Ju Qiang was already trying his best to control his strength, but in the eyes of the turtledove, he was still thrown to the ground at once.

"Turtledove, let's ...... Can you really win? The giant was lying on the ground, panting heavily.

Even now there is the sound of artillery fire in all directions, and even if everyone is fleeing now, but when the turtledove tells him "we can win", the giant still feels:

That's right, we can win!

That's the confidence he had gained from his last victory at Turkey Ridge!

No, it's not just Turkey Ridge!

From the time Turtledove led him out of the Harrison River Valley, from the moment Turtledove knocked down the foundation of the tribe's first house with a stone hammer, from the turtledove gnawing on the moldy potatoes with them, from the shoes they bought from the tribe's black-hearted straw sandals, and from hanging the body of Captain Tree from the cliff......

Bit by bit, it has gathered into a huge hard confidence in turtledoves!

No matter how dangerous it is, no matter how difficult it is!

As long as the turtledove stands up and says, 'We can win'!

The big hard will believe that, yes, we can win!

Only the superior wisdom and the lower foolishness are unswerving, and the dignified turtledove tribe must occupy one!

"Yes, we can still win!" The turtledove stood up with the help of the giant hard.

……

At this time, in the land north of the El Paso Wasteland, if someone can have a wide enough vision, or a complete enough intelligence, they will find such a strange scene:

Fury Wind fled with his team of Indians all the way north, followed by a regiment of white infantry led by Captain Christopher, in pursuit!

Behind Christopher's infantry regiment, the turtledove's ranks rumbled for their lives to the north.

Behind the turtledove, there is a white army in pursuit!

The four teams are running wildly. It's like a herd of animals when a forest fire is approaching, whether it's herbivore or carnivorous, they all panic!

And among these four teams, the tribal soldiers of the turtledove have the most complicated mentality!

A moment ago, they were still full of confidence, although they were also hesitating, but that hesitation was hesitating whether to go east or continue to go north!

Going east is to rob the horse stockyard, and going north is to save the angry wind!

Either way, it's an initiative to attack, revealing an ambitious force.

But in the blink of an eye, the banks of faith crumbled, and a white army pursued them from the rear, driving them like outlaw rabbits.

The artillery dictates everything, whether they are willing or unwilling, and the first reaction after hearing the artillery fire is to collapse and run away!

That's how they've been fighting for three hundred years!

From the Iroquois Coalition to the Seminole uprising, which had only disappeared a few years earlier, no matter how ambitious they had before the war, the mighty alliance vanished and the huge coalition was wiped out after the cannon fired!

The fear of artillery fire has been engraved in the bones of every Indian!

Even the tribe of turtledoves, after the bloodbath of Turkey Ridge, is no exception.

Even now, with the same muskets in their hands as the whites, and the same horses under them as the whites, they still instinctively fear the fight against the whites!

If the turtledove had been able to step up at the first moment of the cannon's fire, perhaps he would have been able to avoid the collapse of his own ranks.

At least you can organize your forces and fight and go.

It will not be like now, a plate of scattered sand, and everyone is rushing to run.

After all, turtledoves are just as immature as these Indians!

That's right, he's a traverser!

That's right, he has a golden finger!

But this does not mean that he can grow up overnight and become a mature general, able to face artillery fire on the battlefield, calm and decisive in sudden battles, and fight against those enemies who have fought all their lives.

His enemies are a group of terrifying machines who treat human life as if they were a mustard, have been trained in blood and fire since childhood, and truly regard Indians as 'subhumans' in a psychological sense!

Two hundred years later, the shadow of the empire that dominated the world was blessed.

To tell the truth, Ikaruga himself was also stunned after hearing the roar of the cannon!

……

But now, the turtledove is back!

He picked up a flagpole that had been dumped on the ground, crutched it on the ground, and stood there.

Ju Qiang stayed by his side, and also tried to stand up straight.

The fleeing tribal soldiers passed by him, and after a few steps of rushing out, they froze again as if they had been strangled by ropes.

"Turtledove?" A tribal soldier whose face was blackened by smoke and fire turned back and asked in a low voice. "Aren't you running?"

"I'm not running, turkey!" Turtledove said.

The tribal warrior named Turkey stood for a moment, then silently came to the turtledove, stood and raised his gun, and faced south.

With the turkey's movements, one tribal warrior after another stood in front of the turtledove.

"Leaves, can you carry the flag?" The turtledove asked a little tribal warrior.

The little warrior jumped to his feet as if he had been whipped, and his eyes widened.

"Turtledove, you ...... Do you remember my name? ”

"Of course I remember you, Leaves!" The turtledove said, "You are the only one in the tribe who can beat thirty water drifters with stone chips!" ”

"Of course I can! I can, turtledove! Leaves eagerly put down their guns, their hands gripping the flag with a color that was no longer visible.

"Hold on to it, don't let it fall!" Turtledove said.

"No, turtledove!" The leaves said fiercely: "I fell, and it will not fall!" ”

Turtledove smiled at him.

Pick up the gun that the leaves on the ground put down, and give it to the giant hard.

"Huge hard, reload for me!"

"Okay, turtledove!"

The position of the giant hard was strange, and his body leaned to one side. It seems that he was shot in the ass only on one side.

However, this does not affect the speed at which he can reload.

He and the peso are the mobile arsenal designated by the turtledove, and in order to reload faster than the peso, the rough man of the giant hard has practiced a pair of skillful hands, and he can grab 50 grams of gunpowder with one grab, basically without deviation.

The fleeing soldiers gathered more and more in front of the turtledove.

If they were compared to a river that had fled, now the turtledoves were like a dam rising out of thin air, intercepting them here.

The river is cut off.

The gunfire ahead was getting closer.

From the smoke of gunpowder, a figure limped over and knelt in front of the turtledove.

"Turtledove, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

"Reload me, peso!" Turtledove said.

……

As the aftermath of the distorted cannon flew into the air, Peso suddenly realized that he should not have run to the camp when he found out about the ambush of the manor!

He was in a coma for a little longer than the turtledove.

By the time he was able to regain his footing, the turtledove was gone.

He was surrounded by a jumble of tribal soldiers.

"Turtledove!" Peso screamed in panic.

"Turtledove, where are you?"

"Turtledove ......"

If he hadn't seen the familiar figure in front of him, he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

The person he swore to protect was accidentally lost by him!

……

"Peso, can you please stop crying yet? You've got all the gunpowder wet! Ju Qiang reminded him dissatisfiedly.

"Uh-huh......", Peso choked up and wiped his face again with his sleeve. His hands trembled, and he reloaded it several times, but he still scattered the gunpowder on the outside of the barrel.

"Peso, if you can't do it, then someone else!" Giant hard scolded.

"No, no, no, I can, I can ......," Peso said hurriedly.

But he raised his head and looked at the turtledove. Two furrows rushed down his face, and they dripped onto the butt of the gun.

With a "snap", the turtledove slapped Peso's head.

"You concentrate on me, peso!"