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As night gradually fell, the soldiers of the Red Cloud Tribe also began to prepare to rest, leaving only the soldiers on guard.

"Lord Patriarch, the Crazy Horse Patriarch has sent a letter."

Hongyun opened it and saw that the letter contained the arrival time of the U.S. military.

The U.S. military does not have the habit of rushing at night, usually only during the day, but the precautions at night are still cautious, and the Indians did not get a wonderful opportunity.

"The order goes on, and the clansmen in charge of guarding are well prepared. The US military may arrive here tomorrow. Get ready!"

Clan Chief Hongyun gave a decisive order to prepare for the battle.

"Yes!"

The next day, the U.S. military was still playing a chase game with the Indians, but it had already bored them.

"Colonel, there's Little Bighorn in front, and there's a lot of Indians hiding around there, and I don't think we'll be able to go any further," Frederick said, as the hills spread.

"Send a scout to have a look, but even if the main force of the Indians is no problem, the main force of the US military is here, and we are not afraid of fighting them."

Custer's confidence comes from the strength of the U.S. Army and his disdain for the Indians. White people's fights against people of color are not so fair.

"Understood, then order the troops to advance at full speed. Today, they will surely catch up with these hateful Indians."

Major Reynolds continued, looking at the disappearance of the Indians in the distance with a grim expression, the resentment in his heart became heavier and heavier.

The harassment of the Indians is like a fly. You may just fall asleep at night, suddenly there will be dozens of gunshots, and then you will leave quietly.

The direction of the Mustang tribe was slightly deviated at this time. They did not want to bring the enemy to the front, but wanted to bring the American troops to the side of the Red Cloud tribe.

Then, with the advantage of the number of people, it can even complete the siege of the US military, or even wipe it out.

"Colonel, wouldn't there be a large army of Indians ahead? Are they courting death?"

Major Reynolds asked that the Indian troops with at least 4,000 or 5,000 troops in front were even ready to move.

"Notify the troops and prepare for battle."

Originally thought there was some conspiracy, but I didn't expect that I just chose a battlefield. According to the information, the soldiers of the Crazy Horse tribe were only about 5,000 people.

The U.S. military lineup slowly lined up, even if the number of Indians on the opposite side was several times theirs, there was no panic at all.

If the 1,600-strong U.S. military cannot defeat the 5,000-strong Native American Indians, it will really make the international community laugh out loud, and even if there are twice as many enemies, it will not be afraid at all.

Blowing the trumpet, the American infantry marched slowly under the cover of the cavalry.

The Indians lined up in a loose formation and started to attack with earth guns and bows and arrows. Although the results were minimal, they did a little damage in the end.

Finally, the U.S. Army reached the effective firing range, and with the officer's voice, the infantrymen began to fire in a salvo.

"Bang, bang, bang"

The infantry's shooting completed a miraculous effect in an instant, and a large number of Indians should fall.

The formation of the Indians began to chaotic and retreated. This was also a helpless solution. To reduce unnecessary casualties, this was the most useful way.

Moreover, the real main force is not them, but the Red Cloud Tribe in the mountains on the right, they are just bait.

The battle of you advance and I retreat lasted for almost half an hour, while the red cloud in the hillside on the right was calmly waiting for the U.S. military to enter the best strike area.

"Fire!" Finally, the U.S. military reached the best position, and Hong Yun ordered everyone in a loud voice.

Countless Indians poked their heads from the hillside, lanky Vielli rifles sticking out.

"Bang bang bang" The gunshots like water droplets crackled, like a heavy rainstorm.

The first to suffer were the cavalry units that were covering the flanks. The cavalrymen who were hit fell off their horses one after another, and the frightened horses roared, and the scene instantly fell into chaos.

"Damn it, quickly change the camp, the ambush here is the main force." Custer immediately ordered the infantry to turn their guns.

"Why are there so many Indians, and there are so many robberies in their hands?" Major Reynold's face was full of shock, a little unbelievable.

"Now is not the time to think about this, Frederick, take the first and second knights to break through to the Indians ahead, and they can't be confused."

Frederick took orders and started preparations. The cavalry of about 400 people from the two knights was quite a force.

The soldiers of the Red Cloud Tribe began to throw grenades at the U.S. military, and explosions began to appear one after another in the U.S. military queue.

Castor's eyes were split, and he turned to look at Major Renault Qian: "Quick! Let the infantry turn their heads quickly, they can't let them blow up, we need to fight back!"

The Indians have more advanced rifles than the U.S. military, and they are even equipped with grenades in large quantities. Everything is full of doubts.

"Quick, messenger, go back quickly and tell the U.S. government that there are foreign countries supporting the Indians, and most likely they are British, so leave now."

Castella lived in the messenger~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and passed the order solemnly. The Montana territory located in the western interior of the United States, the only one who can support the Indians is Canada in the north, that is, the British Empire.

"Yes, Your Excellency Colonel!" After the messenger saluted, he rode away and started to run away. Judging from Custer's words, his mission was very important.

Custer watched the Indians in the distance continue to shoot American soldiers, and then glanced at the north with hatred in his eyes.

Custer, who participated in the Civil War, can be said to be extremely poor to the British senses.

The cavalry led by Frederick began to charge against the Crazy Horse tribe. The earth gun could not stop the advance of the cavalry. For the Indians without cavalry, the cavalry was a nightmare.

The Indians of the Red Cloud Tribe scattered around and began to shoot at the US military. Natural shooters made their shooting extremely accurate.

The U.S. military was forced to abandon the formation and began to spread out to counterattack, but the number was at a disadvantage after all.

And the U.S. military has no way to escape at all. Being alone in this valley is no less difficult than surviving in the wilderness, and it is impossible for the entire group to escape at the home of the Indians.

The gunshots and grenades of the Indians were more frequent, and the soldiers on both sides began to fall one by one.

At this time, the Little Big Horn River is like a life-devouring machine, and the fresh lives are as contemptuous as weeds.

Frederick's cavalry began a suicide charge against the Red Cloud tribe.

The Indians have completed the siege of the U.S. military, and can only start to break through from the relatively loose Red Cloud tribe.

Custer looked sadly at the Indians in all directions. The infantrymen were almost unable to escape, and he would stay here with these soldiers.

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