Chapter 19

Half a month later, January 10, 1877.

  The construction of the Red River Valley Ranch project progressed smoothly. It was at this time that the first snowfall of winter was ushered in, and the ongoing project construction had to come to an abrupt halt.

  As you enter the eyes, the mountains and forests are covered with a layer of holy white snow, the rushing Brisbane river is clear and translucent, and the broad river surface is covered with a light mist.

  The construction of a half of the pier has stopped. Along the long trestle bridge, countless shiny ice hangs, reflecting bright light in the winter sun.

  A group of horse teams galloped in the manor, and a large swath of snow and fog was splashed with four hooves.

  The first person was a tall young man, the three-point childishness on his face gradually faded, and the bright black eyes revealed a deep look, revealing the majesty of the superior.

Li Fushou is 17 years old. The snow-white Akhal-Teke horse under his hip is abnormal. It does not have a variegated hair. It has the size of an Arabian horse and the speed of an English thoroughbred horse. It also wears a light-colored rider. The young people in suits are really like wind and horses like dragons, complementing each other.

  "Hi ha..."

   shouting loudly, the white horse galloping all the way.

  The cold wind swept across the face after the heavy snowfall, and the mist that Li Fushou exhaled was blown away in an instant, and the cold wind penetrated into the collar of his neck.

   Li Fushou completely ignored, this youthful restless body is full of infinite heat, galloping on the snowy field of the pasture with selflessness.

   "Master, slow down... slow down..."

Nan Huaiyu and the others followed closely behind, opening their mouths but their mouth and nose were blocked by the cold wind. Seeing that the ride ahead was like an arrow of Li Xuan, it was thrown by the god-jun Akhal-Tak horse. Coming farther and farther.

   could only use his whip to urge the sitting quarter horse to keep up. A line of cavalry was like a snow dragon with wind and snow passing by on the ground, and quickly ran far away.

what…

The horse team alarmed a large group of Australian ostriches to run wildly. Li Fushou saw a large group of thylacines chasing out from the front side in the hills. The frightened group of ostriches immediately changed direction and ran away desperately.

  The flock of ostriches, the thylacine and the horse team gallop in the wilderness behind the snow, chasing each other.

  This greatly increased Li Fushou's interest for a while, flipping his hand and pulling out a shiny and shiny 1871 Mauser rifle from the horse bag in front of the saddle.

   "Yu...Baby Xuelifei runs more steadily. Master, I am going to kill him today."

  Li Fushou patted the horse's neck under the seat, flying in the snow and slowing down a little humanely, but running more smoothly.

  He lifted up slightly with his legs tightly clamped in the saddle, his hands were steadily aiming at the gun on the horse, and aimed at the wild barking thylacine pack.

   After the sharp "click" of the gun, a snowflake splashed on the ground in the distance.

  The thylacine pack whizzed away, unaware that the danger was approaching, maybe he didn't even see the young man on horseback at all.

  This makes Li Fushou very annoyed, rely on...who do you look down on?

   "Bao 呯 呯..."

  Clear gunshots echoed on the snowy field, splashing snowflakes after another, and the thylacine pack was safe and sound.

  The shooting posture is cool and cool. The crotch is the best pure-blood BMW. It runs fast and steady.

  Holding the sharpest German-made 1871 Mauser rifle in his hand, with double rows of ammunition, five bullets per bridge clamp, and manual reloading.

  After the 10 bullets were shot, they had chased them to a distance of 20 to 30 meters, and there was not a single thylacine hair. This quasi-head was too touching.

  The scene of this scene is really unbearable. The bodyguard leader Nan Huaiyu and others who are far behind looked at each other, don't know whether to speed up to catch up, or if they didn't see it from a distance?

  Pu Street! This broken gun is not allowed.

  Li Fushou's good mood was completely ruined. He saw several thylacines fiercely turning around and lunging at him, slamming the rifle in his hand with anger.

   "Punch"

  The heavy rifle accidentally smashed a fierce thylacine. The thylacine did not live in the snow and rolled, stretching out its legs and kicking it a few times and was smashed to death.

  Oh, the original rifle is used like this.

  Li Fushou couldn't think about it. He drew out the shining cavalry sword around his waist with a "sho", gently brought the horse's rein to the right, and leaned slightly in a standard drag-cutting motion.

  Under the blessing of the high-speed galloping horse, the cavalry swordman with huge potential energy, the thylacine rushing to the front immediately two points, blood shot out.

  Cut left and right all the way, really invincible.

Due to the limitation of the receptor type, the thylacine runs much slower in the wilderness after the heavy snowfall, while the tall Akhal-Teke horse is half unaffected.

  One trades and the other grows, chasing the wolves with ease, just to make the owner show off his power.

There were about thirty or forty thylacines in the pack, and more than ten of them were killed by Li Fushou's attack, leaving all the messy corpses, and the others fled in all directions.

  At this time, the bodyguard team that followed closely finally came into play.

  "Bao, bang, bang..." After a sharp shot

  The thylacine that ran hundreds of meters away was not spared either. They shot one at a time and solved it cleanly.

  These gunmen will raid thylacines, wild dogs and other predators in the wilderness every few days, and they have practiced a good way to shoot at once. The distance is really easy to come by, and they are completely wiped out.

   "Hahahaha...Okay, happy!"

  Li Fushou stopped the horse, his face flushed from the violent exercise and excitement, and he saw so many evil wolves in his hands, he couldn't help laughing up to the sky with great joy.

   "Master, you can take it seriously right now. I think the famous Mongolian steppe cavalry is nothing more than that. I can't wait too long!" Nan Huaiyu offered flattery in time.

   "Huaiyu, you have to practice the kung fu of the cavalry immediately. This is the cost of the cavalry."

  Li Fushou smiled quite contentedly, drew out a white silk handkerchief, wiped the blood from the cavalry long sword, revealing the sharp sharp edge again, and discarded the silk handkerchief.

Nan Huaiyu's eyelids twitched violently, and said with a smile; "The lesson of the young master is that I have to train this group of **** well, and I must train the cavalry to eat well, so as to live up to the young master's high hopes. !"

   "Don't rush for a while. I think they shot quite accurately. It's really hard to come by."

   "Hey... I just touched it blindly, it's not counted."

   "Huaiyu doesn't have to be too modest. It is so accurate to shoot the gun immediately when galloping, which shows that you have worked hard. It is indispensable to go back and enjoy a meal."

   "Thanks for the grace of Master."

Nan Huaiyu accompanied Li Fushou Zhuma and pointed the country on the snowy field, but saw that his subordinates picked up the rifle that the young master had thrown away, wiped it clean, and was about to send it up to claim credit. He waved his hand secretly to let this idiot take away the rifle. Some.

  A group of unsuccessful things, this life can only be a small captain at most.

  Wide Brisbane Riverside

  This is a slow-flowing river bend. The wide water surface is more than 700 meters. The half of the wharf plank road is built to extend 10 meters into the water surface and spread out in a T-shape to both sides.

  Li Fushou and his party stopped here to give pointers and talk about the upcoming wharf on the upper Brisbane River.

"...After the completion of the wharf here, 10,000-ton ocean-going freighters can go up and enter the Brisbane River from Moreton Bay and arrive at the wharf. Since then, Red River Valley Ranch has been linked to markets around the world, North America, South America and East Asia. Barrier-free access, sending out our agricultural, animal husbandry and mining products, and bringing the necessary machinery and equipment and mining equipment, so that the Red River Valley Ranch will truly become a basic agricultural and animal husbandry product processing and production base."

  "Young master can see Wanli, I am willing to follow the lead, and I will do my best to follow the dog."

"Shoutian, Asheng and Huaiyu, we Chinese in this foreign country separated by many oceans, we can only develop and grow in a tight hug, so that we can not be bullied by ghosts, and we will not be cut leek by ghosts. We are deeply in this fertile land. Take root and build its own Chinese paradise."

Speaking of this, Li Fushou was full of emotion; "The Palmer River Basin gold mines have the largest number of Chinese gold prospectors, and the harvest is the most rewarding, but the income is very small. The vicious incidents of being bullied and abused by white people and even robbed of gold sand and lost their lives are endless. , Sporadic resistance was also severely suppressed, and could only endure the cruel oppression silently, why?"

  "Master, I think they should have no backbone and no one to take the lead."

   "Morita is right. It's not that the Chinese are not **** and dare not resist, but because we are all scattered sand and become the big fat sheep in the eyes of white people."

  "Master, can you organize Chinese gold prospectors to fight them?"

Li Fushou silently shook his head, and sighed and said; "Asheng, Guilao has foreign guns and cannons in his hands, and there are amazingly lethal steam ironclad ships in the sea. No organized Chinese will be allowed to resist. That will only end in A dead end."

  This also doesn't work, it doesn't work, what should I do?

  He Shoutian, Fan Asheng, Nan Huaiyu, and Liu Shan looked at each other. Because of their limited vision and thinking, they couldn't catch the following words.

  I didn't dare to ask the young master what to do, so he could only stare at him and be silent.

  These confidantes actually don't have much ideals, and I feel that they are reluctant to think about it now, so it's good to live a small life like this.

  The topic was still brought out by the young master, and everyone followed suit.

  The tragic experience of the Chinese gold diggers. Regardless of their business, the roads go to the other side. These confidants have no compassionate broad minds, and they just follow the young master's thinking.

  Li Fushou also realized that the topic was dead, and said with a light cough;

  "We Chinese who have traveled across the oceans to Queensland have the same clan, the same blood, the same black hair and black eyes, and the same Chinese blood. We can't completely let it go and call the ghost bully!

  So...

  I want to develop a non-governmental organization "Hongmen", and become the owner of the mountain. You will also share important functions and open the incense forum to recruit Chinese people.

  We can't control anything else, but the brother in the door has been humiliated by ghosts, so we must try our best to seek justice. "

   "Master is indeed benevolent and righteous, my Asheng has nothing to say. Let's do what you say."

   "Okay, I listen to the young master."

   "No problem, it's done."

  Several confidantes unanimously clapped their hands and applauded. At this time, they didn't show their loyalty and when to wait, they all prepared to work hard.

After spending more than 5 months together, everyone knows that the young master is a restless lord, just like a wild horse without a halter that has to do something about it every other time.

  Young Master has such a strong and determined personality, persuasion is definitely not persuasive. If you don't want to be abandoned, you can only keep up with it and love it!

   is to ruin this huge family business. With the foresight of the young master Superman, he will soon be able to turn it over again.

  After all, God is so kind to this vast land.

  I don't do anything every day. I can knock dozens of silly pheasants and hares on the field with a stick. There are groups of big fish in the river, and the fruits in the forest are so full that I really can't get hungry or freeze.

  (End of this chapter)