America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 144 Crack

Chen Jianqiu rushed towards the mine without stopping.

A few kilometers away from the mine, he suddenly saw a bird riding a horse near a road sign at a fork in the road, looking forward to it.

Seeing Chen Jianqiu, Feiniao galloped his horse towards him.

"Boss, you are finally back!" Feiniao 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, Danny and the others will probably start a fight with the Apaches." Feiniao frowned.

"Let's go!" Chen Jianqiu said nothing more and flew back with Feiniao.

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

They all came out of hiding and greeted Chen Jianqiu respectfully.

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

Chen Jianqiu dismounted, handed the black radish to Feiniao, and walked inside with Luo Cen in a dusty state.

There were many people in the stronghold, and the Apache tribesmen were all busy with their own things. Some of them were fetching water, some were sorting fodder, and some were repairing equipment.

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

"Crook's cavalry regiment discovered our original cave. Our soldiers exchanged fire with their vanguard, but suffered a loss. Fortunately, there were no major casualties. Their troops are searching the area."

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

"They are in the Mexican guy's house, discussing the next step."

When the two came outside the house, they heard a fierce quarrel coming from inside the house. One had a strong southern accent, and the other was mixed with the dialect of the Apache tribe.

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

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

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

"Obviously you opened fire late. If we hadn't repelled the dozen or so people from the west, none of you would have been able to escape!" The Indian's tone became anxious, and his English began to be unclear, making it difficult to understand.

"Ikaruga!" shouted another majestic voice.

The room instantly became quiet.

Chen Jianqiu stepped into the house and took a look inside.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit depressing.

There was a hastily drawn map on the table. The people who were quarreling were the tall Danny and Geronimo's deputy Turtledove. The two were standing on both sides of the table looking at each other.

Danny's face was flushed as it always was when he was emotional; Turtle Dove was young and energetic, breathing heavily and staring at the person opposite.

Apache chief Geronimo was sitting on a chair beside the table. He had just stopped his men and his face didn't look good at this time.

Teresa was half sitting on a chair, considering whether to persuade her husband; Adam was sunk in the chair as always, with the brim of his hat drooped, covering his face, silent; Holmes was huddled in the corner.

He sat on a chair in front of him, minding his own notes, and turned a deaf ear to what was going on in the room.

Sean, the black man, looked at Geronimo for a while and then at Danny with an awkward smile on his face. He didn't know if he wanted to say something witty to lighten the atmosphere.

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

Seeing Chen Jianqiu, everyone in the room relaxed. Teresa breathed a sigh of relief. She was really afraid that her husband would be unable to control him once his bad temper came up.

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 arm around Chen Jianqiu's shoulders, "Let's go out and talk."

The two walked outside the house.

Chen Jianqiu took out his cigarettes and handed one to the chief. He found that he was now used to the filterless hand-rolled cigarettes of this era.

Sometimes, he is not very good at crossing the lungs, but he just feels that something is missing from his hands when he is thinking.

"Crook discovered us." Geronimo took a breath and said to Chen Jianqiu with a little worry, "We are at war, but..."

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

"Those white guys wanted my head and got you involved. I'm really sorry." Geronimo smiled apologetically at Chen Jianqiu.

"We are on the same boat." Chen Jianqiu patted Geronimo on the shoulder, "It doesn't matter, we will find a way."

They are all people who live in the cracks of the white western 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 mind. Let's find a way to boost morale first," Chen Jianqiu said.

After receiving 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, before I finished what I said in the room just now, I got two thousand US dollars for you in Astoria and exchanged them for gold bars. You first find someone

A trustworthy person can save it and use it as a settlement fee if a suitable settlement is found later."

Geronimo was stunned and didn't know what to say.

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

"Let's go back to the house."

The two of them returned to the room. The tense atmosphere between the two sides was gone, but they still sat on both sides with the table as the center line, each busy with his or her own business, without any communication.

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

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

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

Back in the house, Danny couldn't help it as soon as he entered the door. With his straightforward personality, he began to criticize the Indian soldiers: "They don't understand what cooperation is at all! They are free and undisciplined! Some people can't even shoot.

It won’t work!”

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

Chen Jianqiu didn't seem to hear what he said, so he took off his hat and threw it on the table, along with the box and his own bag.

He sat down on the chair, took off his boots, and began to pour the soil out of the boots.

"Sean, go and share the money in my bag with everyone." He said to the black man while pouring the dirt.

When Sean heard this, he immediately became energetic. He ran to the table and reached for his bag.

He glanced at Chen Jianqiu again.

"Why are you looking at me? Share the money quickly!" Chen Jianqiu put on his boots again and rolled his eyes at him.

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

Except for Adam who seemed to be still sobering up, everyone else's eyes, including Asuka who had just walked in, were attracted by the dollar bills.

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

"Well, there are also my appearance fees at the Santa Fe Ball, and my gambling money from the duel opening..."

Everyone was astonished that their boss was really versatile...

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