America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 13 Only a Dead Indian is a Good Indian

After roasting and disinfecting the dagger on the bonfire, Chen Jianqiu squatted beside Asuka.

"Asuka, bear with it, it might hurt a little."

Xiao En pressed his shoulder, and Chen Jianqiu pressed it up, controlling the other half of Asuka with his body.

Fortunately, the position of the bullet was not very deep, and the dagger quickly picked out the bullet. Even so, Asuka was still sweating in pain.

Fortunately, no bones were injured, but the wound was a bit big, and the road was bumpy just now, and a lot of blood was shed.

But how to deal with the wound?This wilderness, could it be the same as what I have seen in movies, try to burn the wound with gunpowder?
"Chen, can you help me find a kind of herbal medicine? The leaves are like feathers, and the flat-topped small white flowers cluster. My people use it to stop bleeding and treat trauma. We call it yarrow. This mountain should have it."

"I'll go take a look now."

The heavy rain in the mountains came and went quickly. Outside the cave, the rain had stopped, but the sky was still dark.

Yarrow is a very common plant. Chen Jianqiu went around outside the cave, and soon found a lot in the open space between several trees.

In addition, God also gave an extra surprise. Near the few yarrow plants, there were a few hares eating like no one else was there.

Chen Jianqiu pulled out his daggers, aimed at one of them, and threw the dagger at it.

The dagger was fast and accurate, and it hit the rabbit accurately. The poor rabbit didn't even hop a few times, and fell to the ground.

Chen Jianqiu ran over to pick up the rabbit, picked up a few yarrow plants, put them in his pocket, and prepared to return to the cave.

The hallucination in the cave just now was like being there. It definitely didn't happen out of thin air. Could it be something in his dusty memory?
With this flying knife, he also shot it smoothly, but he hit every shot.What has happened to this body possessed by him through time travel?

While thinking, Chen Jianqiu returned to the cave.He dumped the rabbit's carcass to Sean.

"dinner."

Sean's saliva was almost drooling, he took the rabbit and the dagger, and began to skin them.

Chen Jianqiu walked to Asuka, took out the yarrow from his pocket, pulled off the leaves, and handed it to him.

Asuka put the leaves in his mouth, chewed them into a paste, and applied them to the wound.

Chen Jianqiu tore off a piece of clean new cloth from his gown, bandaged it for Asuka, and handed him the water bag.

"It should be fine soon, cough, cough..." Asuka took a sip of water, but choked it out.

Chen Jianqiu was noncommittal, he reached into his bosom to get the pack of cigarettes.

The cigarettes were taken out, the outer packaging of the cigarettes was soaked, most of the pack of cigarettes was wet, and the box of matches, on the contrary, was mostly unaffected because it was pressed inside.

"Boss, if I knew your matches were still usable, I wouldn't have to work hard to dismantle the bullet casings." Sean had already finished dealing with the hare. He sharpened a branch, put the whole hare on, and roasted it on the bonfire.

The cave was soon filled with the smell of rabbit meat. After Chen Jianqiu cut a few pieces and handed them to Asuka, he sat back by the campfire and began to taste his handicraft with Xiao En.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu not sure if he could smell the aroma or the warmth from the bonfire, but the tied up lieutenant woke up, but his whole body was tied up tightly and his mouth was stuffed, he could only look like a maggot Same twists and turns.

Chen Jianqiu pulled out the rag from his mouth.

"You sons of bitches! Bastards! Bitch! I'm going to kill you guys! I'm going to..." Before he could finish speaking, Sean punched him on the head, and he was honest right away, just panting gruffly.

Chen Jianqiu gave him two sips of water, cut two pieces of rabbit meat and stuffed them into his mouth.

"I am the son of Lieutenant Edward, little Edward, you let me go, you let me go, I promise..."

The rag was stuffed back into the second lieutenant's mouth. Chen Jianqiu took out a leather dog tag (identification tag) from his pocket, tore off the epaulettes from his military uniform, and put it in his own pocket. .

He handed Asuka a revolver and bullets: "If this bastard acts recklessly, we will punch a hole in his head."

Asuka nodded.

"Xiao En, go out with me tonight." Chen Jianqiu clapped his hands after finishing eating the rabbit meat.

Sean nodded, but looked at Asuka worriedly.

"I'm fine, it's just that my left arm is temporarily inconvenient." Asuka held the gun in his right hand and flew up playfully, "Don't worry, I won't kill him yet."

……

"Has the second lieutenant's body been found?"

Lieutenant Edward paced back and forth in a tent at the camp of the Valley Cavalry Company

He was very irritable. The army had been chasing Crazy Horse's son for more than half a year. Although he received a telegram from his old boss a few days ago to wipe out the rest of the tribe, he still let that man run away today.

The second lieutenant is his son, and he originally planned to let him practice more with him. After all, if you fight a tiger, you invite brothers, and you are a father and son soldier.

As a result, this kid was eager for success, and the two of them chased him out, but now only two horses came back.

Sometimes, he really envied his officers. More than ten years have passed since the Civil War, and soldiers like him can only be promoted by killing Indians.

However, the strength of his cavalry company has been abolished repeatedly, from the original full strength of more than 100 people to less than [-] people now.

Now that no one has been caught, the higher-ups can't explain it, and he has lost his son, and he has to experience the pain of bereavement at a young age. His son's mother, that is, the old lady from a well-known family in New York, will also Hand tore him.

Thinking of this, he angrily overturned the map on the table, the coffee that was originally pressed on the map was knocked to the ground, and the adjutant beside him didn't dare to breathe.

"Search the mountains! Search the mountains for me! Dig three feet and find them."

"Report sir, the Indian with the scar on his face is back." An orderly came in and reported to Lieutenant Edward.

"He's back? Well done, I'm about to go find him." The lieutenant was not in a good mood.

If it wasn't for the Indian's failed assassination, he wouldn't have alerted the other party. If he didn't alarm the other party, the other party would have been unprepared, unprepared, and his ambush plan must have been flawless. If you can chase, you won't die.

You see, when people are angry, the logic is so clear.

At this time, Scar Yu didn't know what happened here, nor did he know what the lieutenant was thinking.He was led into the tent, and his weapons were left outside.

"Lieutenant, I helped you find Asuka, I hope you can keep your promise and let my wife go." Scar Feather said in a hoarse voice.

The lieutenant didn't seem to be in a hurry to answer his question, he started to reorganize the map on the table, the adjutant hurried over to help, picked up the cup of coffee from the ground, and planned to pour a new cup for his officer.

"Then where is Asuka now?" The lieutenant didn't even raise his head.

"Your people have been following me. According to my information, they should be easy to find."

"I asked you where Asuka is now?!" The lieutenant slapped the table and shouted.

"I don't know." Scar Feather replied with an expression on his face, "At first you just asked me to take you to find him."

"Is there something wrong with your brains?" The lieutenant raised his head and stared at the Indian in front of him. "I want him dead! Do you understand?"

"I tried, but it failed. They have a very good Chinese," said Scar Feather.

"Then what are you doing back here?"

"I have no face to see Asuka, hoping to exchange my wife's life with myself."

Two soldiers walked in, tied up Scar Feather, and took him out.Scar Yu didn't struggle, he was like a wooden man the whole time.

"Let that woman go?" the adjutant asked the lieutenant tentatively.

"Kill them together." The lieutenant looked at the map again without even raising his head, "I'm tired, you guys go out."

"Only a dead Indian is a good Indian" - Philip Sheridan, General of the American Civil War
(End of this chapter)