When the horse whistle received the news of the Comanche's request for help, it was already evening, and the people were busy with dinner.

"Your chief was caught by a white man?"

Longhair and a few Comanches were also out of breath on their horses, and he could see that they were in a hurry, so he nodded hurriedly: "The chief took people to the white town in the east to discuss the cancellation of the transaction, but the white mayor suddenly turned his face, caught the chief, and killed several people, fortunately, someone fled back and told me the news in time." ”

"Dear Chief Sleeping Bear, I beg you to help us and rescue our Chief!"

Ma Whistle asked, "How many people are there in that white town?" ”

"We don't know very well, but it shouldn't be more than five hundred," said Longhair. ”

The horse whistle did not immediately agree, but touched his chin for a moment of contemplation, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing this, Changmao couldn't help but hurriedly said: "Since the white people have turned their faces, the transaction has naturally not been canceled, and the large tracts of land in this vicinity nominally belong to them, and you definitely don't want to see such a situation." ”

After a pause, he added, "Moreover, the Sleeping Bear Clan was slaughtered by a group of white people back then, and as far as I know, most of that group of white people came from this town...... Don't you want revenge? In addition, the people in this town are very rich, and I believe that after you go, you will definitely have a lot of gains. ”

This made Ma Whistle a little surprised: "Where did you get this news?" I mean the slaughter. ”

Apparently without a reliable source, Long Hair explained, "They are the closest stronghold to here, and they must be the most suspicious, which is common sense." ”

"You're right." The horse whistle nodded, but still didn't seem to agree to the rescue.

Longhair seemed to have finally made up his mind, gritted his teeth and said in an extremely solemn tone: "Respected Sleeping Bear Chief, the aboriginal son of the sky, as long as you can rescue our chief, the Twin Wolf Clan is willing to agree to any conditions you have!" ”

"Any conditions?" Ma Whistle frowned.

"Any conditions!" Longhair said firmly.

The Twin Wolf Clan doesn't matter anymore, after the continuous blows of horse plague and whites, they are now in a state of peril, as long as they can get a glimmer of life, they are willing to agree to any conditions.

Moreover, Ma Whistle's righteous act of freeing the Arapaho people was in front of him, and he believed that the Sleeping Bear Clan would not make too much demand, at most, the two wolves would merge into the Sleeping Bear.

"Okay, let's do it tonight." The horse whistle finally nodded in agreement.

In fact, he had wanted to do this for a long time.

Not three minutes ago, but three years ago, since he learned that there was a white town in the southeast, he had been thinking about it from time to time, but he had not had this strength before.

Now that the Sleeping Bear Clan has a population of more than 1,000 and is armed elite, he has also become a chieftain, and he originally planned to find a time to trouble this group of white people.

The Indians were too scarce in all kinds of supplies. Ma Whistle hopes to bring this stone civilization into the electric civilization within twenty years, which is simply impossible if it is only on the Indians themselves.

He had to get resources from the white world, a lot of resources.

Later, when the clansmen were having dinner, Ma Sentry made a war mobilization, gathered more than 100 soldiers, and galloped south after eating and drinking.

The Twin Wolf Clan also sent twenty warriors, which was their limit, and after sending these warriors, their women and children had to pick up bows and arrows to defend their homes.

After a hurried march......

The horse whistle looked down at his pocket watch.

Two o'clock in the morning.

They were already close to the white man's town, and in the darkness of the night, the outlines of some buildings in front of them could be faintly seen, as well as the woods around the town.

Of course, Ma Shou knew that he was only seeing it, and that no one else should be able to see these things yet.

I don't know if it's because of his talent, or because the nutritional exercise plan he made at the beginning is too effective, or both, but he is not only tall and strong, but his senses and reaction speed are also significantly sharper than ordinary people.

Ma Sentry estimated that his vision at night was more than a third farther than almost everyone else.

A third may not seem like much, but it is deadly enough in a night fight, because it means that within a certain range, his enemies are no different from a blind man.

This gap widens further when the enemy is white — white people have more night blindness.

Many Indians like to eat beef liver, even raw, vitamin A is naturally full, and night blindness is very rare. Whites, by contrast, are at a disadvantage in this regard.

"Cheer up." "Once we've got rid of the white sentinels, we'll rush into town and grab their mayor...... Remember the words I taught you in English? ”

"Yes." The elders beside him said in stiff English, "Put down your arms, raise your hands, surrender and don't kill, that's what you say." ”

"That's right, it's all ready. Not far ahead, there were white sentinels. The sentry had seen two men with guns standing at the entrance to the town, and the other had apparently not seen him.

He bent his bow and arrows, and the warriors behind him did the same.

"Put."

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen arrows shot out, and the two white men were hit by several arrows and were pierced through their throats, and they fell to the ground one after another, barely making a big movement.

After successfully defeating the sentinels, in the dead of night, the horse sentry immediately led the people into the town, and soon surrounded the mansion located in the center of the town, as well as several more elaborate residences nearby.

It was only at this point that someone finally noticed them, but unfortunately it was too late.

"It's the Indians!" A scream of fear broke the silence of the night.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

A dense burst of gunfire, the screams and wails of the whites, and the lame English cries of the Apache warriors: "Surrender or kill!" ”

"Put down your arms, raise your hands, surrender and don't kill!"

"Lay down your arms!"

A huge uproar swept through the town, and the mayor Thomas, of course, was also awakened at the first time.

"Damn it!" He cursed and rolled over, and without caring about his clothes, he quickly picked up his gun and rushed out of the room.

As soon as he rushed out of the room, a little boy of six or seven years old ran over crying: "Dad! ”

Thomas hurriedly hugged his son: "Don't be afraid, my child, Dad will definitely drive away these barbarians!" ”

That being said, the unusually dense gunfire outside made his face pale.

He habitually measured it by rifles, and the intensity of the gunfire made him think that there might be three hundred Indians attacking all parts of town.

How could there be so many Indians!

Moreover, these Indians actually say "surrender or kill" in English!

It's so ridiculous that Thomas prefers to believe that it's nothing more than an outrageous nightmare.

At this moment, in the darkness, a tall figure suddenly turned into the aisle in front of him.

Thomas noticed this figure and hurriedly raised his gun to shoot, but unfortunately the other party's reaction was faster and the strength was amazing, and in an instant, he rushed to the arrow and snatched his rifle!