Wild North America 1846

Richard would not agree to any of the unreasonable requests made by Prime Minister Temple, but he would not refuse them outright. He would just drag them along with his push hands in Tai Chi, which the Chinese are very good at.

Taking advantage of the backwardness of today's messaging, it took nearly a month to send a transoceanic letter. After a few Tai Chi punches, it was delayed until 1861...

International politics is not a matter of anger, nor is it a matter of arguing over the length of time. It is about weighing the pros and cons and making the right decision that best serves the national interest.

Don't lose your composure because of anger, don't make mistakes because of anger, and don't raise troops because of anger. That would be a bad strategy.

Just like a barking mad dog like Prime Minister Temple, you can't bite him a few times. It's not worth it if you are nagged!

Richard now governs the huge Tang Kingdom, with a total population of more than 21 million (note; the statistics at the end of 1859 were 19.37 million). With such a large family business, one cannot act recklessly.

It was already the end of September 1860, and Richard was not ready to reply immediately. It was okay to delay it for two or three weeks. Who wouldn't think about such an important issue?

Replying to Queen Victoria's letter is easy, just say some nice words, expressing that as a loyal and humble vassal of Her Majesty the Queen, she is willing to see the British Empire play an irreplaceable leadership role in world affairs, including American affairs.

This is a correct attitude, and I believe Her Majesty the Queen will be satisfied.

The rest of the discussion talks about the solemn promise that the Tang Kingdom will be rooted in and developed in North America and will not pursue the complete unification of North America, giving Queen Victoria reassurance.

The expansion trend shown by the Tang Kingdom is indeed quite terrifying, and its huge appetite will inevitably make the British suspicious.

If the Tang Kingdom really wanted to unify North America, it is completely foreseeable that there is a 90% chance that the British and French powers will jointly organize an expeditionary force. It will be a war on a much larger scale than today, and there will be no final winner.

Does anyone have questions?

At this point in the North American War, we have not seen any strong willingness from world powers such as Britain and France to intervene. Is this speculation a bit alarmist?

In fact, not at all, Richard's mysterious premonition knew that this choice faced huge dangers, as if he was standing on the edge of a cliff in a strong wind of magnitude 12, blowing his whole body to the point of collapse, and there was the danger of losing his footing and falling into the abyss at any time and being shattered to pieces.

National integration is extremely difficult. England and Scotland have been co-owners for more than 700 years, but they are still distinct.

King Henry VIII of England ruled Ireland in 1541 and also served as the King of Ireland. However, no British person still thinks that Ireland is British and Ireland will always be Irish.

Quebec, a British Canadian colony, is home to French people. It began to seek independent status 100 years ago, and this is still the case 100 years later.

The Datang Kingdom is not strong enough to fight against the entire white world. If it really swallows the United States of America in one go, will the Datang Kingdom have the ability to absorb a white population of more than 16 million?

In fact, it is absolutely impossible, and it is impossible for the Tang Kingdom to adopt a brutal enslavement policy for white people similar to that of native Indians. This will definitely lead to hostility of the entire white Christian world, with an impact that will last 100 years or even longer.

It was not only holding a huge basin of hot coals, but also holding a huge thunder. Once it exploded, it could blow the newly born Tang Kingdom to pieces at any time, leaving no bones left.

How stupid does a person have to be to be so greedy?

In summary

From the very beginning to now, Richard has controlled his expansion ambition very well and has kept the pace of expansion in the western region of Indiana, which includes about 7 to 8 core areas of the Great Lakes centered on Chicago and Detroit.

The vast geographical scope of the state was sufficient to meet the Tang Kingdom's goal of establishing a foundation for hegemony in North America.

For the post-war United States, both the South and the North used weakening and separation as their leading policies, supplemented by financial penetration and economic control, as well as cultural influence and other soft means, to achieve the same goal of dominating North America.

After answering Her Majesty Queen Victoria's concerns, it's easy to deal with Prime Minister Temple, just "drag".

Use delay to wait for change, use the word "drag" to buy time for military expansion, strive for favorable bargaining chips and momentum, and strive to defeat the North first...

michigan east of chicago

After occupying Chicago, the Northern Army and the Colorado Army parted ways, each attacking in different directions, and began to invade the Central American Plains and implement further plans to swallow up the enemy.

The Northern Corps, which originally had a heavy concentration of troops, was decomposed into 3 to 4 divisions as an independent combat unit, called an "army". It divided the First Army to the Fifth Army and swept across the eastern plains.

From August to early October, it basically occupied most of Michigan, Illinois, Missouri and Indiana, and pushed the front line from Detroit to Cincinnati on the Mississippi River.

In addition to the previously included states of Minnesota, Iowa, Kansas and Wisconsin, it already occupies more than 90% of the entire central Great Plains (Northern Commonwealth) of the United States. The only thing missing is Detroit, the capital of Michigan.

Detroit is a city on the border between the United States and Canada and the largest city in Michigan. It is only 333 kilometers away from Toronto, the largest city in British Canada. It was occupied by the British army in 1812 and was later taken back by the Americans. Its geographical location is very sensitive.

On the US-Canada border

After the 502nd Division belonging to the Second Army swept the border town of Cambert, a group of Canadian cavalry appeared far ahead. They crossed the stream that marked the border between the two countries and came to the hills. They looked at it with a cautious look.

A small town filled with smoke.

After hearing the report from his subordinates, Lieutenant Colonel Fan Pengju immediately mounted his horse, took the guard company of cavalry and rushed out of the town, galloping towards the opponent.

When the two sides approached a range of more than 200 meters, Lieutenant Colonel Fan Pengju took out his pistol and pointed it at the sky and fired six shots in succession. The crisp sound of bullets resounded through the sky, bringing with it a murderous aura.

The two sides approached until they were more than 30 meters before they started to slow down. The cavalry from the Tang Kingdom almost rushed into the Canadian Mounted Police, frightening the white Canadians to retreat continuously.

"Get out of here Canadians immediately, otherwise I will arrest you for crossing the border without authorization. If you resist, you will be killed without mercy. This is the last serious warning." Lieutenant Colonel Fan Pengju shouted loudly, with a very stern tone.

This made more than two dozen Canadian Mounted Police officers look ugly. An officer with the rank of Second Lieutenant said, "Sir, you should understand who you are talking to. We are the British Royal Canadian Mounted Police. Under any circumstances,

All should be respected. We are performing routine border inspections, please do not provoke conflicts wantonly."

"You have crossed the line, idiot." Lieutenant Colonel Fan Pengju rode on the horse, took out the bullet and loaded it into the pistol without haste, and said while loading the bullet; "You still have time to turn around and go back. When I finish loading the bullet,

I will shoot you in the head, and then you will go to hell to reason."

"you……"

The second lieutenant officer's face turned pale with anger, but when he looked at Lieutenant Colonel Fan Pengju's cold eyes, he saw the awe-inspiring murderous aura rolling out from the sea of ​​blood in the mountain of corpses, which sent chills down his spine.

He did not dare to say more, because this terrible Eastern officer was almost full of bullets, and he had no doubt that he would keep his word.

So the white second lieutenant turned around, waved his hand, and said hastily, "They are all madmen, let's go."

The white lieutenant led a group of twenty cavalrymen and hurriedly turned their horses' heads and galloped toward Canada. They quickly crossed the shallow stream and returned to the north side, then stopped with an angry expression.

Unexpectedly, Lieutenant Colonel Fan Pengju laughed heartily, inserted his pistol into his holster with a calm expression, sat elegantly on the horse, saluted a military salute, and said, "Hahaha... There was a little misunderstanding just now. I'm sure Mr. Second Lieutenant will not go there."

With that in mind, I would like to formally introduce myself now, Lieutenant Colonel Fan Pengju, commander of the 502nd Division of the Second Army of the Northern Corps. Nice to meet you, my Canadian colleagues."

His face changed so quickly that the white second lieutenant felt a little confused. He looked around at the confirmation eyes of his companions, and then said with an embarrassed expression: "Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, the unpleasantness that just happened is really impressive. I

This is Second Lieutenant Michael Ney, leader of the Second Squadron of the 7th Squadron of the Toronto Royal Mounted Police. I hope you can have an explanation for your rude behavior."

"No explanation."

"Watt (what)?" the white second lieutenant showed a confused black question mark face.

"You see the situation is like this. When you cross the border, as an officer who shoulders the responsibility of protecting our country, I will not hesitate to raise my gun and blow your heads off, leaving your corpses in this fertile land.

The land is rotting and fermenting, and even if God comes, it will be useless." Lieutenant Colonel Fan Pengju said the harsh words without changing his face, then his face became kind again, and he spread his hands and continued;

"There is an old proverb in the East; He who does not know is not guilty. I can forgive you for this first cross-border behavior, but there will never be another one. Now that Mr. Second Lieutenant and your companions have returned to the Canadian side, then we can

Start a friendly conversation. The topic can be as broad as a brown bear you met on your patrol road to a date with a beautiful girl at night. "

Talk about your sister?

The white second lieutenant's face turned dark. He had never encountered such a tough and difficult opponent. It turned out that the American militiamen were very easy to talk to. Even if the Canadian Mounted Police went to the small town of Cambot to have fun, no one would say anything.

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It is very convenient to travel between the two places. There are even many Canadians who have relatives and friends in the small town of Cambert. The two sides move around like neighbors. It is normal to go to a tavern to sit down and have a beer or something.

Therefore, the concept of national borders was forgotten by them, and they were completely unaware that they had crossed the border.

But now everything has changed. The ferocious Easterners have come, occupied and ruled this area, and it is no longer possible to cross the border as freely as before.

"This makes me feel very bad, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel. I will report everything I see to the summit. I hope you can be kind to those people in Cambert Town. Many of them are our family and friends since childhood.

Just the familiar kind.”

"Mind your own business, Mr. Second Lieutenant. If you don't want a border conflict between the two sides, you must strictly restrain your subordinates from crossing the border. Otherwise, they will be killed without mercy. This is my solemn promise to you."

"I will remember this and report back, and I hope you will continue to be as tough as ever."

"Don't worry, Mr. Lieutenant. The Yankees gave me the same harsh words when I was in Chicago. Now they are all lining up to go to hell. I don't want you to be the next one."

"Let's stop the conversation here. This is too bad." The white second lieutenant couldn't continue the conversation. He knocked the horse's belly with both feet and shouted, "Drive..." The seated horse immediately rushed out.

, speeding away at high speed toward the northeast.

He and his mounted policemen glanced at the murderous Eastern soldiers with complicated expressions, then rode away and disappeared into the broad-leaved forest path in the distance.

"Master, if we block them back so forcefully, there won't be any problem, right?" Lieutenant Hu Dachuan, the guard company commander, approached and asked with some worry.

Lieutenant Colonel Fan Pengju glanced at the north with contempt, and replied proudly while sitting on his horse: "These ghosts have always bullied the weak and feared the strong. They dared to open a dyeing workshop for just three points of color. How can I be in the mood to serve them? If you dare to provoke me again, I will kill them directly.

If you chop your head off, your superiors will take care of it if you get into trouble. We are not used to these bad habits."

"That side of town?"

"Catch those who should be arrested, and rob those who should be robbed. Our army is not a charity organization. There is one white family in this town, and almost every family has someone serving as a soldier in the Northern Army. Is it unjust to arrest them?"

"Teacher, if you tell me this way, we will be able to figure it out."

"You guys should be smarter. All strong white men will be incorporated into the baggage regiment. When the time comes, they will train and go to the battlefield. Don't forget that we are going to fight Detroit next. Our 502nd Division must rush to the front and pull more.

Brothers who are cannon fodder will lose less. This truth must be explained clearly to everyone."

"Master, who didn't tell me, which one of these ghosts below doesn't have the blood debt of white people in their hands? As long as they put on our military uniforms, they will have no choice but to follow us in the dark. They know how to do it."

"Just show off your wits, let's go, go back and have a look..."

Lieutenant Colonel Fan Pengju cursed with a smile, and then rode towards the small town of Cambot. He was talking and laughing along the way and was not in a hurry. Anyway, there were no urgent combat missions during this time.

It won't be until mid-November that we hit Detroit.

As the saying goes; butt determines attitude.

Since Lieutenant Colonel Fan Pengju became the commander of the 502nd Division, he knew that the Second Army's attack mission would definitely be carried out first by the 502nd Division, a white servant division, and there would be inevitable casualties.

Therefore, when carrying out the mission of clearing out towns and villages, thousands of strong white men were recruited to join the supply group. They were trained in their spare time, and they were always held very tightly.

This resulted in the 502nd Division's baggage regiment having more than 4,700 people. These people were maintained by the 502nd Division. Therefore, they were a little more ruthless when clearing towns and villages, and collected a lot of extra food and civilian weapons. These white people could not be allowed to

Cannon fodder go to the battlefield empty-handed?

Anyway, these white cannon fodders are not organized. They die when they die on the battlefield. They don’t even need statistics.

If the 502nd Division suffers combat attrition, it can be quickly replenished to restore its strength. During combat, it will be the first to bear the brunt. It can be said that it kills several birds with one stone.

This approach of the 502nd Division is not unusual. Other white servant divisions have more or less similar situations, but they do not capture as many people as the 502nd Division, which is almost half the strength of the division.

Anyway, Shangfeng turned a blind eye and could complete the task during the war, and he would not be too strict with the white servants.