Wild North America 1846

late at night

In an inconspicuous house in a wooden house block in New Town, under the dim kerosene light, a dozen tough-looking white cowboys sat at a table with messy cups and plates, drinking and smoking while feeling drunk.

chat.

"This time, we Mancott brothers came here just to meet the legendary Oriental Quickshooter Richard. Remuneration is a secondary issue, but now..."

The leader of the fierce and strong man Kara Mancott stopped cutting the meat with the knife in his hand, picked up the cut piece of thin beef and stuffed it into his big mouth. He chewed it hard for a few times before saying; "But you told us... to deal with it"

It's an army, damn bastards, do you think we're all fools? I think you should be stuffed into a manure pit and drowned, then take our money and leave."

His words caused the other rough cowboys to burst into laughter. Some even blew a loud whistle, while others clapped their hands on the table and cheered wildly, creating a chaotic atmosphere.

This group of gangsters is the group of white cowboys that Richard met at the Bay Pier. They are the "Wild Wolf Brothers" Mancott gang from Las Vegas, New Mexico. Legend has it that the four brothers are all excellent gunmen.

None of the tough gangsters are weak.

the other side of the table

Sitting there was Sheriff's Assistant Joe Max, who was also one of John Sutter's closest men. His status skyrocketed after Sheriff John A. Clark and a dozen Mounties died in the battle on the American River.

Become one of the talkers in charge of the new town's police force.

He was not irritated by the other party's rude provocation, but played with the gold pocket watch in his hand boredly, and said in a nonchalant tone;

"Wow, we're not surprised that the famous Mancott brothers backed down. The enemy is too powerful. That's a good reason, isn't it?

You can take the money and leave. Mr. John Sutter has enough gold. Please allow me to remind you that you, the Mancott brothers, are not the only ones participating in this hunt.

Without anyone, the sun will still rise on this earth.

this period of time

San Francisco has a gathering of outstanding gunners from all over the Wild West. Everyone wants to be different, and among these people...with all due respect, you are not the best."

"You mean... there are better shooters than us?" Kara Mancott slammed his fists on the table and stood up, staring at Joe Max with his red eyes like a bull.

Looking at this fierce look, it seems like he wants to tear the opponent into pieces.

Civilization and military affairs are first, and military affairs are second to none. This is true both at home and abroad in ancient and modern times.

The words of the Sheriff's Assistant successfully aroused the competitiveness of the gangsters. They felt humiliated and became more and more excited.

Joe Max slowly raised his head, looked at Kara Mancott calmly with his eyes, the teasing look on his face gradually disappeared, and revealed a look of contempt, and said;

"Sit down, idiot, where do you think this is?

This is now and will remain the territory of Mr. John Sutter in the future. In this town, we have gathered more than 500 armed gunmen, everyone is fully armed, and every street is blocked airtight.

Listen idiot, don't act arrogant in front of me, I know you Mancott brothers are good players, but this is San Francisco, not Las Vegas, and this is not a place where you can be arrogant."

heard what he said

The other white gangsters could no longer sit still. They all stood up and drew out the muskets from their waists, cursing and pointing the black muzzles at Joe Max.

This arrogant and arrogant look is a sign of getting angry at the slightest disagreement.

Joe Max laughed with a disdainful expression, and successfully angered Duffy Mancott, the third in command of the gang. He was a rough guy with pimples on his face. He immediately picked up the hammer with his fingers and prepared to strike.

The gun blew open this arrogant guy's head.

In New Mexico, the reputation of the McCourt Brothers gang is almost universally known. How could they endure such humiliation?

"Wait a minute, don't act rashly. Don't forget that we are guests invited by Mr. John. We must maintain our grace here." The bandit leader Kara McCourt has not lost his mind yet. He grabbed the three men with his left hand like lightning.

Brother Duffy Mancott's musket, glared at him fiercely, and then ordered: "Everyone, please put away your guns. Can't the bread and beef here stop your mouths? Sit down."

Down."

Of course they had to listen to what the boss said. These gangsters reluctantly put away their guns, sat down and poured beer into their mouths to vent their unhappiness.

The bandit leader Kara McCourt knew that the temptation just now had failed, and the other party did not accept this trick at all, but he did not feel embarrassed at all.

He put a fake smile on his face and said; "Look...man, my brothers all like to joke, please don't mind it. Since you came here with the smell of high bounty, of course you must abide by Mr. John's rules. No one wants to

It's a waste of time, but to be honest, it would be suicidal to make it too difficult for us to deal with an army."

"Don't worry, Mr. John has a solid arrangement." Now that the other party had given in, Joe Johnson had no intention of continuing to manipulate. He grabbed the cowboy hat on the table and put it on his head, stood up and said; "There will be a senior executive in the next two days.

The Chinese leader Richard will also participate in the negotiation. He will not bring too many people with him by then. This is your chance to take action. Remember... Only by killing Richard can you get the highest reward of 5,000 gold ounces. Others

It’s much cheaper.”

After saying that, Joe Johnson tilted his head to the person next to him, and the mounted policeman beside him unloaded a heavy bag and threw it on the table.

When he opened it, he found that there was glittering gold sand inside, which weighed 4 pounds, and there were also banknotes worth about US$1,000.

"This is a deposit. The food, drinks and entertainment here are all taken care of by Mr. John. Whether you can make a lot of money depends on whether you have the ability."

After saying these words, Joe Johnson walked away with his men.

Money can make the world go round.

Seeing so much money, all the gangsters' eyes turned red. They all came over and weighed the bags containing gold, murmuring, "Gold, gold, gold, Mr. John is so generous!"

The bandit leader Carla McCourt was infected by the emotions of others, and the expression on his face became much more relaxed. He has not been dazzled by this gold yet, but has a complex look on his face and repeatedly chewed on what the police chief said before leaving; "Can

If you can’t make a lot of money, it depends on our ability...hehehehe..."

Today's new towns are a mixed bag and appear to be full of dangers.

After a large number of people flocked to the American rivers to dig for gold, today's new towns seem particularly deserted, with the permanent population dropping rapidly from more than 20,000 people in the past to less than 5,000 people.

Many new faces with guns come here, always wandering on the streets, adding a chilling and tense atmosphere out of thin air.

After the Alexander-Madison gang was completely wiped out on the American River, John Sutter could clearly feel the threat. He knew that the Union's spearhead would definitely be directed at the new town, and he would bear the brunt.

After confirming that the Mexican leader Juan Carlos had no intention of intervening, John Saad was not willing to sit still and wait for death. On the one hand, he negotiated frequently with the Federation, and on the other hand, he spent a lot of gold to recruit stray gunmen to strengthen his strength to fight against the increasingly powerful Federation.

Will have power.

Two weeks have passed since the battle on the American River.

The armed force in the hands of John Sutter grew rapidly from the original 40 mounted policemen and more than 200 white employees, and its strength more than doubled.

More than 300 white and Mexican gunmen were temporarily hired, including speculative adventurers who came from Las Vegas, Los Angeles, Sacramento and other places after hearing the news. They were like flies that smelled a bad smell, gathering from all directions.

Come.

This includes the powerful McCourt gang.

In this chaotic and disorderly western part of North America, even the McCourt gang has committed many crimes in New Mexico and is notorious.

It does not prevent them from acting as bounty hunters or mercenaries, openly committing murder and smuggling under the banner of maintaining order in San Francisco.

John Sutter's mansion on Old Washington Street

This Victorian-style mansion is the best residence in the entire New Town. It is made of a large piece of dark yellow rock and is decorated with Roman columns and arched doors and windows. The overall layout is magnificent.

Its main building and auxiliary buildings occupy nearly 3 acres of land, with a deep courtyard, even a lush grove, and a pond of about half an acre, covering a huge area.

Nowadays, there are heavy troops here. More than 200 white gunmen protect John Sutter's family day and night, and there are more than 40 private police on the outside to support them. It is like an impenetrable fortress.

Most of the homeless cowboys and Mexican gunmen recruited with money are under the hands of private police and are scattered on the streets of the new town. They hold guns in their hands and look at the pedestrians on the street with hostile eyes.

In this atmosphere of terror, more people left New Town and went to the American River to pan for gold, far away from this place of right and wrong.

"Are our people all arranged?" John Sutter was obviously thinner than two weeks ago, and his face didn't look very good.

Joe Johnson grinned confidently and replied, "Now the new town is full of our people. Whether it is Fangcaodi or Datang who dare to take a step, life and death are in our hands."

"Excellent. As long as we kill the leading Easterner Richard, oh, by the way...and my old enemy Mr. William Richardson, leaving the Federation leaderless, I will be confident that we can turn the situation around."

Speaking of which

John Sutter showed a long-lost smile, patted Joe Johnson's shoulder gently, and said in a trusting tone; "Show your true skills, Joe, as long as you kill Richard, the leader of the Tang Association."

, destroy the power of these Easterners, and I will hand over the management of the gold mining affairs on the American rivers to you. Don't let me down."

"Don't worry, sir, everything has been arranged. I swear in the name of God, if anyone who comes to negotiate steps into this trap, I will break Richard's neck with my own hands."

"And William Richardson."

"Yes, it's time to get rid of him. I will personally send these two people to the gallows."

"Great, I'm looking forward to it."

The two people's eyes met, and then they laughed heartily, as if they had firmly grasped victory in their hands.

The new town has opened its bloody mouth...