"The Chinese are not as terrible as they imagined. Although I don't know what they killed more than 3,000 militias by relying on, I can tell you with certainty that they have nothing except a little trick. They dare not fight us head-on... So, as long as you are careful and keep your guard at all times, the Chinese will be useless and they cannot pose any threat to us."

Thomas Gunton is now the hottest figure in Denver City, even surpassing Mayor Charlotte... Because he defeated the Chinese, even if no Chinese was killed in that victory, he still won. The Chinese did not get any chance in front of him, but instead lost thousands of cows and hundreds of horses! These are all money, money!

Which Americans who come to the Midwest did not come for money? They yearn for the gold and silver mines here, and for the cheap land here... But there has never been an example of Thomas Gunton who gained such a large amount of wealth through just one march. Those who got rich overnight because of digging gold did not have Thomas Gunton like this. After all, no matter how valuable gold is, it takes a lot of time. But the people in California have just gone through a formality. At most, they just walked through the snow for a few hours. What is this?

So, after some contact, when Thomas Gunton went to the bar to thirst for him, people found him.

"Mr. Gunton, if the Chinese are so easy to deal with by you, then why can they achieve such an unbelievable victory in Colorado? ... Well, forgive me for this statement, but it is indeed a victory, although it is only achieved by the Chinese." The speaker was Andy, the leader of the militia from Kansas, who had no idea what his surname was. He, and Roman of Nebraska, and Marsh of New Mexico... They all gathered because they were keen on the victory of the Californians. Because they knew from the citizens of Denver that there were at least tens of thousands of cattle and countless sheep in the ranch around Denver.

Well, there are more horses, and this is just nearby. The number of the entire Colorado ranch will expand several times or dozens of times... And these cattle, sheep, and horses are likely to have been stolen by the Chinese... Maybe the Chinese have not all been collected, but they are definitely not just a few thousand cows in their hands. Moreover, the Chinese have also captured Pueblo and Colorado Prince, both of which were looted by the Chinese... So, they also have greater and more wealth, the wealth of the entire Denver, and even the entire Colorado. This is a huge sum of money, a huge sum of money that is unimaginable to them, the militia!

"My friend, have you ever met Chinese?" Thomas Gunton just smiled disdainfully and asked back.

"Of course I've seen it." Andy replied.

"Then what kind of people do you think they are?" Thomas Gunton asked again.

"That's more, it's dirty, ignorant, ignorant... It makes people feel disgusted when they see it!" Andy spread his hands and said naturally.

"Yes, those Chinese are even more annoying than the Indians with bird feathers." Marsh, who came from New Mexico, nodded and echoed.

"But they did kill three thousand people, three thousand white people, and they were all militiamen... Not everyone would have such good luck. Even if they were just a flock of sheep, if they were crazy, they could use their horns to kill many people." Roman said cautiously.

"Then we will kill them from a distance." Thomas Gunton sneered, "The number of Chinese people is far less than us, and they are not as good as us in terms of combat effectiveness or in other aspects. In this case, why should we be afraid of them? It is just because they have defeated and killed the three thousand militias in Colorado? This is not the reason why we are afraid of them. Gentlemen, we can actually defeat them, just be careful!"

"If you can deal with those Chinese just by being careful, then there wouldn't be so many white people killed in Pueblo!" A cold snorted from a corner of the bar, obviously not very much agree with Thomas Gunton's words.

"Is that so? Have you ever fought with those Chinese? Oh, I've heard that in Denver, there were many militia captured by Chinese, right?" Thomas Gunton poured a sip of wine into his mouth and grinned.

"Yes, I have indeed been captured by the Chinese, and, I believe, I am the first white militia to be captured by the Chinese." The man in the corner turned around, "My name is Abraham Miller!"

"Abraham? Tsk tsk, what a good name. Your parents must have hoped you will be elected president!" Marsh laughed loudly.

"My nickname is 'President'!" Miller didn't care about Marsh's teasing, "But I'm lucky than Lincoln! At least, after being captured by China, I did not lose my life."

"Do you think Chinese people are not easy to deal with?" Andy asked.

"The Chinese are not just not easy to deal with. In my opinion, they are very difficult to deal with." Miller shrugged. "In fact, I agree with the tactics adopted by Mayor Charlotte... Stand to support. Because the Chinese cannot risk losing a large number of men to attack the cities that are already prepared. Their numbers are small and they cannot afford to lose. But we are different. We have time. As long as the army arrives, we can launch a counterattack and completely eliminate them."

"Sure enough, you are a Colorado militia, hahaha..." Thomas Gunton laughed out loud.

"I know you look down on us. Yes, we were defeated by the Chinese and destroyed two cities by them. God, there are only a few cities in Colorado? But so what? At least we have fought with the Chinese. We are not afraid of them, but the Chinese's tricks are simply unimaginable..." Miller said.

"I remember I beat a kid in my hometown. Well, I beat him badly, but that kid was still very arrogant. He also told others that it was not that he could not beat me, but because he didn't have enough food at that time!" Marsh held his hands and made a funny expression. When he heard his words, the people in the bar couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, gentlemen, I think we shouldn't laugh at a 'brave' man. At least he had fought with the enemy, although he was captured..." Thomas Gunton smiled and pressed his hand, indicating that everyone should not laugh anymore, but his words triggered a burst of laughter again.

"Smile, you all laugh...... Do you really think your march won the victory? I can tell you accurately that it was a trick of the Chinese, a trick to lure you into attacking. If you continue to despise those Chinese as you are now, then prepare the coffin, and it is best to book a priest with the church to pray for you..." Miller said coldly.

"Mr. Miller, I can understand your feelings. In fact, I have some doubts about my victory, but... the bartender, give Mr. Miller another glass of wine, and it will be included in my account!" Thomas Gunton waved to the bartender and said.

"Ok!..." the bartender replied, "Mr. Gunton, you are so generous!"

"This is what it should be." Thomas Gunton grinned, but turned his head and never looked at Miller again. In fact, he was very unhappy with Miller's words. Who would have wanted to be poured with a basin of cold water when he was in a hurry? Especially Miller directly questioned the nature of his victory... This guy dared to say that it was completely a "gift" from the Chinese? If that were true, why couldn't your Colorado militia fight such a gift? If it weren't possible, can anyone else do it? However, in front of him, this guy is just a defeated general. Well, not even a general. At most, he is a soldier who was once captured. He doesn't intend to be too concerned about it. As a winner, he must have a little bit of a victor's demeanor.

"According to our reconnaissance, the Chinese are now in the nearby Angelo Ranch, and their number is far less than that of us, so taking the initiative is the method we should use... Of course, the Chinese are very cunning and insidious. If we want to attack, we must be very careful!"

"That's right. We don't have to wait for the arrival of the army. Those guys are not necessarily stronger than us. Moreover, if the army comes, we will not have such a good opportunity to achieve more benefits." Thomas Gunton's words resonated with people. Charlotte insisted on waiting for the army to come before going to war with the Chinese. Although this practice is the safest, it is a trick that only scared people will use. Furthermore, this does not benefit them from those who come from afar. What else will happen to them when the army comes? It is impossible to make a fortune like the Fonians led by Thomas Gunton.

"I think we'd better set up a joint command alone and command all the militias we brought..." Andy suddenly said.

"I agree." Marsh nodded, "We don't have to follow the command of a coward mayor."

"I have no problem either." Thomas Gunton also nodded. Although he was not afraid of the Chinese outside, there were only more than 1,000 militias from California, and there was no need to take on the task of destroying the enemy alone. After all, such things will inevitably be damaged.

"Who will be the commander?" Roman asked.

"Of course it's our Gunton...General!" The cowboys who were listening shouted.

"Snatching some cattle from the Chinese may not necessarily be able to be competent for the commander's position. This is a war, gentlemen." Andy said calmly.

"That's right." Marsh nodded, "Our commander must have a very detailed understanding of Colorado, especially around Denver, and California is so far away..."

"You are talking about the staff or the guide!" Thomas Gunton said unhappily.

"Anyway, it's almost the same!" Marsh didn't care.

"Who do you think is the right commander?"

"Of course it's me!"

"you?"

"That's right!"

"Hahaha……"

...

"A bunch of idiots!"

Miller walked out of the bar with a bottle of wine, and heard the arguments coming from inside, and couldn't help but curl his lips contemptuously.

"Do you think they can win?"

With one hand on his arm, Miller raised his already confused eyes and looked at it, but after seeing the person clearly, more loneliness appeared on his face:

"I thought your body was thrown into the river in Pueblo as well!"

"I'm very lucky!" Matthew sighed, "I returned to Denver after being exchanged, stayed at home and didn't come out until the Chinese returned to Denver again!"

"You think it's embarrassing?" Miller glanced at him again.

"Don't you feel embarrassed?" Matthew asked him back.

"I won't feel it soon. As long as the people in the bar are sent to God by the Chinese again, no one will feel that we are embarrassed." Miller snorted coldly, then sighed: "I would have been half of your luck."

"He was called back by the governor, otherwise he would have sat here like us, watching the arrogant guys fight against the Chinese." Matthew sighed again and helped Miller slowly walk to the street.

"Try hard? Do you think the Chinese will give them the chance to fight to the death? Have you forgotten how we were captured by the Chinese? And why did those guys fool everyone in Gannison? Jacques is a very careful person, and he is also very talented. When facing the Chinese again, he must be very careful, but he is still dead, and those militias... Most of the militias in Colorado used their lives to prove that they were made by those guys as jokes!... Humph, they are not trying hard, they are just looking for death!" Miller snorted coldly.

"Do you think we should tell the mayor these things?" Matthew asked again.

"What can the mayor do? Besides, do you really think that mayor Charlotte doesn't know what's going on here? He knows, but he has no choice, because he is even more embarrassing than us. He was caught twice by the Chinese... Everyone thought he was a coward, except us!" Miller snorted coldly.

"But if these foreign reinforcements were wiped out by the Chinese, the next one will be Denver." Matthew frowned, looking very worried. "Our home is here, and I don't want the Chinese to destroy it."

"But we destroyed their home first." Miller rolled his eyes, "Do you still remember the words the Chinese said to us when they were captured?...Precaution---"

"Your Chinese pronunciation is good, but I feel uncomfortable." Miller's last two words were in Chinese, but Matthew could understand. Retribution, these two words were taught by the Chinese workers when they were captured, and even the meaning was explained.

"But I like this word very much. How simple? It only takes two words, but if you use English, you need a lot of sentences..." Miller took another sip of wine and his voice became low: "Chinese people will also suffer from 'hard protection'."

"Do you know something?" Matthew was silent for a while after listening to Miller's words, and suddenly lowered his voice and asked.

"What's the matter?" Miller sighed, and his expression returned to the way he didn't care about anyone just now, and asked casually.

"Governor!" Matthew said in a low voice.

"Governor?...you mean that Grant?" Miller turned his face, "Do you know where he is hiding?"

"He's dead!"

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Angelo Ranch is now a Heat.

If you didn't know the specific situation and just look at the scene, I'm afraid everyone would think that the Chinese workers wanted to settle down here. Of course, the appearance of this family is really not very good: rows of trenches... This is certain. Since you want to deal with enemy troops that are several times more than you, how can you make no trenches? Although the land is very hard and there is snow, as long as the fire is burned and the snow water is melted, it is still easy to dig the land, at least it is not a difficult task for the Chinese workers. As for the coldness after the snow melts... isn't it still lit the fire?

There are low wooden houses in the trench... It is said that it is low, but the main reason is that most of the house is trapped in the ground. This is a design made by Guo Jinzhang based on the military commands he saw in the TV series. People can move in the area with a large range of movement, stretching and sprinkling bullets outwards through shooting. It is absolutely accurate to fight against militias without heavy weapons.

In addition, the tallest building in the ranch had long been converted into a turret... The soil from the trench was piled up to the outside of the house. Not only was the thick layer, but it was also poured with water... The whole turret was iced! Especially on the first layer, the thinnest of the turret was two feet thick. In this cold weather, even a cannon with a smaller diameter would be difficult to penetrate. This is the command center of Guo Jinzhang and others.

In addition, because of the ample time, Guo Jinzhang has some other designs that have made all Chinese workers exhausted, but no one dared to say that this kind of fatigue is something they are used to. Guo Jinzhang is still a teacher of a big guy. Can he offend him? These days, he is the stupidest Chinese workers, and now he can recognize twenty or thirty words well. This is because everyone has not mastered the pinyin well. If the Chinese pinyin is familiar, forty or fifty words will not be a problem. If this is the first place, who can do it before?

"Jin Zhang, we will defeat the Colorado militia first. If we defeat these foreign reinforcements and then deal with the regular federal army, it will probably not be easy?"

Under the shining sunlight, Li Asheng and Guo Jinzhang are studying the topographic maps of Denver and its surroundings just drawn, as well as the war layout model of Angelo Ranch built with soil, and are planning the next plan.

"You are not wrong at all. After winning again and again, even a pig knows that we are not easy to deal with, let alone regular troops? Moreover, although the US Army cannot rank in the world, their combat effectiveness is far stronger than the militia we are facing now. If we really start a war head-on, without complete preparations and sufficient troops, there is no possibility of winning at all... However, I am not talking about the army we are facing this time." Guo Jinzhang said.

"Oh?...what were you planning?" Li Asheng asked.

"Now that Denver has been cut off from the telegram line to contact the outside world. Even if we win, the Americans will not know in a short time. We will just beat them a time difference!" Guo Jinzhang said solemnly.

“Time difference?”
Chapter completed!