America 1881: They Call Me Legend

At midnight.

Chen Jianqiu was using the moonlight to observe the terrain at the bridge when he suddenly saw a trolley driving towards him.

Under the moonlight, the trolley made a "creak, creak" sound, and the scene was a bit strange.

Chen Jianqiu turned on the shooter mode.

He took out the dagger from his boot and prepared to throw it.

"Boss, boss, don't throw it away~, it's me!"

The trolley stopped, and a white crescent moon appeared.

Sean walked out of the shadows into the moonlight with a smile.

His clothes were stained with soot and turned black.

"Didn't I ask you to get explosives? Why did you push a cart over?"

However, the man retreated after firing. The bullets all hit the tiles and ridges of the sloping roof, causing the tiles to fly around, but it had no effect.

This man was wearing a cowboy hat and a dark red leather jacket, and he was smiling at them.

In the shooter state, the position of the detonator is clearly visible.

Judging from the status, there is no big problem, but as for the actual effect, we can only leave it to fate.

Raising the gun, aiming, and shooting all at once, it's so fast that you can't see clearly.

"The location here is very good and very safe." Chen Jianqiu smiled half-heartedly, "You are too easy to get shot, so it is better to shoot in the corner."

The Chinese workers stopped what they were doing and looked at me, and I looked at you.

"No, you can see it." Chen Jianqiu raised the gun in his hand and took aim.

The windows of the house face the bridge, and the door is on the back.

This house was originally a dormitory for several miners, but several of them died in the mines not long ago.

"Boss, why don't you let me stay with you?" Sean looked at the place where he was assigned and asked righteously.

Without saying a word, Hayden raised the gun in his hand and shot the man on the roof.

He rolled up his sleeves and took the detonators and explosives out of the car.

The long dark night has finally passed.

His expression looked as gentle as ever.

Old man Xinjie looked at these things on the ground and asked worriedly.

He carried a ladder from inside and set it up next to the door.

"Tie it up more, this wooden bridge is not a strong thing."

"clang!"

He and the people behind him quickened their pace.

"A group of people fired blank shots at a roof across the river? Is that ridiculous?" a worker next to him angrily scolded those people.

"How many of them know how to use a gun?"

There is not a single Chinese laborer by the river!

The man's laughter became even more harsh.

"You can break the door lock of the cabin where the explosives are stored with the butt of a rifle. I doubt whether this thing can explode."

O'Neal squeezed out of the crowd.

Chen Jianqiu took back the dagger and walked to the cart.

"Hit whomever you can hit."

"Stop, stop everyone first!"

He has read few novels from his own country, let alone foreign ones.

"What's that in your hand? Are you burning a fire stick? Why don't you just look at mine!"

It is conceivable that none of these imagined scenarios occurred.

As soon as the man finished speaking, a shot was fired.

The worker shook his head like a rattle.

"clang!"

"That's how they kept it." Sean pouted as he helped move the things down.

Chen Jianqiu looked at the people who were busy.

"You ambush near this room. If anyone comes to climb the ladder, kill them!" Chen Jianqiu patted the dust on his hands and said to them.

The two people tied a whole truckload of explosives under the bridge and installed detonators.

"There is a story written in it. A wise man named Zhuge Liang deliberately put on a confident look on the tower when facing an enemy who was far larger than him."

This is a wooden barrel with a lid located on the other side of the settlement.

"Have you ever killed anyone?" Chen Jianqiu looked him up and down and asked.

It's okay to let them swing a hoe, but most of them have never used a gun.

He looked inside the car.

"I can, I have fucked an Orion."

"Very good." Chen Jianqiu turned his head and said to everyone, "Here are some stronger young men, pick up a handy weapon and follow me."

It turned out to be a truck full of explosives and detonators!

Thinking of this, Hayden's mouth showed a greedy smile.

O'Neal touched his chin to feel it, and he happened to have a few beards on his chin.

But the words that came out of his mouth were like Satan's curse, opening Pandora's box.

In Hayden's imagination, some Chinese workers should have seen them and ran back in panic.

The old miner named Lei Youqing came out and said to Chen Jianqiu.

The bell at the town entrance rang.

"My fellow workers! Citizens of the United States! Take up your weapons! Defend your rights! Drive those Chinese out of Shiquan Town!"

"Killed the dog." Lei Youqing's eyes were fierce and full of fire.

"But this is facing the road leading to Kaben County. Who should I shoot with?" Sean asked while getting into the bucket.

The reason why he rushed to the front was not to show his bravery, but because the first person to rush into the Chinese settlement had priority in plundering property.

Then shoot at them like driving a flock of sheep and slaughter them!

"Sir, tell me, is there really an ambush on the other side?" the worker asked cautiously.

Did they all run away after getting the news in advance? Or did the mining company send them off first?

"Hey! Bastard! What are you looking at?"

Everyone looked up and saw a man standing on the roof not far away.

Other Chinese workers think this place is unlucky, so no one wants to live here.

The white people came out of their houses with weapons in hand and gathered in front of the Knights of Labor Hall.

Suddenly, a strong voice came from across the river bank.

However, it was an unusual morning for this town.

Later, other Chinese workers were arranged in various dark corners.

"Don't worry, listen to me, you can strangle them to death even if you only have a pair of underwear."

Most of them are mine workers, and some are other townspeople of Stone Spring Town and Hayden's men.

"Jianqiu, do we really rely on these to fight those foreigners? They have guns!"

After O'Neill issued the declaration of war, more than a hundred white people began to walk towards the bridge over the Beit River.

He took Lei Youqing and a few young men to the house closest to the bridge.

Chen Jianqiu led everyone around to the back and kicked open the door of the house.

"What happened next?" the worker asked.

Everyone was frightened and started shooting at the man on the roof across the river.

The rising sun jumped above the horizon, casting golden sunlight onto the town.

The first shot kills the enemy's vanguard.

"Do you want to make a mark?" Sean turned around and asked Chen Jianqiu who climbed to the roof.

"Well, you were lucky not to be blown up. You actually put the detonator and explosives together. Did Maxim not give you enough training in Roswell?"

O'Neal climbed onto a platform built from several wooden boxes.

Hayden hesitated.

O'Neill, on the other hand, carefully observed the other side of the river.

Chinese workers are collecting and making weapons according to their own abilities.

Chen Jianqiu frowned.

Chen Jianqiu picked up a piece of explosive and observed it carefully.

He ran and screamed, and then escaped with more frightened Chinese workers.

At this time in the past, there would have been many Chinese workers washing up by the river, and smoke would have been rising from the chimneys of the houses opposite.

"clang!"

When they were a few steps away from the bridge, they suddenly felt something was wrong.

Before Hayden could react, the bullet lifted his Tianling Cap, his brain exploded, and he fell to the ground on his back.

After everything was ready, Chen Jianqiu and Sean returned to the community together.

"boom!"

"I read a Chinese novel in San Francisco called "The Romance of Three Empires." Have you read it?" O'Neill turned his head and asked the worker.

On the ground were a pile of pickaxes, axes and mining shovels, as well as some simple bows and arrows and stone ropes.

He has a bad temper and gets angry easily, and is notoriously difficult to mess with in the mines.

Marvin Hayden slung his shotgun over his shoulder and led his members of the Rock Springs White Mutual Aid Society at the front of the line.

But I don't know whether it was because the shotgun didn't have enough range or Hayden's accuracy was too poor, but the shot didn't pose any threat.

No one knows the origin of this old man, only that he seems to have been involved in a lawsuit there.

"The enemy was scared away," O'Neill said.

"That's so stupid." The worker sighed.

"So, we can't be fooled by such a stupid plan. The other side is just making a fool of themselves! More than a hundred people were frightened by one person and stopped on the other side of the river? Is that ridiculous?"

O'Neal suddenly changed his previous gentleness and became angry:

He waved his hand behind him and shouted:

"Everyone, follow me and cross the river!"