By the time Neville Crockett left Fort Texas, it was late at night.

The rainstorms have stopped.

As he passed the gates of the fortress, the guard named Ulysses Grant had a wide linoleum poncho in his hand and insisted on giving it to Neville.

"Mr. Captain, there should be heavy rain in the second half of the night, you can cover a little bit with this raincoat."

Neville jumped off his horse and thanked Grant again for his help.

"Thank you, Brother Grant! But you may have guessed wrong, the rainstorm has passed, and you see, the moon has come out! ”

Grant didn't insist on his claim, but said, "I'll ask Julia to find that friend of yours, and I hope you can talk to him in advance." ”

"Don't worry, Brother Grant!" Neville said, "Friends should help each other!" ”

He hugged Grant, and as the two made physical contact, Neville shoved a piece of green paper into Grant's breast pocket.

This time, Grant didn't refuse.

……

Late at night on May 30.

It was originally a moonlit and starry night.

The ten bison skins that Fury had sent to the other side of the bank were left behind, but the messenger still did not bring back any news that the little yellow fur was willing to talk to him.

The angry wind that was uneasy to sit on the hill and look west again and again.

In the faint moonlight, the Mexican camp was shadowy, and it seemed that they were packing their bags.

In the second half of the night, the weather suddenly changed dramatically, a black cloud engulfed the moonlight, and a strong wind suddenly came.

Immediately afterward, lightning and thunder roared, and torrential rain poured down.

The furious wind on the hill galloped the horses, and before they could even return to their tents, they were drenched and soaked.

Can't wait any longer!

Wait any longer, and when the Mexican army withdraws tomorrow, his rage will be a lone force against the Texas army!

"Cow dung! Trumpet! Concentrate! ”

Fury shouted at the man next to him.

The cow dung is no longer the cow dung in the Buffalo Bazaar, and after the cow dung died, a new man took his place and reused the name cow dung.

Cow dung immediately burrowed out of the tent and sounded the assembly and trumpet.

The sound of the trumpet was heard far away in the lightning and thunder.

As the trumpets sounded, the whole camp was in a tumult.

What Fury Wind originally thought was to take advantage of this heavy rain and quickly take the lead in evacuating here with his team!

At the moment, the Mexicans are still packing their bags, and the Texan troops on the other side have not yet reacted.

As long as you run ahead of the Mexicans, you will not be the first target of the Texas army.

As for the fact that, after evacuation, he will have to abandon his old territory, and will have to follow the path of exile to the north like the other Apache tribes, and the fury can no longer control so much.

It was only after really pulling up the ranks and confronting the white army that Fury felt the pressure from the white army deeply!

The twenty six-pounder cannons on the other side of the river are always a reminder to the angry wind: this is a wrong war!

Frankly speaking, the previous anger followed the banner of Lieutenant Ford, and although he had to endure Lieutenant Ford's unwarranted accusations and angry scolding, his life was quite good.

He even misses Lieutenant Ford a little now!

At that time, although the fury also felt the strength of the white army, this feeling was abstract, and did not turn into guns and fire on his body.

Just like an ordinary person watching a boxing match, although he knows that there is definitely still a gap between himself and a professional boxer, but after watching too much, there will always be an illusion of 'but so' or 'I can do it'.

He can even make up powerful moves such as 'sliding shovel' or 'three-legged whip'.

When one day I was really pulled up and singled out with a professional boxer and stood in the ring, I was scared out of the pee!

Fury Wind now just wants to use his fastest speed to get out of the ring that he was forced to come up by mistake.

If the night of the Buffalo Bazaar were to be repeated again, he would not have danced to the direction of the turtledove.

He had no intention of deceiving Lieutenant Ford!

He would not have thought that if the Iroquois and Seminoles had failed, why couldn't the Apache succeed? Although Victorio was beaten like a lost dog by the white army, I am not angry!

He will not lose his mind in blood and flames, and in a fit of rage he gathers so many Indians in the wasteland and embarks on a road of no return against the white army!

He won't ......

Well, the past has become a fact, and his anger is now inevitably on the road of confrontation with the white army.

Whether he wanted it or not, the label of 'rebel' was already attached to him.

Even if he wants to surrender in the future, he will still wear this label.

At this point, Fury can still figure it out-

Countless Indians' surrender predecessors, with their blood and lives, told the angry wind this truth: white people are never soft!

Fury Wind knew that the 20,000 horses in this huge camp around him were the weight of his survival.

Even if you surrender, you must not lose your weight!

Even if there are 20,000 people, many of them are just old and weak women and children. However, the old and weak, women and children are also fighting forces, and Fury will never give up on them.

Sometimes, the tears of a woman or child are stronger than the bow and arrow of a warrior!

Fury Feng is also a civilized person who has been with Lieutenant Ford for several years, and he still understands this truth.

……

"Click!"

Under a bolt of lightning that shone on the heavens and the earth, Fury Wind once again stood on his horse!

"Warriors!"

"Warriors from Oregon! Warriors from Oklahoma! Warriors from Mexico! ”

"In this wasteland, which has witnessed the thousand-year-old history of the Indians, on the banks of the Conchos River, which has witnessed the rise and fall of one empire after another, you have gathered from far and wide, and now we have formed a mighty army of 20,000 men!"

"A team that makes both the Mexican army and the Texas army tremble! A powerful army that makes Luo Quanleg in the west and little yellow hair in the east dare not move at all! An invincible and great force that marches forward bravely! ”

"Have you ever seen an Indian so powerful in your lifetime as it is today?"

Lightning and thunder seem to make the angry wind even more persuasive!

The camp was boiling, and everyone was clamoring for a fight to the death with the whites tonight!

Make the whole wasteland covered with the corpses of the white army!

Let the heavy rain tonight wash away the anger and hatred of the Indians!

"Warriors!"

Fury waved his banner so that all the leaders who approached him could see him.

"Remember this special day!"

"Remember the rain and lightning tonight!"

"I will lead you to victory after victory, until you will never have to endure hunger and wind and rain again, until every one of you has his own land, and all the Indians of this continent have escaped from the clutches of the whites!"

"I declare that Operation 'Indian Force' will begin immediately!"

"The power of the Indians is invincible!"

"Follow me, march!"

The angry wind roared hoarsely, and pointed the flag in his hand firmly to the north!

Northern?

Cow dung looked suspiciously at the furious wind, El Paso to the east, Mexico to the west—but his blood could not be controlled, and he shouted with everyone:

"The power of the Indians is invincible!"

Which direction does it take to manage the ball, it's invincible anyway, just follow the Angry Wind Chief Ping A!

Tonight, no A is not an Indian!