America 1881: Legend of the West

Thurston was caught off guard by the ferocious Ronin.

He didn't know much about the Japanese, and he didn't expect that there would be such fierce resistance after the stronghold was broken.

"Shoot! Shoot!" Thurston shouted, taking out a revolver from his waist and hitting a samurai who was charging towards him.

Other white militiamen were also busy shooting.

However, the rogues holding swords had already rushed forward and fought with them.

Although these white militiamen were brave, they did not have any melee weapons at hand, so they could only resist with the guns in their hands.

Some of them can take down a ronin with a single shot after taking them away.

But those red-eyed ronin basically wouldn't give them a chance to reload their ammunition.

With one slash and two slashes, no matter how brave he is, he will have to lie down on the ground, not to mention that these rogues are all brave and not afraid of death.

The white militiamen gradually fell into a disadvantage.

After leaving a dozen corpses behind, they were quickly hacked out of the stockade.

Some of the rogues got excited and chased with their knives raised, but they were pushed back by a volley of volleys from the suppressed white soldiers.

Thurston had a huge gash on his arm and his clothes were torn.

He turned his head and found Duer standing behind him, wearing a suit without any wrinkles.

"Where were you when I charged just now?" Thurston glared at Duer with his hands on his hips.

Duer took out the pipe from his coat pocket, and then took out a small iron box from his pocket, opened it, took out some cut tobacco, put it into the pipe and pressed it.

He lit a cigarette, then patted the gun on his shoulder: "We didn't hold the line just now, so whether you can come back or not is still a question."

Thurston was furious.

I'm working hard in front of you, but you're here making sarcastic remarks!

He stepped forward and grabbed Duer's collar.

Not to be outdone, Duer pushed Thurston away and then punched him.

The punch hit Thurston right in the face, making stars appear in his eyes.

Thurston straightened up, wiped the corners of his mouth with his hand, and found that he was bleeding from the beating. He cursed harshly, then stepped forward and grabbed Duer's beard.

The two people just got into a fight.

Some Awami League members nearby came to start a fight, but most of them were either bandaging their wounds or firing cold shots at the village.

"Why are you still standing there? Go find Mr. Ambassador!" One alliance committee member said to another.

Everyone present was stunned for a moment.

Stevenson's participation in the coup was as much a tacit "secret" as Thurston's rebellious intentions.

But this matter cannot be taken seriously.

Because the ambassador participated in the coup, it means that the US government also participated in the coup. If this matter spreads, it is really unsightly in the international community.

The committee member knew that he had made a mistake, but he did not take back his words. Instead, he waved his hand and asked the man to find Stevenson quickly.

After borrowing two field guns from Chen Jianqiu, the Ambassador returned to the consulate.

The weapons were borrowed, and all that was left was to wait for good news.

He is already preparing how to report the situation here to the federal government.

However, there was a rapid knocking on the door of the consulate.

"Mr. Ambassador! Mr. Ambassador! Hurry, hurry, something is wrong!" A cry for help came from outside the door.

It was already evening, and the local employees in the consulate had already gone back to rest after get off work.

Stevenson did not ask his subordinates to open the door, but walked to the door himself.

He opened the door.

"Tony, why are you here?" Stevenson poked his head out and looked around. After finding that no one was paying attention, he sideways let the Hawaiian People's Alliance member named Tony in.

He took the man to his office.

"Aren't you attacking those Japanese? What happened?" Stevenson frowned.

Tony told Stevenson what happened:

"We were beaten back, and Duer and Thurston got into an argument and got into a fight!"

The ambassador covered his face with one hand.

His anger level is rising.

These two embarrassing things were really stuck in the mud and couldn't hold up the wall. They had all the cannons prepared for them, but they couldn't shoot them down and they actually started fighting among themselves in public.

If we count on them, what if we defeat them? Can they form a government? !

There was no other way, so Stevenson decided to go to Chen Jianqiu again.

Nowadays, it seems that no one can save this situation except him.

Thinking of this, the ambassador shook his head, quickly walked out of the consulate from the back door, and rode towards Chinatown again.

On the other side, the guard captain was looking for the police chief everywhere, and finally found him near a thatched cottage in the planting area.

A local barefoot doctor was using herbal medicine to treat his gunshot wound.

"You didn't rescue the Queen? Has the Queen decided to abdicate?" The police chief grimaced in pain. The doctor picked out the shrapnel in his wound with a knife and applied a layer of dark green herbs on it. "Then we are finished!"

"We can also mobilize the indigenous residents on the island. By the way, we still have some members of the Spear Club who have not been mobilized! We still have a chance!" the guard captain said eagerly, "The Queen is usually good to those nobles and people, and will Someone is willing to step up.”

If all civilians took up arms, they would be able to fight.

"Forget it, have you seen those nobles appear? They are either staying behind closed doors, planning to run away, or planning to join a new master! When I passed by Kasaba's house, that bastard was letting the servants Packing your luggage!"

The police chief sighed.

He pointed at the disgraced Hawaiian Lancers soldiers behind the guard captain: "The warriors who are willing to follow us are all here. You still have people at least. The policemen here have long since disappeared!"

"Oh!"

The captain of the guard slammed the table with his fist.

"Damn it, don't we have any other options?"

The police chief and the guard captain looked at each other in silence for a long time.

"I know there is a person who can help us rescue the queen now! That person is the sworn enemy of the Japanese and just taught them a lesson not long ago." The police chief suddenly raised his head and said.

"You mean? The leader named Chen in Chinatown?" The guard captain's face regained its luster.

"Yes, he is very powerful. I heard that in Chinatown, there were several cartloads of Japanese corpses dragged out!" The police chief stood up excitedly and waved his hand.

As a result, the wound was pulled, and the pain made him sit back down again.

The captain of the guard was right.

But he looked back at the sparse soldiers behind him and became discouraged: "But why should he help us?"

"Whatever, as long as the queen can be rescued, I can say anything!" said the police chief.

The two of them did what they said. They asked the soldiers to go back to repair while they walked towards Chinatown.

Neither of them spoke Chinese, and passers-by in Chinatown would hide whenever they saw them.

Finally, after going through many twists and turns, they finally met Chen Jianqiu on the second floor of the teahouse.

"Give me a reason why I should help you, gentlemen." Chen Jianqiu held two walnuts given to him by General Manager Chen in his hand and tilted his head to look at the two of them, "I'm not even from Hawaii."

What is supposed to come will still come, and some things cannot be avoided.

The guard captain and the police chief looked at each other, and then said to Chen Jianqiu:

"The people of Hawaii will always remember your kindness. We will erect a statue in your honor and we will compile your story into a song and sing it!"

Chen Jianqiu shook his head:

"I am a living person and do not need statues; I am not a savior, and I am not very interested in your praises."

He paused:

"I'm a businessman."

The guard captain and police chief immediately understood what he meant.

The guard captain was still hesitating, but the police chief responded much faster:

"Mr. Chen, as long as we can rescue the Queen, I can say anything!"

No matter what, agree first and then talk.

Strangely, Chen Jianqiu did not reply.

His gaze went over the heads of the two people and landed on the stairs outside the box.

Mr. Stevenson came up from downstairs.

He immediately saw the guard captain and police chief sitting in the box.

The two men hadn't noticed him yet.

The ambassador turned and left.

He didn't want to run into these two people here.

If Chen Jianqiu really followed his request and killed Kameda Masao for Thurston and the others, then the US government's involvement in the coup would have been officially certified.

However, a familiar voice came from behind his head:

"Mr. Stevenson, you're here, come in and sit down."