"Joey, you are undoubtedly the model of the Puritans!" Mike picked up the dagger in his hand and wiped it twice on his leather boots, and the blade of the dagger looked sharper.

"But you, like those cowardly and incompetent Northerners, have made a typical mistake." "Indians are not people. They are no different from wolves, both are predatory beasts, differing only in shape! ”

"That cannot be said, the mercy of the Lord is spread throughout the world—" Joey insisted on using the musket in his hand.

"That's not what I said!"

"Who said that?"

"George Washington!" Mike said.

"Amen!" Joey drew a cross on his chest.

"When it comes to peeling techniques, there are two main schools. George Washington belonged to the second genre, and he had a pair of long leather boots, which he made himself from the hip leather of the Indians. ”

"Amen! So, which one is better? Joey asked.

"Each has its own merits, and different skins serve different purposes. However, they all need to be complete. If you insist on using a musket and destroy the integrity, it will cost me at least ten dollars! ”

Joey thought silently for a moment and put away his musket.

"Lord, forgive him for his sins and let his spirit in heaven rest in peace!" Joey prayed on his chest for a while, then turned and walked away.

Mike then walked in front of Wang Yaozu and stepped on Wang Yaozu's chest.

With a dagger in one hand, he searched for a place to lay the knife.

"Can you turn over?" Mike said to Wang Yaozu on the ground.

It is best to start from the back of the neck to peel the skin, Wang Yaozu's posture at this time is not very conducive to his play.

Wang Yaozu only felt ridiculous in his heart.

The words of Joey and Mike just now were heard in his ears word for word.

Even if he had thought badly of the white man at this time, there was still something that limited his imagination.

He still imagines white people too well!

In their minds, the Indians were not human at all!

Even Joey, the only Puritan who was benevolent, had prayed for the Indians for a while!

Moreover, now this Mike is about to strip his own scalp raw, but he politely asks himself, can he turn over?

Is the arrogance and arrogance of white people so much?

"Ahem!" Wang Yaozu choked on his own saliva, coughed a few times, and tears involuntarily flowed from his eyes.

"I almost forgot, you don't understand human language!" Mike spoke.

It turns out that in his mind, he really doesn't regard Indians as people!

It's not that he is deliberately insulting Wang Yaozu, but that he thinks so in his heart.

"It's really incomprehensible, what is the significance of God creating you as a species?" Mike muttered and complained.

"If I can't make it in time, I'll lose a lot of money!"

"!"

"When planting Indians is the same as planting corn, there is no need for nitrate, plant in the spring, and harvest in the fall, haha!"

Mike squatted down and grabbed half of Wang Yaozu's body, trying to turn him over.

……

At the moment when Mike squatted down, Wang Yaozu gathered all the strength of his back and turned over and bounced.

Two thumbs straight into Mike's eyes!

Before he did it, he thought about how to do it many times.

Crotch digging was the first thing that came to his mind, and the severe pain caused by the attack on the man's balls was enough for him to have a momentary reflex to stop the action he was doing.

But this kind of severe pain cannot achieve a fatal effect in an instant.

The ancient eunuchs were cut off with a knife, couldn't they survive well?

Therefore, Wang Yaozu quickly chose to gouge his eyes!

As long as one of the white man's eyes is abolished, then the next thing you need to do is deal with the other white man.

Airplanes!

Wang Yaozu's blow with all his strength actually brought a strong wind.

Until his two thumbs touched a warm, moist orb, half of his body was still hanging in the air.

Mike never imagined that this dying Indian would be able to break out and be completely defenseless.

"Whew!"

He let out a scream, and the dagger in his hand swung wildly, as if it had stabbed something.

But he didn't have time to confirm it at all.

There was a sharp pain in his eyes, and it was pitch black in front of him!

"Joey! Joey! He screamed!

Then he felt a strong kick under his crotch, and he couldn't help but howl miserably and fell to the ground.

"You damn wretch!"

"Native Americans born of buffalo!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

"Kill you!"

Mike screamed on the ground, louder than louder.

Crimson blood gushed out of his eye sockets.

He rolled aimlessly on the ground, completely disoriented.

It's just that at this time, no one pays attention to him anymore!

……

Wang Yaozu hid behind an oak tree, holding a revolver he had snatched from the white man he had gouged out his eyeballs.

His left arm had been stabbed and he couldn't lift it at all.

But he still checked the bullets and bolt according to what he knew about a revolver.

Colt M1835 runner!

Damn, it's at least 1835 years later!

As an Indian, it's exhaustive!

There's only one bullet in the wheel!

It's even more grass eggs!

"Indians, you're dead!" A voice came from the other side of the oak tree. Wang Yaozu couldn't understand too complicated English, but this kind of scolding could be understood as soon as he heard it.

The voice sounded like the white man was not behind the oak tree.

Wang Yaozu raised his gun and took a false aim.

A faint dotted line stretched out from the muzzle of his gun and landed in the distance.

Fortunately, my own gold finger is not exactly a waste!

In this era when muskets reign king, you can at least guarantee every shot.

But one bullet doesn't seem to be enough!

At this time, the musket bullet was just a small round ball, and although the power was very strong, it was definitely not like the rifle bullets of later generations, which could kill the enemy with one shot.

Maybe the enemy will be hit by several bullets in a row, and they will still be able to continue shooting at him!

Therefore, you must shoot your own headshot!

Otherwise, you won't be able to deal with an enemy with a pistol with your bare hands!

"Indian bastard, you're dead!"

The voice came through gritted teeth.

Sounds a little further away.

Wang Yaozu thought to himself: I can't let him go far!

With the oak tree as the center of the circle, the enemy is on the circle, and it is sure to have a better view, and more room to maneuver!

Wang Yaozu bowed slightly, leaned against the oak tree, and took a gentle step to the side.

The moonlight is very good, shining brightly in the distance.

But the grass is very dense, and if the other party lies on the ground, it will be almost completely covered by the grass.

Wang Yaozu's heart sank, and then he realized that his idea of using oak trees as a barrier was completely wrong!

Before you know it, you put yourself in a disadvantageous situation!

Still inexperienced!

There were too few field battles in previous lives.

Just as he was about to shift his position, a dark figure suddenly circled out from behind the oak tree.

As soon as he saw Wang Yaozu, he pounced!

Bison!

I rub!

You're sick!