Chen Jianqiu rode on the black radish, looking at the town entrance that had been blown into ruins from a distance.

It was silent now, no groaning, no shouting, only the "crackling" sound of burning wood.

He had said to Browning that he was half dead, and that he had included the "temporary" Ku Klux Klan, who were still being chased by cattle and had run away early.

Rather than showing pity for the townsfolk who were fighting for the tigers, he intended to keep Browning's gun shop here for the time being.

These bastards are dead, who are the guns sold to? Who did the people sent by Zhang Danian protect?

As for Thomas and his descendants, they still have to die.

Come out and mix, talk and count.

It's just a pity for the carriage and the two horses.

"Chen, aren't you going to clean up the battlefield? I couldn't believe they were dead without seeing the bodies of Thomas and the mayor, a cockroach who had survived Gettysburg and an old fox. ”

Danny asked, as he straightened his saddle behind him.

Chen Jianqiu had just told them the specific situation, and when he mentioned Thomas, Danny suddenly remembered something.

He knew Thomas, and they had served together in the Confederate Army.

This man was notorious and extremely arrogant during his time in the Confederate Army. The only time the two crossed paths was during a battle in the Civil War, when Thomas led a group of his men to ask for guilt because he thought Danny's artillery fire was inadequate.

Then he was knocked off his chin by Danny and limped out of the artillery camp, but the man continued to charge with the soldiers the next day like no one else.

He didn't quite believe that this Thomas could just die.

"LeBron Jordan, have you heard of it?" Chen Jianqiu suddenly asked, this is the name of the mayor of the town, Browning told him.

Danny recalled, shaking his head, he never remembered.

Chen Jianqiu nodded, he didn't expect to find the answer from Danny, the name was obviously a fake name.

"Thomas will have someone to clean him up." Chen Jianqiu lifted the reins, "As for the mayor, he will come to us." ”

……

Thomas felt like he was dying, one of his arms was unconscious, and he was still bleeding outward.

Ten minutes ago, when he saw two horses frantically dragging an unmanned carriage from the shadows again, he had already realized that the end was coming.

His men were dead, wounded, and the rest of the people who had regained consciousness were preparing to flee just like themselves.

No one could stop this wagon full of explosives at all.

Years of experience in surviving on the battlefield caused him to fall behind a wounded man who was still moaning.

He used the man's body to cover his torso.

The shock wave of the explosion and the remaining iron projectiles on the car were overwhelming.

Thomas felt like his internal organs were about to crack, and there was a sharp pain in his calf.

I felt dizzy again.

By the time he regained consciousness, the scene was filled with smoke and silence.

Thomas did not dare to speak directly, and lay there pretending to be dead, afraid that the devil on the black horse would follow the sound and shoot him from behind the smoke.

But nothing happened.

Thomas's hand groped for the ground, and he found a broken log that had been blown off the ground.

He found that his injured calf could still move, so he didn't care about breaking the barb on the wood, held on to the log, and stood up with all his strength.

His strong desire to survive made him burst out with amazing strength, and he dragged the half-crippled body with one hand to move towards the house that had not yet been burned.

He leaned against the wall and moved forward with difficulty for dozens of meters, and the half of his body could no longer bear the weight of his body, and his supporting legs went weak and fell to the corner of the wall.

"MD, Joseph, you bastard, you tricked me, I'm going to kill you, MD." Thomas leaned against the wall and gasped, cursing in his mouth.

This damn Virginian, somehow mixed up with the mayor of the town, lied to himself that he could find everything he wanted when he came here.

Yes, guns, he gave; people, he also gave.

But he didn't tell himself that there were a few more people of color who were out of their minds.

He didn't expect these people to be so strong in combat.

Damn Lincoln, damn Andrew Johnson, damn the politicians, all the guys who put these people of color in.

While Thomas was still leaning against the wall and cursing, a white horse appeared in front of him.

Jumping from a horse is a woman in a dark red dress.

Thomas couldn't see her face clearly, but there was a glimmer of life in his heart.

"Hey, girl! Save my girl! Thomas shouted at the woman with all his might, "I'm a resident of this town, and Mayor Jordan can prove it for me." ”

But when the woman approached, Thomas's pupils dilated.

Only then did he see clearly that the reason why the woman's skirt was dark red was because it was stained with blood.

The next second, he was speechless.

A dagger slashed through his throat, and he fell limply to the ground.

After confirming that the target in front of her was dead, the woman pulled out the bounty from the clothes inside and compared it with his face.

She took a piece of cloth from her horse, wrapped Thomas's body, tied it with rope, and placed it on the horse's back.

The woman turned over her horse and glanced in the direction of the barn outside the town, hesitated for a moment,

Eventually, however, she turned her horse's head around and left the town.

……

The next day, the townspeople opened the doors of their homes in trepidation, and the night they had endured had been horrified the previous night.

They hid in their houses, listening to the gunfire and explosions outside, praying for the dawn to come.

But the scene outside the door was still beyond their imagination.

There were some corpses in white robes lying in the streets, and even a few bulls wandering around in a daze.

There were a few more people in the courtyard who fell to the ground and groaned, and these people they still knew, and some of them were their neighbors.

When the confused people came to the entrance of the town, they were stunned by the sight in front of them.

It was like a war was going on, and the houses along the street were blown up and burned; The ground was littered with corpses and stumps, and some of them knew the corpses that they could still distinguish their appearances, and some of them did not.

The ground had turned to pitch black; There were a few embers still burning, and the air at the entrance of the town that had been scorched all night was still warm.

Residents then received another piece of news that shocked them.

The mayor is gone.

The mayor of the town, who was supposed to appear in time after such a night and stabilize the overall situation, not only did not appear in front of the townspeople, but disappeared inexplicably, and with him, there was also the town's judge.

For a while, the residents panicked, and everyone was a little overwhelmed.

At this time, Mr. Browning, who currently had the most guns in town, stepped forward, calmed the mood and cleaned up the mess on the street with the residents.

The townsfolk unanimously embraced Mr. Browning as their new mayor, and although he had only been here for a short time, he seemed to be a very reliable and capable man.

But Monsieur Browning politely declined the kindness of the people, and in his words, he was only a businessman, and a businessman should do the business of a businessman.

But at his urging, the "respectable" former sheriff, Mr. Sigmund Cohen, became the new mayor of the town.

According to Browning's account, Mr. Cohen was undaunted last night and led his hired gunmen to resolutely fight the incoming Ku Klux Klan, thwarting their attempt to raze the town to the ground and preventing them from attacking the local Jews and other townspeople.

Only the proud Sigmund himself knew that his mayor had exchanged all his property and the Chinese with the cowboy hat.

Whatever, the money was robbed by the Ku Klux Klan, and his head is still around his neck.

Everything will be fine.

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(End of chapter)