"What about turtledoves? Do you see turtledoves? ”

Fifteen dollars ran desperately through the chaotic ranks, asking everyone he met.

However, no one has ever seen a turtledove!

One of the tribal warriors told him: "The turtledove should be ahead of us, he has horses!" ”

Fifteen dollars hurried forward again.

He met the parrot, he met the salt, he met the greyhound......

Everyone is looking for turtledoves!

However, until the rout in the rear had become sparse, they still did not find the shadow of the turtledove.

"Turtledove!" Fifteen dollars yelled like a madman.

He pulled the salt off his horse, rolled over and rode on.

Yanba was furious, turned over again, and slapped him with a slap: "What the do you want to do?" ”

The muzzle of a black hole was pressed against Salt's forehead.

"Get down!" Fifteen Dollar lowered his voice and yelled at Yanba. His voice came out of his throat, like the whine of a hungry wolf as it was about to attack.

The slap of the salt was stuck in mid-air. "Fifteen dollars, what do you want?"

"Get down!" Fifteen dollars stared fiercely at the salt.

Salt was taken aback!

This...... Or fifteen dollars?

That fifteen dollars, who only promised and never dared to speak out loud?

The fifteen dollars that no one dares to offend, even if there are grievances, they are buried in the bottom of their hearts?

Where did he get the guts to threaten me with a gun?

"Fifteen dollars, this is my horse—" Yanba didn't believe fifteen dollars and dared to shoot.

There was a "click" sound, and the firing pin struck the cavity of the left wheel, making a crisp sound.

"Get down!" Fifteen dollars again.

No way!

Fifteen dollars how dare you shoot!

If it weren't for the fact that there were no bullets in the left wheel just now, Yanba felt that there must have been a blood hole on his forehead!

The shock in Yanba's eyes could no longer be hidden, and when he was stunned, he was pushed off the horse by fifteen dollars!

Then fifteen dollars kicked the horse in the belly, and the horse neighed and slammed away.

Yanba froze in place, cold sweat broke out in his palms.

Just now, I was almost killed by fifteen dollars!

……

At this time, the turtledove did not have time to think about how dangerous it was to gather his own rout.

Of course, he didn't have time to think about it, what a great miracle he had succeeded in organizing a rout of fifty men and leading them to push back!

Throughout all military history, whether in the era of cold weapons or in the age of hot weapons, turning defeat into victory is a feat worthy of praise through the ages!

The balance of war had already fallen to Lieutenant Mourning's side, but now, it was torn back by the turtledove.

The formed line infantry, when facing the stragglers who were caught off guard, was as easy as picking eggs with a sledgehammer.

Even if there were occasional horses on the other side, there was no chance of rushing at all.

Turtledove didn't even need to shoot himself now, he just had to lead the team with determination.

The wasteland is a flat river, suitable for horse racing. It is also suitable for infantry advances.

The speed of their advance was not fast, it was enough to advance at the pace of a normal march.

However, the white soldiers who were chasing from the south, as if they had deliberately sent them to the tip of their knives, slammed into them one after another.

Occasionally, there are fish that slip through the net, but they are easily solved by turtle doves.

Never before had the turtledove tribe fought such an easy battle since they formed an army!

It wasn't until later that their footsteps gradually became uniform.

Faintly out of the sound that only comes from training.

"Whoa!"

"Whoa!"

The sound of footsteps shook the earth, and in this dark night, it was as if there were thousands of troops.

No one spoke, and all the language became redundant.

The turtledove clenched its teeth tightly, not allowing itself to make a noise from excitement.

He knew that everyone was watching him.

Leaves held flags high and walked at the front of the procession.

……

Second Lieutenant Mourning finally took out his saber and cut the coin in two uneven halves, deciding the ownership of each of the two halves by guessing the fist.

After he settled the small dispute, another soldier found some scattered dollars.

It is worthy of the Indian tribe who once robbed three estates, and left such a rich fortune.

Even Second Lieutenant Mourning himself was moved!

On the way to continue the pursuit, Second Lieutenant Mourning stopped his horse several times to see if there was anything left on the ground.

This kind of wealth is made above board, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Second Lieutenant Mourning's laboratory was short of money. No way, as a scientist, there will always be a lot of money to spend!

"Ensign! Lieutenant! ”

Suddenly a fast horse came running ahead, shouting before it could run.

"What's wrong, Harris!" Second Lieutenant Mourning laughed, "Did you catch their chief?" ”

"Ensign!" Harris was a man of great importance, and it wasn't until he ran to Ensign Mourning's side that he whispered, "It's broken, it's broken......"

"What's broken?"

"The group of Indian soldiers suddenly stopped running, and organized a line of troops to stop our way!" Harris said with a bitter face.

"Get out of the way?" Second Lieutenant Mourning said disapprovingly.

"We ...... Rushed ...... is rushing-", Harris is a measured man, and quickly changed his tone, covering up the result of the defeat in the battle ahead, at least it can't be his own defeat. "—Emaar is leading the children in a heroic battle, and we should be able to crush them soon, but then our victory will be delayed a little!"

As a scientist's assistant, Harris successfully circumvented an experimental failure.

Now he decided to follow Ensign Mourning until good news came from ahead.

"It's okay to postpone a bit, Harris!" Second Lieutenant Mourning said, "As long as you get to the Alamogordo before dawn, you may just be able to join Christopher." A new idea suddenly came to me, Harris—"

Harris listened.

Second Lieutenant Mourning thought for a moment and said, "Pfizer is working on a new cold medicine, but it has failed......"

Harris didn't react for a moment, what did Ensign Mourning mean.

Fortunately, Second Lieutenant Moning did not deliberately hang his appetite, and continued: "...... The drug has a serious side effect, it can make people fever in a very short period of time, the fatality rate is more than 50%, and it is also easily contagious. Harris, I mean, if we push this medicine into the Sierra Madre forest—"

"At least half of the Indians will die because of this!" Harris quickly added.

"That's right! That's a lot cheaper than a musket! Second Lieutenant Mourning said.

"And more efficiently!" Harris couldn't help but admire: "What a genius scientist you are, Second Lieutenant Mourning!" ”

The night hid the front line.

Second Lieutenant Mourning was immersed in his own 'invention'.

Second Lieutenant Mourning's soldiers were also immersed in searching around for silver, gold, pesos, pounds, rubles, and dollars left on the ground......