Tony Adams was very desperate. Unexpectedly, he brought his family out to build the manor and became a prisoner of the barbaric Indians in a blink of an eye. His old father worked hard in Boston for half his life, and finally developed the family that was originally a dilapidated nobleman to the present, but now they are all ruined.

Of the three hundred people he brought, fifty-six soldiers died, only seventeen surrendered and saved their lives. The old, young, women and children were fine, but only four stubborn people were killed. However, no one could be killed by the cruel Indians. If I had known, I would have not let the Indian boy let go, and Tony saw him, and one of his subordinates lost his life in his hands.

However, after a long time, it was dawn, and the Indians still did nothing to them. They just tied them up and threw them in the middle of the camp, and let the soldiers holding strange bows and arrows take care of them. This was the first time Tony saw this kind of bow, and he didn't know that there was actually a bow made of steel. Tony didn't know that the black plastic was also dyed with iron. The misjudgment of the power of this bow was also the reason for Tony and the others' failure.

Tony couldn't help but think that if he had known that the range of these bows and arrows was farther than their muskets, the musket militia would not have been allowed to stand in front of them directly. At noon, suddenly, a huge sound came. Tony vaguely saw it, a strange box, with a white shell, printed with unknown words. Tony was attracted to his attention and found that it seemed to be a strange cart, because it had several black items that should be tires. Tony didn't know rubber, but the wheels were round, he still knew it.

Tony saw a young strange Indian man opened the box, walked out, and walked to the leader of the Indian tribe. The middle-aged man should be a patriarch. Tony had seen some bribed Indian tribe leaders, and basically dressed up like this. The two talked for a while, and the middle-aged man waved his hand and asked several soldiers to follow the young man.

The young man was naturally Xiao Lin, who came to inspect the goods. Seeing that the Eagle Tribe had caught everyone, Xiao Lin asked Sai Qunxiong to take him back to the tribe early. The previous harvest had been loaded into the truck's cargo box, which was stuffed all over. Fortunately, there was still some space to put the remaining sharp knife and compound bow. Xiao Lin came here with everything, and Xiao Lin would not return to the Eagle Tribe. The colonists' camp will become his new home. Pearl also followed him, sitting in the co-pilot, and experiencing the car that he had never felt before.

There is no road nearby, so in order to get over, the small truck spent a lot of paint. If it were a car, Xiao Lin would not know how distressed he felt. At this time, he thought that he would repair the road in the future. Back to the point, Xiao Lin drove the car into the colonists' camp, met the leader of the Eagle, and said that he would check his goods first. The white man lost a total of fifty-six middle-aged men, three old men and one woman. There were only 240 people left.

Among these 240 people, there were 100 adult men including sixteen-year-old children. However, there were not many muskets, so they selected 71 of the best soldiers as soldiers. Among the other 140 people, there were 75 women fighting, only 18 elderly people, and 47 children, all of them aged one to twelve. These people were not soldiers who were unyielding to die. Most of the eyes of the Indians around them were afraid and nervous.

Xiao Lin looked and walked to a middle-aged man with a bloody face. Xiao Lin didn't know who was the real person in charge, but the middle-aged man who had asked someone to ask for help on the battlefield before was definitely a big leader. Although the white strong man looked bloody, he was basically covered in skin injuries. He was not shot, but was beaten down by the Indian warrior close to him, using the back of the knife. But this man was not admitting his defeat and struggled. He was taught a lesson by several Eagle Tribe warriors for a long time before he became honest.

“gentleman,        are        you        okay?”

As the son of the old housekeeper of the Adams family, Jack has always been loyal, otherwise he would not have been beaten for hours because of fierce resistance. At this time, he was just restoring his strength, and no matter what the enemy wanted to do, he would resist to the end. If he died, his son could still take over his position and not be poor. But suddenly he heard a very standard English and he was stunned. This sentence was spoken from the strange Indian in front of him.

The reason why he was strange was that although this young Indian looked similar to other Indians, his temperament was still the temperament of a civilized person. This temperament was at least possessed by talents who had received higher education, but not to mention that there were no higher education institutions on the American continent, even if there were, Indians would not be recruited.

Xiao Lin looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with fun, expecting him to react. As a result, he turned his head over after looking at each other for a while. The disdainful attitude made Xiao Lin very angry. He caught a drug trafficker before, but he was also in this attitude, but he was not treated as a conservative person in the end. Xiao Lin and others didn't like to beat people, they just didn't let you eat, drink water, go to the toilet, and don't let you sleep. After doing this, no matter how hard the person is, he can't hold on for two days.

However, Xiao Lin did not plan to deal with these people now, because he was going back soon and had to transport enough food back this time. Because of this, he did not dare to cause trouble. Once others left, they could only let the people from the Eagle Tribe take over. If a few people from the Eagle Tribe were killed, he would lose. One-third of the rigid knife and compound bow left in advance, plus some unsold ones, replaced these slaves, and none of them dared to let them die.

"It doesn't matter, you can ignore me. Gentlemen, ladies, don't worry, you won't die. Now you are my slaves."

“Wow….”

"Quiet, quiet. Don't worry, I will not treat you like you to black slaves. As long as everyone works for me seriously, both life and property can be guaranteed. If you work harder, it will not be impossible to make a huge profit. Then, now, is anyone willing to surrender and be willing to work for me?"

......

"No? It doesn't matter, so everyone will be hungry these two days."
Chapter completed!