He's in the west, he's a cowboy

Just as he was about to go back to the house, he saw Hosea slowly walking out and said to Zhou Zheng, "Boy, are you okay?"

The old man in front of him had a kind smile. Even though Zhou Zheng was angry, he couldn't face such a person. He squeezed out a smile and said, "It's okay, it's just a small squabble. I didn't suffer, right? "

Hosea handed over a cigarette, Zhou Zheng was not polite, took the cigarette, took the match from Hosea's hand, and lit it for the old man first.

The old man took a deep breath of cigarette, and then said leisurely: "That's what Micah is, he is a desperado, but you are different, you are a good boy, I can see it."

"Well, I know. As long as he doesn't mess with me, I'll pretend I can't see him." Zhou Zheng also got angry and said, "After all, he is from a gang. I don't need to hold on to this matter." The old man He needs to be given face, and he has a high status in the gang.

"Haha, I will warn Micah, don't worry." Hosea looked at the big boy in front of him with a smile, "By the way, can you ride a horse?"

"Yes, my father once had a horse at home and I rode it, but then..."

Both Zhou Zheng and the original owner can ride horses.

"Sorry." Hosea looked at Zhou Zheng who was hesitant to speak. He was well-informed and naturally knew why: "I have a Shire horse. He is too big, and I am already old. It is not suitable for me. Well, if you don’t mind, I’ll let you ride it first.”

"Really!" Zhou Zheng was a little surprised. No matter in his previous life or in this life, he had never had a horse of his own. Raising a horse was much more expensive than raising a human being.

"Of course it's true, let's go, I'll take you to see it." Seeing Zhou Zheng's eagerness to try, Hosea himself became happy. He liked being with young people and seeing how energetic they were. It will make him feel young.

The two came to the house where the horses were kept. Hosea asked Zhou Zheng to open the door. Zhou Zheng struggled to push the snow at the door. The snow was very thick. It took him a long time to open the door.

The first thing that caught the eye was this black shire horse. It was tall, strong, and thick. This was the first impression that struck Zhou Zheng.

The Shire horse is one of the largest horses in the world. The horse in front of me is already taller than Zhou Zheng at its bare shoulders. Zhou Zheng estimated that he was around 170 points, which meant that the horse's shoulders had to be 180 degrees upward.

"This horse is not young anymore. You can ride it first, and when we get down from the mountain, we can sell it and replace it with a better horse that is more suitable for you." Hosea said cheerfully said.

"Thank you, thank you very much, Uncle Hosea. Can I take it out for a walk?" This was the first time Zhou Zheng saw such a big horse.

"Go on, be careful." Hosea waved his hand and took out a few small biscuit-like things from his small bag and handed them to Zhou Zheng: "This is oat cake, he likes to eat this the most."

After taking the oatmeal cake, Zhou Zheng slowly led the horse out of the cabin. The horse was very docile and walked slowly with Zhou Zheng in small steps.

After being led outside the small village, Zhou Zheng got on his horse and grasped the reins tightly. He did not rush to give any instructions to the horse, allowing himself and the horse to get used to each other.

After several minutes like this, Zhou Zheng slowly shook the reins and lightly kicked the horse's belly with his heel. The horse walked forward slowly and obediently.

The horse was very big and the sitting position was very stable. Zhou Zheng felt that his field of vision was different when he was sitting on the horse. The only thing he didn't adapt to was that the Sharma's broad back was a bit too wide. When he sat on the horse, his legs were very spread out. big.

Zhou Zheng slowly accelerated. Walk around the village. He had to adapt to the feeling of galloping on horseback as soon as possible. If anything happened, he would not be able to fight if he was not good at shooting, so he had to escape quickly.

He felt that Micah was definitely not a good person. He was not sure whether Hosea's warning would be useful to people like Micah. To forge iron, you still have to be strong yourself. Whether it is marksmanship, equestrian skills, or anything else, you have to take advantage of the opportunity. Learn quickly during this time. When you go down the mountain, you won't have any chance.

After a few turns, Zhou Zheng slowly got used to the giant beast on his crotch, and Sharma also got used to the small two-legged beast on his back. One person and one horse began to have a tacit understanding. Wherever Zhou Zheng pulled the reins, the horse would turn in that direction. It snored vigorously, and Zhou Zheng would scratch his neck or stuff a crushed cookie into his mouth.

It was getting colder and colder. Zhou Zheng slowly rode the horse back, led him to the house and tied it up. He also took the horse brush next to him and brushed the snow off the horse's body. If he didn't brush it clean, the horse would sick. The horse was still too big, and Zhou Zheng was tired from just brushing it, and Zhou Zheng was sweating profusely.

I didn't dare to go out at this time. If a gust of wind blew over, I would catch a cold. After staying in the house for a long time, I suddenly heard people outside shouting. When I looked up, I saw that Daqi and the others were back. It seemed that they had gained a lot.

Dutch's operation went smoothly, O'Drisco could not help this ragtag group, Colm O'Drisco never cared about his men.

Unlike Dutch, a small gang formed by family, team and honor, Colm only cares about the number of people in the gang. Except for a small number of henchmen, others are just cannon fodder.

Under the surprise attack by Dutch, Arthur and others, the mob resisted hastily for a while, then died and dispersed. In addition to leaving behind a huge camp and various supplies for Dutch, they also left behind a huge camp and various supplies for Dutch. Colm's best-laid plans fell apart.

Dutch and the others returned with a full load, and everyone's horses were filled with various captured materials. Several evil men smelling of gunpowder stood aside smoking cigarettes. Arthur also changed his sad look when he left, and smiled with Lenny and others. making wisecracks.

They also captured a prisoner and tied him to a nearby tree. Bill was either teasing him or interrogating him. Looking at his weird smile, it seemed that he didn't have any good ideas.

Ms. Pearson and Ms. Grimshaw were leading the girls in the camp to unload and organize everything. These are the most urgently needed supplies right now, including food, wine, cigarettes, and medicine.

Although Arthur and Charles hunted two deer, after all, there were more than [-] people in the gang, and these things could not be eaten for a few days. At the same time, John also needed some healing medicine.

Zhou Zheng stepped forward and rummaged through the pile of medicines and found several bottles of medicine for treating trauma. Although the letters on the instructions on the bottles were a little hard to read, he could still see the words anti-inflammatory and pain relief. Although the quality of medicines in this era cannot be guaranteed, it is still better than nothing.

"I'll take these bottles first. I have to change John's medicine." After greeting Ms. Grimshaw who was yelling at some girls, Zhou Zheng walked into John's room with the medicine.

"John, Arthur and the others have obtained some medicine. It's best to apply some medicine to your wound. This will help you recover faster."

Abigail saw this and said hurriedly: "Is there anything I can do?"

"Same as last night, a pot of hot water, some boiled and baked bandages, and leave the rest to me." Zhou Zheng said with a smile.

"Thanks, brother." John said gratefully.

"Don't thank me yet. These are some anti-inflammatory medicines. They will probably be very painful during disinfection. I hope you can bear it. I don't want you to cry out in pain." Zhou Zheng joked with a smile.

"Haha...hiss, don't underestimate me." John just wanted to laugh, but he pulled a wound on his face and sucked in pain.

"Okay then, come on, let's take off the gauze first."

As expected, there was a burst of howling when changing the dressing to reduce inflammation. Although John was a tough guy, he still grimaced in pain, and the injury happened to be near his mouth. As a result, the pain became more and more painful, and the more he grinned, the more painful it was. He was really unlucky.

During this period, Dutch also came in for a visit, and he became more and more satisfied with the young man in front of him who had courage, good skills, and some medical skills. That's right, Zhou Zheng has already become a master of medicine in this era. After all, most rural medical skills in this era were still performed by barbers. His best skills were sawing arms and legs. He could normally stop bleeding and bandage and apply medicine. He was already a good doctor, at least better than Pastor Swanson.

After changing the dressing and bandaging, little Jack stood timidly at the door, stretching his head and looking into the house. He also came to visit his father.

Arthur was right. John was just stupid. He didn't know how to get along with children. His tough tone and scary look scared the children.

Zhou Zheng liked this cute child very much and made him a few gadgets out of straw. Little Jack soon became happy again, laughing and jumping around to play by himself.

"You are very good at getting along with children." John said enviously.

"You can do it too. You're just not very good at talking. I can tell that you still care about that child. You just don't want him to see you like this." Zhou Zheng comforted.

"Maybe, maybe I'm not a qualified father." John looked a little depressed.

Zhou Zheng patted John on the shoulder: "Then work hard and be a good father."

He waved to John and pushed the door open. Seeing a group of people surrounding the prisoner, Zhou Zheng also went over to join in the fun. This guy's name was Kieran Duffy. He had just joined the Austrian Gang a few days ago and was just a groom who raised horses when he was caught by Arthur. It's really a bit unlucky.

Among the several people, Bill was the most enthusiastic. This guy held a red-hot poker and kept making gestures at Kieran's crotch, which scared Kieran and made him cry. Zhou Zheng felt a little tight in his crotch when he saw it, so he quickly found an excuse to escape.

The uncle has no name, and everyone in the gang calls him uncle. He always holds his bottle, sleeps when he is drunk, and continues drinking when he wakes up. He lies on a pile of firewood in Pearson's kitchen, humming. I didn't know what the tune was, but when I saw Zhou Zheng, a kid who had just joined, I handed him a wine bottle and invited him to drink. Looking at the dirty bottle, Zhou Zheng felt that for his own health, it was better not to drink.

Mr. Strauss is the accountant of the gang. He looks like a dog-headed strategist. He is a bit taciturn. He is standing in front of the room with a ledger and calculating something. Zhou Zheng wants to step forward and make a call. In greeting, he just nodded and looked down at his account book again.

When he saw Arthur smoking a cigarette outside, he said to the best sharpshooter in the gang: "Hey, cowboy, can you teach me how to shoot."