Wild North America 1846

Chapter 68 Trap
late at night
In an unremarkable house in a wooden block in the new town, under the dim light of kerosene lamps, a dozen tough-looking white cowboys were sitting at a table with messy glasses and plates, drinking and smoking while being three-pointedly drunk to chat with.

"This time, we Brothers Mancourt came here just to meet the legendary oriental fast gunner Li Cha for a while. Remuneration is a secondary issue, but now..."

The fierce and strong man Kara-Mancourt stopped the knife in his hand, picked up a piece of thin beef and stuffed it into his big mouth, chewed hard a few times before saying; "But you told us...the It's an army, bloody bastards, do you think we're all fools? I think you should be drowned in a cesspit and walk away with our money."

What he said caused the other rough cowboys to burst into laughter, some even blew a loud whistle, and some clapped their hands on the table and applauded wildly, creating a pandemonium.

This group of gangsters is the group of white cowboys that Richard met at the bay pier. They are from the "Wild Wolf Brothers" Mancourt gang in Las Vegas, New Mexico. It is said that the four brothers are all excellent gunmen. Bandits are not weak hands.

the other side of the table

Sitting is Assistant Sheriff Joe Max, who is also one of John Sutter's confidantes. After Sheriff John A. Clark and a dozen mounted policemen died in the battle on the American River, his status rose sharply. Become one of the talkers in charge of the police force in the new town.

He was not irritated by the other party's rude provocation, but was playing with the gold pocket watch in his hand, and said in a nonchalant tone;
"Wow, we're not surprised that the famous Mancourt brothers backed down, the enemy is too strong for a good reason, isn't it?
You can take your money and leave, Mr. John Sutter has enough gold, please allow me to remind you that it is not just you Mancourt brothers who are involved in this hunt.

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

this period of time

San Francisco. Great gunslingers from all over the Westfall, everyone trying to be different, and among these guys...with all due respect, you guys aren't the best. "

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

Looking at this ferocious appearance, it seems that the other party is about to be torn into pieces.

Civil and martial arts are the first, and martial arts are not second. This is true both in ancient and modern China and abroad.

The words of the sheriff's assistant successfully aroused the aggressiveness of the gangsters. They felt humiliated and their emotions became more and more agitated.

Joe Max raised his head slowly, looked at Kara Mancourt calmly with his eyes, the ridicule on his face gradually disappeared, and revealed a look of disdain, and said;
"Sit down idiot, what do you think this is?
This is, and will remain, the territory of Mr. John Sutter. In this town, we have gathered more than 500 armed gunmen, each of whom is heavily armed, and sealed off every street.

Listen idiot, don't play tricks in front of me, I know you Mancourt brothers are good players, but this is San Francisco not Las Vegas, not a place for you to be arrogant. "

hear what he said

The other white gangsters couldn't sit still any longer, they stood up and pulled out the muskets at their waists, pointing their black muzzles at Joe Max cursingly.

This pair of swords are on the verge of breaking out, it is a posture that if they disagree with each other, they will fight with each other.

Joe Max laughed with a disdainful "chi" and successfully angered Duffy Mancourt, the third eldest in the gang. He was a brut with acne on his face. The gun blows the arrogant guy's head open.

In the New Mexico area, the notoriety of the McCourt brothers' gang is almost household name. How can they bear such humiliation?
"Wait a minute, don't act rashly. Don't forget that we are the guests invited by Mr. John. You must maintain your demeanor here." The bandit leader Kara McCourt still hasn't lost his mind, and one of his left hands grabbed three people like lightning. Brother Duffy-Mancourt's musket, gave him a hard look, and then ordered: "Everyone put away the gun for me, can't the bread and beef here not stop your mouths? Sit down Down."

Of course you have to listen to what the boss says, 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 didn't accept this at all, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all.

He said with a fake smile on his face; "Look... man, my brothers like to joke around, please don't mind. Since you came here smelling of high rewards, of course you have to follow Mr. John's rules. No one wants to A waste of time, but honestly, making it so difficult for us to deal with an army is tantamount to suicide."

"Don't worry, Mr. John has a solid arrangement." Now that the other party has subdued, Joe Johnson has no intention of continuing to make decisions. He grabbed the cowboy hat on the table and put it on his head, stood up and said; "There will be a high-level executive in the next two days The Chinese leader, Li Cha, will also participate in the negotiation, and he will not bring too many people with him. This is your chance to make a move. Remember... Only by killing Li Cha can you get the highest reward of 5000 gold ounces. Much cheaper."

After finishing speaking, Joe Johnson turned his head to the people around him, and the mounted policeman next to him untied a heavy bag and threw it on the table.

When I opened it, I saw golden sands inside, which weighed 4 pounds. In addition, there were banknotes worth about 1000 U.S. dollars.

"This is a deposit. Mr. John takes care of eating, drinking and having fun here. Whether you can make a lot of money depends on whether you have the ability."

After leaving this sentence, Joe Johnson led his men and walked away.

Money can turn the devil around.

Seeing so much money, the gangsters' eyes were red, and they came over to weigh the bag containing the gold, and murmured in their mouths; "Gold, gold, Mr. John is really generous!"

The bandit leader Kara McCourt was infected by other people's emotions, and the expression on his face was much more relaxed. He has not been dazzled by this little gold for the time being, but repeatedly chewed on the words Mr. Sheriff said before leaving with a complex expression; If we can't make a lot of money, it depends on our ability... Hehehe..."

Today's new town is a jumble of fish and dragons, and it seems to be full of dangers.

After a large number of people flooded into the American river to pan for gold, today's new town is particularly deserted, and the permanent population has dropped from more than 2 in the past to less than 5000.

Many new faces with guns come here, always wandering on the street, adding a chilling tension out of thin air.

After the Alexander Madison gang on the American River was completely wiped out, John Sutter could clearly feel the threat. He knew that the spearhead of the Federation would definitely point to New Town, and he would bear the brunt.

After confirming that the Mexican leader Juan Carlos had no intention of intervening, John Sade was not willing to sit still. On the one hand, he negotiated frequently with the Federation, and on the other hand, he sprinkled a lot of gold to recruit wandering gunmen to recharge his strength against the increasingly powerful Federation. Will power.

Two weeks have passed since the Battle of the American River.

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

More than 300 white and Mexican gunmen accepted temporary employment, including speculative adventurers from Las Vegas, Los Angeles and Sacramento after hearing the news. They gathered from all directions like flies smelling the smell Come.

Among them, the powerful McCourt gang is also included.

In this chaotic and disorderly western North America, even though the McCourt gang has done a lot of evil in the New Mexico area, it is notorious.

It also does not prevent them, as bounty hunters or mercenaries, in the name of maintaining order in San Francisco, and doing some murder and robbery.

John Sutter House on Old Washington Street
This Victorian-style mansion is the best residence in the entire new town. It is built from a large piece of dark yellow rock and 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, the courtyard is deep, there is even a lush grove, and the pond of about half an acre occupies a very large area.

Now there are heavy troops hoarded here, more than 200 white gunmen are protecting the John Sutter family day and night, and there are more than 40 private police on the periphery to support it, which seems to be an impenetrable fortress.

Most of the homeless cowboys and Mexican gunmen recruited with money were assigned to the private police, scattered on the streets of the new town, holding guns in their hands, and looked at the pedestrians on the street with hostile eyes.

In this horrible atmosphere, more people left the new town to go to the American River to pan for gold, away from this place of right and wrong.

"Have our people been arranged?" John Sutter was obviously thinner than two weeks ago, and his complexion was not very good.

Joe Johnson grinned confidently, and replied; "Now the new town is full of our people. Whether it is Fangcaodi or Datang, they will dare to step in. Life and death are in our hands."

"Great. As long as I kill the leader of the Oriental, Richard, oh, yes... and my old enemy Mr. William Richardson, and make the Federation leaderless, I have the confidence to turn the situation around."

Speaking of here
A long-lost smile appeared on the corner of John Sutter's mouth, he patted Joe Johnson's shoulder lightly, and said in a trusting tone; "Show your true skills, Joe, as long as you kill the leader of the Tang Dynasty, Richard , Destroy the power of these Easterners, and I will hand over the gold rush affairs by the American River to you. Don't let me down."

"Don't worry sir, everything has been arranged. I swear in the name of God, as long as those who come to negotiate step into this trap, I will wrench 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 to the gallows."

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

The eyes of the two met, and then they laughed happily, as if they had already firmly grasped the victory in their hands.

The new town has opened its bloody mouth...

(End of this chapter)