America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 177
The column of wind was spinning, with a low growl, and flew towards Roswell at high speed.

Chen Jianqiu galloped away, and continued the journey of chasing the wind with Hei Luobo.

They were soon parallel to the wind pillar, and Chen Jianqiu kept a relatively safe distance, watching the monster slam into the small town viciously.

The first to bear the brunt were the abandoned adobe houses on the outermost edge of the town.

They were submerged in the wind pillar, and Chen Jianqiu couldn't see what happened inside through the thick dust wall around the wind pillar, but after the wind pillar passed, there was nothing left there.

Most of the remaining people in the town did not expect the tornado to come towards the town. At this time, they were running wildly towards the outskirts of the town, screaming loudly while running, and the screams were mixed with Spanish. and English, but was quickly overwhelmed by the roar of the tornado.

Only one person remained, and he was the local priest.

Yes, there is actually a priest in this dilapidated town.

Years ago, he, along with Vaughn's army, had brought the Lord's "favor and instruction" to the land.

Guns and crosses are now about to be destroyed.

At this moment, he stood in front of his small adobe church, looked at the raging wind pillar, closed his eyes and prayed.

The storm soon engulfed him and his church, tearing everything apart, and flung the fragments high into the air, flying around the center of the wind column, moving on with the wind column and the clouds.

In addition, Chen Jianqiu also saw things that "spirited into the sky" because they didn't have time to escape, including but not limited to: cattle, horses, wooden fences, buckets, etc.

This tornado is like a juicer, sucking everything it encounters into the air, mixing them together, and leaving a ruin behind.

From the looks of it, the town was probably going to be destroyed.

Chen Jianqiu is a bit regretful, if his plan is successful, this monster is actually his place now!
But he thought about it.

These rotten coppers and rotten irons, if they are smashed, they can be smashed, and if they are not broken, they may be a good thing.

Chen Jianqiu drove the black radish to deflect the direction, drifted away from the tornado, and headed towards the direction of the stone fortress.

What he is more concerned about now is actually the situation on the other side.

Two days ago, in the stone fortress, on the stone wall.

A big-eared soldier in uniform watched Vaughan leave with a large army looking for oil, and smiled.

According to Vaughn's previous selection, he was not there. He was just a veteran leader with a slightly higher status than other soldiers.

But last night, before Vaughan left, he called him into his barracks, gave him face-to-face instructions, and then handed over the command of the dozens of people left behind.

"Remember, after we leave, do it as soon as possible, preferably at night!" Vaughan finally warned, and he threw his pocket watch to Big Ear, "Do it well, if you do it well this time, you will be Next garrison officer."

Thinking of this, Big Ear was suddenly full of ambition, and his eyes showed a fierce light.

Killing, when is it not killing?There were only a dozen or so people in that group, including two women.

So, he turned his head and prepared to make arrangements.

However, he only saw a soldier with whom he usually had the best relationship standing behind him, other than that, there was no one left on the city wall.

"Where are those Indians?" Big Ears had to ask the soldier, "And the people on the city wall just now? Where did they go?"

The soldier pointed behind him, inside the stone wall: "Here, there it is."

Big Ears hurried to the other side of the stone wall and looked in the direction the soldier pointed.

In the camp behind the stone wall, in front of the house where the Indians lived, there was an extra large table composed of three small tables at some point.

A group of people surrounded the table with three floors inside and three floors outside, including those Indian soldiers, their colleagues,

They all craned their necks, staring at the table inside, not knowing what to do with each other.

In the west, there are only two kinds of activities that can attract so many people to one place to watch at the same time.

One is a duel, and the other is a game of gambling.

And what is going on now is obviously the second type.

There were several people sitting around the table, including Holmes's followers and his own soldiers.

At this time, it was the turn of a black man to sit on the banker, holding a stack of poker in his hand, and was dealing cards to everyone.

"Everyone, everyone, listen to me, if you lose everything, please leave the game." The black man said to the players sitting at the table while shuffling the cards in his hand.

Big Ears was a little annoyed. Vaughan had just left, and this group of people seemed to be herding sheep, completely ignoring himself as a temporary commander.

He hurriedly climbed down from the city wall and ran towards the crowd.

Big Ears came to the side of the crowd of onlookers. At this time, there were already three floors inside and three floors outside, and it was impossible to squeeze in.

He grabbed the outermost soldier who was looking in with his feet on his feet:

"Why don't you go to duty? Where are your guns?"

The soldier looked back at Big Ear, and said angrily: "Throw it in the house, the boss has gone out, what is the duty?"

After finishing speaking, he continued to turn his head away and no longer care about his ears.

Big Ear was so angry that his balls hurt, he used brute force, and abruptly began to squeeze into the crowd.

He had to stop this undisciplined behavior as soon as possible.

After wasting all his efforts, he finally squeezed into the inner circle.

Big Ear straightened his uniform and was about to speak when the crowd around him suddenly boiled like a frying pan.

From the looks of it, the last round of poker has come to an end.

Big Ears looked up, and the black man was holding his head, looking at the two A's in front of him and howling, while a soldier opposite him was hugging a large sum of money in his arms, with a smile on his face.

His hole card was not big, but combined with the public card it was a house of three jacks, and the black man won the whole house.

Sean reluctantly stood up, suddenly saw the big ears behind him, and handed the poker into his hand,

"You come to be the banker, I'm done losing." He said to the big ears.

Big Ear wanted to refuse, but the deck of cards had already been stuffed into his hand.

The black man parted from the crowd with a sad face and walked out.

The surrounding soldiers were a little upset. Many of them had been waiting for a long time, but the moment the temporary camp commander arrived, he went straight to the field.

It really doesn't make sense.

Seeing their eyes with big ears, he was a little upset.

You won't let me play, but I want to play, even if it's just for one game.

So, he sat down straight away, took out the money in his coat pocket, put it on the table, looked around, and started to deal the cards.

However, the more cards were dealt, the more he felt something was wrong,

There were actually three flushes in the public card, although they were separated, but it seemed.
He quickly turned over his hole cards.

Sure enough, a straight flush!

This one made him win a lot of money, and everyone around him suddenly became more excited. Such exciting scenes are really rare.

The big man at the table and the beautiful lady in red are about to leave.

"You're too lucky to play," said the big man.

While hugging the money on the table, Big Ears widened his eyes: "Stop all of them! Come on, keep playing, whoever runs away is a dog!"

The two had no choice but to sit back again.

The gambling game is still going on, and there are more and more people watching around.

Big Ear's luck was not always so good, but due to the bad luck in the first few rounds, the capital was quite thick.

In addition, if he won, he still wanted to win, and if he lost, he wanted to win back, so he stayed at the gambling table all the time.

His opponents changed round after round. Gradually, the group under Holmes was eliminated one after another, and the soldiers who made up for him were all soldiers from the barracks.

This quickly became a gamble among the soldiers left behind in the stone fortress.

It was getting dark soon, but neither the gamblers nor the onlookers had any intention of ending it. Big Ears asked someone to bring a kerosene lamp, lit a torch, and lit the lamp to fight at night, intending to fight until dawn.

As for dinner?What it is?Is it important to have this stuff?

As the night gradually deepened, the torches were lit one after another, and the card table changed from one table to two tables. The cowboy under Holmes kindly gave them a few decks of cards, which made them finally be here. Where the birds don't shit, I feel the warmth of the civilized world again.

Just when Big Ears blushed and clamored to an opponent whether to increase the size.

With a "whoosh", an arrow nailed to the table.

The crowd froze.

When they looked up at the dark night sky, with the sound of piercing the air, many arrows crossed the stone wall and rushed towards them.

The dense crowd was full, and immediately lay down four or five people.

"The Nahuas! The Nahuas are coming again!"

With a cry of surprise, Big Ear staggered up from the stool, his legs were a little numb from sitting for a long time.

"Go to the wall! Go to the wall!"

Everyone was about to return to the gun as usual, but they suddenly looked at each other, dumbfounded.

Most of them didn't carry guns.

Yes, if you gamble for money, who will carry a gun? In a hurry to gamble, take the gun and collapse the opposite side?
"Go back and get it!" Big Ears jumped anxiously.

So, the crowd started to scurry around like headless chickens again, carrying lamps and torches and returning to the house to look for guns.

However, the results shocked them.

Their guns are gone.

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