Now that he thought about it, Henry was quite glad his sister's family had used his money, leaving him with no particular attachments after his transmigration.
Returning to this era, the original Henry's childhood wish was to find out about his parents.
He had never seen his parents since he was a child, only hearing from his grandfather that his father had died serving in Europe and his mother had remarried.
The current Henry was naturally not satisfied with just that.
Thanks to the abundant online information before his transmigration, whether true or false, it at least broadened his horizons considerably.
America during this era was in the early stages of the "Gilded Age," and many families experienced explosive growth after accumulating strength during this period.
America operates under a federal system, where local state governments wield significant power, and many large cities are controlled by "city bosses."
So, controlling two or three industries and becoming a "city boss" in several Western cities isn't too much to ask, is it?
While he was at it, he could provide better conditions for the Chinese 'piglets' sold here, allowing them to naturalize smoothly and change America's discriminatory policies against Chinese people.
Of course, given Henry's current race and skin color, he would certainly have to operate under the banner of democracy, equality, and anti-discrimination.
But it seemed time was running out; the anti-Chinese sentiment in America was already very serious.
This was mainly because the Chinese were too diligent, having long ago adopted the ultimate work skill of 'working to death if it doesn't kill you,' which instilled fear in people.
However, as long as Henry could carve out his own sphere of influence, he could always provide some job opportunities and protection for these Chinese people.
Furthermore, the most important thing was to excavate and unseal the progress bar; this was his greatest reliance.
For now, this was it. Setting too many and too high goals easily leads to overconfidence.
What if the progress bar, once fully unsealed, could grant immortality and time travel?
He would start with this McKinley Family; he could take his place!
At this moment, the glow of the sunrise slowly ascended from the horizon.
The vibrant, warm light gradually illuminated the earth, everything dyed in a golden hue.
The gentle morning breeze brushed past his ears, making him feel serene and beautiful.
The crisp chirping of birds in the woods was melodious and pleasant, like nature's symphony.
At the same time, Henry felt the trembling of the earth; a large cavalry force was approaching.
On such a refreshing and beautiful morning, he had to use thunderous methods to eradicate evil and eliminate villains!
The hill Henry chose was less than 30 meters high from the ground, with a flat, half-human-tall stone at the top. Henry used his storage space to pick up a large rock and place it on that stone, which just enough to block his body below the chest.
At this moment, the four-horse vanguard of the cavalry had already appeared in Henry's sight.
Henry hid behind the stone and remained still.
A little over two minutes later, he heard the sounds of the vanguard, stood up, and with a wave of both hands, two skill Flying Daggers accurately pierced the throats of the two cavalrymen in front!
He waved both hands again, and two skill Flying Daggers instantly plunged into the right eyes of the two cavalrymen behind, who were looking up from a dozen meters away, directly penetrating their brains, causing them to scream and fall over.
Finally, he waved both hands, and two skill Flying Daggers pierced the right eyes of the two cavalrymen in front who were struggling for their lives, giving them release.
Less than five minutes later, a column of cavalry galloped to the bottom of the hill.
A "one-thousandth" Winchester 1873 appeared out of thin air in Henry's hands, and he quickly aimed and fired.
"Bang bang bang"
As the steady and rhythmic gunshots rang out, cavalrymen continuously fell, and with men and horses tumbling, the ranks behind them instantly fell into disarray.
Henry was like a robot, unmoved by anything, completely ignoring the screams, curses, and horse neighs below, maintaining a firing rate of 15 rounds in 10 seconds.
When he emptied the 30 rounds from two "one-thousandth" rifles, the cavalry vanguard had entered the effective range of common rifles at 400 yards. Henry instantly switched guns and continued firing.
In addition to prioritizing attacks on the cavalry in front who were starting to fight back, he also focused on attacking the commanders and the carriages loaded with Gatling Machine Guns.
The precise bullets were like the gaze of the Grim Reaper; wherever his gaze fell, souls scattered!
Oliver, the cavalry commander below, was tightly squeezed by the surrounding men and horses, anxiously shooting at Henry from his horse while loudly giving orders—this made him a priority target for Henry.
"God, half of Oliver's head is gone."
"God, who can save me, my leg is broken."
"The Gatling Machine Gunners are all dead! The horses of the carriages are all dead!"
"Charge up, it's not that high, kill the despicable sneaking bug."
"Those behind, fire to suppress; those in front, follow me and charge!"
Bullets occasionally hit the rock in front of Henry, but Henry paid no attention. Every unnecessary dodge would allow the enemy to advance quickly.
Moreover, he didn't need to dodge at all.
So far, he had emptied 60 rounds from 4 rifles, taking down 4 horses and 56 cavalrymen.
Not a single empty release bead shell had been used yet.
Due to the death of the overall commander and the obstruction caused by the fallen vanguard, and because the vanguard was prioritized for elimination, the time for the cavalry below to organize a counterattack was greatly delayed.
The paths on the hill were winding, and the attacking cavalry had not even reached the bottom of the hill yet.
Another 20 seconds passed, and 30 more cavalrymen fell, reducing their numbers by nearly half.
The cavalrymen on the ground were utterly desperate. There must be at least 5 marksmen ambushing on top of the hill to achieve such continuous firing, right?
And the bullets were incredibly precise!
Anyone who saw their comrades beside them suddenly have their brains splattered, and felt completely helpless and likely to be next, would easily break down!
The cavalrymen had not yet broken and scattered, simply because Henry's attack was too fast and too precise.
Only one minute had passed since he launched his attack!
His attack was far more efficient than a Gatling Machine Gun.
Another twenty seconds passed, and the 30 cavalrymen who were near the hill and attempting to command the troops all fell.
At this point, the cavalry behind finally reacted and began to turn their horses and flee. Some of the cavalry in front continued to charge forward, some also turned around wanting to escape, and some fired wildly at Henry behind the rock on the hill, instantly falling into chaos.
Additionally, with most of the commanders dead, and those who weren't dead not daring to give orders, the cavalry ranks became increasingly disorganized.
Henry temporarily couldn't do anything about the fleeing cavalry behind, but he didn't let go of those in front who were in disarray.
The rifle continued to roar, as if Death was calling out names one by one!
He first targeted those who were less chaotic, then those who were completely in disarray.
Another twenty seconds passed, and 30 more cavalrymen fell.
And three of Henry's white release bead empty shells silently dissipated.
At this point, some cavalrymen even dismounted and knelt on the ground with their hands raised, pleading bitterly for mercy.
These were completely broken, terrified to their core.
Henry temporarily ignored these people and continued to reap heads.
After one last twenty-second interval, besides a few more kneeling cavalrymen, there were no standing individuals left on the road.
Two more of Henry's white release bead empty shells dissipated.
Henry began to call out the kneeling individuals one by one, immediately causing them to weep bitterly and curse incessantly.