New Ming Empire mixed in America

Li Mingqi spent a lot of effort to record the adapted version of "Water Margin" into the memory card of the hand-cranked god...bah...hand-cranked disaster relief radio.

He wanted to use this subtle method to raise the faith of the Yin people of the Luisino tribe to resist Baipi's tyranny.

Of course, I won’t tell these Yin people the story of a certain later period where Ji Yu poisoned his brother and accepted his recruitment.

We have to wait until the Xinming Empire wants to recruit these Chinese survivors. After all, they have been an integral part of the Xinming Empire since ancient times.

What? What will these Yin people do if they resist?

Is there any need to say that? The barbarians should be attacked if they cause chaos!

Besides, by that time, the machine gun independently developed by the Xinming Empire should also be produced.

With machine guns, people in Yin will surely be able to sing and dance.

When the time comes to disrupt the scattered communities, they will become the true subjects of the Xinming Empire in a few generations.

Just when the Luisino tribe collectively listened to the god in the green box telling "Water Margin".

In the woods not far from Xinming Town, the eagle was squatting on the branch of a big tree, observing six distinct figures under the tree.

"Baker, we now have a common goal, so I hope you can put aside your prejudice against Bunir."

Upon hearing this, Andrew just raised his eyelids and glanced at the hooked nose of the speaker, then continued to stuff the remaining bread in his hand directly into his mouth, took out the water bottle and poured a few large sips of water before successfully swallowing it.

Since Big Beard was killed in an explosion last time, Andrew chose to cooperate with Baker in order to survive.

He released him from the dungeon, and in order to prevent Baker from taking revenge, he tried his best to save Bunir, who was beaten half to death.

This time the three of them were hired to send a group of dangerous people to the nearest location in Xinming Town.

It was the hook-nosed young man who hired them.

"I accepted your employment only for the crown coins. As for my grudge with this guy, I hope you won't meddle in his own business in the future."

Baker said coldly. Although his attitude was not friendly, he still raised his foot that was on Bunir's back and returned to his position.

"This is the closest location to the Eastern Fortress Town. If you want to get closer for observation, you have to wait until night to get in."

At this time, Andrew put away the kettle and spoke to ease the delicate atmosphere in the team.

"Now that we are here, our contract is completed, right? I hope to get my share as soon as possible."

When Baker said this, his left hand quietly held the revolver on his waist. This was a well-maintained Colt Model 1848 revolver.

"Of course, the share you deserve will not be less, but if you want to get the money, you have to wait until we come back tomorrow."

The hook-nosed young man twitched his lips and showed a cruel smile.

"Tomorrow? Do you have other plans?"

Baker's eyes became solemn. When they came, this group of people only said that they wanted to observe the Oriental town, but they did not say that they had any other plans.

He actually doesn't care what these people want to do, but he doesn't want to get involved in trouble for no reason.

That Dongfang Li is not a good person. Last time, there were more than 100 people like Big Beard, and they were all sent to see God in front of Andrew.

"Of course I have other plans, but that's not something you should consider. You just need to stay here quietly until tomorrow afternoon."

The aquiline nose still had the same attitude as if he had everything under control. After finishing speaking, he started eating solid food again.

"Shit, I knew working with you would be bad."

Baker let go of the handle of the gun because he clearly saw that Bunir and Andrew had vaguely walked around behind him.

I couldn't help but secretly cursed "Xiete!"

It seems that he was calculated by Bunir again this time. No, maybe there is also Andrew.

Ebnir's walnut-sized brain could not come up with such a plan to first use street girls to defraud him of all his money, and then induce him to cooperate with them.

Disappointed, he sat back in his seat and asked again: "Now that we are on the same road, can you tell me what to do next?"

"It's okay to tell you. Because Mr. Stanford has no patience with the Oriental monkeys in that town."

"A total of four Stanford family members died in San Francisco some time ago. Although they are all distant relatives, this is already a provocation to the Stanford family."

"There's no guy on the West Coast who can show his teeth to the Stanford family and still live."

After the hook-nosed man finished speaking, he looked at Baker with a smile.

He had absolute confidence that the outstanding bounty hunter in front of him would join them.

Because behind him stands a real giant, that is the Stanford family in California.

Although during this time Mr. Stanford was busy trying to win the next gubernatorial election.

But I was also concerned about the sudden appearance of this little fly from the east.

Although that little fly has gained the approval of many tycoons because of the aluminum incident, things are different now.

A few days ago, the presidential election came to an end. Republican candidate Lincoln won an undisputed landslide victory.

Although the southern states did not vote for Lincoln, he was overwhelmingly elected president with the support of the northern states.

In other words, things have changed. Although the current governor of California is still a Democrat, John Downey, everyone knows that the next governor must be Mr. Stanford, who represents the Republican Party.

There is no way, capital is so careless sometimes.

The Stanford family sent a few of them here this time just to teach those Eastern monkeys a lesson.

The little monkey was killed first, and then the other oriental monkeys were slowly recruited and divided. The Stanford family has rich experience in how to deal with oriental people.

Because there were many long-braided Oriental monkeys buried in the Stanford family's gold mine.

There were even dozens of people executed by the hook-nosed young man himself.

After saying that, Hook Nose untied the long package that he had been carrying behind his back, revealing an alternative rifle.

It is said that it is unusual because this rifle does not have a front sight, and the front sight is replaced by a long tube.

The butt is made of high-quality walnut wood, and there is a metal butt bottom plate at the end.

The side panel of the firing mechanism, which is narrow at the front and wide at the rear, is basically the same as that of the Enfield 1853, but its leftmost end is engraved with exquisite wheat ear patterns, a crown and the word "W" from top to bottom.

In addition, the most surprising thing is its 0.451-inch caliber hexagonal rifled barrel.

After gently stroking the rifle a few times, the hook-nosed young man saw that everyone's eyes were attracted to it, and then he spoke proudly:

"This gun is the key to the success of our operation."

Having said this, he picked up a special hexagonal bullet, showed it, and continued:

"Did you see this bullet? It allows this rifle to easily hit the enemy eight hundred meters away, and it will kill with one hit."

After the hook-nosed young man finished speaking, he ignored the others and concentrated on taking care of this precious rifle.

But the eyes of Baker and others seemed to be stuck with glue, staring firmly at the rifle.

"I bet this rifle costs over fifty dollars."

Bunir muttered something quietly, but at this moment of brief silence due to the appearance of the new rifle, his voice was heard clearly by everyone.

"No, you can't buy this Whitworth rifle for fifty dollars. It costs 96 dollars not including sights and accessories."

"And this tube with two additional pieces of glass is three dollars more expensive than the rifle."

The hook-nosed young man loudly retorted after hearing Bunir's guessed price.

This Whitworth rifle is the main reason why he can serve as the leader in this operation. He will not let anyone belittle this rifle, even if the price is wrong!