"Those Northerners won't admit the existence of ancient and dangerous creatures in the New World." Scarlett lazily said that she, the one who had caused trouble to others, had no guilt in the slightest about doing something wrong. "They will only blame everything on witches, their little barren heads refusing to understand what they can't."

But this time it's really you, the witch, who are to blame! Xue Yuan looked at Hao Scarlett, who was pretending, speechlessly, and secretly laughed in his heart. However, he doesn't plan to show his presence - Scarlett has told Xue Yuan that Pitty is actually a descendant of a witch with no magical talent, the so-called "Squib". She is the white glove of the witches, responsible for helping the witches do some work that is inconvenient to appear in public, although it sounds like an errand runner, but Pitty's status is not low: in an era when secular power is so strong, witches and white gloves are not superior and subordinate but closer to the community of interests.

"But they don't understand, and the trouble falls on me." Pitty snorted.

"It's just that more than 50 soldiers were killed and wounded, and the Yankees are too fussful." Scarlett said.

"If it were a different place at another time, not to mention the death and wounding of more than 50 soldiers, even if there were more than 500 soldiers killed or wounded, it would not be a big deal." Pitty spread his hands, "But if a giant wolf came out in full view of the victory parade and killed and wounded more than fifty soldiers, and it happened to be very coincidentally filmed by a well-known war correspondent, it would be a very troublesome thing." ”

"Excuse me? It won't be so unlucky. Scarlett grabbed the arm of the chair, apparently not expecting this kind of thing.

"That's how unlucky it is. Here's what happened: A war correspondent who was supposed to film the Northern occupation of Atlanta captured the scene by coincidence, and the photos should have made the headlines of the New York Pictorial and caused a sensation in the North. Pitty was holding his head, looking very big. Sherman's desk must be piled up with telegrams from Washington right now, and he's like a mad dog right now. ”

"Sherman didn't stop that war correspondent?" Scarlett asked incredulously. "He is now the supreme commander of this northern army, can't he let a reporter obediently obey? Don't you tell me that madman is an idealist who insists on a free press? ”

"He thought, but unfortunately he can't do it and doesn't dare to do it." Pitty smiled wryly, "That war correspondent is amazing, he's the son of a Whig leader. Sherman was nicknamed a madman, but he wasn't really crazy, and he didn't dare to be rude to the war correspondent. So now the pressure is being shifted to the rest of us by Sherman - you know that the drunkard Grant has never dealt with Sherman, and Grant is using this to put pressure on Washington, and he insists that Sherman should get out of his position as commander on the Western Front. ”

Xue Yuan didn't find it strange when he heard this, no matter what time or country he was in, infighting was always the theme of the cycle. On the way to Atlanta, Hao Scarlett had already briefly explained to Xue Yuan the current situation between the north and the south: the northern army was currently divided into two fronts, the eastern front and the western front, attacking at the same time, with the intention of dividing the southern states into two ends and breaking each one. The Eastern Front was commanded by General Ulysses Simpson Grant, and the Western Front was commanded by General William Tecusay Sherman. Although both generals graduated from West Point, they had a terrible relationship with each other: Grant was appointed commander-in-chief of the Confederate Army, a position above Sherman. But Grant's Eastern Front was moving much slower than the Western Front, so Sherman felt that he should be the commander-in-chief of the Union Army, and the two were arguing over various issues all day long, and the daily telegrams attacking each other could drown out the tall President Lincoln in the White House.

"What reason does Grant have for Washington to get rid of a Western Front commander who has the upper hand on the frontal battlefield? Just because more than fifty soldiers were killed or wounded? Hao Scarlett smiled, "When did the Yankees pay so much attention to the lives of soldiers?" ”

Pitty shook his head and said, "Don't forget the reason why the Yankees sent their troops, they want to teach the southern states that have been seduced by evil witches to divide the Union. So far in the war, the Yankees have not been able to find any trace of witches, and they don't know how to explain to the people. And now that there's finally a 'witch rebellion', how can Washington not care? If Sherman can't catch the culprit, then Washington doesn't mind another general. ”

"For that ridiculous political correctness?" Hao Scarlett sneered.

"The Yankees can't afford to raise troops for no reason, and the two great powers on the old continent are eyeing each other on one side." Pitty sighed lightly, she finally moved her eyes to Xue Yuan at this moment.

"Alright, dear. You should have told me who this gentleman is. ”

"He's the helper I've brought." Hao Scarlett put away the expression on his face and said seriously, "A very powerful vampire, he can bring a lot of help to the plan. ”

"Vampires?" Pitty glanced up and down at Xue Yuan in surprise, "Really? ”

"Genuine." Scarlett's face was a little smug, and she seemed very proud to bring such a strong reinforcement.

"Wait, vampire...... Damn it. Pitty suddenly elongated her face, "Scarlett! You bastard, you tell me honestly! That damn wolf can't be the one you let go, right? ”