America 1881: Legend of the West

Since the night in Montrose is chaotic now, it might as well make it a little more chaotic.

Chen Jianqiu turned to the backyard, where Teresa's carriage was parked.

When we came out of Pitkin, the car was loaded with a lot of stuff.

The valuables were taken back to the hotel, and the necessities were moved to the gun shop's warehouse.

The guns, which were intended to be brought to Zhang Danian, had all been unloaded into the warehouse, waiting to be inspected and maintained.

So now all that's left in the car is a pile of explosives and iron projectiles wrapped tightly in thick paper.

These explosives were non-standard explosives that Clark found from somewhere. They did not have detonators. They were filled with black powder as ignition powder and ignited with fuses.

This detonation method is very mysterious. Either the amount of medicine is not enough to misfire, or the amount of medicine is too much and it is extremely uncontrollable.

Mr. Nobel, who was far away on the other side of the Atlantic, first thought of this method twenty years ago, and then sent his brother to the sky with his own hands.

Danny was initially very reluctant to carry these unstable contraptions, but Teresa insisted.

The old couple had a theoretical exchange about this car of explosives, from physics to chemistry to ethics, and the conclusion was that Danny had a slap mark on his face.

"Jerry! Where's the horse?" Chen Jianqiu shouted into the store.

Jerry ran out in a panic, took out two pack horses from the stable, and hitched the carriage to them.

"You drive!" Chen Jianqiu got on the horse and said to Jerry.

"Boss, please let me go. I don't even have the guts to do it." Jerry turned around and ran away, with a cry in his voice.

But after taking a few steps, I felt my body rising into the air.

Chen Jianqiu lifted him up and threw him into the driver's seat of the carriage.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die. You remind me of another beloved friend of mine. I just saved him a few dozen minutes ago." He said to Jerry seriously.

With a sad face, Jerry drove the carriage and followed Chen Jianqiu toward the entrance of the town.

At this time, the battle at the entrance of the town has also entered a fever pitch.

As a captain who had served in the Confederate Army, Thomas showed that his meal in the army was not in vain.

After experiencing the initial panic when the herd appeared, he quickly gathered his core armed forces and launched a formation based on the nearest residential buildings at the entrance of the town.

The herds of cattle had dispersed, and some had already rushed into the streets of the town. The remaining ones that were still rampaging at the entrance of the town were already under the gunpoint of the Ku Klux Klan.

Thomas gathered a few large-caliber shotguns and handed them to the gangsters who were hiding in the houses closest to the street.

This thing is the ultimate weapon against bulls.

Previously, a crazy bull rushed towards Thomas from a distance. The captain fired all 13 bullets from his rifle into the bull before it fell to the ground a few meters away from him.

The shotgun went off, and a bull was hit by bullets from three different directions. Before it died, it crashed into a stack of iron barrels on the corner of the street.

The iron barrels rolled in all directions at the entrance of the town. Two barrels contained kerosene. The liquid flowing out of them ignited when it met the burning firewood scattered on the ground.

The town entrance suddenly burst into flames, and the night was illuminated like day.

Shots were fired one after another, and the remaining bullocks fell one after another. But along with them, those who continued to fall were the Klansmen who shot around Thomas.

Asuka and the others were still hiding near the barn, sniping at Thomas' men in the dark.

A Klansman stood on the second floor and shot a dying bull below. But with the sound of a gunshot, his body froze, he climbed over the wooden railing, and fell from the second floor.

"Hey, Bird, you hit another one." Sean, who was hiding behind the fence, said excitedly to the Indian behind the manger.

After Teresa's inspection, he found nothing serious, so he put on a cloth bag and ran to the front to watch the fun.

But before he finished speaking, a dense burst of bullets was fired in their direction, smashing the manger into pieces.

Asuka couldn't dodge, and a flying piece of debris pierced his arm.

The gun in the Indian's hand fell off, and Danny behind him quickly threw away the gun in his hand, dragged him behind, and handed it to Teresa.

After dealing with those pesky bulls, Thomas finally had his hands free to deal with the attackers on the stable side.

These bastards have caused him to lose almost all of his temporary gang members, and a dozen of his direct troops were killed or injured by their guns.

At this time, the scene at the entrance of the town was like hell. Dozens of people were lying on the open ground. Some were holding their wounds and moaning, and some were motionless. Some of them died from the impact of the cattle, but more Most of them were shot by Thomas's men or trampled to death by the crowd.

The sparks scattered everywhere have grown and grown, burning all kinds of flammable materials they can come into contact with.

The two wooden houses at the front were also on fire. The poor owners of the houses had already ran out, and were kneeling and wailing in front of the flames all over the sky not far away.

"Shut up!" Thomas, who was in a bad mood, was annoyed by the wailing. He turned around and "rewarded" the man with a shot, and the man fell to the ground with a plop.

Minutes before, he had lost his home; minutes later, his life.

Thomas was in no mood to care about this. He had seen this scene many times.

Twenty years ago, at Gettysburg, he led his troops to charge with General Pickett. After an hour of rifle volleys and artillery bombardment, the people around him stopped ten times and three times, and there were people all over the place. Limbs and corpses.

A few years ago, in South Carolina, he led his gang and burned down a black settlement. No one was released alive inside. He still stood on the small mound, chatting and laughing with the people around him. He even joked to his men that he smelled meat.

Where is this?

"They're all over there in the barn, kill them all!" Thomas shouted.

The remaining dozens of people are all the elite among the elite, and some of them escaped from South Carolina with him.

The iron barrels that had been hit by the bull were scattered on the street, the wooden pillars that were knocked to the ground, and even the bull's body became bunkers for the Ku Klux Klan. They used them to build barricades in the direction of the barn. shooting.

Only then did Asuka and the others realize that due to the wind, the flames had extended towards the barn.

Their side has been illuminated, and darkness is no longer their advantage. Moreover, if the flames continue to burn like this, sooner or later this side will become a sea of ​​fire.

Adam loaded his rifle with bullets again, and he glanced at Asuka and Sean behind him, who had lost their fighting power.

"Should we retreat towards the church first?" Danny bent down and rushed to Adam's side. He leaned against the corner with a gun, looking for an opportunity to fight back.

But the dense bullets from the opposite side suppressed his body and he was unable to turn around.

"I'm afraid the other side doesn't want to let us pass." Adam ran to the other side of the barn, turned around and fired a four-shot burst, hitting three people on the opposite side, but was immediately hit back by a wave of volleys from the opposite side, and was almost killed hit.