Wild North America 1846

4 o'clock in the morning

Riverside Village

There were densely packed figures in the camp, and there were about one hundred, fifty or sixty white gangsters gathered together. They were all holding sharp knives and loaded bullets with murderous intent, preparing to attack the Datang Hui camp at night, unleashing the evil spirit they had been carrying for many days.

Alexander Madison was woken up at about ten o'clock at night and has not gone back to sleep. His hangover eyes were bloodshot and looked even more violent.

he thinks;

The extinguishment of the Tang Dynasty bonfire is undoubtedly a precious opportunity given by God. We must firmly seize the opportunity to make a comeback. Whether we can continue to be popular in the future depends on this deal.

"Jack Starr, are your people ready?"

"They're all here, boss. Our sharp blades will drink the blood of the Easterners today and bring long-lost victory. Just prepare women and wine. We won't be polite."

"Great, buddy, Buck Freeman, are your guys ready?"

"I am at your service, Your Excellency. The guys are impatient to wait."

"It's wonderful. If you have any anger, vent it on the Easterners. This is a feast of blood and death. I seem to have heard their beautiful wails..." Alexander became excited again.

-Madison looked at the gangsters huddled together in darkness, and couldn't help but feel his blood surge and his adrenaline surge. He inevitably said a few more nonsense.

at this time

A shrill howl came from the crowd, piercing the quiet night sky. This suddenly shocked Alexander Madison, and he blurted out: "Damn bastard, you..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw countless black shadows in the night rushing towards him, and several gangsters standing outside had been knocked down. There were screams and howls, and there was chaos.

"Wolves are a pack of wild wolves..."

"God, what's going on? Ah... help!"

"go to hell!"

In the dark night all around, dozens of wild wolves pounced on the crowd. As the wild wolves bitten wildly, the crowd's screams and howls mixed together to convey the extreme fear, which spread quickly like a plague.

Some gangsters were so dark that they couldn't see clearly, and they waved their knives wildly out of fear. The people next to them were in bad luck. They were stabbed several times inexplicably, and then they took out short blades and stabbed them randomly.

for a while

Chaos broke out near the village gate like a pot was exploding. The white gangsters fled in all directions crying for their fathers and mothers. Those who were unlucky were stabbed several times for no apparent reason, or were torn off large chunks of flesh by wild wolves and rolled on the ground in pain.

Screaming in agony.

Alexander Madison and other bandit leaders were frightened and angry, and their loud shouts fell silent. However, the night turned into a mess, and sixty or seventy wild wolves rushed in, tearing and biting wildly, and the screams of crying for father and mother were extremely noisy.

Who can hear commands clearly, and how can they be quiet?

No one found it at this time

The two white gangsters who were standing on guard at the gate of the camp were hit by several arrows and fell down one after another. Other lookout posts in the camp were quickly eliminated. More than 30 ladders were set up from outside the camp. Immediately, more than 30 people were killed.

A musketeer climbed up the ladder and pointed the black muzzle into the camp.

Piles of bonfires were quickly lit, driving away the darkness and making the area around the camp bright again.

At this time, more than 220 musketeers had gathered around the ladder, and more than 30 archers quickly lit rockets and fired them into the camp. This caused dozens of fire heads to appear in the camp, and the number was increasing rapidly.

A little further outside the camp, more than 170 fully armed joint cavalrymen were standing on the outside watching the battle with their horses in hand, ready to join the battle at any time.

at the same time

The musketeers climbing on the ladder could clearly see the approximate location of the enemy through the light of the campfire, and they immediately opened fire. Sporadic gunshots rang out all around, accompanied by the screams of the white gangsters.

After firing a shot, the musketeers immediately handed the flintlock musket in their hands to the people below, then took another loaded flintlock musket, pointed it at the figure in the camp and continued to fire, and so on.

Stop and fire.

The clear sound of gunshots could be heard constantly, and from time to time, white gangsters were shot and fell to the ground dead.

This was not so much a battle as a one-sided massacre.

Before the war, President Richard issued a strict order;

Regardless of whether they are humans or animals, as long as they are alive, they will be killed. No prisoners are required in this battle, without exception.

After the gunmen from the Tang Association took control of the wall, the white gangsters, who were already somewhat clever, rolled and crawled into the house, took out their guns and started shooting at each other. The "ping-ping-ping-pong" fight was lively.

But soon they discovered that something was wrong. Rockets shot in one after another, igniting the fodder, the wooden house, and the stables. All the houses in the four weeks were ignited. The fire in the camp was getting bigger and bigger.

The thick smoke was so thick that it was unbearable.

There was no other way. These gangsters had no choice but to escape from the burning houses, expose themselves to gunpoint, and then be shot to death indiscriminately on the street.

After just over 20 minutes

The houses in the camp have burned into a sea of ​​​​fire, spreading under the cold wind of April night. The flammable straw piles are more than 20 meters high and have even ignited part of the camp wall, forcing the Chinese gunmen on the wall to stop.

Don't retreat.

Richard held a long knife in his hand and stood side by side with William Richardson. The blazing fire illuminated his chiseled face, making him appear resolute and decisive.

"Almighty God! Please forgive this endless greed and killing. I sincerely pray for your guidance..." Ronald Evanson walked over from the side and pretended to make a cross on his chest.

A compassionate look.

Richard glanced at him as if unintentionally and said, "After the wild wolves entered, the mouth was blocked. These wild wolves that have tasted human flesh will not survive. I hope this can make you feel better."

"May all living beings be freed from suffering, and may God bless you! Amen!" Ronald Evanson made the sign of the cross again, with endless energy.

Seeing him doing this, Richard was speechless.

William Richardson, who was standing nearby, sighed lightly, silently crossed himself on his chest and prayed, and then said, "When this fire breaks out, there won't be many survivors in Hebend Village. I hope..."

At this moment

He saw several burning white gangsters climbing up the wall, trying to escape from this place of death. Then they were randomly shot to death by the Chinese gunmen below, fell into the blazing fire again, and were directly cremated.

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The rest of William Richardson's words seemed to be blocked and he could no longer say them.

People have been beaten to death, so what’s the point?

From this point alone, we can see Richard's unparalleled prestige among the Musketeers of the Tang Dynasty, and his orders were implemented to the letter.

After this incident, William Richardson gained another understanding of the young man standing next to him;

Not only is he highly skilled, he has the mysterious ability to communicate with wild wolves, he is also ruthless, and his mental toughness is far beyond that of ordinary people. You must not make an enemy of him.

This raging fire burned for more than 6 hours, not only burning all the buildings in Hewan Village, but also destroying nearly half of the wooden walls.

If the Tang Hui guys hadn't doused the fire with water continuously, the entire wall made of logs would have been destroyed.

The rest is simple. Clean up the ruins, bury the remains of people and animals into the big pit, collect the remains of some swords and guns, and then give them to the blacksmith to resmelt, which can be regarded as waste utilization.

A large amount of gold nuggets smelted into lumps were picked up from the ashes of Riverbend Village. The amount was astonishing. Especially in the Alexander-Madison gang lair, a hidden secret room was burned and destroyed, and two and a half tons were unearthed from it.

of gold.

The total amount of these golds totaled more than three tons, or about 97,000 ounces, which made a fortune indeed.

From this part of the income, in addition to the combat expenses and pensions of the Datang Society, and the promised generous bounties, there is still about 87,500 ounces of gold left.

1/4 of this revenue was distributed to Fangcaodi, and the rest was retained by Datang Society for military development, immigration expenses, reconstruction of Hewan Village and other matters.

The war burned Hebend Village to ashes, but the demand of gold prospectors along the American rivers would not disappear, so the reconstruction of Hebend Village was put on the agenda.

After discussions at a meeting, it was decided to establish the American River United Gold Mining Company, a subsidiary of the federation. Datang Hui and Fangcao Cao accounted for 7:3 shares respectively, with a total share capital of 10,000 shares.

That is, the Datang Society holds 7,000 shares, and Richard himself owns 5,000 shares. A total of 347 members of the Datang Society participated in the battle, including 326 ordinary gunmen with 5 shares each, totaling 1,630 shares.

There are also 21 officers, the squad leader has 10 shares, the deputy captain has 30 shares, and the full-time captain has 50 shares, for a total of 370 shares. The total of the two is exactly 2,000 shares.

The reason why Richard holds so many shares by himself is because the operation and arming of the entire Datang Society require Richard's personal contribution to maintain it. In fact, he plays the role of a warlord, and the weapons of the Datang Society are his personal armed forces.

The master eats meat and the servant drinks soup. This has been a natural and natural principle in feudal society since ancient times and no one has any objection.

In this way, everyone was happy. Everyone knew that the gold mining company was a good business that made a lot of money every day. The cohesion of the Datang Association was unprecedentedly high, and there was joy and excitement from top to bottom.

As the management entity, the American River United Gold Mining Company is responsible for maintaining the division of the American River gold mining area, identification of gold mining areas, fee collection, and matters related to the construction of Upper River Bend Village and Lower River Bend Village.

Shanghewan Village is the current burned camp. It is expected to expand to about five acres. It will mainly build wooden houses and operate grocery stores, taverns, grain and oil stores, restaurants, custom businesses and gambling stalls to meet the needs of gold diggers.

basic needs.

Xiahewan Village is near the former Datang Hui camping ground. The gold-rich area has been taken over by the Datang Hui. A waterwheel-type gold pan will be built soon as a self-operated business of the American River United Gold Mining Company.

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That is to say;

The American River Union Gold Mining Company is both a manager and a specific gold mining participant. If you think about it with your toes, you will know that it will definitely occupy the gold veins with the richest gold resources and benefit greatly from it.