The night was hazy, and there was no starlight, only the crescent moon half-hidden by dark clouds was still stingy with the cold moonlight. The desolate Gobi Gorge is hidden under the hazy moonlight, and the shadows are not clear. The strange rocks that were originally craggy and abrupt like minions looked even more like demons hiding in the ghosts at this time. From time to time, there was a terrible howl of a blue wolf in the distance, the change of moonlight and clouds, and the appearance of craggy strange rocks, and the whole earth seemed to become a ghost, which could be devoured at any time.

"The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the night of murder! Plotting impermanence and death do not know ......"

Hehe sneered, Jacob drove the horse out of the darkness, knocked the spur lightly, and the chestnut quarte horse under his crotch neighed softly, and the sound of hooves followed not far and not close to the faint sound of the horse's hooves in front of him. The speed is not dead fast, almost the same as the speed of riding a bicycle. Riding a horse at night is a very dangerous thing, a small pebble or a bump can cause the rider to stumble and fall to the ground. It can be dizzy and dizzy, and in serious cases, it may be heavily pressed by the body of a horse weighing hundreds of pounds, with broken tendons and fractures, or even dragged and trampled to death by the horse. So unless it's a 100,000-strong thing, no cowboy will drive a horse late at night. Because it's tantamount to looking for death.

James's gang and Grington are veterans and know more about these things than Jacob, so they all drive the horse slowly. If someone looks down from the sky at this time, they will find the scene very strange. Grinton strolled around in front with a lever gun and a lantern, stopping every now and then to take a sip of whiskey. James and the rest of the dozen horses followed Glinton's rhythm in the back, and they didn't seem to be in a hurry at all. And then there's Jacob. He was in no hurry. The snipe and the clam compete, and the fisherman can benefit!

Stop-and-go, the time passed like this for about an hour, and it was more than ten kilometers away from the hot spring town. Just when Jacob was a little confused, wondering why they didn't do it yet, suddenly there was a sound of horses' hooves in front of him, followed by a man shouting and neighing......

Something happened!

Jacob instantly realized that something was wrong, and he immediately rolled over and dismounted, hid Quarter horse in a corner, and then quietly and quickly closed the distance between him and James with the M1860. When they were about forty or fifty meters away from James, Jacob stopped and found a hidden place to hide.

Sure enough, when Jacob had finished hiding, he saw seven or eight horses galloping towards him, and from afar he heard someone shouting in a panic: "TMD is wrong! James, the beast Glinton did not pass through the canyon in front of him, but only an empty horse...... There's no one up there!"

"Nobody?!"

James tensed all over, and immediately felt a dangerous aura hit him.

"Lights out!

"Bang ......"

“Fuck！”

As soon as James's words were spoken, before his men could react, a series of crisp and deafening gunshots rang out! Four or five cowboys fell off their horses at the sound of gunshots, not knowing whether they were alive or dead. The other horses were suddenly frightened by the sound of gunfire, and suddenly the horses were uncontrollable, or they stood up tall and tall, or accelerated and galloped in an instant, or jumped in a panic on the spot...... During this time, several cowboys were thrown off their horses, and then they began to cry in pain.

"Ah...... Yes...... My legs! my legs!ah...... Damn ......"

"Lights out! lights out! hidden! hidden!"

"That devil is up ahead! I saw him shoot!"

"I saw it too! Shoot him!

Jacob saw it too!

Glinton was diagonally across from him, and James was sandwiched between them. The muzzle flame of Greenton's gun was so conspicuous that it was like a firework in the dark. As long as you are not blind, anyone can find out.

At this time, the bullets were still filled with black powder, and the combustion was not sufficient, and the guns and bullets were almost all made by hand, and the tightness of the guns was not so good. Therefore, as soon as the gun is fired, a puff of gunpowder smoke can be clearly seen during the day. And at night, it's almost no different from setting off firecrackers!

"Well done!" Jacob sighed at Greenton's palm.

Glinton is a seasoned bounty hunter! How could he possibly follow James's intentions and follow the script set by James?

The two of them are deceitful and have their own plans. James endured the humiliation and was not provoked by Greenton at the bar. Instead, he followed Glinton's meaning and handed him the bounty in full. Then arrange two groups of people at night, one group of people to hide in the canyon and ambush. The other group was led by him himself, biting not far behind Grington......

Pressing in the back, distracting Glinton, hiding an ambush in front, ready for a fatal blow!

"Tsk...... Bear the burden of humiliation! Be cautious! Cultivate the plank road in the dark! Attack back and forth! James, this old fox is really not simple! It's just that now it seems that Glynton is even more advanced! After smelling the danger, he changed the situation with one move of abandoning the horse and ambushing, turning the disadvantage into an advantage, and turning the ambush into an ambush. He is worthy of being a "beast" Greenton, and his sense of smell is really sensitive! Sure enough, he only has the wrong name, and he doesn't have the wrong nickname! I just don't know if there is any deep hatred between the two, or if there is any entanglement of interests, and it is actually ......."

"Bang ......"

A flurry of gunshots rang out, interrupting Jacob's comments on James and Greenton's actions. The scene has changed again.

"Greenton, you son of a bitch, I'm going to kill you!"

James finally brought the panicked situation under control, turned off the lanterns, and dismounted to hide. It's just that after counting the number of people, it was found that there were about twenty people in the two groups together, and then they were shot by Glynton four or five, and trampled by the frightened horses and injured a few. Before they could see Greenton's shadow, James and they had suffered nearly three casualties.

James was so angry!

"Kill him for me!"

"Bang!"

"Ah...... Help me! James help me!"

The only answers to James were two gunshots, and a terrible scream coming from beside him. Greenton's shot missed, grazing James' neck and shooting a cowboy in the shoulder. James let out a cold sweat, he didn't expect Glinton's marksmanship to be so accurate, he could listen to the position in the dark and almost hit him in the head.

However, Greenton also revealed his position because of this shot. James's burst of angry fire at the gunfire was just to no avail, but it made Greenton seize the opportunity to fire a few more shots at the gunfire. Two more of James' men were killed.

James' men panicked. Glynton hid in the shadows like a wolf and watched them, and as soon as they heard the slightest movement, a bullet would bite them like eyes, and they would be injured at least and killed instantly if they were serious. And James they didn't dare to fight back, and they didn't dare to get close to surround Glinton. Groping forward in such a dark night is really no different from looking for death.

"Oh,, I was shot in the leg, James save me!"

"Please, who's going to get the horse out of my way!"

"Whew......"

The wounded cowboy wailed in pain over his wounds, and the mournful screams echoed back and forth in the dead night, which demoralized James and his men.

James was sweating profusely on the ground, moving slowly inch by inch, not daring to make a single movement. At last he touched a large rock, and then sat up against it, and breathed a long sigh of relief. Finally, it's safe for the time being, and I don't have to face Greenton's strange bullets.

"Hey, listen! I'm Hot Springs Sheriff James Bundy. Did we have a misunderstanding?" cried out James against the rock.

"Misunderstanding?!no, no, Frank, there's no misunderstanding between us!" Greenton's deep voice seemed to come from hell, with deep pain, resentment, murder......

James shuddered, "Frank?!I think you must have recognized the wrong person! I'm James Bundy." Sheriff of Hot Springs......"

"Frank!Frank...... Even if you turn to ashes, I can recognize you......"