on the wasteland.

The turtledove's line was west of Hamilton Manor, but the sturgeon and smoked fish were running east.

Behind them, a group of knights chased them as if they were chasing their prey.

Suddenly, the fish-smoked horse stumbled and fell.

The horse let out a wail and could no longer stand up.

"Smoked fish!" The sturgeon, which had run for a short time, stopped, and looked back anxiously at the smoked fish.

"Run! Come on! Leave me alone! "Smoked fish screamed in a hurry!

"Smoked fish!" The sturgeon wants to turn around by beating the horse.

The group of knights behind them had already rushed towards them, and were rapidly approaching them.

"Run, sturgeon!" Smoked fish screamed, seeing that the sturgeon was still hesitating, he couldn't help but scold. "Sturgeon, is your brain in the water? We've got to get the news back! ”

"Smoked fish!"

"Run! You must tell the turtledove not to come here! Don't come! Smoked Fish grabbed the gun on the ground and rushed towards the group of knights.

The sturgeon screamed, twisted the horse's head again, and continued to run forward.

……

"Haha! Caught it! The knights of the brigade surrounded the smoked fish.

Smoked Fish stared at them fiercely, holding a musket that had been emptied of bullets.

The white knight drove the horse and swirled around him.

The smoked fish rushed left and right, and they couldn't break out of their encirclement.

A noose was dropped from the sky and landed exactly on the neck of the smoked fish.

Immediately after, he felt himself flying.

He gripped the noose tightly with his hand so that he wouldn't break his neck. But at the other end of the lasso, the horses galloped, and the whole body of the smoked fish was thrown into the air like rags.

Heaven and earth are spinning. The soft dirt suddenly became hard when it hit him.

"Get him down, Chris! He's a kid, not your rag doll! A voice rang out.

Immediately, the smoked fish fell from the sky and slammed into the ground.

He rolled and tried to get back on his feet.

But as soon as he stood firm, he stumbled down again.

There was a sharp pain in his knee, and he looked down and it broke.

"I'll kill you! I'm going to kill you! ”

He sat on the ground and waved the barrel of the gun in his hand vigorously. The barrel was about as tall as him, and he sat on the ground and brandished it like a clown.

"Hey, little one, you can speak English, right?" A soldier with his entire face buried in his beard walked up to him.

Smoked fish pretended not to understand what he was saying, and only cursed at him in Apache.

"Your leg hurts, I can help you." The soldier said.

This is when the smoked fish felt pain.

The heart-piercing pain overcame the fear in his heart at this time, and he finally couldn't hold back anymore and cried.

"Take it easy, take it easy, I'll help you, I'll help you!" The bearded soldier held out his hand in a friendly manner and cautiously approached the smoked fish.

He snatched the gun from the smoker's hand and threw it away. Then press the smoked fish's thigh with one hand and his calf with the other.

"Look, oh, it's a broken kneecap......," the soldier smiled at the smoked fish.

Smoked fish can only cry.

Once the feeling of pain came up, he threw any turtledove and any task out of the clouds.

What's more, this white soldier looks so kind.

He finally couldn't help but say in English: "Uncle, it hurts...... It hurts......"

"Do you speak English?" The bearded soldier glanced at him, "Dishonest! ”

There was only a 'click' sound, and the bearded soldier's hand pinching the smoked fish's ankle was broken hard, and the smoked fish's leg, which was not as thick as the butt of the gun, was broken from the bottom to the top at a right angle.

"Ahh

The smoked fish screamed and fell down.

But the bearded soldier carried his other leg upside down.

"Children, if you don't be honest, you will be punished!" The bearded soldier said, "Tell me, where is your team?" ”

Another face was in front of the smoked fish.

"Scouts? Your chief is so inhuman that he would let a child like you be a scout? ”

"Chris, let him down! If you torture him any longer, he'll die! ”

So the smoked fish felt the heavens and the earth spin again, and he was thrown to the grass.

He still couldn't help but cry.

Pain...... It hurts!

He propped himself up on his elbows and crawled forward slowly.

He didn't know where he was crawling, and he didn't know how long he could climb.

However, the turtledove said...... "Smoked fish, you must live well!" "Smoked fish, when you grow up, you must be a handsome and handsome young man!" "Smoked fish, don't cry, you don't look like a man when you cry!"

Smoked fish held it hard, he didn't want to cry.

But he couldn't help crying, and the terrible voice made him feel disgusting even when he heard it. 'But turtledove, I'm already trying to stop crying......

"Tell me, little one, where is your team?" A voice came overhead.

The smoked fish continued to crawl forward.

Behind him, blood flowed like a stream.

The smoked fish couldn't see it, but he was feeling it colder.

The sunset in front of us turned red, like a lantern made of a turtledove.

"Where's your team?" Another grumpy voice said. "If you don't say anything, I'll stab your PG with the barrel of a gun, drag your intestines out and stuff them in your mouth!"

Smoked Fish even conceived the image in his head......

At this time, he didn't know why, and it seemed that he suddenly became sober.

He had never thought about many experiences in the past, but they magically flooded into his mind at this time.

From his toddler beginnings, to seeing his brother sucking milk on his mother's shriveled corpse, to seeing the charred branches covered with long and short intestines, to being put in a cage, and then following the turtledove into the forest of the Sierra Madre......

"Say! Do you even say it! ”

A pair of beautiful black leather boots stepped on the palm of his hand.

Smoked fish gave up.

He turned over and saw the uncle, whose whole face was buried in his beard, yelling at him so fiercely that saliva was dripping down his face.

The sky above you is so blue!

"Say! Where is your team? Uncle Beard yelled at the smoked fish in Apache.

……

"My team is ......"

Smoked Fish suddenly remembered the poem that the parrot had written, and he decided to recite it again.

"My team, in every mountain and forest, in every river, under every sky, in every ...... Uh......"

He's dead.

He did not have time to utter the phrase "in the heart of every Indian."