Chapter 305

"This kind of bridge... Well, it should be called a floating bridge?" Chief junaluska stepped on the rickety pontoon and stamped his feet carefully. Then he asked the stone bear beside him.

"Yes, this kind of bridge is called a floating bridge. It is a relatively simple bridge, but it has many times more traffic capacity than a single wooden bridge. Our soldiers can even cross such bridges on horseback. "

"That's a good pontoon! Very good Chief junaluska leaned over and rubbed the heavy chain. He nodded again with satisfaction. "Isn't this kind of chain easy to handle?"

"It's OK. It's not very difficult. The main reason is that four alchemists came from vasichu through salt trading in our tribe. One of them is good at metal smelting. This kind of iron chain was made by vasichu, and it has a wide range of uses. "

"Oh? How can your tribe produce salt? Is it the same salt as the sea salt made by the pamangis in the east? " Hearing the words of the stone bear, chief junaruska's attention was immediately attracted by the word "salt", and the dangling pontoon was immediately ignored by him.

"The salt produced by our tribe is many times higher than the sea salt produced by the pamanki people, and the vasichus are scrambling for our salt." Stone bear nodded and said, "but our tribe's manpower is limited, so we can't produce more salt, otherwise we can supply salt to the whole tribe. Chief, when you get to our tribe, you can see the salt we produce. "

"What are you waiting for? Let's go. I can't wait to see your salt now. "

As the chief of a large tribe, he really cares about things like salt and food.

Seeing that the chief can't wait, the stone bear and the red cloud look at each other and find the smile in each other's eyes.

From chieftain junaruska's respect for Hongyun just now, Shi Xiong thought that his chieftain could be cultivated, so he didn't mind showing the secret of gaoshu tribe to him.

After all, if the gaoshu tribe wants to expand rapidly, it can't do without the support of the noble chief. Unless the stone bear really turns against the Cherokee, otherwise the gaoshu tribe will have to make a little fight.

If you really want to turn against the Cherokee, even the soldiers will not agree with the ability of the gaoshu tribe.

Betray your mother, even the gods will be angry.

They crossed the pontoon, got on their horses, and ran towards the gaoshu tribe along a dirt road.

The 1000 soldiers brought by chieftain junaluska, except for the 200 soldiers who stayed here to guard the floating bridge, the other soldiers could only slowly move towards the direction of gaoshu tribe with one two one.

The Cherokee are powerful, but they are not strong enough to have a horse. Looking at the whole new continent of North America, in the middle of the 18th century, war horses were also extremely rare among all tribes. Only a very small number of people with noble status were qualified to ride horses. The rest of them were on their legs.

When passing by the big green hill tribe, chief junaruska's attention was once again attracted by this large and prosperous construction site.

"Reverend high priest kabulu, this is your tribe?" Chieftain junaruska, who has never been to the gaoshu tribe, naturally does not know that this is only the Daqingshan tribe. However, because it is planned as a processing base by the stone bear, the prosperous scene here makes the chieftain mistakenly think that this is the gaoshu tribe.

No wonder he took this place as a high tree tribe. Now Daqingshan tribe is not like before. It has completely become a large construction site. More than ten tall water tankers in the distance are like giants, which makes Indians who have never seen water tankers feel afraid.

The workshops that are under construction, and the busy workshops that have been built to produce all kinds of things, have never been seen by chief junaluska.

In front of this processing base, chieftain junaruska is like a country bumpkin who has never seen the world, and also like uncle Liu who has entered the Grand View Garden

Not only he, but also other people who came with the chief were dumbfounded. They had never seen such a scene before, even in their dreams.

Red cloud, who was a little proud in his heart, said with a smile: "chief junaruska, this is not my tribe. It's just a processing base under our gaoshu tribe. It's mainly for the tribe to process some needed things. For example, steel weapons, the barrel of muskets and other things. The gaoshu tribe is still a long way from here. "

Chief junaluska knew that he had made an own dragon. But he didn't get angry because of this. If he hadn't thought about the salt of gaoshu tribe in his heart, he would dismount and watch carefully.

"High priest kabulu, when I have time, can I have a close look here?"

"Why not? This is also your territory. You can come at any time. " Red cloud's words made chief junaluska's face smile even more.

When the party set foot on the road to gaoshu tribe again and walked several miles to enter the cement road that had not been repaired, chief junaruska was shocked by the cement road that was about to be repaired.

"This, this is..." in front of this smooth and solid cement road, let chief junaluska completely throw the salt he has been thinking about to a thousand miles away.

"This is something called cement developed by my guardian under the guidance of the great sun god. With cement and water, sand, stones, stir evenly into a large mold built with wood, wait for more than ten days after drying, it becomes the road in front of us. This kind of road is not afraid of water, and it is extremely hard, as hard as stone. With such a road, our tribe will no longer be afraid of rain. " The explanation of Hongyun's pride.

Chieftain junaluska stamped his foot hard twice. The anti shock force made him show his teeth, but he laughed.

"Good thing! This is really a good thing... "

Chieftain junaruska and the tribal leaders who followed him were like a group of children in front of the concrete road. After a long time, they rode on horseback.

For chieftain junaruska and his party, they have been pleasantly surprised ever since they crossed the river. The floating bridge, the prosperous processing base, the magical concrete road and the salt that made vasichu break their heads have all brought incomparable impact to these inadequate high-rise buildings.

Of course, what they did not expect was that the greater impact was still waiting for them in the nearby gaoshu tribe.