America 1881: Legend of the West

Chen Jianqiu led Abiot and the Long Xiang group out of the Crocodile Gang's base camp.

"Boss, do you think these people will go back to disrupt the situation?" Abiot asked as he followed Chen Jianqiu.

"What kind of leader leads what kind of younger brother? Thiago, the second in command, is the same as his boss."

Chen Jianqiu turned his head and glanced at Abiot, with a smile on his lips.

"Gun is the courage of these people. Have you forgotten the Gatling who asked you to sell it to him last time?"

Abiot was convinced.

At the same time, not far away, a man dressed in red came galloping on a horse.

Chen Jianqiu greeted him.

He stretched out his hand towards the woman in red on the horse.

Camilla held Chen Jianqiu's hand and flew off the horse lightly, like a red leaf:

"Two hundred soldiers are already in place and are now stationed in a valley outside Juarez." Camila patted the dust on her skirt and said, "Holiday and Li Sifu are leading them now and will be ready at any time. You can come here.”

Chen Jianqiu nodded.

Two hundred people is not a lot, but for him, it is enough.

Chen Jianqiu took out the letter found from Thiago from his arms and handed it to Abiot:

"Find a way to get this letter into Gutierrez's hands two days before the wedding."

"Boss, will this cause conflicts between the two parties to break out in advance?" Abiot glanced at the letter in his hand and asked hesitantly.

"That old fox Gutierrez will not take action easily. He will wait until his daughter's wedding before taking action."

Chen Jianqiu glanced in the direction of Juarez City.

"But we still have to add the firewood that needs to be added. Maybe it will have unexpected effects."

Three days later, the Governor's Palace.

Ariana's heart was broken.

In three days, she and Ricardo, the eldest son of the Prigo family, will be happy.

She had met this young master at a dance before,

He is about twenty years old, but has the face of a forty year old. He is an extremely vulgar and unkempt Mexican man.

His nose hairs were visible from several meters away.

The people of Juárez all knew that this young man was a debaucher, and he was suspected of having a long-term relationship with a gypsy prostitute.

Ariana called him a fool, not without reason.

At that ball, Ricardo giggled at her like an idiot for more than an hour.

She really couldn't imagine spending the rest of her life with such a man.

Ariana sat alone in her boudoir, staring blankly out the window.

Her window looked out onto the back garden.

The back garden of this mansion is quiet and beautiful, with some plants that cannot be seen elsewhere in the city.

This is in sharp contrast to the desolation outside.

It is said that the Spanish governor wanted to make this place look more like his hometown.

He even built a culvert from the North City to divert water from the Rio Grande to provide water for these plants.

In order to keep the place quiet, only gardeners are allowed into the back garden to take care of the plants, and Gutierrez himself rarely comes here.

"Miss, it's time to eat." Ariana's maid's voice sounded outside the door.

In her hand was the lady's dinner.

The eldest lady has been shutting herself in the room and doesn't want to see anyone.

Her mother felt sorry for her daughter, so she asked the maid to deliver the meal to her room while Gutierrez was away.

"Don't forget to remind her to pray before eating." The old woman told the maid.

"Miss? You still need to eat." The maid didn't hear a response from the room, so she opened the door and walked in with dinner.

She saw that her young lady's eyes were dull and swollen like two big peaches.

"Miss, don't be sad. Let's eat first." The maid gently placed the dinner on the table next to her. "Even if you are married, I will still be with you."

Ariana's head finally turned.

When she saw the maid in front of her who had been with her since childhood, she couldn't control the tears and burst into her eyes.

She threw herself on the maid, hugged her, buried her head on her chest, and cried bitterly: "Amanda, what should I do? What should I do?"

The maid named Amanda hugged her young lady helplessly.

She is not much older than Ariana, but she is much earlier and wiser than her, so she has always played the role of Ariana's sister, tolerating her willfulness and selfishness.

"Perhaps, Ricardo is not as miserable as he seems on the outside. He also has many advantages." Amanda found an angle to comfort the eldest lady in her arms.

Ariana raised her head with tears in her eyes and looked at Amanda: "For example?"

Amanda thought for a moment.

Then she fell silent.

She can exaggerate a bit, but she can't make something out of nothing.

"Oh, no! I'm so pitiful!" Ariana's tears burst into tears again, and her wails drifted out from the window.

"My father doesn't want me anymore! My mother doesn't want me anymore! No one cares about me anymore!" She sobbed in Amanda's arms.

"Poor young lady, stop crying. Seeing you like this will probably break Master Romero's heart." Amanda stroked Ariana's hair and said softly.

But Ariana's crying suddenly stopped.

"Yes, I still have Romero!"

She grabbed Amanda's shoulders with both hands, causing the maid's arms to hurt:

"Amanda, you reminded me that I still have Romero."

The eldest lady suddenly stood up from Amanda's arms.

She opened the drawer, took out the letter paper and pen, and started writing quickly on the table.

Amanda glanced at the drawer. There were many opened letters scattered inside. Judging from the signature, they were all sent by Romero to his eldest lady.

Ariana, however, did not reply to him even a letter.

The eldest lady quickly finished her letter and then handed it to Amanda.

The maid did not take the letter immediately, but looked at her eldest lady:

"Miss, I don't think this is a good idea. The last time you eloped with Master Romero, if it hadn't been for his brother, the master would have broken his legs long ago."

"He loves me and I love him too, Amanda!" Ariana stared directly at Amanda, her tone impatient.

Amanda took a deep breath.

She knew that Romero was a good person, and good people should not be treated like this.

She mustered up her courage and said to her eldest lady:

"Miss, it's unfair for you to treat Master Romero like this."

She spread her hands:

"You can't only think of him when you need him! And you can't put each of us in danger just because of impulse."

"I don't need you to take care of my affairs!" Ariana screamed, "I don't need you to teach me what love is!"

"Are you in love with Romero? Don't you look at you..." Ariana blurted out vicious words.

Amanda looked at the girl in front of her, her eyes filled with sadness.

The eldest lady suddenly realized her impulsiveness and gaffe.

She was afraid that her words would be heard by people outside, so she lowered her voice and turned to Amanda and begged:

"Amanda, it was my fault just now! You are my dearest person. I beg you, can you help me one more time and send the letter to Romero for me?"

Ariana begged, her eyes sparkling with tears.

Amanda took the letter without saying a word, turned around and left the room.

Go out to watch the fireworks at night, maybe a little later