Fifteen dollars made the whole room of the turtledove quiet.

Everyone was silent, speechless.

Even for the salt that is not pleasing to the eyes of the newcomer of fifteen dollars, I have to admit that fifteen dollars is right.

The turtledove's voice sounded in a low voice, a little gloomy:

"I think fifteen dollars is right!"

"We can hide here, continue to be our king of the mountain, and let Fury Wind take his men to death......"

“…… Perhaps in the future, we can also surrender to whites. All of you here should have had a certain foundation at that time, maybe you could hold a position in the white army, or in a certain organization. ”

"But I'm sure you're going to die in the bathtub one day, on the way to work, in your bed, after you surrender...... There are many strange ways to die waiting for you. ”

"After you give up, there will be no future for the Indians."

"We, or our descendants, will lose their land forever, not even as good as the black slaves on the plantations."

"Fifteen dollars is right, there are very few Indians left, twenty thousand, we can't afford to die."

"Twenty thousand! Even if it is 20,000 stones, it is a big wave when they are smashed into the water, and they can't just die there meaninglessly! ”

The tribe is still weak!

On the turbulent mid-19th-century American continent, every day in America was new.

On the plantations in the South, black slaves were planting cotton, cocoa, and rubber with their lives......

Steel is flooding factories in the North, skyscrapers are rising in New York, the first telegraph line from Baltimore to Philadelphia is being planned, and a railroad across the continent is on the White House in the presidential office......

From the Pacific Ocean to the Atlantic Ocean, busy ships shuttle unnoticed, connecting Europe, the Americas, Africa and Asia......

The machines of industrial civilization have been warmed up, the steam engines are rumbling, the gears are crunching, and every day of it is equivalent to a whole year in the Sierra Madre, no, maybe ten years, even a hundred years!

No matter how ambitious the turtledove is, it is helpless to deal with such a general trend.

With the small size of the turtledove tribe at this time, Mo said that the general trend of intervening in the American continent is that in a wasteland like Texas, where birds don't, they still have the intention to kill thieves, and they have no power to return to the sky!

More than two hundred guns, enough in the Sierra Madre to become the king of the tribe.

But in front of the white army, it is not enough to see at all.

The Springfield Arsenal in Massachusetts can produce a turtledove tribe of munitions in a day.

A few slipper-wearing pirate ships in the Gulf of Mexico, with more than a hundred cannons on two decks, can reimburse the tiny turtledove tribe with a single salvo.

The name of the turtledove is thunderous in the Sierra Madre, but outside the mountain there is not even a mention of him in the newspaper for a penny. Not contempt, but that there are many, many new things in the United States every day, much more interesting than the ambition of a mountain king in the mountains.

The reality is so frightening that it is desperate.

……

"Everyone, it's to stay here and be the king of the mountain......

"Or go down the mountain and fight?"

"This time, I'll leave the choice to you!"

Turtledove turned the pen in his hand.

This time he didn't catch it, and the pen fell to the ground.

Fifteen was quick to get ahead of everyone and picked it up.

He noticed that the turtledove's legs were shaking under the table.

……

On the east bank of the Conchos River.

The Windwinds tribe's movements did not go unnoticed by the El Paso Legion.

The communications corps broke into the officers' lounge in a wet fit and woke up Major Christopher, who was still asleep.

"Major, the Indians are on the move!"

Christopher jumped up from the hard bed.

Christopher was a veteran of the Second Revolutionary War of 1812 and fought almost every year of his nearly forty-year military career.

He was used to the sudden outbreak of war.

Since the independence of the United States in the 18th century, there has been a war in the country almost every year.

If it had been replaced by another country, it might have already been beaten to a thousand holes.

But the United States is different, it has expanded its territory through one war after another and massacres, and has enjoyed full war dividends.

Just like the rise of the Mongol Empire, the destruction of the enemy means the rise of oneself.

The Mongols slaughtered cities at every turn, and on the American continent, this kind of thing has already been done several times by Spain, Britain, France, the Netherlands, etc., and it is not the turn of the United States to do it.

All Americans can do is complete and extreme extermination.

Not only will the Indians be exterminated in a physical sense, but the imprint of the existence of the entire Indian civilization, from words to ballads, from myths to fossils, will be erased without pretense.

Unfortunately, they succeeded!

Unfortunately, the slaughtering Mongols quickly fell into a cycle of rise and fall of agricultural and pastoral civilizations, but the white people on the American continent caught up with the second industrial revolution...... It has successfully transformed into a 'beacon' of human civilization!

If the sky really has eyes, it must be napping at this time!

The endless wars have produced a large number of experienced veterans for this country. Although they are nominally called 'militias', in reality, they are engaged in fighting almost every year.

And, with the power of steel, gunpowder, and germs, they won every battle.

A veteran like Major Christopher will basically not make the mistake of wasting a fighter plane because of a hangover.

The Sentinels of El Paso on the east bank of Conchos are also teenagers who have been chasing people in the wasteland with shotguns since childhood, and they definitely do not have such a retarded operation as hiding in the house to rest because they are afraid of thunder.

Fighting is their profession, it's their instinct.

Stupid soldiers can only appear in the comfortable dynasty of Fengheng Yuda, or at the end of the corrupt and depraved empire.

And the United States at this time was aggressive and brutal.

Even the weeds in the wastelands of the American continent grow horizontally!

It's basically impossible to expect such an opponent to make a mistake - well, Fury never expects an opponent to make a mistake, because he won't have such a strong opponent in his eyes!

……

Christopher didn't even get dressed, so he stepped on the horse outside the door and ran up to the high ground.

In the pouring rain at night, the visibility of the telescope was limited.

But bursts of lightning illuminated the Indian camp on the other side of the river.

"Are they ready to attack?" Christopher asked.

"No, Major, they're preparing to escape!" The communications soldiers who followed up accurately stated their judgments.

"What are Mexicans doing?"

"Before the rainstorm, the Scout Rider came for the last time to hear that there was some confusion in the Mexican camp, but it was not known what was going on."

The torrential rain obscured the view and hindered the timely transmission of information.

At this time, Neville Crockett, who was in control of the eastern shore of this Conchos, was not in the army, and Major Christopher was ordered by the elder Crockett to assist Neville.

In the absence of the manager, it was up to Major Christopher to make the decision alone.

Do you choose to sit idly by, or take advantage of the fire?

The former is without merit, and the latter is unpredictable!

"Jack, pass my order, the infantry regiment will cross the river in fifteen minutes!" Christopher hesitated for only ten seconds before quickly giving the order.

The information he received was incomplete and the authorization he received was inadequate.

However, a veteran who has won a hundred battles can smell victory just by smelling it with his nose.

"Go and tell Ptolemy that in five minutes his cannon must smash the camp of the Indians! Just go! ”