Chapter Eighty-Six: Breaking the Deadlock

"Turtledove, this is possible!" Fifteen exclaimed, grabbed the map on the table, walked to the turtledove's side in two steps, spread the map on the ground, crouched down and drew a circle on the map.

"This is Fort Laramie!" Fifteen looked up at the turtledove,

"As long as we form an alliance with Fort Laramie, it means that we have no worries to the east! What's more, as soon as the news spreads, Fremont will definitely think that we have made the final preparations for the westward expedition - turtledove, this is an excellent weight! The turtledove sat on a chair and looked at the map at his feet, a little stunned for a moment.

He really didn't expect that a mere Larumie Fort would be so important. The crux of the matter is that this is the time to negotiate with Fremont!

Neither he nor Fremont actually wanted to fight this battle in their hearts, but it was impossible for both sides to make concessions, and there was no room for peace.

The meaning of negotiation is deterrence, depending on who can't hold it first!

"Turtledove, as long as an agreement is reached with Fort Laramie, it will definitely be able to deal a heavy blow to Fremont!" Fifteen dollars were highlighted again.

The turtledove nodded again and again, already very tempted. But he turned his head and asked, "Beaver, you came up with this idea, do you have any other ideas?" The beaver sneered,

"Look at your little bit of talent! Is there only one Fremont in your eyes? My dear fifteen dollars, if your goal is only to make peace with Fremont, I have a better way-"

"Speak quickly!" Fifteen dollars couldn't wait to ask. The turtledove had a hunch in his heart that this old bastard dog could not spit ivory out of his mouth, and fifteen dollars would be pitted.

"Surrender!" The beaver said, "All we have to do is surrender to Fremont, and there will be peace!" Fifteen froze for a moment and punched the beaver's bandaged leg,

"Do you want to die?" The beaver's knees jumped, his face changed, and his smile returned.

"Oops? It doesn't hurt! "Fifteen dollars clenched his fist!

"Alright! Shut up! The turtledove shouted, "Can't you two, one a war priest and the other the president of the Justice Society, speak well?" ”…… The Justice Society is a secret organization that directly obeys the orders of the turtledove, but is independent of the current military and political system of the turtledove.

The responsibilities are similar to those of the Supervision Department and the Inspectorate, because of the weight of power, the position is not high. In White Rock City, many people now only know that there is an extra munmy yin by the side of the turtledove, and as for what this munified yin does, no one will know for a while.

But instinctively they didn't want to deal with this bad old man. ……

"You all underestimated the power of Fort Laramie!"

"From Philadelphia in the far east to Sonoma in the far west, I don't know how many dignitaries are involved! A steady stream of wealth gathers from all directions and scatters in all directions, like a diligent laundry worker, rinsing away the dirty, shady wealth! ”

"Such an important center of wealth, in your eyes, is just a tool used to coerce the Fremont peace talks!"

"Short-sighted! You still need to grow, young man! The beaver said earnestly. At this time, between the Indians and the whites, there were two distinct worlds.

They don't tolerate each other and fight each other. However, in Fort Laramie, whites, blacks and Indians are all 'fair', everyone is a tool, and no one dislikes anyone!

The only difference is that some tools can be reused, while others are just consumables. It's a bit like HK two hundred years later, where two rival worlds meet.

The difference is that two hundred years later, the HK is man-made, and at this time, Fort Laramie is still in a state of unconscious natural growth.

"Those gamblers from all over the world, as long as they can make them win, they dare to sell anything!"

"Guns? Gunpowder? Pharmaceuticals? Grain...... Who knows what these gamblers do? There's a captain from the Quartermaster Department and a director of the Food Bureau, and if you're interested in the White House, they can even tell you how many poses John Taylor uses to curry favor with his first lady each month! ”

"Oglala is said to have lost his entire clan there! The pioneers sent by Vanderbilt to the west were lost there and hung on the flagpole! There are at least three bands of horse thieves on the Great Plains who live on it! All kinds of disputes can be handled even by law firms in Kansas! ”

"Turtledove, this place, if you use it well, it is a quenched knife!" …… The turtledove and the fifteen dollar looked at each other.

I have to admit that the beaver, this old bastard, has a heart as vicious as his mouth.

"Of course, we can't just grab it!"

"We are a bright force of justice, where can we do such a thing?"

"Those three horse thieves on the Great Plains, we have to kill them! Because they are unruly, they often rob caravans and passers-by as they pass by! ”

"Those lawyers and tax collectors who are like scavenging flies around Laramie Fort are doing shady things behind their backs, and we have to uphold justice!"

"And the banks that are ruined by loan sharks, we have to teach them a lesson! It is not right to seek money and kill people, and it is even more wrong not to be fair! ”

"Turtledove, if we can do these things, what do you think Laramieburg will say?"

"It's not good, Lao Tzu can earn you a peace medal back, do you believe it or not?" …… Without much thought, the turtledove, the beaver, and fifteen dollars decided on a plan to attack Fort Laramie.

This is the first time that the turtledove has taken the initiative since the crossing. All previous operations, starting with the king of the mountains in the Sierra Madre forest, were passive responses to the actions of the enemy.

Only this time, it was his first proactive action. If it succeeds, it will not only be able to force the Fremont peace talks in the west, but it will also be equivalent to connecting a thigh to White Rock City at this time, and the future will be greatly bright.

The three of them said a word, and it took nearly an hour to turn over the map on the ground, write one action plan after another on the back, and finally present a black draft that no one could see what was written on it.

The plan has been decided, and the three of them laugh out loud. The messy grass eucalyptus was lit by a turtledove, and the paper ashes were blown in the wind.

The three of them cooperated seamlessly throughout the whole process, and the tacit understanding was as if they had been discussed a long time ago. Probably the only thing that got into a bit of an argument was that Turtledove decided to go to Fort Laramie on his own.

"Idoruga, why don't you let me go?" Fifteen dollars persuaded.

"No, I'll go!" Turtledove replied, "This is not a negotiation with Fremont, it needs to be pulled back and forth. I'm just going to gamble, and I have to lift the lid on the spot! So fifteen dollars were no longer persuaded.

…… The elderly Oglara receives a message that the turtledove will come to his rescue in person! He wept with gratitude, wept bitterly, and bowed and bowed in the direction of the sacred mountain of Burak!

How did he know that all the time, Turtledove, Fifteen Dollars, and Beaver didn't even say a word about how to save Red Cloud.

Hero? When it comes to catching up with the general trend, heroes are heroes. Otherwise, it's just a broken 'mint'.