The beaver is a rare and intelligent person.

If he can join the turtledove tribe, he can at least increase the average IQ of the turtledove tribe by a large margin.

But the rebels have their own roots.

It is not for nothing that Victorio was able to lead the Chihunt tribe through hardship for more than ten years, and that the rebels were harvested repeatedly one after another, and their echoes can still be heard today.

There is a large group of followers like beavers, who would rather be crucified on the cliffs on the banks of the Rio Grande than turn their backs on Victorio.

In this regard, the turtledove could only watch their corpses sway in the wind on the cliffs, sighing for the past.

Although it is also for the purpose of rebelling against whites, it does not mean that all teams that rebel against whites can become friends.

Turtledove never wanted to tie his fate to Victorio's resistance.

He wanted to get on this broken ship, but he just wanted to see if he could pull anything of value down from this ship on the same course as him.

In a sense, the beaver is not wrong.

He's a hypocrite!

……

The turtledove went down the mountain this time and emptied almost all the strong men of the tribe.

The Eight Great Banner Lords and one tribe all followed him, and even Geronimo was incorporated into the Blue Banner, which had the smallest number of people, in the name of unified command.

The owner of the blue flag is a huge hard, this guy is indifferent to running his own flag business, and completely treats himself as the shadow of a turtledove.

After Jerónimo joined the Blue Flag, on paper, the Blue Flag became the first of all flags, the largest number of people!

Turtledove also drew fifty alert and nimble bannermen from each flag and formed a reconnaissance team with the command of crescent, sturgeon, and smoked fish.

The fifty people sprinkled on the vast wasteland, like a few sesame seeds into the Rio Grande, and disappeared in an instant.

However, one piece of information after another gathered from all directions.

Through this information, the turtledove knew where there was a manor, where there was a hill, where there were caravans, and where there was a war.

This is how the news of Sergeant Scott's horse carrier was passed through them to the hands of the turtledove.

The three teenagers, the crescent, the sturgeon and the smoked fish, grew up far faster than the turtledove expected.

They were like buried gold, and the turtledoves only made them shine for the first time, and then they couldn't wait to reveal their all.

Especially Crescent, he captured a measuring instrument from Turkey Ridge, and under Anderson's teaching, he had even learned to use the measuring instrument to draw a map at equal scale!

Since then, the turtledove has no longer had to use its own hand-drawn abstract maps.

Smoked fish is made of glass to grind out a telescope!

Only the sturgeon took a detour, he tried to create a kind of writing that everyone could recognize, but in the end, the words he created did not even recognize himself.

The spoils of victory at Turkey Ridge for the Turtledove Tribe are becoming more and more valuable over time.

Indians are not as stupid as some books portray.

It's just that in the long river of history, they have encountered countercurrents.

Of course, there is also a lot of useless information brought by the reconnaissance team.

But 'uselessness' is only a relative concept, and the 'uselessness' at this time may become the news of reversing the fate in the next moment.

For example, there is a huge plantation twenty kilometers away from here!

……

"Go and call Geronimo!" The turtledove commanded fifteen dollars.

Fifteen got on his horse and ran away.

The turtledove took out the map and unfolded it on the back of his horse.

They are now in the southern part of the Rio Grande. Mexicans call this stretch of the river the Bravo Norte.

El Paso was to the north of them, about fifty kilometers away from them.

At this time, Fury Wind was leading most of his men and horses all the way to the north. Although he kept leaving behind the old and sick who couldn't run, he still couldn't get up fast, and only then did he reach Alamogordo, 150 kilometers north of El Paso.

Major Christopher of the El Paso Regiment pursued with an infantry regiment, and although he was invincible along the way, he really verified the saying, "Even if it is 20,000 pigs, you can't catch them for three days and three nights"!

In this case, Major Christopher was looking forward day and night, hoping that Sergeant Scott would be able to send the three hundred horses to him quickly.

However, El Paso probably did not expect that an Indian army would rush down from Mount Madre and cut off the three hundred horses.

The enemy is in the open and I am in the dark, and this is a huge window period.

Whether or not something can be done during this window to strengthen the strength of the turtledove tribal army depends on how fast the turtledove moves and how ruthless the knife is to cut the meat.

As for the original plan to 'rescue' Fury, Ikaruga did not hesitate to put this plan on hold after Turtledove snatched Sergeant Scott's horse team.

Fury, I just hope you can run a little faster, run a little longer, pull Christopher's white army a little farther, and buy me a little more time!

……

Jerónimo soon came to the side of the turtledove.

"Turtledove, are you looking for me?"

Pointing to the map, Turtledove said to Geronimo, "There's a white manor in this place, and you went and robbed it!" ”

Jerónimo took a closer look at the map.

"It's not far, and you can run back and forth in the middle of the night on a horse. But, how big is the estate? How many people are inside? How about the fortifications? ”

Turtledove shook his head. "I don't know. The only thing I know is that El Paso and the Alamo are far away, and if you're fast enough, we can safely get out of here before the enemy notices. ”

"I want to get reliable information first!" Jeronimo said.

"There's no time, Jeronimo!"

Geronimo was silent for a moment, then said, "I have a hundred men under my command, but only thirty guns!" And in such a manor, there may be thousands of slaves picking cotton alone! ”

Turtledove glanced at Geronimo.

"I'll give you seventy more guns! I have only one request for you, to grab it as fast as possible! ”

Jerónimo couldn't help but look at the turtledove, his eyes met the turtledove's gaze, and then he fled like an electric shock, hanging his head.

Seventy guns?

Where did you take it from?

Soon, Jerónimo got the answer.

The turtledove's voice rang out loudly:

"Parrot Greyhound Smoke Male Peso Salt! Give Jeronimo the guns you have in hand! ”

Jeronimo couldn't help but look up at the turtledove again, and found that the turtledove had been staring at the map and hadn't looked at him at all.

His palms were sweating.