Turtledove reached out and took the cloudy yellow rum from the hand of the bartender, who was also dying, and shook it in his hand.

Then put it back on the table.

"I want Fort Laramie, Your Excellency Baron Armand!"

……

Armand breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand, and straightened his bow tie.

The most terrible stage has passed.

He was not afraid of this fantastical offer of the terrible Indian chief in front of him, he was afraid that he would not know anything.

"Fort Laramie is here, you can take it!"

Armand said.

……

The turtledove stared into Armand's eyes, and in these cloudy eyes he saw a trace of contempt that was well hidden.

Fort Laramie is a pearl encased in layers of shell, and the more you learn about Fort Laramie, the more frightened the turtledove becomes.

Come to think of it, the old intelligence leader who grew up with Fort Laramie in front of him must know much more than himself.

"Armand!"

Turtledove whispered, "I don't want a ragged Laramie Castle, I want a complete Laramie Fort!" ”

"I have people, guns, ambitions, and means!"

"But I'm missing one of the most important things—"

Turtledove gestured to the back of his hand.

……

Armand didn't understand what the turtledove was referring to, and he looked up, hoping for an explanation.

……

"Look, I'm short of a white skin!" Turtledove said.

……

Armand tugged at the corners of his mouth with his cheeks, giving it an exaggerated upward arc.

"Mr. Ikaruga, do you want to skin me? That's cruelty for an old man like me! Armand made a little joke. He wanted to buy himself at least a joke time to figure out what he should do.

"Of course not, Lord Armand!" But Turtledove didn't answer him at all, but put forward his plan straightforwardly: "No one knows Mr. Peter Davis better than you, and no one has his trust more than you—although you are old, in the eyes of Mr. Peter Davis, you are the most trusted person besides his brother!" I need you to join me, help Mr. Davis, take control of Fort Laramie! ”

"Uh......", Armand's cloudy eyes twitched, and he muttered for a moment like a veritable old man, before he said to Turtledove, "I'm sorry, Mr. Turtledove, I didn't hear you clearly—"

Another bullet was dropped on the countertop by the turtledove, dripping and turning, and the lead rubbed against the wooden planks with a rustling sound.

Armand then continued: "But you are right, Monsieur Peter Davis does trust me! He's a bastard, but this bastard has a great brother, Mr. Ikaruga, and I don't know how much you know about that Mr. Jefferson Davis? ”

Turtledove smiled. "I guess he'll be a senator next year, what do you think, Mr. Armand?"

Armand looked at the turtledove, his lips twitched, but he didn't speak.

After a while, he said in a deep voice, "It seems that you know everything." If you are, then you should understand that 'helping' Mr. Peter Davis is not an easy task! ”

"I don't think he'll refuse my 'help' - no, our 'help'!"

The turtledove bit down the word 'we' hard so that the old man in front of him, whose ears were occasionally not very good, could hear it more clearly.

***

On the way to Fort Laramie, Ikaruga kept thinking about a question.

Will you choose Leon, Brown, or Peter Davis?

Choosing Leon is undoubtedly the easy mode.

The old man who once dominated the Great Plains, though now civilized, took off his riding boots, muskets, cowboy hats, tuxedos, glasses, cigars, pens, and occasionally donated money to impoverished white villages.

However, there are at least 100 corpses tied to stones at the bottom of the Missouri River to prove that this land belongs to Laiang!

The streets of Fort Laramie are lined with tall elms, not because they are beautiful, but because Mr. Leon likes them;

The flag of the militia regiment at Fort Laramie had a big 'L' written on it, which was not a shorthand for Fort Laramie, and everyone knew it was Mr. Leang's;

Last year, the Federal Congress sent a delegation led by a member of the Diet to Fort Laramie, only to be annihilated by Indian thieves before they reached Kentucky. Mr. Leon also sent people all the way to attend the funeral of the hapless MP.

……

If you choose the Brown family, although it is a little more difficult, Mr. Brown also has an unbeatable advantage.

Of the three letters written by the turtledove, the Brown family was the only one to send someone to reply.

Mr. Brown said, "Thirty-seven accounts! ”

Of course, Turtledove is three and Brown is seven.

As for whether this account sharing ratio is reasonable, Ikaruga has not considered it for the time being, but this at least shows that this Mr. Brown can be discussed.

As long as there is such a cooperative attitude, it will undoubtedly be a great help to the turtledove's future actions.

No one likes spies leading the way, but if this guy is on the other side, it's still cute.

Although the strength of the Brown family is a little worse, it is not a big problem, and Ikaruga can lend him a lot of 'strength'!

……

As for this Mr. Peter Davis, Ikaruga eliminated him as soon as he learned more specific information.

He's already written to confess his mistake to the beaver—

"Beaver, you old bastard, you're right, this Peter Davis is a pure playboy who has nothing but a sprawling harem in Fort Laramie! How could the Davis family have such fools! If I bet on him, I'll pay at least 10 times as much as I need......"

On the eve of his letter being sent away, he changed his mind!

"Crescent!" He immediately called the crescent moon over: "Immediately! Right away! Go find me information about that Armand Duval, at all costs, the more detailed the better! ”

Just before the turtledove's convoy entered Fort Laramie, the crescent moon also happened to have finished collecting information and had just arrived at the 'Sailor's House'!

When the crescent moon introduced himself to the turtledove, it was actually the first time that the turtledove heard detailed information about this Monsieur Armand.

After listening to this, there was silence in the tavern for at least 2 minutes.

During these 2 minutes, it was not only Monsieur Armand-Duval's legs that were shaking, but also the turtledove's own legs.

- He found a huge opportunity!

- This opportunity, don't say that let him pay 10 times more chips, even if he pays 10 times more, he also thinks it's worth it!

"Take it easy, old Armand! I have no ill will! ”

So, the turtledove tried his best to control his trembling, and said softly to the old intelligence dealer in front of him.

***

What? The three families of Fort Laramie are unwilling to accept the 'help' of the turtledove?

Scold!

When he received the news that the blood wolf was waving his army south and the waterwheel was leading his troops eastward, the turtledove didn't think it was a problem.