"Where is the front?" Captain George struggled to pull his leg out of the mud puddle and asked the guide beside him.

The guide walked and looked at the map in his hand.

"...... ahead," the guide hesitated for a moment, and said, "It should be Francis Peak, and the Indians also call it 'Turkey Ridge'!" ”

"Let's go a little faster, and try to camp there before it gets dark!"

Captain George turned around and yelled at the scattered group behind him, "Guys, hurry up! The Turkish girl in front of us is waiting for us to sleep on it! ”

This vulgar joke caused a long list of laughs. In English, 'turkey' and 'turkey' are the same word.

A graduate of the Virginia Military Academy, Captain George has a unique way of boosting the morale of his troops on the march.

It's just that, in the midst of the laughter of the team behind him, a discordant voice suddenly sounded:

"Wang!"

Captain George didn't notice it at first, and it wasn't until he had walked out three or five steps before he suddenly reacted.

"Why do dogs bark?" He stopped and looked around.

It didn't take long for him to see a yellow Carolina dog baring its teeth at him not far ahead.

"Haha, we can have a full meal tonight!" A soldier behind him shouted with delight, and at the same time he raised his gun and began to aim.

Captain George tapped a pipe on the shaft of his gun.

"Idiot! You should first think about why there are dogs in this neighborhood? ”

Captain George looked at the guide.

The guide looked at the map diligently, racking his brains to think.

This is already deep in the mountains, and even an Indian guide may not be familiar with every part of the Sierra Madre.

What's more, over the years, the Indian tribes on the plains have been migrating to the mountains and forests, and no one knows if a new tribe will suddenly grow out of a certain mountain col.

"I see!" The guide suddenly shouted. "Turtledove! There's a turtledove tribe around here! ”

Turtle dove?

Captain George always felt the name familiar.

But he soon put aside this ridiculous idea. There are at least a thousand Indians with the name 'turtledove'!

"What's going on with this turtledove tribe?" Captain George asked.

"It's a small tribe that only grew up last year!" The guide said, "No more than two hundred!" ”

Captain George's expression relaxed.

Come to think of it, the clean-up of the Indian tribes in the Sierra Madre is carried out almost every year. It is unlikely that there will be too large a tribe.

As he thought about it, the yellow Carolina dog had already run away.

Captain George looked at the sky.

He decided to rush to Turkey Ridge to camp first, and then go to clean up the turtledove tribe tomorrow.

Night fighting, still too dangerous for musket soldiers.

There was no need to take this risk just to wipe out a few more Indian tribes.

"Guys, there's a small tribe nearby!" Captain George shouted behind him, "I heard there's a Turkish girl in there!" ”

"Wow!" The soldiers began to heckle.

Captain George summoned two soldiers and told them to get ahead of the line and explore the way.

The appearance of this dog, although it did not bring any danger, sounded the alarm bell in Captain George's heart.

……

The setting sun hangs in the distance.

Turtledove sat on a boulder in Turkey Ridge and saw the group of white soldiers at the foot of the hill slowly approaching.

The people of the tribe hid behind the grass and trees - if only it were darker, then the ambushed tribesmen would be more difficult to spot.

However, he hoped that it would not be so dark. If it's too dark, his vision will also be affected.

There is really some contradiction in my heart.

By this time, the parrot had not returned.

That is, it is basically impossible for reinforcements to arrive.

"Fifteen dollars?"

"Huh?" Fifteen dollars for instant response with zero latency.

"Do you think that now, Fury is also at war with the white army?" Turtledove asked.

Fifteen dollars was stunned for a moment, and I don't know why at this time, the turtledove suddenly remembered the battlefield outside the mountain.

"I don't know." Fifteen dollars answered honestly.

"I guess they're going to fight too, right?" Turtledove said.

"Uh...... It should be, right? Fifteen replied.

"Actually, the real battlefield is there for him." Turtledove said.

Fifteen dollars did not reply, and the turtledove continued: "The enemy he faces is a hundred times stronger than what we are now facing!" Even, it is possible that Mexico and Texas will unite to encircle him......"

"Turtledove, they're getting closer!" Fifteen Dollar said as he looked at the white army down the hill. His voice trembled a little.

"I really hope I can see him again after this battle!" Turtledove sighed and said.

To be sure, Fury is not a staunch resistant.

However, after killing the group of white soldiers at the Buffalo Fairground, Fury had only one option: to fight the white army.

Ikaruga desperately hopes that in addition to himself, there will be Indian tribes to stand up and resist.

But the fury of the wind, perhaps, is just a senseless sacrifice......

"Bang!" Suddenly a gunshot rang out from the bottom of the mountain.

Immediately, the sound of shouting and killing rang out all over the mountains.

The white soldiers were the first to spot the Indians in ambush, and they did not hesitate to shoot.

At this point, there is no point in continuing the ambush.

The ideal time to go to war is after dark, but war doesn't always go your way.

The sky was still bright, and the sunset had not set.

The war has already begun!

……

The turtledove raised his gun and found that the enemy was still out of his range.

"Fifteen dollars, you stay here!" The turtledove screamed, picked up his gun, and jumped off the boulder.

Behind him, two mobile arsenals, the peso and the giant hard, hurriedly followed.

Fifteen dollars held the flag high and tried to follow, but the turtledove turned around and yelled: "Stand there and don't move!" Let everyone see our flag all the time! ”

Fifteen dollars had no choice but to return and raise the flag high.

The turtledove rushed down the hill for a moment before raising his gun, aiming at the white commander, who looked like the leader, and firing a shot.

The bullet hit the target, but the white soldier did not immediately fall.

The distance was so far that the lethality of the bullet was greatly weakened.

The turtledove continued to run forward.

The mountains were filled with shouts of killing, and there were scattered gunshots in all directions.

The turtledove could no longer find the place of the commander.

……

"Rush! Rush over! ”

The frog with musket in his hand rushed to the front of his banner.

Behind him, there are brave adult men, and there are gray-haired old women.

The white soldiers did not fully enter their encirclement, but they still charged desperately.

A cloud of bullets rained down, and the frog's body stiffened and fell.

"Frog!"

The Indian soldier behind him shouted. After only a moment's pause, he picked up the musket dropped by the frog and continued to rush forward.

"Rush!"

The soldier rushed forward more than ten steps, and then he also fell!