, the leader of your tribe is called Dashi, right?"

"Yeah, Master Guardian, you are asking the wrong question. Dashi is not the leader of our tribe. He is the leader of the Little Appalu tribe. The leader of our tribe is Tumeng."

Hearing this, Shi Xiong's brows opened. It seems that this guy is really from the Chimosasha tribe.

When Stone Bear traveled between Gaoshu and Xiaohe tribes alone, he once went to Chimosasha tribe.

The Chimosasha tribe is also a small tribe in the Cherokee tribe. It was separated from a large tribe when it moved south. For more than two hundred years, he has been living in the swamp. The Chimosa Sha in Cherokee means "tribe living on the swamp."

The swamp where Kimosasa lives is located at the junction of the Cherokee and Chekashas. Although it is the closest to the Chekashas, ​​their tribe has never been attacked by the Chekashas.

No way, the place where the Chimosasha tribe lives is too dangerous. The swamps are the best natural barrier for them.

Swamps are as dangerous as deserts, even more dangerous than deserts. Once people who are not familiar with the road stray into the swamp, very few people can survive. Most of them will be swallowed by the swamp or eaten by the crocodiles living in the swamp...

If Stone Bear had not been helped by the Chimosasha tribe, he would not be able to travel freely in the swamp, single-handedly traveling between the Gaoshu tribe and the Xiaohe tribe.

Therefore, he naturally knows who the leader of Kimo Shasha is.

This skinny man was right, Tumeng was indeed the leader of the Chimosasha tribe.

"Then how did you get entangled with these Spaniards?" After confirming the identity of the fishing spear, Shi Xiong continued to ask him.

"Master Guardian, can't I help it?" Yu Liao smiled bitterly, rubbing his hands with trembling, it looked like he was very cold.

Shi Xiong took out a wolf-skin robe from Huofeng's rucksack and threw it over. The fishing spear took it in panic and put it on him. Shi Xiong took out a bag of wine from his luggage and handed it to the fishing spear, "Take two sips. This will warm you up immediately."

Yu Liao hesitated for a moment, and then unscrewed the lid of the skin bag, and the strong smell of wine suddenly made his eyes light up.

"Master Guardian, is this the kind of high-grade liquor produced by your Gaoshu tribe?"

"Yes, take a couple of warm mouthfuls." Shi Xiong smiled and nodded.

"Hey, this is a good thing. I heard from the tribe last year that you had passed our tribe and left some wine for our tribe. It's a pity that I was hunting outside at that time and didn't see you." As Spear said, he took a big sip, and he was so spicy.

"Good wine! It's really exciting!" Yu Spear's face turned red without much effort.

The wolfskin robe and the sip of wine on my body quickly came into play, and the fishing spear stopped trembling. "Guardian, this winter is particularly difficult. My family has a large population, so I have to go hunting in this weather. ."

"I was preparing to set some grass jumpers on the swamp that day, but I met these guys next to the big bend. They caught me and asked me where the high tree tribe was. I lied and said I didn’t know. I brought it on the boat."

The grass bungee is what the North American Indians call the hare. In this era, there are a lot of hares in North America, and winter, especially just after the heavy snowfall, is the best time to catch rabbits.

"So you were taken captive by these Vasichus?" Shi Xiong asked.

"Well, I was taken captive by these guys. But I didn't dare to resist. At that time, they had four big boats and there were more than 300 people. I was alone. I could only listen to them obediently. But I didn't dare to resist. I can swear to the river god, I didn’t show them the way at first, I just told them that I had only heard of the name of the Gaoshu tribe, but I had never been there, so I didn’t know the way."

"Then why are you and them here?" Shi Xiong asked again. The people of Qimoshasha must know how the Gaoshu tribe went. When he went to the Xiaohe tribe, he had stayed at the Qimoshasha tribe. At first, he thought that they were all members of the same tribe, and the Gaoshu tribe was still the tribe of the Kaburu High Priest. Therefore, the people of the Chimosasha tribe are also very yearning for the Gaoshu tribe, and Stone Bear told them the general route.

Therefore, this fishing spear must know the general route to the Gaoshu tribe.

"I can't help it? Those Vasicchu's boats passed the Great South Fork along the big bend, and when they were about to reach the area of ​​Pumpkin Bay, a blizzard came and their boats were blown on the rocks by the blizzard. , All four boats sank in that section of the river, and many people died even with those Vasicchus."

As if remembering the situation at that time, the fishing spear shivered involuntarily, unscrewed the lid of the skin bag and took another sip of wine, and then continued: "At that time, I was desperately ashore with those Vasichus. Frozen. Although we were not drowned, we almost died of freezing."

"If the Pumpkin Bay tribe is still there~www.wuxiaspot.com~ we will be fine. At least the black pumpkin guy is here, and there are pumpkins grown by the Pumpkin Bay tribe, we won't starve to death. But guard Lord Zhe, you also know that the Pumpkin Bay tribe of Black Pumpkin was wiped out by the **** Chekasha two years ago..."

Hearing Yu Spear talked about the Black Pumpkin and the Pumpkin Bay tribe, Stone Xiong couldn't help feeling sad for a while. Like the Shaggy Cattle Tribe, the Pumpkin Bay Tribe was once a small tribe separated from the Gaoshu Tribe. They settled on the north bank of Da Bend to the northwest of the Gaoshu Tribe. They were attacked by the Chekashas and destroyed their tribe.

Yu Liao's words also made Stone Bear once again confirm that he is indeed a Cherokee, otherwise he would not name the Black Pumpkin and the Pumpkin Bay tribe.

"The weather was very cold. When these Vasicchu's ships sank, their food was not brought out. We were hungry and cold at that time, and the Pumpkin Bay tribe was gone, and there were no tribes around. We saw I was about to freeze to death and starve to death. I was unable to lead them to the high tree tribe. Guardian, I am afraid of death. There are more than forty people walking along the way. Vasichu died on the road..." There was a look of horror on Yu Spear's face, and it seemed that what had happened in the past few days really frightened him.