Peso was the first of the three to calm down, not because of anything else, but because he remembered the battle of Turkey Ridge again.

In front of him, there was no gunsmoke, but Peso felt that it was more thrilling and terrifying than on Turkey Ridge that day.

"Turtledove, they're late!"

After getting through the initial excitement, Peso calmed down and reminded the turtledove loudly.

On Turkey Ridge that day, Jerónimo was late.

Everyone was exhausted from the battle, and their hearts were even more terrified.

Only the turtledove sits like a mountain, angrily scolding Geronimo like a dog!

Straight back to Jeroni Mosheng, who was strong at the time. From then on, when the people of the turtledove tribe saw Geronimo, they had nothing to fear.

This scene is so similar to that day!

Peso felt that it was time for the turtledove to show his skills again-

"It's not too late! Not too late! The turtledove laughed and commanded, "Peso, go and open the gate, and go out with me!" ”

Peso was stunned for a moment. Why, these people are late?

However, the excited giant had already run out, and Peso was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly went to the house to find an umbrella for the turtledove.

By the time he found the umbrella, the turtledove had already rushed downstairs and broken into the white rain.

Peso reluctantly put down his umbrella!

Well, this is the turtledove!

Whatever he does, he has a reason.

In this world, there is only such a turtledove!

A unique turtledove!

……

In the wind and rain, the turtledove stood on the mountain road.

A crowd of people in the distance carried the knight who had reported the victory, and then they all stood behind the turtledove, one by one, cheerfully and thoughtfully following the turtledove's gaze, looking down the mountain.

The cyan flame banner slowly moved upwards.

The old O'Gerala, this time shaking off the hand that the needle priest was about to hold him, walked up slowly, step by step.

When he came to the turtledove, the turtledove took a step forward and helped him.

"Dear Chief Oglala, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Turtledove said, holding his hand.

The heavy rain molded Oglala's gaze, and he pressed his eyes close to the turtledove's face, looking at it little by little.

After a long time, he opened his mouth and said with a smile: "That's right! That's right! He is a man who can do great things! ”

"Inside, please, Oglala!"

"Inside, please!"

"It's windy and rainy, Chief Oglala, it's been a hard journey!"

"It's not hard!" Oglala said, "I have a bony body, and I can ride a horse and draw a bow!" There are still 3,000 warriors in the Oglara tribe, and they are willing to obey the arrangement of the turtledove chieftain! ”

The turtledove took Oglala's thin hands and patted them.

Motioning to the giant to lead the person into the lobby, the turtledove continued to stand on the mountain road by himself.

……

In the white heavy rain, another team came down the mountain.

All of them were vigorous knights, and when they reached the mountain road, they all dismounted, and galloped up all the way.

"Turtledove!" At the head was a majestic young man, and when he saw the turtledove, he hugged him.

The turtledove was strangled by him, but soon they separated.

"Hukpaha tribe, sit on the cow!" The majestic young man said.

Hearing this, the turtledove couldn't help but punch the young man in front of him in the chest, causing a splash, but the young man was completely fine, laughing.

"I only heard yesterday afternoon that you raised the black flag of the rebels here! As soon as I heard the news, I galloped with my warriors, exhausted by three horses, and finally arrived here! How's that, I'm funny, right? ”

"I knew you were coming! Sitting on the cow! Turtledove laughed.

"Haha!" The sitting cow also laughed.

The Hookepaha tribe sitting on the cattle, far north in Montana, a distance of nearly five hundred miles, can arrive at this time, must have had to leave overnight yesterday.

At that time, the good news of the watermill had not yet spread!

On this great plain, there were two young men whose prowess was known to all Indians.

One is the terrifyingly innocent Red Cloud!

The other is the majestic mountain-like sitting cow in front of you!

In fact, in terms of age, both of them were only fifteen or sixteen years old at this time. But everyone knows that they are the future of the Sioux people!

"Sitting on the cow, you go inside to rest first-"

"Haha, rest a bird! I'll just stand here and wait with you, see who will come, and see for you, who dares not to come! ”

Sitting on the stone beside the mountain road, the tribal warriors who came with him also gathered around him, either clenching their fists or raising their knives, and the posture was like a bandit cutting the path.

……

Night fell early, but the rain outside the house was non-stop, like a gushing waterfall.

From time to time, thunder rang out, like angry chariots rumbling across the sky above Mount Braque.

The hall is brightly lit!

Huge candlesticks hanging from the ceiling burned with blazing torches.

The house was full of people.

In the beginning, it was also clearly divided into small groups according to the tribes.

Later, there were more and more people, and they all crowded together randomly.

I don't know which clever ghost paid attention, and in the direction of the hall facing the door, a few big black characters were written:

"Indians are united!"

I have to say that such a slogan is too suitable for the current scene.

Turtledove didn't think of it beforehand.

In his tribe, although people often find him some moths, he also often encounters some unexpected surprises.

The people who grew up in the forests of the Sierra Madre are like the white world in the east, growing up savagely and madly every day!

……

Groups of people came in an endless stream, and no one knew when it would stop.

But the turtledoves had returned to the hall and were no longer waiting for them.

There was no staggering, and there was no deliberate greeting or anything.

The reason why people come here and why turtledoves are waiting for them here is not for polite greetings.

"Winter!"

The turtledove threw the pale head on the table.

The human head had dried its blood, its skin was pale in color, and its hair was as dry as autumn weeds.

It bounced on the long tabletop, rolling from one end of the table to the other like a deflated ball.

That's one of the best opening lines.

"I'm sorry, my friends, but White Rock City can't bring wine to entertain you!"

"But this storm is the best wine that God has given us! The severed heads of the enemy are the most delicious appetizer we have today! ”

"Yesterday we were slaughtered like lambs by them!"

"From today, we will blow the horn of a counteroffensive! We will repay them exactly what they have done to us! ”

"From today onwards, we will take back our land from the hands of the whites, and take back the honor that belongs to us from the hands of the whites!"

"Starting today, all white people who are still in Missouri and west of Missouri will be mercilessly hunted down by us! Just like they once did to us! ”

"From today onwards, please forget that we are Chenuks, Apaches, Navajos, or Sioux! Please forget the labels that these whites have imposed on us! From this day forward, we are all Indians! ”