It was only after reaching the bottom of the mountain that the turtledove experienced the chaos of the current situation.

Catch any person, as long as you have a copper peso, you can listen to him for most of the day.

In the beginning, the turtledoves would struggle to memorize the names of the 'Oglala', 'Hunter Papa', 'Jicarilla' and so on.

By the time he had lost his mind.

I just know that this and that are at war, and that one fights again, and everyone is a mess.

No one knows exactly what the cause of the war was, maybe it was just because a sheep was lost, or a curse was spoken, or a large lump of ice was found missing from the ice that was bought home......

However, if you go up the vine, you can always find that behind these tribes, either Mexicans, or Spaniards, or French, or Americans, stand behind these tribes.

What a familiar script!

It was at that bazaar that Ikaruga witnessed three small battles.

Several Indians attacked each other with stones and bows and arrows, and flesh flew everywhere. But it did not affect the 'order' of the bazaar in the slightest, and everyone turned a blind eye to what they should do or what they should do.

In the evening, 'Crescent' rode back.

"No white armies were found in the north. I ran more than forty miles in the direction of Monte Blanca, and found no army of whites except for a few burning tribal camps! Crescent said.

"Very well, crescent moon!" Turtledove touched his head and handed him a tortilla with a cold meat filling in it. "I bought it for you at the bazaar!"

The crescent moon took it and bit it in its mouth. "I'll go out later, I'll hang out on your north side anyway." ”

"Let's take a break and go again!" Turtledove said.

"No, I can rest on horseback!" Crescent said. In order to prove his strength, he found the red sap from nowhere, and drew hideous lines on his young chest. It looks like a brave little man.

Shortly after the crescent moon left, the smoked fish and the sturgeon also returned.

They brought news from the south and east.

No white troops were found within thirty kilometers to the south.

But to the east, there was a barracks for the Texas Army. It is not known how many people were in the camp, but it is estimated that there should be dozens of sturgeon.

"How do you know there are dozens?" Turtledove asked.

"Sir, I'm well-informed!" The sturgeon said, "They poured all their manure into the stream, and I estimated that it was a big bucket." ”

The turtledove tribe now has a total of about 100 people, and what to do with the excrement is also a big problem.

The turtle dove gave the sturgeon tree a thumbs up.

Smoked Fish was a little unconvinced, and when he ate the tortillas, he was indignant, why didn't those white people set up a barracks in the south! Plain let him lose credit!

They didn't wait for the tortillas in their hands to finish before they ran out again.

Carrying out such a task belongs to great trust and honor in their hearts.

By the time Peso returned, it was almost dark.

"The slave owner is taking his men south!" Peso said.

"Alright, let's follow!" Turtledove said.

It's a good thing that it's getting farther and farther away from the white barracks to the east.

Before crossing over, Ikaruga was an honest and good person, and he had never done such a big business as robbery.

It was his first time.

He saw this time as a war entirely.

Not only did he send scouts in advance, but he also thought about how he would retreat if the war was unfavorable.

"Turtledove?" Peso was hesitant.

"What's wrong?"

"There are a lot of people on the other side!" Peso said.

"How many?"

"There was an army of Indians protecting him, and a dozen white men, all with guns in their hands!"

"Haha!" Turtledove smiled. "Looks like we can add a dozen more guns to our tribe!"

……

The moonlight isn't too good tonight.

The slave owner's party camped on a mound at nightfall.

Turtledove sneaked in with pesos and giant hard all the way to about three kilometers, and then Turtledove asked the two of them to stay, and he quietly dived another kilometer away.

Then he turned back.

The night was so dark that he couldn't see the auxiliary line extending from the muzzle.

Although it is vaguely possible to shoot, for a sniper, if it cannot be fatal with one hit, it means defeat.

The other side is not a few people, but a large group.

In this case, the turtledove was not afraid of the white soldiers who liked to shoot in arrays, but of the Indian soldiers who were rushing around.

"Wait!"

"How long will it take?" Peso asked.

"Wait until it's brighter!"

In this way, all three dismounted, sat on the ground and waited patiently.

In the silence of the grassland, a long wolf howl could be heard in the distance.

……

In the camp on the hill.

The pot-bellied Acheson sat in a tanuki chair and reached for a glass of red wine with ice.

"Cruze, we've lost a lot this time!"

"yes!" A hook-nosed man in the tent sighed. He said: "It is still a wilderness, there are no plantations or factories, and there are so many slaves that they cannot be sold!" ”

"We're here too early!"

"No, Acheson! It was our army that came too late! Cruze said. The Indians occupied this place but did not develop it, wasting such a large piece of land in vain! ”

"So what now? Do you want to bring these slaves back again? Acheson complained, "If I had known this, I might have sold it to that greedy Pence when I was in Oklahoma!" ”

"I heard that Pence is planning to take someone to Denver?"

"What is he doing in Denver?"

"Who knows? Maybe it's digging for gold? ”

"Haha, no kidding, Cruz! That place in Denver was small and broken, with only black coal! How can there be glittering gold in a dark coal mine? ”

Cruz laughed too. "Pence is an idiot! Only people like him would believe the rumor that there is gold in Denver! ”

"Alas, I wish the war was over sooner!" Acheson said.

"Those northerners don't think so!" "They wish there were wars everywhere so they could sell more munitions!" Cruz said. ”

"The parliament in Washington is full of stupid people!" Acheson said, "What we need is peace!" Only with peace will the farmer be honest in farming! The manor will get bigger and bigger, and the cotton will be more and more! ”

"Yes! Come on, Acheson, and we should have a toast for the sake of peace! ”

"Cheers!"

"I'll go see Young Master Crockett tomorrow, and I hope he can settle this place sooner!"

"Only by completely clearing out the Indian tribes here can we usher in a real and permanent peace! Don't go empty-handed, Cruz! Pick two Indian girls, dress up, wash them and send them to him. Crockett is our true friend! ”