In this era, even the United States, which would dominate the world in the future, had just begun the development of industrialization and urbanization, and the entire state of California was still filled with the style of the natural wilderness.
Running wildly in the wilderness, Tang Zheng even saw a few native Indians, with brightly colored feathers on their heads and simple matchlock guns, chasing the deer.
Tang Zheng, who was riding a horse and dragging eleven more, charged in a mighty manner. Wherever he went, passers-by stopped and looked at him curiously.
In nearly a day, Tang Zheng had already killed six horses. Although he felt sorry for these horses, there was nothing he could do about it. Every minute now was precious to him.
When a small town appeared in the field of vision, the horse under his crotch seemed to be dying. The horse kept foaming from its mouth and was shaking a little while running.
"I'm sorry!" Tang Zheng pulled out his bayonet and stabbed the big yellow horse hard in the butt. He wanted to squeeze out as much of its residual value as possible.
The big yellow horse lived up to expectations and finally rushed into the town. However, as soon as he stepped into the entrance of the town, the horse's hoofs could no longer exert their strength, and his front legs gave way and he knelt to the ground.
Tang Zheng took his feet off the stirrups, loosened the reins at the same time, pressed the horse's head, and jumped off the horse's back.
With a bang, the big yellow horse fell to the ground. The inertia of the sprint and the weight of more than a ton made it like a road roller, scraping out on the road, leaving a deep red blood trail.
The big yellow horse was frothing and struggled for a long time, but it didn't even have the strength to scream.
Residents of several nearby towns stared at this scene in stunned silence. They thought it was incredible. Horses are very expensive livestock. How could he waste them so much?
"Go get some water, get some good materials, and feed it!" Tang Zheng comforted the other horses and took out two hundred dollars, "Who is willing to do it?"
At this time, this was a large sum of money. After being stunned, the townspeople rushed forward happily.
"Don't be lazy. Otherwise, if you let me know, I will blow your head off!" Tang Zheng chose a middle-aged woman who looked very honest. After giving her the money, he walked to the town. "There is a place where you can eat.
where?"
Although it takes some time to find it, this is what Tang Zheng lacks the most. He can last for several days without eating or drinking. But horses can't, they need to rest.
"There is a tavern in town, and your horses can also be taken care of!" A town resident greeted Tang Zheng warmly and asked about his origins.
"That horse is too seriously injured and is dead. Can you sell it to me?" An old man took off his hat. After greeting Tang Zheng, he showed a sly smile. He could tell that this horse was not good at all.
If you're short of money, you probably won't let go of that dead horse, and you can definitely take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune.
"Okay, but you have to answer a few questions!"
Hearing Tang Zheng's reply, the old man couldn't be more excited.
As soon as the two people entered the tavern, the old man shouted.
"George, come on, have two glasses of good whiskey. By the way, ask your son to take care of the horses outside and ask for the best fodder."
"What is the largest city from here?" Tang Zheng pushed the wine glass aside. "Please bring me a glass of water and a lunch."
"San Francisco!" The old man was obviously a little stupid. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip eagerly.
"Didn't you see the direction I'm coming from? I'm going to Salt Lake City!" Tang Zheng rolled his eyes at this guy and said in a serious tone, "If your answer continues to be so inconsistent, I will smash your head!"
"Sacramento, the state capital of California!" The old man said solemnly.
"It's too far. If it's closer, it needs to be a city with a train station!" Tang Zheng drank some water and thought about the next trip.
Only after riding a horse did he realize that there is no difference if it is a short distance, but once the journey exceeds a day, there will be a gap between the journey and the train, and it is a waste of physical energy.
Horseback riding is a physical job, and the bumps are unbearable. If it weren't for Tang Zheng, an ordinary person's bones would fall apart.
"Vallejo, if you want to ride a horse, you still have about half a day!" The old man smiled and replied respectfully.
"A lowly yellow man deserves such groveling!"
An untimely voice sounded, and the old man didn't need to look to know that it was a well-known bad boy in the town. He was obviously eyeing this young man and was preparing to blackmail him.
"Your lunch!" George placed the plate filled with food in front of Tang Zheng.
Tang Zheng gave the dollar, picked up the spoon, and quickly ate the food.
When the tall cowboy saw that the other party didn't answer, he couldn't get angry, so he pushed his chair away and walked to the bar.
His right hand reached into his clothes and scratched an itch. The young man dressed in cowboy coughed deliberately and spat a mouthful of thick phlegm into Tang Zheng's dinner plate.
The people in the tavern burst into laughter, thinking that the young man was going to be in trouble.
"Sorry, I didn't see you here!" The cowboy put his right hand on the revolver in the holster on his waist, with an obvious threat.
Several of Bad Zai's younger brothers also gathered around.
"Don't be impulsive. If you fight, you will die. Give them some money and send them away!" The old man persuaded. This kid was just an outsider. Even if he was killed, the police chief would be fine.
"Boy, if you know what's going on..."
Before Bad Boy could finish his words, he was interrupted. Tang Zheng picked up the dinner plate and covered his face fiercely.
Several young men were so surprised that they quickly drew their guns, but unfortunately they were too slow.
Tang Zheng grabbed the bad guy's hair, slammed it on the bar, took away his revolver, and put it on his head.
Bang, a bullet tore off the ear and shot into the wooden board.
The bad boy screamed like a pig, and the other guests were no longer calm. They squatted down and hid under the table, fearing that they would be harmed.
"Please follow the recipe just now and give me another lunch!" Tang Zheng said to the frightened shop owner.
"Let me go, do you know who my uncle is?"
Before the bad guy finished his threat, Tang Zheng picked up the whiskey glass and hit him hard on the temple.
Poof, the wine glass shattered, and blood poured out, covering the bad guy's face.
The old man was so frightened that he could no longer stand on his legs. When he saw the bad boy, his eyeballs were so smashed that they popped out.
"One minute, I can't see the food, and you will be like him!" Tang Zheng pointed at the shopkeeper with his revolver. As for the bad boy, after being released, he slid to the floor.
"Kill him!" A younger brother reacted, but as soon as he finished shouting, a bullet penetrated his head and blew his skull away.
The distance was too close. Tang Zheng could still blow their heads off even with his eyes closed.
Bang, bang, bang, several dead bodies fell to the ground.
The onlookers lost their composure and fled out of the tavern one after another. The old man was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground. He regretted coming to his door.
"You, please leave quickly. His uncle is the police chief and will kill you." The old man was quite smart and knew how to surround Wei and save Zhao, so he pretended to care about Tang Zheng and let him leave voluntarily.
"After dinner, I will leave!"
With a gun pointed at him, the shopkeeper could only serve lunch obediently, but his trembling hands caused a lot of food to spill.
Tang Zheng took the dinner plate and wolfed it down. As for the strong and pungent smell of blood, it had no effect on him at all.
More and more townspeople gathered around. They hid outside and peered around to check. The town police chief took a shotgun and fired it into the tavern.
A hole was blown out of the wooden ceiling, and splinters of wood were scattered down.
Tang Zheng ignored it at all and continued to ask the old man questions. His journey this day was not just about rushing, he thought of many coping strategies. Fortunately, he had an answer.
"Come in, beat him to death, and each person can get two hundred dollars!" The police chief already knew that a big money man was here, and he was Chinese anyway. If he was killed, no one would be held accountable. When he thought about the horses, they could be sold.
He was very excited about the price.
After eating and drinking, Tang Zheng stood up, ran to the window next to him, and knocked out.
"He's over here!"
Amidst the sound of shattering glass, the townspeople shouted nervously, but they were immediately drowned out by gunshots.
With Tang Zheng's strength, he was completely crushed against the police chief. Before he could see his target, he was shot in the neck, torn apart, and fell down with a thud.
Tang Zheng fired a few shots casually, causing the townspeople to disperse.
Throwing away the empty revolver, Tang Zheng mounted a chestnut horse and continued on his way.
In the evening, Tang Zheng arrived in Vallejo, asked about the location of the train station, and rushed there.
There is still no train leaving immediately. The earliest one is going to Sacramento at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning.
"We'll set off tomorrow morning. We must have added water and coal!" After asking how many trains were parked in the train station, Tang Zheng couldn't wait any longer and rushed over with his war horse.
"Hey, there are other people waiting. No entry is allowed. Leave quickly!" The staff guarding the station saw Tang Zheng appear and immediately drove him away.
"I missed the salute!" Tang Zheng made an excuse, and when he approached the employee, he slashed his neck with a knife.
The moon is dark and the wind is high, which is really suitable for wreaking havoc.
"We still need a coolie, it's you!" Tang Zheng put the fainted employee on the horse, and after spending ten minutes, he found the train.
During this period, two more employees were knocked unconscious. Now they have all become coolies, wielding shovels on the locomotive and adding coal to the boiler.
Tang Zheng pointed his gun at them, looked at the pressure gauge, and while waiting for the boiler to heat up, asked about driving methods.
I have to say that trains in this period were really simple, and there were rails, so derailment was unlikely.
"Okay, can we go?" An employee with a black face wiped his sweat and begged Tang Zheng. He was still shocked that someone dared to rob the train. Is this guy crazy? Rob this thing.
What’s the use? And it can’t be sold?
"Who will give me more coal when you leave? Don't worry, as long as you reach your destination, I will give each of you $10,000!"
Tang Zheng moved the valve lever, and a stream of white steam spurted out from both sides of the train. With a sharp and ear-piercing roar, the train started slowly.
More and more employees were alerted and rushed onto the platform, and then saw the train disappearing.
"What's going on?" The stationmaster was dumbfounded, "Who let it drive away?"
In order to save time and effort, Tang Zheng only left one carriage and the front of the car. Now the remaining horses are locked in for emergencies. (To be continued. Mobile phone users please go to read.)
