April 6, 1843, fine.

At five o'clock in the morning, the turtledove led his twenty-one warriors to a barren hill slightly above the surrounding ground.

This small hill, labeled "Cuauchtmoc" on the map of White Rock, commemorates the last Aztec emperor who led a desperate Aztec army to surrender to the Spaniard Cortés in 1521. Cortés had promised him to surrender and avoid death, but instead he was hanged.

Shortly after the Emperor's surrender, the Aztec capital of Tenochtitlan was razed to the ground, and the Aztecs disappeared into human history.

The reason why this small hill was named after this is because the turtledove really couldn't find a more meaningful name.

The Aztecs in the south, although dead, still have remnants of ashes left.

But further north, in the wilderness, there are also Indians who have lived here for thousands of years, but they are empty and have no memory.

It's as if this place has been a Jedi on earth since ancient times, and there is not even a trace of history left.

Kuohtmok, whose kingdom is three thousand miles away, is the only way for the turtledove to find a memory mark on this land, and this name that cannot be typed with 80,000 poles.

Let the spirit of the king of the dead country in the sky witness this duel, life or death!

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The Kuauchtmok hills are east-west and resemble a large fish soaring on a shallow bottom, with its back exposed to the ground.

Along its dorsal crest, a trench about 1.5 meters wide and 1.6 meters deep spreads out over the hill in a zigzag shape.

This was only last week, after learning that another white army of 500 men was coming towards White Rock City, and the turtledove had people dig up here.

At that time, the name "New Factory" was used, and it caused a lot of discussion in White Rock - even the most stupid Indians knew that the factory should not be built so far!

There were also a few Sioux workers who couldn't stand it, and they cowered and went downstairs to Turtledove's office, hoping to convince Turtledove not to mess around like this. They did not see the turtledove, and told them that they would be given two pesos for a day's work, so they simply gave up the 'admonition' and took up the pickaxe and went to make a lot of money.

If it was just such a trench, it was not enough to give Turtledove the confidence to lead 21 soldiers to a head-to-head confrontation with an army of 500 whites.

What really gave him confidence was that White Rock City inadvertently created a weapon that had existed a long time ago, but was not taken seriously in the wars of this period.

Hand grenade!

The guy who invented the delayed fuse, in addition to being rewarded with a cow, was cordially received by a turtledove. Turtledove took a branch and was on the ground, drawing a concept picture of a grenade for him on the spot.

This guy is indeed a talent, creatively using a bottle cap to solve the problem of how to stuff gunpowder into a sealed grenade body, and after blowing off two of his ribs, he finally succeeded in 'inventing' the grenade!

In order to reward him for his outstanding contributions, Ikadove built a laboratory specifically for him, and stipulated that he would receive a salary of $10 per month. This is also the first person in the turtledove tribe to enjoy the 'salary' treatment since ancient times.

This time, the turtledove brought a total of nearly two hundred of these weapons of destruction, each soldier carried an average of 10, wrapped in thick cotton cloth and hung on his body.

In addition to the grenade, a new weapon, Ikaruga appointed five people to load it for him.

With the ammunition support of these five men, the turtledove himself is a 'slow-fire' machine gun that fires an average of once every 45 seconds. Moreover, it is the kind that hits every shot.

In several other protrusions of the trench, several sharpshooters with good marksmanship were arranged.

Compared to the white army that was about to pounce, the turtledove's manpower was pitiful. But after taking into account the factor of hit percentage, it cannot be said that their firepower is not strong.

At the same time, the zigzag trench can also ensure that even if the enemy surrounds it in an arc, these 21 soldiers will not lose their position.

Of course, if the enemy adopts the method of besieging but not attacking, it is a different situation - the turtledove will use his marksmanship to tell the white army what the 'king of snipers' is!

Even the turtledove faintly expected the enemy to do so.

But he also knew what a cowardly and incompetent fool it must have been to adopt such conservative tactics in the face of an Indian army. Moreover, there were only 21 people in this Indian army!

Mo said that the commander of the white army that was about to pounce was Bill, a fast gunner known for his boldness and arrogance, and was an ordinary white woman in this era, who also had a natural psychological advantage when facing the Indians, thinking that she could fight 10 with 1.

Here I have to mention that at this time, Hongyun, who was still fighting lonely in the gladiatorial arena of Fort Laramie, fought to the death alone, and his first opponent was a white woman who volunteered. In the newspapers with all sorts of fancy disparagements of the Indians, the proud white woman really thought she could win the Red Cloud!

This is the confidence that the God of white people gives them!

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The weather was exceptional, and since the sun came out, the fog had disappeared from the ground.

The sky was blue, and occasionally a few vultures swept across the sky.

"Potato, I've told you many times, don't stuff grenades in your pants pocket!" In the trench, the turtledove saw an old soldier with a bandage on his head and reprimanded him with a straight face.

The old soldier blushed and turned away.

The guy next to him couldn't help but laugh.

The turtledove immediately understood, and laughed along.

"Tudou, when this battle is over, Lao Tzu invites you! Christina's House, you haven't been there yet, have you? Ha ha! Someone in the trench not far away said loudly.

"Don't believe him, potato! Christina is a goat! ”

"Potato, when you wait to throw the grenade, you must remember to rub it first......"

Potato was a veteran soldier who had followed the turtledove from Turkey Ridge in the woods of Sierra Madre to the present day, but he was still a shy boy, and when he heard the loud ridicule of others, he lay on the edge of the trench and wanted to bury his face in the dirt.

"Alright, alright! Save some energy, bunnies! Turtledove said angrily.

The trenches were full of veterans who had survived a hundred battles, and the turtledove originally wanted to boost his morale or something, but he made a fuss about the potatoes, and he couldn't say many words prepared in his stomach.

In the end, he only inspected the trench once, and silently returned to his firing position.

Waiting.

……

On the far side of the hill, a cavalryman waved a flag in one hand, indicating that the enemy had not yet appeared.

It was a crescent moon that had never been on the mountain for a day since the turtledove went north.

And the time has come to 7 a.m.