America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 459
"Farmer friends, come and join the supply and marketing cooperative! Various seeds are sold here at low prices! Farm tools are rented!"

"There are low-interest loans here, and it also manages the centralized purchase and sale of agricultural products!"

"There is Jinkela here! It can make the land fertile and double the harvest! One bag is better than two bags!"

A black man waved his arms and shouted to everyone in the camp.

This black man is naturally Sean.

After playing with Chen Jianqiu's two-and-a-half-year-old son in Lincolnshire for a few weeks, his mentality completely collapsed.

The little guy has learned to run and is extremely naughty.

The blacks were tortured every day until Chen Jianqiu and Asuka returned.

"Boss, or you should send me another errand." Sean cried with a sad face.

So he was sent here to disgust the colonists association.

This supply and marketing cooperative was Chen Jianqiu's idea.

Originally, the main purpose was to sell Roswell's chemical fertilizers, and after they were ready to settle down officially, they began to slowly gather these red-necked wool.

But after returning from Oklahoma, he changed his mind.

According to Chen Jianqiu's instructions to Xiao En, it doesn't matter how many people he recruits, as long as he doesn't let too many people join the colonists' association.

The Negro continued his propaganda:

"The most important thing! We! No! No! Yes! Fee!" Sean shouted to the surrounding farmers.

The braided man and the colonists' association were quickly left out, and more and more people gathered on the black side.

This aroused the extreme dissatisfaction of the braided man.

He led people into the crowd and came to Sean:
"Hey! Nigger! You're trying to mess with me, aren't you?"

"No, I'm just recruiting people for my supply and marketing agency." Sean shrugged his shoulders and said innocently.

The braided man's eyes widened: "You did it on purpose! If you don't come sooner or later, you should come when I come!"

Sean pointed to the expectant farmers around him:
"Who stipulated that you are only allowed to come here to bluff and cheat, so we can't operate legally?"

He glanced at the brochure in the braided man's hand: "Just for you, who can understand the long paragraphs of text on it?"

The braided man noticed the disdainful eyes of the red necks around him, and he suddenly realized that he had overlooked one point. These guys have always been proud of being illiterate.

"Tell me clearly, who is bluffing? Who is bluffing?"

The man with braids rushed in front of Sean in embarrassment, grabbed the black man by his collar, and looked like he wanted to shoot him.

But his assistant held him back.

"Tom! Don't be impulsive! The soldiers of the Federation are here!" The assistant pointed to a group of cavalry that was approaching the camp.

The braided man let go of the black man's collar, and said a harsh word:
"Nigger, it's best not to let me come to the Oklahoma area to see you. At that time, these federal cavalry will not be able to save you!"

The time has finally come to April 4, the day the borders will open.

It's a sunny morning.

A few days earlier, all had been allowed to pass through the Cherokee reservation to the borderline of the Open Land.

Tens of thousands of people lined up at once, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

Wagons, cabs, people's wagons, bicycles, and all manner of grotesque vehicles were laden with their belongings.

Their wheels are lined up side by side, stretching for miles.

People are anxiously waiting for the arrival of noon.

In front of them is an invisible line.

The army set up sentries at a fixed distance to monitor every move of these people.

Confederate cavalry, patrolling back and forth along this line, drove back those offenders who were unwilling to wait for the deadline.

Once again they showed their authority.

A few people who broke the rules repeatedly and dared to challenge their authority were beaten into a sieve and then lifted out of the border.

Yes, even dead bodies are not allowed to cross the line before noon.

The Oklahoma Settlers' Association didn't huddle with the retail investors.

They occupy a section alone.

The association claimed to have thousands of people, but the actual armed force of about 700 people finally appeared on the border.

Most of them are veterans and cowboys. They usually do odd jobs in Kansas or Texas, and occasionally do some house robbery to supplement their families.

Only at this time will they gather and appear collectively.

Beside them are several flatbed carriages carrying hand-cranked Gatling.

Kuqi glanced at his strong armed forces, feeling extremely excited.

These people are the basis for me to rule Oklahoma, and I am the king of Oklahoma!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help pointing to the vast grassland on the other side of the border line, and said impassionedly to the crowd:

"There is our future! It is the Garden of Eden that God gave us! We! Are unstoppable!"

The time is approaching noon every minute and every second.

The commander of the federal army glanced at his pocket watch.

Before the operation, all the officers on this line have already checked their watches to ensure the consistency of the orders.

The hour hand gradually pointed to twelve o'clock at noon.

The commander raised his revolver high and pointed it at the sky.

"Snapped!"

The gunshots sounded almost at the same time.

Suddenly, there was chaos along the border.

The people whipped the horses frantically and rushed forward.

However, due to lack of roads and overcrowding.

Before going far, the vehicle began to lose control crookedly and overturned to the ground.

All of a sudden, the sound of vehicles colliding, the neighing of horses, and the shouting and cursing of people joined together.

Horses, freed from overturned vehicles, galloped wildly around, trampling and ramming more vehicles.

Everything is chaotic and exciting.

At this moment of longing, people fell into extreme madness.

"Come on! Target, the plain south of the North Carnedine River." Couch shouted at the riders behind him.

He was convinced that they would be the first to reach their destination.

But what Kutcher didn't know was.

Last night, someone had knocked over the border and headed towards that land.

It was Li Sifu and his cavalry.

Except for a few flat carriages carrying boundary post materials, the rest are all light cavalry.

The reason why the patrolling soldiers couldn't find them was because Li Sifu and the others didn't walk directly from the plain.

They went directly into Indian reservations, and from there they made their way to the North Carnedine.

Union soldiers would not go looking for someone on an Indian reservation.

And right now.

Arkansas City trains line up for the Santa Fe Railroad into the Oklahoma area.

The trains were packed with sweaty people, not only in the carriages but on the roofs and running boards.

The slow speed of the trains gave them little advantage over those on the border.

They heard that there were as many as fifteen trains this time.

But what they didn't know was that before the departure of these fifteen trains, three trains marked with the Santa Fe Railway Company had already departed from Dodge City ahead of schedule.

It was full of Zhang Danian and his more than 1000 soldiers, Danny and his two hundred artillery cadets.

Of course, there are a dozen Maxims, piles of supplies and bullets, and the twelve Krupp field guns!
(End of this chapter)