America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 144 Cracks
Chen Jianqiu rushed towards the mine without stopping.

A few kilometers away from the mine, he suddenly saw at a fork in the road not far away, Asuka was riding a horse and looking forward to the road sign.

Seeing Chen Jianqiu, Asuka rode his horse to meet him in his direction.

"Boss, you are finally back!" Asuka came to Chen Jianqiu and let out a long sigh of relief.

"What's wrong?" Chen Jianqiu sensed something was wrong very sensitively.

"If you don't come back, I think Danny and the others will fight the Apache people." Asuka frowned.

"Let's go!" Chen Jianqiu didn't say much, and flew back with Asuka.

Along the way, they encountered several hidden sentries set up by Geronimo near the mine, and Chen Jianqiu found that the number of hidden sentries had increased a lot.

They all came out from their hiding places and greeted Chen Jianqiu respectfully.

The gate of the mine was closed tightly. Luo Cen, who was on duty on the front guard tower, saw Chen Jianqiu from a distance, hurriedly got down from the guard tower, and opened the gate.

Chen Jianqiu got off the horse, handed the black radish to Asuka, and walked in with Luo Cen in a busy manner.

There are quite a few people in the stronghold, and the Apache people are all busy with their own affairs. Some of them are fetching water, some are arranging fodder, and some are repairing equipment.

But when Chen Jianqiu passed by them, they all stopped what they were doing without exception, stood up and saluted Chen Jianqiu.

"Crook's cavalry regiment discovered our original cave. Our soldiers exchanged fire with their vanguard, but suffered a loss. Fortunately, there were not too many casualties. Their troops are searching this area."

"Where are you chiefs?" Chen Jianqiu asked as he walked.

"They're in the old Mexican's house, discussing what to do next."

When the two came outside the house, they heard violent quarrels coming from inside the house, one with a strong southern accent and the other with Apache tribal dialect.

"I said it! I know them. If we don't stop a few kilometers to the north, they will find this place soon! By then we will be meat in a can!" said the southern accent.

"Our warriors are not afraid of fighting, but they are not proficient in using weapons. You have seen the results of the last battle! We are good at harassing, not blocking! We don't have enough manpower!" The Indian accent retorted.

"That's because you launched an early attack in the west!" The southern accent raised its tone.

"It's obvious that you were late in firing. If we hadn't repelled the ten or so people from the west, none of you would have been able to escape!" Indian's tone became anxious, and his English began to be slurred, which made it difficult for people to understand.

"Turtledove!" roared another majestic voice.

The house fell silent in an instant.

Chen Jianqiu stepped into the room, and he looked inside the room.

The atmosphere in the room is a bit depressing.

There was a sloppy map on the table, and the people who had the quarrel were the tall Danny and Geronimo's second-in-command, Turtledove, who were standing on both sides of the table and looking at each other.

Danny's face was as flushed as he always was when he was emotional; Turtledove was young and vigorous, panting heavily, staring at the opposite person angrily.

The chief of the Apache, Geronimo, was sitting on a chair by the table. He had just stopped his subordinates, and his face was not very good at this time.

Teresa was half-sitting in a chair, considering whether to persuade her husband; Adam sank in the chair as usual, with the brim of his hat drooping to cover his face, and said nothing; Holmes huddled in a corner Sitting on a chair next to him, he looked at his notes to himself, turning a deaf ear to everything that happened in the room.

As for the black Sean, he looked at Geronimo for a while, and then at Danny for a while, with an awkward smile on his face, wondering if he should say some witty words to ease the atmosphere.

"Don't you want to hear the good news?" Chen Jianqiu threw the box on the table and pressed the map.

Seeing Chen Jianqiu, everyone in the room relaxed, and Teresa let out a long sigh of relief. He was really afraid that his husband would be unable to hold back his bullish temper.

A smile appeared on Geronimo's face, he stood up and gave Chen Jianqiu a big hug.

"My good brother, you are finally back." He put his arms around Chen Jianqiu's shoulders, "Come on, let's go out and talk."

The two went outside the house.

Chen Jianqiu took out a cigarette and handed one to the chief. He found that he was used to roll-your-own cigarettes without filters in this era.

Sometimes, he is not very good at breathing, but he just feels that there is something missing in his hand when he is thinking.

"Crook found us." Geronimo sucked in his eyes, and said to Chen Jianqiu worriedly, "We got into a fight, but..."

"Yes, Luo Cen told me." Chen Jianqiu nodded.

"Those white-skinned guys wanted my head, and I'm really sorry for involving you." Geronimo smiled apologetically at Chen Jianqiu.

"We are on the same boat." Chen Jianqiu patted Geronimo on the shoulder, "It's okay, we will find a solution."

They are all people who live in the cracks of the western white world, and sooner or later they will be a thorn in Crook's side.

What's more, he was counting on these Indians to help him find the treasure.

"After losing the battle, everyone must have thoughts in their hearts, so let's find a way to boost morale," Chen Jianqiu said.

After getting a positive answer from Chen Jianqiu, the chief was relieved.

Chen Jianqiu suddenly seemed to remember something, and said to the chief: "By the way, I haven't finished what I said in the room just now. I bought two thousand dollars for you in Astana and exchanged it for gold bars. You can find a gold bar first." Trustworthy people keep it, and if you find a suitable settlement later, it can be used as a settling fee."

Geronimo was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what to say.

After the cigarette was finished, Chen Jianqiu threw the remaining half of the cigarette on the ground.

"Come on, let's go back to the house."

When the two returned to the room, the tense atmosphere on both sides was gone, but they still sat on both sides with the table as the center line, each busy in their own way, without any communication.

Chen Jianqiu took Geronimo to the back room and gave him their part of the gold bars.

"It's getting late, let's have lunch first." He took out his pocket watch and glanced at it. Everyone followed their leaders out of the house and returned to their own residences.

"Chen, you don't really want these Indians to lead us to find the treasure, do you?"

Back in the house, Danny couldn't help it as soon as he entered the door. With a blunt personality, he began to criticize the Indian warriors: "They don't understand what cooperation is! Free and undisciplined! There is no discipline! Some people don't even have guns. won't work!"

As a former Southern Army officer, he really looked down on the frontal combat effectiveness of this group of people.

Chen Jianqiu didn't seem to have heard him, so he took off his hat and threw it on the table, as well as his suitcase and his own bag.

He sat down on the chair, took off his boots, and started pouring dirt out of them.

"Sean, go and distribute the money in my bag." He said to the black man while dumping the soil.

When Sean heard this, he suddenly regained his energy. He trotted to the table and reached for the bag.

He glanced at Chen Jianqiu again.

"Why are you looking at me? Hurry up and split the money!" Chen Jianqiu put on his boots again and gave him a blank look.

The black man cheerfully opened the bag, revealing a bag full of green dollar bills.

Except for Adam who seemed to be sober, the eyes of the others, including Asuka who had just entered the door, were attracted by the dollar bills.

"The income from Montrose last time shouldn't be that much, right?" Sean licked his lips.

"Well, and my appearance fee at the Santa Fe Ball, the betting money for the opening of the duel..."

Everyone was stunned, their boss is really versatile...

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