On the Great Plains, the four seasons are distinct.

Summer rainfall is less and the weather is dry and hot. But once the summer is over and an autumn rain falls, the temperature drops dramatically, and it feels like winter has just entered in the blink of an eye.

When the turtledove's convoy set out from White Rock City, he was still wearing only a single coat, and after two days and nights, the carriage arrived at Fort Laramie unhurriedly, and the temperature had dropped suddenly.

It was raining lightly in the sky, and the turtledove, who had just gotten out of the carriage, couldn't help but shiver.

Peso put a coat on the shoulders of the turtledove, he tightened the placket, and looked at the city of Fort Laramie in front of him, and his heart was full of emotion!

……

Since the time travel, it was as if he had lived outside the world.

Every day, I come into contact with stinking and messy savages, and I have never seen "civilization" in the world.

When he remembered it, the largest city he had ever seen was the Buffalo Bazaar at the foot of Madre Hill, and it felt like it was a stinky pigsty, and even the clean-loving white lady had cow on her shoes.

The Laramie Fort in front of him is a completely different look.

The straight street is neatly paved with stone slabs, and the street trees on both sides are lined with green shade, and there is a flower platform under the tree, which is full of clusters of red flowers.

At the intersection in the middle of the street there is a circular fountain with snow-white water coming out of the ground and spilling into the pool. A statue of a woman with a broken arm stands in the center of the pool.

Both sides of the road were crowded with people sheltering from the rain, and they didn't show too much surprise at the arrival of the turtledoves and their group.

Although the team of turtledoves is strong, with more than a dozen horses surrounding a carriage, those neat guards look like they are all extraordinary, and they are indeed quite powerful.

But such a pompous and bigwig, the well-informed people in Fort Laramie, have long been accustomed to seeing it.

……

The giant stiff propped up a large cyan umbrella on top of the turtledove's head.

The turtledove strode forward.

In the distance is a huge circular structure, which is the gladiatorial arena of Fort Laramie. It seems that there is a fierce competition going on inside now, and there is a faint loud noise.

Gladiatorial fighting is one of the industries of Fort Larumie, but it is not the only one.

There are many red windows on both sides of the road, and snow-white thighs dangle in the doorway, soliciting customers in various languages.

A bold woman stared at the turtledove, and when the turtledove cast her gaze, she untied the light veil wrapped around her body, and waved it in the wind, and a snow-capped mountain came into view, forcing the turtledove to shake for a moment.

"Hahaha!" Probably seeing the turtledove's embarrassment, there was a burst of laughter from the doorways on both sides.

The turtledove only thought of Loczen again at once, and what he saw on the way back to the mountain that day vaguely seemed to be yesterday.

The group walked half a street, and the scene on the side of the road changed again.

There are many taverns.

The huge barrel may have been deliberately placed in the doorway to make people want to go in and have a drink or two at first sight.

The sound of drums and music came from inside the door, and it felt like you had arrived at a lively music festival.

"Crescent really chooses a place, turtledove, why don't we go in and have a drink?" Giant Hard asked.

The turtledove looked at the peso, and the peso went in in understanding. After a while, he came out of the tavern and walked up to the turtledove: "The crescent moon man is inside, safe!"

So the turtledove walked towards the tavern.

The tavern is called "Sailor's House"!

Where did the sailors come from on such a great plain as Fort Laramie! However, at least half of the people in the Great Plains have a history of being sailors.

The Caribbean was full of riches, and the steamships that sailed from Cuba and Mexico were filled with boxes and boxes of silver and gold coins, just like the West today, where you could make a lot of money if you worked hard.

……

When Turtledove pushed open the door of the tavern and walked into the tavern, the air inside seemed to freeze for a moment.

But then it started to come alive again.

Someone had already arranged a place in advance and led the turtledove to sit down.

His location is located in the corner of the tavern by the window, from which you can see everything in the tavern and take care of the outside of the window.

There were people of all colors in the room, and the turtledove could tell at a glance that although they were all right, there was still a barrier between the various races.

On the stage in the center of the tavern, a guy as swarthy as coal was holding a guitar and singing a little tune that missed the girl. Unlike those melodies that are as beautiful as flowing water in his memory, this guy carries a production tool in almost every lyric in his mouth.

Two girls in short skirts tap danced hand in hand, and from time to time bills and silver coins were thrown at them, and when they bent down to collect the money, a vulgar laugh erupted in the tavern.

A guy in a suit seemed to want to come over and sell something, but was stopped by the guards brought by the turtledove. The turtledove didn't ask in detail, it was just something that couldn't be seen on the market. Ikaruga is not interested in these things, and even if he wants to buy something, he wants to buy something that is seriously sold in the world, such as guns and gunpowder.

After sitting for a while, the crescent moon walked in, sat down opposite the turtledove, and looked left and right familiarly.

He took out a drawing from his pocket and put it in front of Turtledove. "Plans for Fort Laramie, five dollars!"

"So cheap?" Turtledove asked.

"That guy lost red-eyed, and he wanted to sell his wife to me, but I didn't want it." Crescent said.

The giant stiff laughed dryly twice.

Turtledove glanced at the faint light of the tavern, and couldn't remember much for a moment, but he could see the layout of Fort Laramie in general.

"This tavern is an old French one," Crescent Moon continued, "It is said that when Fort Laramie was founded, it was the first tavern, and it has a background."

"What kind of background?"

"It's said to have something to do with Crockett in the south."

"Oh, that's an old acquaintance!" Turtledove smiled.

"The requests for interviews with Councillors Leon, Brown, and Davis have not yet been answered, and we may have to wait a little longer." Crescent said.

Turtledove nodded, "No hurry! We came in a hurry, and we didn't prepare any generous gifts, so we should wait."

……

The power of Fort Laramie was divided into three parts, divided between the Davises, Browns, and Leons.

The so-called city lord is just a personal meat stamp, which is changed every two years, and if you do a good job, you can work for another two years, and if you don't do well, you will be easily cut off by yourself. Nominally, however, he remained the supreme governor of Fort Laramie.

In the fifteen-dollar proposal, the turtledove should first visit the lord of Fort Laramie;

This suggestion was mercilessly ridiculed by the beavers: Do you really think that this lord of the city was "fairly elected" to exercise the supreme power of Fort Laramie? Wake up, fifteen dollars, Fort Laramie is "fair", but the three families have more "fair"!

The beaver suggested that the turtledove should pay a direct visit to the Leon family, the most powerful of the three families;

This suggestion was also vetoed by Turtledove.

The choice of the turtledove is the Davis family, the young man named Peter Davis.

Why?

Of course, the turtle dove wouldn't say it to the beaver, the real reason is that the guy named Peter Davis has an older brother named Jefferson Hamilton Davis!

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