Bang bang! Bang bang!

Woola! Woola!

"Prepare! Open fire!"

"Ah Suku! Raisu..."

The sun shone brightly, the world was bright, the sound of gunfire, the neighing of horses, the whistle of the Americans, and the howling of the Indians filled the sky above Las Vegas. The land that had just been quiet for a while was awakened by horse hooves and footsteps, and a large amount of blood was irrigated here.

If there is a spirit in this land, it will definitely lament its misfortune... Can you humans change places and make trouble?

"C Company Come with me! Go forward!"

"Kill! Kill them all!"

The war quickly tilted towards the favorable direction of the US military. The Pueblos, who had just occupied Las Vegas for a few days, could no longer withstand it, so they had to flee in all directions.

In fact, before leaving here, Li Mengyang told Geronimo that this city cannot be defended at all. The terrain is flat and there is no danger to defend. You Indians have been several generations away from the US military. How can you play?

Geronimo listened to Li Mengyang's suggestion and told the Pueblos, but they insisted on occupying it here because it was their place. Hundreds of years ago, before the Spanish came, it was their home.

They were too persistent and had no choice but to pay a huge price.

"Where is the Lance Squadron?...I just ordered to blow up the platform, why didn't there be any cannons?... Very good! Gentlemen, we will win a big victory!"

Longstreet, who was riding on a horse and commanding the entire army majestic, actually had unbearable pain in his abdomen, but now he had to show the calmness, decisiveness and demeanor of a commander...

I really lost my face before, Colonel Longstreet has never been so miserable in his life!

Well, he hasn't finished his life, but as General Robert Lee's capable subordinate, Longstreet has never suffered any losses and will win every battle. But unexpectedly, this time he was responsible for the logistics of the entire army, and he was actually subject to dozens of people... No, that was definitely a group of well-trained, hundreds of Indians, and whites...

Alas, where did white people come from?

Longstreet was pretending to be dead at that time. The Indian was too impulsive. As a warrior who had been through the battlefield, Longstreet also reacted quickly. Therefore, he was not killed by the Indians on the spot, but his abdominal injuries were not light. Fortunately, after he got through, he found several of his subordinates and they ran away in the chaos.

It was really too chaotic at that time. The Indians rushed back and forth and messed up everything. Although Longstreet heard someone wanting to restrain the troops, it seemed that it was the guy named "Eastwood", it was obvious that everything was in vain.

The Indians are primitive people who are not civilized!

But no matter what, Colonel Longstreet took a chance this time, but he had already thought about it, just a large army, and there were white people among them to help, so he deceived us. The enemy was too despicable and shameless!

It's a good word, just like he often tells others that he is a descendant of a Dutch farmer, but in fact, this is to cover up his embarrassing history as the second place in West Point Military Academy, and that is the countdown.

Longstreet himself was not clear. Others saw through his lies early in the morning, because West Point Military Academy has only more than 40 places per year at the current stage, and this military academy is given to students. Can a descendant of a farmer enter such a military academy? To be precise, if you want to enter West Point Military Academy, you don’t need to take the exam, but you must have a letter of recommendation from a big shot, such as state congressmen, congressmen, or seniors in the military. Anyway, the bigger the background, the better... To put it bluntly, you must go through the back door.

Fortunately, the situation at this time just confirmed Longstreet's statement. Are there hundreds of Indians in Las Vegas now? It seems that there are thousands of them.

"Run!" Longstreet had already stepped into Las Vegas. He led the way and dismounted to command the battle. But with a puff, his feet became weak, as if he had stepped on something.

It was a piece of newspaper, and the newspaper had been rubbed so it could only be described as a piece of paper.

"Damn it!" When Longstreet wanted to tear the damn newspaper that scared him, he suddenly saw a word, Eastwood!

Few people call this name, "The Wood in the East"? Isn't this telling others about their origins? Although Smith and Hammer are both the same, one is a blacksmith and the other is a hammer.

But it must be this guy, yes, it's this bastard, Eastwood, and its full name seems to be Clint Eastwood!

Yes, Longstreet said that he had a good memory at the critical moment, and that's what those guys called him, and this person must be the enemy commander of this battle, and he was also a robber and a criminal!

That's great, my miserable experience has the most reasonable explanation.

God bless!

Colonel Longstreet is thanking God for being able to maintain his face so perfectly. Isn’t this what the omniscient and omnipotent God gave him?

"Ahhh!"

"Save me!"

"God! It hurts so much!"

The battle in Las Vegas was coming to an end soon. The Indians could run away, and those who couldn't run died. As for the US military, there were naturally many wounded people, just at this moment.

"Mr. Colonel!" A commissar came over on a horse.

"What's the matter?" Colonel Longstreet had recovered his glory, and he was quite majestic at this time.

"YES, SIR! We found a letter at the post office! It's strange!"

"Hmm? What a strange way?"

"It was sent to General Robert Lee!"

"What?"

Longstreet, who was still very majestic just now, was stunned for a moment because this letter was actually given to the current supreme commander of the US military in the Midwest. This was simply too strange!

It should be said that General Robert Lee is not just the supreme commander of the US military in the Midwest. The current veteran general Scott is old and too obese. Many people do not know this. The current command orders are issued by Robert Lee. The veteran general is very relieved. As a loyal subordinate of Robert Lee, how could Longstreet not know?

Therefore, the de facto Supreme Commander of the US Army is General Robert Lee!

"Where is your faith?"

"here."

Longstreet snatched it up all at once and then opened it apart, "It might be the Indian conspiracy, oh no, it was the Clint Eastwood's conspiracy!" The descendants of the 'Dutch Farmer' also explained.

"Dear Father..." But when Longstreet saw the content of the letter, his face changed drastically!

No, this matter must be reported to General Robert Lee, and it must not be made public!

...

Eleanor didn't know that the letter she left to her father would have such a significant impact on a colonel. In fact, she just wanted to tell her father that she was safe and that she had gone to see the West in her dream, so don't worry.

Of course, she didn't know, so naturally she wouldn't care. Eleanor was more interested in a funeral, a funeral held in the Indian tribe.

"Today is an important day!" He spoke with Li Mengyang. He was surrounded by many people at this time, including Indians, Chinese, Irish, Xiaoshanzi, and the little girl Eleanor.

Everyone formed a semicircle, and Li Mengyang was right in front of them, so that everyone could hear what he said.

"The reason why today is important is because we gather here, gather here, and pay tribute to the deceased." Li Mengyang said very emotionally, and he used English, which is to hope that more people can understand. "These individuals, the people in the pit, lie there not because of their own greed! It is not because of their own fault! It is because of us! They died for us! They died for our cause! Therefore, today, we must pay the highest respect for their death! We should not call their death death, but for sacrifice! They sacrifice for us!"

I have to say that Li Mengyang's speech was very touching and meaningful, so profound that many people can't understand it.

Sacrifice? The word "sacrifice" seems to have more religious significance now, right?

But fortunately, Li Mengyang said it again in Chinese. In fact, his main purpose is to let his compatriots understand the meaning of sacrifice!

Puff, puff... shovels of soil were sent into the big pit, burying the victims.

The funeral was over, but some things were not over.

"This is how our trophy distribution is because we did not make any regulations. This is my fault, but in the future, we must follow a principle, that is, first take it into public ownership, and then make unified distribution. This is a must!"

Li Mengyang is talking to Matthew, Yang Guangren and others about this key distribution issue.

Yes, there are a lot of spoils seized this time, so how to divide this thing is definitely a big problem. The most important thing is that Li Mengyang didn't think about this from the beginning. He thought about how to "go down the river" from the beginning, but now people are very realistic and they are all staring at these seizures.

They did the Indians' portion by themselves, but the rest would be difficult to do.

"Received to public ownership? Uniform distribution? Then what the hell?" Matthew was obviously not interested in this distribution method.

"Brother Li, these brothers were beaten to death, but if you have good things, you won't give them this..." Yang Guangren couldn't understand it either.

"Hey~Where is this revolutionary team?" Li Mengyang complained in his heart, but this is the situation now. At this moment, Li Mengyang had made up his mind to educate them well in the future, but now, hey~
Chapter completed!