Sitting on the cow drenched in cold sweat.

As the roar of the mountains and the tsunami sounded, he jumped off his horse as if from a dream.

In my heart, there is not only the happiness of the rest of my life after the catastrophe, but also the sigh of the mountains.

If before coming to White Rock City, he still had a long and short battle with the turtledove, then at this time, he no longer had any extra thoughts.

The army of Shulotel that fell from the sky certainly terrified him.

But what made him completely dead was the turtledove's magnificent wrist that turned his hands into clouds and covered his hands for rain.

This earth-shattering move that stirred up the storm was tied together by ten sitting cows, and it was by no means an opponent.

Not to mention that he had no intention of going to war with the turtledove at all, even if he was angry today, even if he could rely on his martial arts to escape, he was afraid that from now on this great plain, the Hukpaha tribe would be the enemy of the whole world, and there would be no peace!

"Alas!"

He heard a sigh, and looked sideways, but it was the little crow who had been so ambitious and had been the first to propose to talk to the turtledove.

"I lived half my life in vain, and I thought I was still a character. Now I know what a real hero is! What a hero! What a warrior! ”

Sitting Niu sighed in his heart, and suddenly felt that the spiritual guy with the cockscomb comb scolded him, and it didn't seem to be wrong to scold him - this is a group of rabble, and he is really blind!

Thinking of this, he took a few steps forward, raised his fist high, and smashed it into the sky in anger, roaring along with the sound of the mountain roaring and tsunami.

"Let's Indians, unite from now on!"

***

From Kuauchtmock at the foot of Mount Braque to Oregon further west, a distance of 2,000 miles, it takes two days and nights for a fast horse to run non-stop, but it only takes eight hours for a carrier pigeon.

If you wait another two years, the first telegraph will be laid in the Americas, and the distance of 2,000 miles will only be a few 'tick-tock' typing.

The crushing brought about by technology is about to take shape, but it is still a little bit close.

The year 1843 was a rather delicate time.

Before the pigeon reached Oregon, Fremont was in front of a huge world map, happily sharing the good news he had received with his buddy William Brown Ed.

"Great! Ed! ”

"God bless America, we will have a better time than ever!"

Fremont never limited his sights to the American Northwest, his future was destined to be in Washington, D.C., and his stage was the whole world!

"Look, Ed-"

Fremont pointed his finger to the center of the map, which is also the center of the world.

"There is another famine in Ireland this year! Haha, Britain is too busy to take care of itself, and there is simply no extra power to influence us! Their so-called 'offshore balancing' strategy is also about to go bankrupt, Prussia is on the rise, Austria is busy putting out the fires, and the British will be overwhelmed by this – by the way, their 'Chartist Society' is also their big trouble! Ed, the British will not come, never again! ”

"France! Haha, our friend France, I hope now that this friend will always be like this. Since they abandoned their emperor, they are now about to become second-rate countries in Europe! Eddard, you say, our friend is having such a hard time right now, should I be happy for him? Still is...... Ha ha...... Feeling sad? ”

"Russia is fighting the Ottomans in the Balkans, and the war in Crimea is on the verge of breaking out, believe me, Ed, it won't be long before the Russians will be looking for support all over the world, maybe they'll be like the French, and they'll sell their Alaska to us, and guess how much we'll pay then?" $30 million or $20 million, no, no, no, Ed, if it were me, I would only give up to $10 million! ”

"As for Austria, leave it alone! All it can do now is send a nominal emperor to Mexico! Haha, who cares about this emperor in Mexico now? Does Santa Anna care about this emperor? Does Jerónimo care about this emperor? Does Juarez care about this emperor? ”

"The whole world is extremely weak, and no country has the energy to bother us!"

"Although our economy is not very good, other countries are even worse! Haha......"

Fremont couldn't help but laugh out loud when she said this.

"Go take California for me! Ed! ”

"Trust me, it's as easy as Cortés took Mexico City!"

……

Whether it was easy for Cortés to take Mexico City three hundred years ago is no longer known. But everyone knows that with Cortés taking Mexico City, the 15th-16th century became the Spanish century.

The great navigator Cortés, whose myth continues to influence pirates in the Caribbean.

Although there is no second Mexico in the world, in Europe, people with the dream of becoming the 'new Cortés' can go from London to Paris......

It was with this dream in mind that William Eder had come from faraway Scotland to the New World.

Now, his dream is about to come true!

California was originally part of the Viceroyalty of New Spain, and along with Mexico, it became the richest of the four Viceroyalty of Spain.

Hernán Cortez's conquest of Mexico, and William Brown's Eide's victory over California?

Wouldn't his name be the same as Cortez's, and it would be passed down through the ages?

Relatives in Scotland's hometown, I'm afraid they will be happy to buy a ferry ticket to come over and scold themselves!

Friends in the Caribbean will definitely regret their bowels, and only hate that they didn't make friends with themselves when they were still a little pirate!

I will definitely become a guest of honor of the European aristocracy in the future, I want to go to Paris to Paris, I want to go to London to London! Have afternoon tea with Victoria and go to the Vatican to talk about weather and peace......

William Ed's eyes shone with a confused light, and he was a little distracted for a moment.

It took a while to react, and hurriedly said:

"Oh my God! Mr. Fremont, I have never met a man in my life who is as intelligent, sensitive, kind, courageous, and far-sighted as you! ”

"Your heart is as broad as the sea, your mind is as deep as the sky, your strength is as great as a mountain, and your character is as bright as a diamond!"

"I'm not a sycophant, but I can't help but want to tell you that you are so wise and great that I admire you so much, and if it weren't for the laws of the Federation, I really want to swear allegiance to you and become your servant and knight."

"I saw in you the grace of William Wallace, the power of Julius Caesar, and the art and genius of Leonardo da Vinci! I swear to God that even if all these people are combined, you are no greater! Because you also have a heart that is far more compassionate than theirs! ”

……

Fremont poured himself a glass of wine, and Ed never stopped talking until he finished it slowly.

As he lifted his glass to his lips with infinite satisfaction, Eddard's words came to an end.

"Dear Fremont, with your guidance, it must be easy for us to take down Soroma. However, I'm stupid for fear of not thinking it through, so I hope to get your advice! ”

"Great Mr. Fremont, what will I do next after I take Soroma?"

Fremont picked up the empty glass and shook it by the bright candle flame, which seemed to be filled with glittering stars.

"After taking it?" Fremont looked sideways at Ed and smiled narrowly.

William Ed laughed as well.

Fremont seemed to know that William Ed would not understand, and admired Ed's clumsy and anxious appearance for a while, and after a while, he continued, "You want to be the governor?" Or do you want to be president? ”

William Ed's mouth opened wide all of a sudden, and he looked at Fremont in disbelief!

Governor?

Or the president?

His confused eyes were filled with the crumbs of the stars. And with Fremont's star-studded empty wine glass, it's a perfect match.

"Hahaha!"

Fremont laughed and patted Ed on the shoulder, "Think about it, dear Ed!" ”

The pigeons cooed on the windowsill, and Fremont put down his empty glass and walked briskly, humming a little song:

"The flood receded, the doves returned, with news of peace......"