New Ming Empire mixed in America

"Do those guys really think I don't dare to deal with them?" Stanford said angrily, looking at the report in his hand.

Although he said this, he knew in his heart that he really had nothing to do against the factory owners now.

He is still just a congressman and has not really become the governor, so his power now is limited.

He just took advantage of this period of time when Governor John Downey was not doing anything and the Lieutenant Governor had gone to see God to try his best to promote the war with the Orientals.

During this period, because of the approaching war, he and the banking consortium behind him were having a hard time.

A large number of factories went bankrupt, allowing them to acquire many high-quality assets with only a small amount of capital.

But every horse stumbles and everyone stumbles, and Mr. Stanford was faced with such a problem at this time.

San Francisco bankers actually want to quit the California Banking Union!

This kind of traitor, who can be said to be comparable to a deserter on the battlefield, is simply not enough for the people to get angry without killing him.

But it's not unusual for San Francisco bankers to want to start their own business relying on aluminum ingots stolen from the East.

Who said California bankers were losing the currency war during this period?

The sequelae have not completely subsided until now, and large-scale protests have broken out in various places from time to time.

But the bankers relied on the positive idea that they could rely on anyone's money, but only the army's money must be provided during this period, and they firmly won over the army.

Therefore, no matter how violent the parades were, they could not compare to the bayonets in the hands of the soldiers.

Just like little Joseph in San Francisco, he relied on his decisive suppression of the 'rebellion' in the commercial streets.

He has now been promoted several levels in a row and has become the new commander of the 9th Infantry Regiment. He can be regarded as inheriting his father's legacy.

Due to the heavy losses suffered by the 9th Infantry Regiment, they stayed in the fortress during this period and took the time to reorganize.

Coupled with the "annihilation" of the Santa Barbara militia and the Irish Volunteers, there were very few people who chose to join the 9th Infantry Regiment during this period.

But little Joseph's luck was obviously good.

The black slaves who were 'rescued' from those farmers in Southern California... Bah, slip of the tongue... are black brothers!

After these black brothers were "rescued", many of them starved to death because they could not find jobs.

So when these people saw that the Ninth Infantry Regiment was recruiting troops, they enthusiastically signed up.

Now Joseph Jr.'s Ninth Infantry Regiment has almost become a black regiment, and the number of soldiers has reached an unprecedented number of 6,000.

But these black soldiers were good at picking cotton, but were a little shaky at carrying guns and fighting, so little Joseph tried his best to train them.

Finally, one of his men came up with a good idea, which was to recruit overseers from the ranchers in Southern California.

This time the black soldiers were much more active during training.

As usual, the supervisors were patrolling the area with whips in hand.

The black people have just been rescued from the heavy labor of picking cotton. Now they only need to train well and go to the battlefield to fight hard.

From working hard in the past to simply working hard now. Even though there are only two missing words, the meaning has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Because these people now have freedom!

When he thought that he would have more than 6,000 well-trained soldiers in the future, little Joseph felt a little inflated.

When he received the telegram from his 'benefactor' Mr. Stanford, he started beating drums and mobilizing troops without saying a word.

In the telegram, Mr. Stanford's request was very simple, that is, let him cause some trouble for the factory owners in San Francisco.

Those in the province are in cahoots with some banking traitors in San Francisco.

After reading it, little Joseph felt that he could take this opportunity to make up for the supplies that his army lacked.

Unlike the Chinese armies who were given money before their departure, the Western armies were relatively simple before their departure and only needed a speech that smelled like chicken soup.

"I know you are not satisfied with the current life in the military camp, but there is nothing you can do. The capitalists in San Francisco have tried their best to deduct our supplies..."

"Look at those tattered shoes on your feet and those rags on your body. Is this the uniform that a soldier of the United States should wear?"

"So today, I'm going to take you to San Francisco to find an explanation from those capitalists. Ask them why the soldiers are going to the battlefield to fight for their lives, but they don't even have a decent uniform!"

"...So I order the entire army to move out!"

The mighty black army set off, and under the whips of the overseers, the soldiers lined up in a relatively orderly manner and set off towards San Francisco.

By the time the San Francisco City Hall received the news, the entire 9th Black Infantry Regiment had entered the city.

During this time, Mr. Mayor was troubled by the wanted order, and rarely left his home except for his home and the city hall.

But it was impossible not to go out today. Little Joseph, that damn commercial street executioner, actually surrounded the port of San Francisco.

You must know that it is the main artery of the entire San Francisco! It can be said that whoever controls it is equivalent to controlling San Francisco.

So after getting the news, the mayor hurried towards the port.

But it's too late!

The port area is now in chaos, with countless black figures shuttling through various warehouses, carrying various items in large and small bags.

In the eyes of little Joseph, these people can be said to take everything except useful things.

From small pots and pans to large tables, chairs and benches, the soldiers worked harder to move each one.

But now there are few people to get the clothing and food that are in short supply in the military camp.

At first, little Joseph was able to control the situation with the help of the remaining veterans and supervisors of the 9th Infantry Regiment.

But it was not until the first overseer was stabbed to death by a black soldier with a bayonet that the situation got out of hand.

At first, it was only a small number of black soldiers who started smashing, smashing, and looting. Later, it developed into an entire regiment of soldiers looting.

Then the black people nearby who had no food to eat began to join in, and finally even the laid-off workers started to party.

The entire port of San Francisco was plundered by our own people before the Xin Ming Empire came over.

At this time, little Joseph had already led the soldiers who still obeyed his orders to guard the road from the port to the city to prevent these eager people from attacking the city.

The riot lasted all afternoon, and when it got dark, black soldiers began to return to the camp one after another.

And their bodies were much the same as when they went out, still wearing the same rags and rotten shoes. Some soldiers even lost their rifles.

Little Joseph, who was having a confrontation with the police in downtown San Francisco, saw darkness when he received the news.

After those black men robbed the port, they still had the nerve to return to the military camp. What's more important is that he received such a big blame but didn't get any benefits.

Not only did he offend all the capitalists, but even the mayor who rushed over to stop the chaos from spreading had three ribs broken by someone in front of him.

Now he can pat his chest and say that Mr. Stanford's request has been exceeded.