I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

Chapter 261 The Grand Commander's Plan to Kill Three Birds with One Stone

It was Grant's plan to conduct strict political censorship within the army and arrest all Indian sympathizers.

Commander Lincoln was noncommittal for the time being, but asked Grant to make a specific plan for backup.

Because although Lincoln didn't understand military affairs, he had the instinct of experience as a senior Anza.

That is, he wondered, how many decent white people would feel sorry for some shit Indian?

Are the leather boots not smelling good anymore?

Or $100 can't help but spend?

And taking a step back, those Ming people are not Indians at all!

This is something that everyone has tacitly understood.

In the name of the master of the Yin people, these emperors of the Ming Dynasty just wanted to cheat and steal the strong Xuan of the whole America!

However, Grant's words gave Lincoln a flash of inspiration, and a profitable plan was slowly taking shape in his mind.

……

The Shoshone is an old confederation of large Indians.

In "Civilization 5", Shoshone is an optional civilization, and the leader is Pocatello.

Of course, as a civilization juxtaposed with China, the Shoshone is really a pig nose with green onions, and Germany does not match it.

But it is undeniable that the Shoshone had moments of heroism and glory in the battle against the white colonists.

Twenty years ago, Pocatello led the Shoshone tribe in protracted battles against Mormons in Salt Lake City in Colorado and Utah.

Until the year before Zhu Fugui came to North America, that is, in 1862, the Second Volunteer Cavalry Regiment led by Captain Connor of the California National Guard set off from San Francisco and built a military base 3 miles east of Salt Lake City.

In the winter of the same year, Connor used the shortage of food to force the Shoshone to negotiate, and in the negotiation, he massacred the Shoshone on the grounds that "the soldiers could not be restrained".

This is the famous Xionghe tragedy.

It is worth mentioning that when Da Ming conquered San Francisco, it had already destroyed the military base in Salt Lake City.

Moreover, it was not Qi Wenchang's main force that participated in this operation, but Mo Bai's troops who were responsible for covering the flanks.

The Second Volunteer Cavalry Regiment with only more than 700 people, Mo Bai, who was then the commander of the Third Brigade, took it down with one charge.

The battle was boring, just like most of the militia organizations named "Volunteer Corps", they quickly melted under Ming's soldiers.

Although Zhu Fugui had no choice but to use the Yin people as a distant branch of China to be a political deception, but today, Ming has benefited a lot from gaining a foothold in North America.

Therefore, the Ming court has also issued a sea compensation order for the colonial businessman Connor and others, with a reward of up to 1000 Daming Tongbao.

It's just that Zhu Fugui still doesn't know whether that Connor has obeyed the law. After all, the characteristic of Mo Bai's tribe is that there are no prisoners in this battle.

Connor probably died in the chaos, and he was lucky.

However, as with anything, there are gains and losses.

Zhu Fugui regarded himself as the king of the Yin people and the lord of America, but in Lincoln's eyes, it was a huge flaw.

In any nation, there are good people and bad people.

This is a correct nonsense.

Similarly, any nation will have warriors and cowards.

So did Shoshone.

Historically, the Shoshone used to be a huge confederation of tribes.

In fact, like the Sioux, there have been several huge tribal alliances on the land of North America, and they have already taken the initial shape of a country.

However, weird weather like the extremely severe cold + blizzard in 2021 will periodically shatter these prototypes, so that when the whites land, the Indians cannot organize effective resistance.

The Shoshone Confederation consisted of Eastern Shoshone, Western Shoshone, and Northern Shoshone.

The aforementioned Pocatello was led by the martial Northern Shoshone.

After the Xionghe massacre, a few surviving Northern Shoshones went north to join the Sioux Alliance. Some of them also entered the Ming foreign legion, and even a few warriors joined the Ming nationality because of their military exploits.

The fate of the Western Shoshone people living in the coastal areas was even worse. They became a historical term in the gold rush early on.

Different from the two branches of Shoshone in the West and North, the Eastern Shoshone is considered by the whites to be the representatives of "civilization", "civilization" and "progress" among the Indians.

The chief of the Eastern Shoshone, Huasaki, maintained a very friendly relationship with the whites.

He married his daughter to James, a white politician.

In 1851, at the suggestion of his son-in-law, he attended the Grand Council at Fort Laramie, where he signed an agreement with the Americans to cooperate in hunting and camping in the Wind River area.

Today, as a model of domesticated savages, the Eastern Shoshone tribe retains 300 million acres across the Mississippi River, which is about the size of Tianjin.

It's a pretty big piece of land.

No matter how poor it is, it is enough to feed more than 2 Eastern Shoshone people.

They not only worked hard to learn the way of life of Westerners, learned English, believed in Christianity, raised black slaves, and even helped the colonists when they raised their butcher knives against their western compatriots.

It can be said that these Eastern Shoshone people sincerely wanted to be an American.

However, just like the Japanese-Americans who were all imprisoned in concentration camps after the outbreak of the Pacific War...

When the Northwest "Indian" riots broke out, the first response of the local Bannock Indian Administration was to control the Eastern Shoshone and disarm them.

Because this kind of thing also happened during the Pocatello rebellion, the Eastern Shoshone did not resist and was very obedient.

Anyway, in their view, the invincible Americans will quickly quell the rebellion again, and those uncivilized guys are destined to be turned into powder like clods under the wheels.

However, this time things seem to be different.

When the "New Crusade" deserters who were defeated on the front line crossed the reservation, the Eastern Shoshone felt that the world was a bit incomprehensible.

A few weeks later, Union regulars entered the reservation with heavy guns and live ammunition.

The son of Huasaiji, the new chief Austin, stepped forward to negotiate in fluent English: "Dear gentlemen, my brother-in-law is a member of the Senate of Missouri. Our tribe believes in God and has no conflict with the world. It is the lamb of God... ..."

The one who answered him was the leather boots from Lieutenant Colonel Walter of the Mi Army.

The 40-yard boot hit the opponent's chest. With a wave of Walter's hand, the densely packed gun barrels pointed at the men, women and children in Eastern Shoshone:

"At the highest order from the White House, the Eastern Shoshone Tribes will be stripped of their reservation lands for failing to expose the conspiracy of your despicable kin to the Federal Government in time.

The Bannock Indian Administration will reselect a more suitable reservation for you to live in at an optional time.

But before that, you'll have an 'unforgettable' time in Wellint concentration camp! "

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"Emperor Ming, your people, the Eastern Shoshone, have been arrested for treason.

We welcome you to Washington to negotiate the Indian Freedom Act signed in 1787.

The United States is a country that advocates freedom and the rule of law. We will effectively protect your rights as a defense party, and invite you to have an open and transparent debate and dialogue with President Lincoln to jointly negotiate the issue of armed conflict between your ministry and the federal government. "

Looking at the invitation letter from Washington in his hand, Zhu Fugui fell into deep thought...

Is this Lincoln out of his mind?

Or does he think my brain is out of order?

If I went to Washington, I would have shot myself seven times in the back! ?

After staring at the letter for a long time, Zhu Fugui could only see four big characters: "Kill the good and take the merit!"

I am afraid that this Lincoln commander is not too stupid, but very smart!

I'm afraid he feels that there is no way to take Daming, and he is going to use East Shoshone's head to give domestic voters an explanation?

Moreover, once the 300 million acres of land on both sides of the Mississippi River in the Eastern Shoshone are returned to the federal government and sold, it will be a huge fortune.

What's more vicious is that, externally, the Lincoln government can still push the crime of the massacre to Daming.

Since you Emperor Ming claimed to be the co-owner of the Yin people and the master of America, then these Eastern Shoshone people are hostages, and Daming will feel uncomfortable no matter how he handles it.

Although Zhu Fugui could choose the Russian solution to solve the hostage problem, it is easy to leave an excuse to alienate the Yin people.

After all, sometimes there is a lot of internal publicity, and there is still a little bit of moral baggage.

This is a plan to kill three birds with one stone!

Zhu Fugui couldn't help but gasped, the viciousness of Lincoln was so terrifying!

Zhu Fugui took out an intelligence document he had received earlier from the drawer, vigorously fanned the non-existent sweat on his forehead, and at the same time pressed the button on the table for Xuan Jinyiwei commander to envoy Yin Were into the palace.

The title of the document in Zhu Fugui's hand was "Information about the White Hound Montreal Branch in February".

Chapter 262

"Hahaha, Your Excellency, your plan is really perfect!"

The Secretary of State who personally ran the Wellint concentration camp, William Henry Seward (I'm about to throw up, why are Yankees called William and Henry in this day and age!!) complimented Lincoln with a cup of coffee:

"Several consortiums have already expressed their intention to take over the East Shoshone Reservation. This time's harvest will surely shut up the chattering alcoholic!"

The alcoholic in Seward's mouth was naturally Lincoln's strategic ally when he ran for the presidency, and the Democrat President Johnson who was later hailed as the worst president in American history.

Compared to a lunatic who could get drunk at his own inauguration, Lincoln was such an elegant gentleman.

Running with someone like that is, of course, a compromise, and the relationship between the president and the vice president has been deadlocked to this day.

"Don't mention that spoiler, let's listen to something interesting. How do you think the so-called Emperor Daiming will deal with this matter?"

As the son of Orion, Lincoln was ignorant and uneducated on the Ohio River until he was 25 years old. Later, he relied on street politics to become a lawyer. He actually didn't like the usual politicians.

If possible, he would prefer to have flowing hair, eat delicious well-done steak, wear the largest suit without buttoning a single button, as he did when he was a boatman.

But for the damn public image, Lincoln had to put away those unrestrained behaviors. After all, which American president can do as he pleases?

The Secretary of State was absolutely his own man, and Lincoln seemed very relaxed in front of him.

He drank his coffee and couldn't help but put his leather shoes on the table. The triumphant expression on his face was beyond words: "William, I can bet you with all my stocks on the New York Stock Exchange that the cowardly and cowardly Emperor Ming , will definitely refuse with trembling!"

"Of course, my Mr. President, how can those cowardly savages have the courage of knights?"

Seward smiled, "However, I guess they may exchange the previous white captives. Mr. President, this is a troublesome matter. It shows that the thugs have captured many cities before, and they may have many captive."

"It's okay, they can change it if they want!"

Lincoln smiled and took a sip of his coffee, and said, "This is the story of the great Lincoln government once again rescuing the citizens of Millikin at all costs. It's wonderful, and it's very similar to the 50 seats in the House of Representatives, isn't it?"

Seward pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and boasted: "As expected of Mr. President, you are really far-sighted!"

"Hehe, this is just the teaching of the father of the country!"

Lincoln waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "And what do we have to lose? It's just more than 2 English-speaking savages in suits.

And what do you get?That's a whole three million square miles of unoccupied land!

You must know that although it is very difficult to develop those places densely covered with jungles and swamps, as the shipping hub of the Mississippi River, their value is becoming more and more prominent today. We will definitely be able to sell them for a good price! "

The Eastern Shoshone reservation has actually been coveted by the federal government for a long time.

When St. Louisiana was bought from the French in a hurry, the development level of that place was too low. In order to maintain order, they had to sign the damn treaty with the Eastern Shoshone.

Now as the white people gradually expanded to the central plains, this land across the Mississippi River became very valuable.

"Mr. President, we also need to be careful of those despicable savages attacking strongholds in Nebraska and other places and retaliate!" Seward proposed another possibility.

"Don't worry, America is a free country, everyone has the right to move freely.

Since they chose to settle there, that is their freedom, and our federal government doesn't need to worry too much about it...

After all, this is life! "

Lincoln and Seward looked at each other, and both smiled knowingly.

Bang Bang Bang!

At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the President's Office.

"Please come in!"

Lincoln quickly put away his long bamboo-like legs, straightened his shirt, and restored his gentlemanly demeanor.

An urgent telegram was sent in.