Chapter 293: My grandfather is the president

"What Roke was killed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Tur and a few other Southern Army soldiers were let in, but Yang Dongfang's most wanted person, the old guy who had betrayed the alliance because he was supposed to help them smuggle in, was killed.

Yang Dongfang also wanted to interrogate him, but he didn't expect that Luo Ke took advantage of the chaos to leave alone, and died on the dark street, with dozens of knives in his body, and finally his throat was cut.

"Obviously, it was intentional." Yang Dongfang faintly thought of something, and William was puzzled: "What is deliberate, Dongfang, don't be surprised, shouldn't you be happy that Locke is dead, after all, he betrayed you." ”

Yang Dongfang shook his head, obviously not stepping on the same line as William, and said straight to his mouth: "Who wants to kill him?" Why kill him? He has what he deserves to be killed immediately. ”

"Hmmm! You mean, Locke can't have anything to do with the president's assassin, is it, it's actually a conspiracy, damn it, it's a conspiracy. William, as the Secretary of State, is still very flexible and smart, and he immediately figured it out, and couldn't help but regret it: ", son, Farke, I know that these vampires are unreliable, they are real vampires, and they can do anything for the purpose." ”

Conspiracy, hum, of course it's a big conspiracy, Yang Dongfang is quite unhappy, he has been tricked for the first time since he came to the United States, and he is still a peer, which is really careless.

This guy is so insidious, kills two birds with one stone, and is very clever.

If Lincoln really dies in front of him, this is really yellow mud and in the crotch of his pants, and all federal Americans will hate themselves to death, and they will hate the yellow race even more, which will be very detrimental to future plans.

I almost indirectly diverted the hatred between the north and the south, and I was hit by the black cauldron.

A living Lincoln is more valuable than a dead one, seeing that the time is almost up, and Lincoln has passed the dangerous period, Yang Dongfang pushed William out of the door: "If President Lincoln dies, who will be the biggest beneficiary." ”

Without waiting for William to speak, and without waiting for the reaction of the federal troops outside, Yang Dongfang had already raised his hands, and everyone in the room disappeared in an instant, appearing in Elite Town.

"What kind of president was attacked and seriously injured."

Vice President Andrew Johnson was called open by the guards, and when he saw that the person who came was the president's personal guard, he was shocked, and quickly put on his clothes and prepared to visit him, with a complicated heart.

"Yes, Mr. Vice President, we are asking you to come over and take charge of the overall situation, and second, to protect you and your family, in case someone is assassinating us..."

The major who took the lead didn't finish speaking, but he heard a gunshot, and someone from the rear flank shot this side, hitting the lawn, which frightened the federal northern army, and the major shouted while protecting Andrew Johnson: "Fake, there are murderers, kill these bastards quickly." ”

Soon the attackers retreated, and the major did not pursue, but sent someone to inform the other troops to pursue, leaving half to guard here, and he took the other half to prepare to send Andrew Johnson to Lincoln and the Secretary of State.

Andrew Johnson was apprehensive, and when he saw that the murderer was gone, he instructed his wife Eliza: "The president has been assassinated, and now there is a commotion outside, you should be careful at home, don't come out, Captain Lyon will protect you, watch Breg don't let him go out and make trouble." ”

By the window on the second floor of Johnson's house, a teenager in his twenties was hiding in the dark room with a high-horned wine glass in his hand.

Watching Andrew leave in a hurry, he swallowed the wine in his cup in one gulp, and when he looked up, a trace of enchanting light flashed in his eyes, like a poisonous snake, and he muttered in his mouth:

"My grandfather is president, hehe! The Chinese traverser doesn't know if he can kill you, I must be the only one in this world. ”

"Envoy, this... How did you shoot Mr. Lincoln. ”

Robert Lee and Lincoln are very familiar, and when they saw Yang Dongfang and others appear in the town, they recognized Lincoln lying on the bed at a glance.

"Here. . . This.. Oh, my God! You.. You.. Are you really God? ”

Lincoln was accompanied by Secretary of War Edwin M. Stanton, who looked so confused that he suddenly appeared in an unfamiliar area, surrounded by Confederate troops and yellow troops dressed in Northern uniforms.

Looking around, where there was still the shadow of the Northern Army, William and the others were gone, and it was impossible for Washington to be here, and the most important thing was that he saw Robert Lee with his eyes shrunk.

"Lee. . . General Lee, why are you here. ”

"It's Edwin, long time no see." Robert Lee cared about Lincoln, said a word, ignored him, and fixed his eyes and energy on Lincoln's pale face, well, in fact, Lincoln's face was a little dark, to be precise, he was haggard now.

"General! It wasn't our shots, we were captured as soon as we entered Washington, and Locke betrayed the Union. Tur was grateful and in awe of Yang Dongfang, and took the initiative to tell the ins and outs of the matter, in his mind that the alliance was ill-fated, and now only the envoy and the general could save the south, so he didn't want to see the two of them have a mustard to influence the cooperation.

Robert Lee apologized to Yang Dongfang after he understood the beginning and the end: "I'm sorry envoy, I was anxious just now, Mr. Lincoln is a good president, although our positions are different, but I still respect him very much, we can attack Washington, we can capture everyone in the Federation, but we can't rely on this despicable means to attack a friend and opponent." ”

"Friends and opponents!"

Yang Dongfang savored these words, and disagreed in his heart, a large part of the reason why the southern army (the politicians and bureaucrats who did not guide the side) failed was that their chivalry was too strong, and they were not as dirty and ruthless as the north.

Of course, from another angle, this spirit in the south is still very commendable, but war is war, it is cruel, it is not a dinner, it is not a storm.

After making sure that Lincoln was okay, Robert Lee was a little grateful to Yang Dongfang, and then asked, "Special envoy, we should act according to the plan next." ”

Putting aside Robert Lee's personal feelings, this guy is still a very dedicated guy, and immediately got down to business, Yang Dongfang nodded and pointed at Edwin M. Stanton:

"Of course, now let him go out and show his face, let Grant know that we have bargaining chips, and we are sending someone to negotiate with the Northern Army."

Before dawn, Grant was preparing to attack Ellitt, but the city shouted: "General Grant, Washington, the capital of your Federation, has been captured by our army, and your president has been captured by us, lay down your arms and return to the Federation, otherwise we will not guarantee to do something harmful to the president." ”

"Why don't you believe it, then look at who this general is!"

"Oh my God! Isn't that Secretary of the Army Edwin M. Stanton? How could he be in the hands of the Southern Army. ”

Through the binoculars, Grant also saw Edwin M. Stanton's appearance clearly, with his thick and long beard, his shiny forehead, slightly bald forehead, small sunken eyes, and round face, which surprised and amazed him.

"Send someone over and take a look, pause the attack." Grant then gave the order, and a major who had been in Washington was ordered to go over, and then brought him into the town to meet Lincoln, and after being released, he came back with a disgruntled heart:

"Commander-in-Chief, it is indeed Your Excellency the Army, and... And I met the injured Mr. President in the town. (To be continued.) )