New Ming Empire mixed in America

After some discussion, the rifle plan for sale to Texas was finalized.

Shipped in batches, each rifle also comes with a pair of gloves, ready to let Texas cowboys know the benevolence and righteousness of the New Ming Empire.

"Long live Lord, is there something...something wrong with the sale of artillery pieces to the California militia?"

Liu Youcai spoke hesitantly, preparing to persuade Long Live Lord to stop this traitorous behavior.

"It's okay, the ones sold to them are all six-pound artillery pieces, and the range can't even match that of light mortars."

**Qi took out a document and handed it to Liu Youcai, and continued:

"And by selling artillery, we can allow these last remaining California resistance forces to come over and be wiped out by us."

"I don't want an offensive and defensive battle like San Jose to happen again in the future. Too many people from the National Defense Forces have died."

Listening to ** Qi's sigh, an expression of relief appeared on Liu Youcai's face.

Long live the Lord's treatment of the people of the empire. It's no wonder that the longevity tablets of the long live Lord are enshrined in the ancestral halls of the imperial people.

However, the expression on Liu Youcai's face soon turned into worry, and he said: "Long live the Lord, how can there be no death in a war?"

"In every battle between the Green Camp of the Puppet Qing Dynasty and the rebels of the Taiping Religion, thousands of people were not killed or injured..."

"Besides you...you sold so many artillery pieces..."

Hearing that Liu Youcai brought the topic back to the issue of selling artillery, ** Qi said helplessly:

"Don't worry, those artillery pieces were originally intended to be sold to the U.S. government army. Now it's okay to lend them to the militiamen."

"Besides, Sun Laifu is not defenseless in Auckland. Don't worry, those artillery pieces have no chance of firing."

As for the issue of artillery, Jiang Qi didn't care at all, let alone the painful range and power of the six-pounder.

In terms of weapons and equipment now, the Xin Ming Empire is better than the equipment of both countries during the Franco-Prussian War.

If it weren't for the small number of people, there would have been no need to wait for the outbreak of the American Civil War at the time of the First Initiation, and it would have been passed directly.

As for the temporary militia organized in California that serve for five to eight months? They are not yet in the eyes of the Prime Minister.

Without the accumulation of World War I and World War II, the United States would not have become the annoying spirit that always makes trouble in future generations.

Nowadays, the United States and Europe dare not speak loudly, for fear that others will spare their hands and slap them.

The six-pound cannons now being sold to California are used to empty Stanford's wallet. After the militias are defeated, these cannons will be sold to Washington.

In the early days of the Civil War, the southern warlords suppressed the Northern Army and beat them severely. In the end, if Dai Ying had not obtained the cotton from India, his son, he would not have given up cooperating with the southern warlords.

Before the war began, Daiying helped the southern warlords build warships and provide equipment, and even threatened the northern government army to send troops many times.

Later, everyone knew that because they had found a new cotton supply place and the great famine in the country required life-saving food from the Northern Army, the southern warlords were ruthlessly abandoned by Dai Ying.

As for Nao San, who strongly supported the Beijing government army in order to sing against Dai Ying, it is much more miserable, so let’s not mention it.

What **Qi needs to do now is to provide arms support to both the North and the South so that the battle between them does not become one-sided.

It would be best to fight each other half-heartedly for three to five years. In this case, the Xinming Empire will have time to develop in peace for a period of time.

After persuading Liu Youcai, ** Qi began to study whether to go on a personal expedition with his imperial commander.

This is a battle that will overwhelm the country, so I can't help but be excited.

After receiving the information from Jin Yiwei, Sun Laifu did not dare to delay and immediately began to set up defenses.

Auckland City directly entered a state of martial law, began door-to-door registration and issued temporary residence permits.

This temporary residence permit only exists during the war and will be canceled after the war is over. This is to prevent spies from the city from sneaking into California.

Aucklanders with families are better off. They just register their family status and residence, and each family member will be issued a small, plastic-sealed card.

It has the cardholder's photo, name, age, date of birth, and family members.

In order to prevent counterfeiting, this kind of card also has a series of invisible numbers written with fluorescent paint.

As for those single Aucklanders, it is more troublesome, because they must be sponsored by at least three card-holding neighbors to be eligible to receive a temporary residence permit.

And the temporary residence permit will also indicate who the guarantor is, otherwise you will be kicked out of Auckland.

As for the neighbors who vouched for him, they were also told that once the person they guaranteed did anything detrimental to the Xinming Empire, the guarantor would be implicated.

This is the Xin Ming Empire version of the joint sitting system. When the time comes, the Ming Xie Army will patrol the streets at any time to randomly check temporary residence permits.

As long as you don't carry it or lose it, you'll have to go to jail and walk around.

If someone is making trouble during a parade or something like that, not only himself, but also his guarantor or family members will be punished if he is caught.

Sun Laifu, Ming Xiejun's manager, is very reassuring and can definitely make those Auckland residents who want to do something consider the pros and cons before doing anything.

The third regiment stationed in San Jose also began to move toward Auckland, and along the way it was necessary to clear out the white villages living illegally in the Xinming Empire.

San Jose has now become an empty city, with only a small number of Ming Xie troops leading workers from the factory area to clean up the ruins of the city.

When the third regiment arrived in Auckland with gunfire all the way, Jiang Qi also took the guards and set off for Auckland on a merchant ship.

"A cross-sea bridge should be built between San Francisco and Oakland, otherwise it will be too troublesome to mobilize troops."

Looking at the desolate island not far away with a telescope, ** Qi said something to Liu Erhe who was following him.

"Long Live Master is right, a bridge should be built between the two sides of the Taiwan Strait."

Liu Erhe was currently happy because he was transferred back to **Qi, and he didn't even see the pained face of Zhao Zhen in the corner next to him.

"Long live Lord, how much manpower and material resources are needed to build such a huge bridge, and there are no talents in the empire who know how to build such a wonder."

In the end, Zhao Zhen couldn't hold it back and began to admonish.

Shocked by the cold water, **Qi turned his head and glared at this annoying guy, then raised his binoculars to look at the small island in the distance.

The island had a nice name in later generations, called Fangcao Island. As for the more famous Treasure Island next to it, there is still no shadow.

Treasure Island is an island made of dirt dug out from the construction of the cross-sea bridge, so you can't see the small island at all now.

There is only a lonely Fangcao Island and a patch of large and small rocks.

Although the current Xinming Empire does not have the strength to build a cross-sea bridge, this does not delay Qi Qi's vision for the future at all.