Asuka was panting, his face covered in dust, apparently having just returned from outside the town.

"Sit." Chen Jianqiu picked up his wine glass unhurriedly and pointed to the chair next to him.

Asuka sat down.

"So you talk?" Browning had also drunk a lot, and his face was flushed at the moment.

He burped, picked up his hat on the table, and prepared to get up and head out.

"It's okay, sit down and listen to it together." Chen Jianqiu didn't care at all about Browning's presence, he sent out a sincere invitation.

So Browning sat down again.

"Boss, add a wine glass, add a pot of wine, and cut two catties of beef." Chen Jianqiu shouted behind the counter.

At this time, it was afternoon, and there was no one except Chen Jianqiu's table.

"Okay!" The boss's head popped out of the counter, and he ran into the back kitchen, and after a while, trotted out with beef and wine.

Chen Jianqiu motioned for him to put his things down: "You go to the back kitchen to rest, I'll call you when you check out." ”

The boss nodded repeatedly.

He still trotted towards the house.

Asuka lifted the flask on the table, his mouth to the spout of the flask, and tilted his neck.

A clear liquid flowed down the spout of the flask, forming an arc and into his mouth.

This move made Browning stunned.

Can you drink this wine?

However, Chen Jianqiu knew that when Adam was still in the team, he was willing to accompany him to drink a few sips, except for himself, it was this Indian brother.

After taking a big sip, Asuka wiped his mouth: "I'm dying of thirst." ”

"Got news of Jeronimo?" Chen Jianqiu picked up a piece of beef and put it in his mouth.

"Well, though, he's not in good shape right now." Asuka used chopsticks to Browning half a pound and half a tael, but he poked the beef directly into the beef with chopsticks, skewered it and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Hmm."

In this case, when the two separated, Chen Jianqiu had already expected it.

In previous years, in exchange for Democratic support in Congress, ruling Republicans withdrew most of the federal troops from the southern states.

However, New Mexico is not the same as Arizona, because it is a frontier area, and secondly, the Indians in the territory are always restless.

A federal army has always been stationed here.

Crook is their leader.

However, as long as his side does not raise the banner and openly confront the government, Crook will not trouble him for the time being.

Jerónimo is different.

The Indians have an obsession with their homeland and freedom, and most importantly, they have no space or ability to survive.

There is no suitable land for them to cultivate, and they do not graze, let alone engage in industry and handicrafts.

So, both sides did not die.

"He united two other Apache tribes and carried out raids on settlements in the border areas of New Mexico and Texas." Asuka said.

"Well, that's their former land." Chen Jianqiu nodded.

"But not long ago, Crook took a cavalry team and divided them." Asuka continued, "The garrison of Jeronimo and his allies has been discovered.

"They fought a battle in the Mesilla Valley" and Geronimo they suffered heavy losses. ”

Chen Jianqiu stopped the chopsticks in his hand.

"Are they dead?" His face was a little solemn.

"No, they're fighting and retreating." Asuka shoved the last piece of beef on the plate into his mouth, "I don't know what Crook is thinking, every time he catches up with Geronimo, he won't kill him." ”

"They're just going to wipe out some people, and then let the Indians run on, and then outflank, catch up, and destroy a few more people." Asuka managed to describe it in his own words.

"The guy who raises his own self."

To tell the truth, Crook is really one of the few American generals that Chen Jianqiu knows.

He always teased the Indians like a cat scratching a mouse.

Chen Jianqiu has always felt that if it weren't for the thriving national strength of the United States and the disunity between the Indian tribes, Crook's style would kill him sooner or later.

"Did you see Jeronimo?" Chen Jianqiu asked.

"No, but I met Roczen a week ago." Asuka said, "She brought some people to support Geronimo. ”

"The camp in the mine is still there, and scattered Apache Indians are constantly going there, but Geronimo doesn't dare to go back there for fear of luring American troops there."

"Browning, you say, if we sell another batch of weapons to Jerónimo and them, is there a head? Huh? How did you fall? ”

Chen Jianqiu just wanted to discuss with Browning, but found that this guy was already lying on the table, not knowing whether he was really drunk or fake.

He shook Browning's shoulder with his hand, and saw no movement.

In fact, Browning didn't care that the weapons he designed appeared in the hands of the Indians, he just felt that the cost of selling them to these Indians might not necessarily be recovered.

What do they pay for? Going hunting?

But he also knew the relationship between Jerónimo and Chen Jianqiu, so it was not appropriate to answer like this, so he simply lay down and pretended to be dead.

"Asuka, you go find Jeronimo again and see if you can meet him." Chen Jianqiu said to Asukia, "If Crook doesn't kill him, maybe there will be a chance to fight guerrillas." ”

Asuka received the order and was just about to get up and leave.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves outside the door.

Chen Jianqiu shouted again to the back room: "Boss, cut two more catties of beef!" Pour a bowl of water. ”

The sound of horses' hooves stopped outside the door.

An unkempt Indian, rushed in.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Chen Jianqiu, as if the whole person had collapsed, and I was about to fall.

However, a pair of hands held him.

His body and face were covered with dust, his shoulders were wounded, the scabs were not yet hard, and his hands were still bloody.

"Fetch another basin of water." Chen Jianqiu shouted again into the back room.

The shopkeeper was busy like a spinning top, and came out with a basin of water, and a piece of cloth was placed on the side of the basin.

Browning stopped pretending to be asleep, and he stood up and helped the Indian to the edge of the table.

After some cleaning, Chen Jianqiu recognized that this Indian boy was a soldier from Geronimo's side before, and he had come to Roswell with them before.

He knew a little English, but not much.

"Heavenly Brave, Chief, Danger." The Indian boy gasped and said.

"Don't panic, eat some and speak slowly." Chen Jianqiu stabilized the young man's mood and pushed the bowl of water and beef on the table in front of him.

But how could the young man have the heart to eat, he even talked and gestured, and finally explained the current situation to Chen Jianqiu.

Crook, this time it seems that he really killed him.

He sent cavalry to block Geronimo and the other two tribes in a valley, where he prepared to deal with the Indians.

The continuous assault on the state border during this time made the governor of New Mexico and Scott behind him very unhappy, and he complained to the federal about Crook's behavior.

This makes Crook's position no longer secure.

At the same time, the two tribes also moved their minds, they wanted to make peace with Crook alone.

Therefore, Geronimo's situation was very dangerous, and there were only about twenty people left around him, including those who came from the mine camp to support.

He had to send this Indian boy to take advantage of the night to run out and come to Roswell to ask Chen Jianqiu for help.

Chen Jianqiu thought for a moment, then stood up.

He picked up his glass, drank it down, and took some money out of his pocket and threw it on the table.

"Boss, check out!"

He has already made his decision.

The banner of Indian resistance on the border of New Mexico cannot be overthrown, and Chen Jianqiu cannot tolerate a long-term and stable New Mexico.

Not to mention his friendship with the chief.

No matter how you look at it,

Geronimo, can't die, he must live.

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(End of chapter)