Can a soaked towel protect against chlorine?

Turtledoves don't know either.

In his previous life, he grew up in a peaceful era, and was so well protected that he had never even seen chlorine gas. Occasionally, I hear about a chlorine leak at a chemical plant, which doesn't make the headlines.

At that time, I only thought that 996 was the biggest pain, and being pressed by the mortgage and not being able to marry a wife was the most tragic thing.

But now it seems that it is really better to be a peace dog than a troubled world, there are too many things that cannot help yourself!

"This thing really works, doesn't it?" Towards the end of the meeting, Zaniu asked again.

Before the turtledove could speak, the beaver and the fifteen-dollar arm were placed on his shoulders almost simultaneously.

The beaver laughed at sitting on the cow for being uneducated, "Haha, sitting on the cow, go back and read more!" This stuff works! ”

Fifteen dollars also said, "Don't worry, no problem!" ”

……

In the twilight, a new plan for Butterfly was reborn.

Its name is still 'Butterfly', but the butterfly's wings are not blooming and flying like they used to be, but are curled up together, like the last movement of a butterfly before flapping its wings.

The Tonatiu Legion will still go south!

Shulotel will go against the grain and head east!

The Red Cloud Militia will be intercepted between Randburg and Livingston, and the camera moves!

Whitestone will assemble a new team of 5,000 people and head towards Livingston!

Two days later, after sunset on January 18th, a general assault will be launched on Livingston!

On that night, all the forces of the Great Plains belonging to the Indians will be gathered together, clenched into a fist, and smashed into Livingston.

Whether it is victory or defeat, no one knows.

However, this battle is a battle that everyone must fight.

To expel Fremont!

In order for the Indians to truly gain a foothold in the Great Plains!

In order that the Indians could have a foothold and a place to breathe in the years of war to come!

For the sake of the next generation of Indians, they will not have to fight with their lives like them, knowing that they can't fight!

They have no choice!

***

Whitestone sent three messengers to Griffin Fortress, delivering the same order.

When the first wave of messengers arrived at Griffin Fortress, the Blood Wolf was marching east with his men and more than a thousand British troops. This guy always likes to be one step ahead, but he can walk on the turtledove's planned route every time.

The second wave of messengers met the blood wolves ten kilometers east of the Griffin Fortress, only to see the procession of mountains and fields like a herd of migrating bison, and they forced the snow-covered mountains out of the puffs of smoke and dust.

By the time the third wave of messengers arrived at the Blood Wolves, they were almost at Weze's camp.

The blood wolf also replied three letters to the turtledove.

The first letter was very long, and it said that the Indians were able to have the situation they have today, all because of the turtledove's central dispatch and command. Although Livingston is strong, it is enough to rely on the two legions of Shulotel and Tonatyus, and if it is not enough, it is also possible to add Red Cloud. I hope that Ikaruga will not leave White Rock City easily and fall into a dangerous situation.

The second letter was very short, and it said that the Shulotel army would arrive on the battlefield before 5 p.m. on the 18th, and hoped that the rest of the troops would not move until then.

There are only two simple words on the third letter, "Got it"! But the blood wolf said to the messenger who gave the order, go back and tell Fifteen Dollars, the beaver, the crescent moon, and the sitting ox, if there is any mistake in the turtledove, after this battle, no matter whether it is won or lost, Shulotel will still have a soldier, and he will first attack the White Rock City, slaughter the city, and no matter what the revival of the Indians does!

Earlier, the blood wolf was still laughing with the British officer, and after the army passed Weize, the blood wolf did not have a good word to say to the British officer: "If you don't fight hard, the first person to kill is you capricious villains!" ”

After the British officer was killed, he even urged his corporal to rush forward regardless of life and death, and for a while, he was even more brave than the soldiers of Shulotel's headquarters.

It is said that since ancient times, hunters have relied on themselves for three points and dogs for seven points.

And so it was.

……

The heralds to Whitefish Town also went to three groups of men, each of which was divided into two lines: light and dark.

The bright line is a three-man cavalry, relying on the speed of the horse; The dark line is the practice of imitating the sun, day and night, although the speed is extremely slow, but it is safe.

By the time the watermill received the order, it had already reached noon on the 17th.

The messenger hadn't recognized the watermill at first, until a guy with a face covered in pus, covered in gauze, and smelling of strong alcohol, spoke to him, and he suddenly understood that the man in front of him was the commander of the Tonathius Legion, the waterwheel!

The messenger gave the letter to the waterwheel, which read it through the codebook, and when he said to him, "You don't need to go back to your life, but go south with me!" ”

The messenger remained in the Tonatiu regiment and was incorporated into a cavalry corps.

The messenger found that the whole cavalry was fine on his own, and the rest were either lying in bed and unable to get up, or they were like waterwheels, wrapped all over their bodies in bandages, and covered with the strong smell of alcohol.

They ate at about 12 noon and set up camp at about 1 p.m.

All those who could still move on their feet followed the team, leaving only 5 people to take care of the remaining more than 1,000 wounded in Whitefish Town.

Before the team left, the cavalry captain handed him a white cloth.

The Messenger asked, confused, "What is this for?" ”

"Take it!" The cavalry captain said, "When you get to the battlefield, if you find yellow smoke rising from the opposite side, cover this in your mouth and nose!" ”

"Yellow smoke?" The messenger looked at the pustule on the captain's hand, "Is this the result of yellow smoke?" ”

"Yes."

"What's the use of covering your mouth and nose?"

The Captain of the Cavalry laughed twice and said, "Mr. Messenger, you don't want your enemies to see you rolling on the ground, do you?" ”

The messenger took the letter suspiciously, followed the example of a soldier of Tonatyus, and wrapped it around his arm.

Tonatiu's team was not moving too fast, and at nightfall they came to the bottom of a hill, but stopped to rest.

The messenger was about to ask what was going on, when someone told them to hurry up and drink a bowl of hot soup, saying that they were going to climb the mountain later!

The messenger's gun-wielding hand shook and shivered from the inside out.

When he was ordered to come to Whitefish Town yesterday to deliver the letter, he knew that this trip was a life of death, but he did not hesitate at all.

But now that he learned that he would follow the soldiers of Tonathiu over the 3,000-meter-high Bear's Tooth Mountain behind him, the messenger hesitated in surprise.

He quickly found the cavalry captain and raised his doubts.

"Captain, do you know how tall this mountain is?"

"Yes."

"Captain, do you know that there are perennial glaciers and snow on the mountain peaks?"

"Yes."

"Do you really think ...... Can we climb over this mountain overnight? ”

"Why not?" The Horse Captain laughed and said, "Just go over this hill and we'll be able to get it in Livingston from behind his ass!" ”

The messenger thinks that these guys with bandages up and down are crazy!

No wonder it is always called 'White Devil' by the United States in Whitefish Town!