1840Indian rebirth

Just a few hours before Big Er left for Donggu City, several white men visited his Wild Duck clan, led by a somewhat bald man with a beard.

Big Er came out to greet him and said respectfully in unskilled English: "Hello, Mr. Latin."

The bearded man immediately corrected him: "It's not Latin, it's Reading, Pearson Reading."

Big Ear hurriedly apologized and said, "Yes, Mr. Pearson Redding."

In fact, his pronunciation was still not standard, but Redding was too lazy to continue correcting him. Instead, he said: "Sutter's Castle needs to build a few new houses. Let your tribe come with me... Mr. Sutter likes you very much. This time

You may receive an additional five ounces of bread or flour each day."

One ounce is about 28 grams, and five ounces is 140 grams.

The extra 140 grams of flour is almost an extra meal. If you were from the previous Mallard Clan, you would probably be overjoyed.

However, after working for Donggu City for a period of time, they naturally only felt disdain and resentment towards Sutterburg's oppression.

Although he felt disdainful in his heart, Big Er still had to put on a polite smile: "Okay, okay, we will definitely go, but..."

"But what?"

Big Er said carefully: "But can you give me two days' grace and we can go to Sutter's Castle the day after tomorrow?"

Redding frowned slightly: "What?"

Big Er explained: "Many of my clan members are doing business with a clan in the south. They are about to come back, but they haven't come back yet. There is no manpower for the moment."

Redding looked around the Mallard Clan: "I see there are quite a few of you. Can't twenty of you come?"

Big Er said: "The clan must leave some people to guard it. If twenty people are sent to Sutter's Fort, only women and children will be left here."

After a pause, he added: "Just two days, two days at most. Mr. Reading, in two days, or just tomorrow, I will definitely go to Sutter's Castle with twenty skilled construction workers."

Redding nodded: "Okay, don't forget, I'm going back first."

Big Ear beamed with joy and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you very much, generous Mr. Reading."

Pierson Redding casually molested a girl and left the Mallard Clan with him.

After Lei Ding left, Big Er immediately called several tribesmen: "Let's go to Donggu City immediately to inform Chief Ma Shao!"

Several people worked hard and arrived at the town hall of Donggu City that afternoon: "Chief Ma Shao, I think we can take action!"

The horse whistle looked at the panting people: "Sutterburg asked you to go to work?"

Big Er nodded: "Yes, and I will go into Sutter's Castle to repair the house, the day after tomorrow."

"Very good." The horse whistle immediately called Du Tiao and ordered, "Du Tiao, you pick twenty soldiers and let them dress up as members of the Wild Duck clan. When the time comes, follow Big Er and sneak into Sutter's Fort, and then seize the opportunity.

Towers and gates.”

"Yes!" Du Tiao responded excitedly.

At this time, there were about twenty Maidu working in Donggu City, so the Apache soldiers only needed to borrow some clothes from them.

However, no one in the Mallard Clan wears shirts, which makes them feel a little troublesome.

"Centurion, they all have no shirts, where should we hide our guns?" the soldier asked.

"Of course, hidden in the crotch!" Du Liao hid the Browning pistol in his crotch without hesitation.

The soldiers looked at each other: "What...what if there is a fire?"

Du Liao looked at the soldier who was speaking: "Didn't you say before that you are not afraid of death?"

"This seems more terrifying than death..."

Du Tiao interrupted him: "Stop talking nonsense, hide your guns in your crotches immediately, it's up to us to liberate Sutter's Fort!"

"Yes." The soldiers obeyed the order and carefully hid their pistols in their crotches and fixed them with ropes.

In terms of attire, twenty Apache soldiers could easily look like the Mallard Clan, but their temperaments are quite different.

Apache soldiers are all professional elite soldiers with firm eyes and full of fighting spirit. They are completely different from the Maidu people who have been oppressed by Sutter's Fort for a long time.

At least from the perspective of the Apache or Maidu people, the two groups can be distinguished almost at a glance.

Standing Wolf couldn't help but said with some doubts: "There is still a difference, will it be discovered by white people?"

Big Er laughed and said: "White people definitely can't tell the difference. They all see us with the same face. We see them the same way."

"Okay." Shulang thought for a while and realized that he was indeed a bit face-blind when looking at white people.

On the last night before departure, the Apache soldiers learned a little Maidu language, learned more about the situation at Sutter's Fort, and made full preparations.

The next day, Mashao led more than fifty people and set off from Donggu City.

Among the more than fifty people, there were several genuine Maidus such as Da Er, thirty Apache soldiers, and twenty Apache soldiers disguised as Maidus.

After about a day's journey, they approached Sutter's Fort in the early morning of the third day. They hid behind a slope and used binoculars to observe Sutter's Fort in front of them.

"Du Tiao, after you sneak into Sutter's Fort, first seize the tower, and then seize the east or south gate. At that time, I will attack from the outside and control the entire fort." The horse whistle put down the telescope.

Du Tiao nodded: "Understood."

"Okay, let's take action." The horse whistle patted his nervous big ears and said with a smile, "Relax, as long as they can enter the fortress, those amateur white soldiers are vulnerable."

"Amateur?" Big Er didn't quite understand this concept.

Du Tiao said: "We are truly professional soldiers. Look at those guys carrying guns in Sutter's Fort. It's already six o'clock and they haven't trained yet."

"Okay." Da'er took a deep breath and calmed down.

"Soldiers, secure your pistols," Du Tiao reminded, and then said, "Let's go."

A few Maidu men from Big Er walked in front, followed by twenty Apache soldiers in disguise. After a while, they arrived near Sutter's Fort, only about a hundred meters away from the city gate.

"Wait a minute." At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from the side, making everyone a little nervous.

Especially Big Er, he had no such experience, not even the experience of fighting with others, so his face suddenly turned pale and he turned his head slowly.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief. The person speaking was not a soldier or manager of Sutter's Fort, but a shop owner whom he knew.

The shop owner looked quite young, probably less than thirty years old, with a medium build and some beard: "Big ears, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Brannan." Big Ear said politely.

Brannan's store was built outside Sutter's Castle. It looked like a brand-new building and seemed to have just opened.

Brannan stood at the door of the store, holding a bottle of wine in his hand: "I bought some good wine here, which is better than the one I sold you last time. Why don't you have some?"