After the successful independence of the United States of America, there was very little communication with the colony of Naga, to which St. George belonged. With the exception of some commercial connections due to maritime trade, there is almost no exchange on land.

The reason for this situation is that in the past, before the invention of radio by the Taiping Society, the exchange of information between regions was very inconvenient because of the vast area and sparse population.

It is even more because of the dominance of the colonies of Naga, and the descendants of the blue-blooded fallen nobles who think they are superior look down on the country next door that is mostly composed of criminals and hooligan ruffians from the mother country.

On the other side, in the United States of America, because of the fact that the Archa Intervention Corps had burned and looted in the country during the Revolutionary War, the power of various political parties after the founding of the country did not want to use their political lives to turn their hot faces into the cold ass of the descendants of the declining aristocracy of St. George, and lose the support of the popular voters.

Therefore, for several centuries, the communication between the two on land and on the official plane can almost be said to be incompatible.

The long land border between America and Nagara, not to mention the railroad that can run trains, does not even have a dirt path that can be used for horseback riding, and is full of large areas of wasteland and forests, which is one of the important reasons why the former Taiping forces were able to maintain a "stealth" state while sitting in a large city with a population of hundreds of thousands.

So, when some of the maritime merchants who had fled by ship from the coastal cities of Naga learned of the invasion of Nagara.

Neither the Confederate regimes in the South nor the United States governments in the North took this matter to heart.

On the contrary, there are some out-of-tune tabloids who treat the news as a joke about the occurrence of a dilapidated aristocratic residence, add some fantasy to it, and tell it to the burghers in the city, which can be regarded as adding some unobtrusive fun to everyone's tense life during the war.

But what I never expected.

This time, the fun in the tabloids is really not a fantasy joke.

With the unanimous response of more and more maritime merchants who fled from the coast of Nagaria, and the confirmation of the "blue-blooded magnates", a supernatural force in the United States of America that were inextricably linked to the colonies of Nagaria, the fact of the collapse of the colony of Nagaria finally came to the top of both sides of the civil war.

The United States of the North, because it was separated from the Taiping Society by its great enemy, the Confederate States, was surprised by the destruction of Canada, but it was only a friendly person, and after a while of inexplicable surprise, there was no follow-up at all.

They are too far away from the Taiping Society, after all.

In the southern Confederates, however, the treatment of the new neighbor of the Taiping was completely different.

In an estate outside Mandragon, the capital of the Confederate States of America.

A tall, handsome young man, under the guidance of Hong Tiangui's old friend, the Brotherhood Master Assassin Arno Dorian, was jumping back and forth like parkour among the various obstacles placed in the open space of his manor's racecourse.

Alerted by the Master Assassin, he occasionally fell from the height of the obstacle, and from time to time he threw his extremely sharp Hidden Blade from the cuff of his right hand, constantly practicing the techniques of the hooded assassins.

"Da!" "Da!" "Da!"

With the sound of galloping horses' hooves, a middle-aged man in a suit with a burly figure and a face similar to a young man entered the entrance of the racecourse.

The middle-aged man stepped off the horse, first glanced at the blonde young man with a completely different spirit from the past, and then said respectfully to the old man Arno Dorian who was sitting on the chair next to the obstacle.

"John has made rapid progress during this time, thank you very much for your teachings, respected master!"

"Quincy, I'm not the master of your brotherhood, so you don't have to be so restrained when you talk to me."

"It's not entirely my credit that John worked so hard!"

Faced with the gratitude of the head of the Adams family, who had great power in the territory of the Southern Confederacy, the Master Assassin hurriedly waved his hand.

"Moreover, if it weren't for the alchemy medicine collected by your Addams family, with my original injury, I might have to lie down for a few months."

Arno Dorian, who was personally involved in the earth-shattering and extraordinary battle in the Unreal Manor, knew exactly what John's current change had come about.

Any young person, after seeing that extremely powerful and extraordinary power, will inevitably change his thinking, and John is also a young man, so naturally he will be no exception.

"However, today you were not entrusted by the Council of Presidents of the Union States to deal with the food affairs of the military?"

"How did you get back to the manor so soon?"

Faced with the Master Assassin's question, Quincy Adams, the leader of the Assassin Brothers of America, immediately turned serious.

He pulled a note from his bosom and held it to Arno Dorian, handing it to the venerable Master Assassin.

The information on the note made Arno Dorian's face gradually become extremely solemn, and after reading it several times to confirm that it was correct, he exclaimed in amazement.

"I really didn't expect it."

"Your Excellency Hong and his Taiping Society have done such a great thing!"

The leader of the Taiping Society, Hong Tiangui, became the ultimate winner in the Battle of the Unreal Manor and obtained great benefits, and the Master Assassin knew about it.

As the saying goes, "with a sharp weapon, the murderous heart rises"!

Arno Dorian, who knows a lot of ideas in the Taiping Society, headed by Hong Tiangui, wants to create a kind of world, and has long been mentally prepared for the big moves of the Taiping Society forces in the future.

However, at first, in the Master Assassin's thoughts, he believed that Hong Tiangui was likely to take advantage of the extremely chaotic situation in the United States of America during the Civil War to seek the further development of the Taiping Society.

But he never expected that his friend His Excellency Hong would make such a huge move, and he would so quickly take the area of Nagara, which is no less than America, into his arms, and make the Taiping Society famous!

For his own people like Quincy, the leader of the branch of the Assassin Brotherhood, the Master Assassin did not hide much information about the Taiping Society after the Battle of the Unreal Manor, except for a few key points.

Quincy, this guy, came to him in such a hurry now, and he showed him this piece of information.

The Master Assassin now somewhat understood that this thing must have something important to do with the Taiping Society, and he needed his help.

He experienced the injuries brought about by the Battle of Illusory Manor, and he was able to recover so quickly under the treatment of the extraordinary alchemy medicine provided by the Addams family, which really owed Quincy Adams a lot of favors.

"Your Excellency Hong of the Taiping Society is indeed a very good friend of mine."

"Is there anything I can do to help you?"

So, the Master Assassin asked directly.

The Master Assassin's outspokenness embarrassed Quincy, who had not asked for help from his elders for a long time since he had become an adult.

But when he thought of the current stalemate in the civil war between the Union and the United States, he said to the venerable old man.

"According to the reliable information we have received from some of the maritime merchants who have fled."

"Although the Naga colony was captured by the Taiping Society, the instantaneous loss of the white population above is not large, and the Confederate government hopes to get these captured whites!"

"Our mission will be departing in the near future, and I hope you will come and help us close this deal."

Now the form of the Southern Alliance on the battlefield is not good, from the initial South to the current stalemate between the North and the South, and the front needs more reinforcements.

Before the war, the population of the North and the South was about the same, between 20 million and 30 million, but after the sinister and despicable northerners emancipated the black slaves, they suddenly got a large number of black soldiers who could become cannon fodder.

Even if there were huge losses due to the "evil plague" before, those black uncles who were fooled by the slogans of the capitalists and factory owners to enthusiastically join this "just war" have completely made up for the previous manpower losses in the north.

On the contrary, it is the Confederate States in the South, because of the damned "Emancipation Proclamation", the black slaves who occupy the majority of the population are constantly trying to escape from the slave owners' estates, fantasizing about becoming free people in the North, not only can they not become the "blood-making machines" of the Allied States, but have become a drag that needs to be strictly guarded.

On the other hand, the white army of the South, as the main force of the battlefield, is losing a lot of money, and in the long run, the situation in America will gradually make the South not optimistic!

As an elder of the Assassin Brotherhood, Arno Dorian has been recovering from his injuries during this time.

However, through the intelligence channels of the Brotherhood, he has been paying attention to this civil war between the north and south of America, and naturally knows that the current situation between the north and the south is changing, which is gradually unfavorable to the Confederate countries.

As a Gaul, Arno Dorian did not belong to either side of the North and the South, but who made the branch of the Assassin Brotherhood more powerful and profitable in the Confederate States?

And since it was just a deal, Quincy personally begged to come to the door, and the master assassin who owed him a favor didn't care to help him run, he nodded decisively and said.

"Well, though I don't know if my face works."

"But I'll join the Alliance Mission and do my best to help you broker this deal!"

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