Christie frowned again.
Today is Monday, and there are six days until the weekend.
Baron Lep noticed his hesitation and gestured across the river again: "Look, there are thousands of fierce Indians there. They can emerge from the bushes at any time and shoot your soldiers with poisoned arrows.
"But if I can persuade them to accept the debt scheme, you can occupy that place without losing a single man."
He leaned forward a little more and lowered his voice: "The saved ammunition alone is worth thousands of US Dollars."
Christie couldn't help but squint his eyes. Indeed, as the French people said, reporting an ammunition consumption of three to four thousand US Dollars for defeating a large tribe like the Cherokee was quite normal. If the Indians actually withdrew on their own, the money would be all his.
