Chapter 126

On the galloping warhorses, the Krieg soldiers with raised guns were firing continuously.

As one guard after another fell, the man hiding behind cover showed a look of fear, "No, I don't want to die here!"

"Shut up, you bastard! Do you think they'll let us go? They're like beasts; they'll kill us all! Because no one has ever seen what they really look like!"

Roaring in anger, the companion looked at the man and shouted.

Because this wasn't the first time such an attack had occurred. Since half a month ago, a group of "bandits" had appeared in San Francisco. They were shrouded in strange masks and took everyone's life every time, being called the messengers of Satan by everyone!

It wasn't that bounty hunters didn't want to claim the high reward, but the problem was, everyone died!

And their corpses were nailed to prominent roads with wooden stakes as a warning to everyone!

But after such a long time, everyone only knew that the "devil" was called Tang!

No one knew whether he was a man or a woman. Only when the silent hoofbeats and gunshots rang out did everyone know they had arrived!

"Finish the battle quickly; we need to rush to the next town!"

Commanding the Krieg soldiers, Zhang Cheng rode his horse and stood on a hill.

Just as the Krieg soldiers, who were constantly hunting, finished off all the guards, more than twenty Krieg soldiers appeared behind him again.

Looking at his team of a hundred, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but raise a smile.

Because if things continued to develop like this, he would soon be able to start the next stage of his plan.

Across the ocean, what is most important now? Money? No, that's a later perspective!

Right now, the gun barrel is the most important thing!

As long as he had enough Krieg soldiers, he could even ignore the orders issued from Washington!

Rebelling in the Great Qing was temporarily impossible, but he could create a "New America!"

Lincoln: Zhang Cheng is crazy; he told me he wants to create a New America!

Before long, as the carriage was overturned and gold spilled all over the ground, Zhang Cheng rode over.

Picking up the weapons on the ground, the new Krieg soldiers became proficient.

"Where are you from?"

Pressing his body against the horse, Zhang Cheng asked the surviving guard.

"Respected sir, we were escorting gold from San Francisco to Los Angeles. Don't kill me, okay? I beg you!"

Begging Zhang Cheng, the man before him couldn't help but burst into tears.

Because he really didn't want to die!

"Since you've begged so sincerely, I won't kill you!"

Showing a warm smile, Zhang Cheng explained.

"Really? Sir, thank you so much, you are simply God..."

Just as the man spoke with excitement, the Krieg soldier beside him raised his revolver.

Turning around in a daze, the man hadn't even had time to speak before he was blown to pieces.

Looking at the bloody gold, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but turn his head and say, "Couldn't you have dragged him further away before finishing him?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with an expressionless face, the Krieg soldier silently took out his entrenching tool, as if waiting for an order.

"Forget it, forget it, go bury him!"

Waving his hand, Zhang Cheng covered his face in helplessness.

Because it had been half a month, and this group of Krieg soldiers were like "mutes," never saying a single word!

Even for the simplest answers, the Krieg soldiers were too lazy to communicate with him.

Usually, whatever Zhang Cheng said, they just did it; it was simply too "worry-free"!

However, after half a month of exercising his ability, Zhang Cheng discovered that the "Krieg Death Korps" he could summon was not infinite.

After having more than 130 people, he felt a bit strained. According to his calculations, he could have at most 150 people!

But the only good news was that after a Krieg soldier died, he could "re-awaken" them!

San Francisco, Wells Fargo Bank.

This bank, founded in 1852, was created precisely because of the Gold Rush.

But its existence was built on the flesh and blood of countless Chinese laborers who had traveled from afar!

It was precisely because of the legend of "Jin Shan" that countless Chinese came here and became "piglets."

And the mastermind behind this was precisely these capitalists who needed "population"!

It could be said that more than half of the railway construction in the United States was completed by the Chinese.

And beneath those railway ties, no one knew how many white bones were buried! Inside the magnificent manor,

celebrities and gentlemen were drinking with glasses raised.

"Mr. Uther, something happened. The gold we were transporting to Los Angeles was robbed by those damn bandits!"

Looking at Uther anxiously, the employee who rushed over panicked.

"What? Didn't we have more than thirty gunmen?"

Opening his mouth in shock, Uther asked.

"They were all killed. It was discovered by a passing cowboy!"

Looking at Uther in fear, the employee explained.

"Those damn thieves, they really deserve to go to hell. Don't they know who they've offended?"

Roaring in anger, Uther was completely furious.

Because Zhang Cheng's existence had already made the entire San Francisco area uneasy.

"Contact the stationed troops. I want to donate money; I want to wipe out these bastards!"

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Speaking in anger, Uther's eyes were filled with a scarlet hue.

If it had happened once or twice, that would be one thing, but the problem was that their transport routes had been completely "choked off" by the other side!

Whether it was funds being transported from other places or them sending things out, they would encounter "robbers"!

This wasn't the first time headquarters had reprimanded him. If he still couldn't wipe them out, he would really have to resign in disgrace!

Federal Reserve: Idiot, fire dragon burning the warehouse!

JPMorgan Chase: No wonder you were robbed, because you're stupid!

In the silent night, Uther was contacting the few remaining garrison troops.

But at this moment, the sky outside was glowing red, illuminating the entire darkness.

Looking at the direction of the fire, Uther stood up hurriedly, because if he wasn't mistaken, that was the location of Wells Fargo Bank!

On the chaotic street, gunshots rang out continuously.

There were no shouts of battle, only the uniform, steady pace of an advance.

"Blow that damn door open for me!"

Roaring, Zhang Cheng shouted while holding his revolver.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion rang out, and the vault door finally shattered.

Looking at the mountain of gold dust inside, Zhang Cheng waved his hand, signaling the Krieg soldiers behind him to step forward.

Picking up large burlap sacks, the Krieg soldiers filled them skillfully.

After all, they had done this more than a dozen times in the past half month!

Half an hour later, when Uther rushed to the bank, he saw gunmen lying in disarray on the ground, the blown-open vault, and some thugs picking up gold dust on the floor.

Holding his forehead, Uther said with fear in his eyes, "They aren't thieves, they're fierce bandits, fierce bandits!"

Daring to openly attack a bank like this had never happened in their short history.

Even if the news reached Washington, Franklin Pierce would be stunned for a moment.

After all, someone this fierce was truly the first of his kind!

On the desolate plain, Zhang Cheng was currently laughing wildly while holding his revolver, "Hahaha, I love this feeling so much!"

Having completed what he hadn't done in Florida, Zhang Cheng was very happy.

Facing the crazy Zhang Mou, the Krieg soldiers remained silent, because everyone seemed to know he was a lunatic!

(End of Chapter)