Today's conversation

Brigadier General Li Xuanzhu felt quite satisfied, and he did not continue to ask why he didn't sacrifice the clever idea of the ironclad chariot?

The reason is simple, the ass determines the head.

No one, whether it was a veteran cavalry commander or a tank project development team, wanted to see such a nondescript iron guy appear, because this cheap ironclad chariot would only make General Mechanics ecstatic and find a new and vast market for the company's heavy 4-wheeled tractors.

On the other hand, it will not only affect the research and development prospects of the medium-sized tank project, which will cost a huge amount of money, but also deeply hurt the positioning of the cavalry division, making the cavalry, a branch of the army that has created countless brilliant glories in the history of human development, even more lonely, which is absolutely unbearable.

God knows

Australians love cavalry so much that they even set up special horse lanes on the side of paved roads to make the flat and hard road surface so that the horses' hooves are not harmed.

The knightly dream, which originated from the countless brilliant victories of the Eastern continent and Europe, was deeply immersed in the body of every officer and soldier of the cavalry division, and they regarded it as the highest glory and could not tolerate wanton offense by others.

"Did you mention it to anyone before that?"

"No, sir."

"Well, that's good." Brigadier General Li Xuanzhu nodded approvingly, and his evaluation of Bian Chunsong in his heart increased by one point, this is a smart young man who knows how to advance and retreat.

Waving his hand to let Li Zhong and Wu Baoli stand down, Brigadier General Li Xuanzhu left Lieutenant Bian Chunsong to talk in depth for a while until dusk.

The southbound steam train crossed the hills and meadows, leaving behind one bustling town after another, and galloped toward Wisconsin......

Sydney

It has become a fortified city full of barricades, and the streets are full of white militiamen with rifles on their backs, adding a strong atmosphere of war to this once prosperous city.

State Home Offices

It's a tall two-story Victorian building, and in a large office, several white ultra-conservative leaders of the NSW Emergency Committee, led by Morgan McLaughrie, are toasting around the two white generals, and the white gentlemen are full of smug looks as champagne is staggered.

One of the two white generals was Viscount Gavin Williamson, a former retired major general of the British Army, who fought in the Anglo-Burmese War, the Anglo-Afghan War and the war to conquer Egypt.

Viscount Gavin Williamson was a staunch proponent of the "doctrine of the nobility of white blood," in his own words; "By the grace of the Lord, I feel the call of a divine mission, and I am destined to lead the oppressed white people of Australia against the tyranny of the Red Fort, which will be the most meaningful thing in my life."

Don't look at what he says, in fact, the Southern rebel states have given away significant interests in the Melbourne Gold Mine shares, hoping that General Gavin Williamson will lead the Southern Army to a final victory.

In the face of the dazzling gold, all noble reserves were shattered.

The other is Scottish General Julian Smith, a retired Brigadier General who now serves as the commander of the NSW National Guard, a stubborn white man with more than 30 years of military experience.

"I beg your pardon, gentlemen, with all due respect, many of these guns you have obtained are antiques, and even a large part of them are breech-loading guns from the American Civil War, which are all in tatters, and there is a serious shortage of ammunition, which brings great confusion to our offensive plan." General Gavin Williamson shook his head regretfully, and continued with great dissatisfaction with the current rabble army;

"These cowboys are grossly undertrained, and they don't have the discipline and obedience that a soldier should have, and they can only pray that their opponents are worse than us when they go into battle with such a rabble."

"Your Excellency, I think you are exaggerating, those yellow-skinned monkeys with hoes will only bluff, and the cannon will scurry like rabbits, you just need to lead the army to occupy their city, our lads are the best, it will be a pleasant outing." Morgan McClaurie replied confidently.

"I hope so, Mr. President, don't forget that these yellow-skinned monkeys in your mouth have defeated the Dutch."

"Uh-huh...... I know that a Dutch landing force of several thousand men rushed into the unfamiliar island of Shangri-La, and then was surrounded by hundreds of thousands of people who had been waiting there for a long time. Morgan-McClaurie shrugged his shoulders regretfully and said in a confident tone;

"Poor Dutch, who have colonized the East Indies for 300 years, and have only about 200,000 white descendants, are only able to get their hands on the local indigenous servants, which is a pity...... Overwhelmed by the Red Fort's crowd tactics.

But we are different, New South Wales and Victoria together have nearly 1.6 million people of white descent, of which more than 1 million are white men, and we can raise no less than 400,000 strong troops in addition to the elderly and children.

Don't forget, we have the support of the Royal Navy's South Pacific Task Force, which allows us to get a lot of food and weapons from overseas without hindrance.

God testifies that this is a holy war against the infidels and that the whole of Europe will support us, and the American friends, the whole of Christendom will support us.

Believe me, Mr. General, we are writing a chapter in the history of white domination of Australia. ”

I have to say

As a veteran politician, Morgan McLaurie's words were so inflammatory that everyone nodded and smiled as if victory was within reach.

These die-hard white ultra-conservatives love to hear this, and they are unwilling to admit to coveting the bustling cities and vast wealth of the North, to admit their own greed, and to disguise their despicable purposes with flowery pretexts, to place themselves on the moral high ground behind blatant plunder.

Chairman Morgan McClaurie didn't pay much attention to General Gavin Williamson's concerns, and he saw too many such petty tricks during his time as governor, nothing more than wanting to get more money and support.

If you dare to say yes today, tomorrow his demands will be doubled, a bottomless hole that can never be filled.

General Gavin Williamson and General Julian Smith met in the eye knowingly, then raised his champagne glass reservedly and took a sip and said;

"Great speech, but I have to warn you that it's just that defense is not a big problem, but if you want to attack the northern towns, these militias need more training, they can't even find their own commanders, and they need adequate uniforms and equipment, at least water bottles and blankets for each soldier, which we are desperately short of."

"Rest assured, Mr. General, everything will be in place." Morgan McLaurie looked around confidently and said in a joyful tone; "American cargo ships loaded with supplies are coming from Florida, and you're going to get everything you need, even more than you think.

Now all you have to do is to train your army, take them north to capture Beilun City, capture Songjiang City, take our stick boys all the way to Red River Valley City, and tell those Orientals with scorching artillery fire and bullets, whose territory is this?

The army was going to capture the Red Fort, the stronghold of the Chinese giving orders, and trampled the Orientals under their feet. If we want to catch Li Fushou, the Chinese chief who affects the whole situation in Australia, we must humiliate him fiercely, and then send this hateful guy to the guillotine.

Dear General Gavin,

Thirty years ago, thousands of British and French warriors defeated the Manchu Empire, known as the "Celestial Empire", and a fire in the Old Summer Palace boiled Europe, the greatest victory of the Caucasian race over the Orientals.

Now that we have an army 10 times as large as that, we hope that the general will be able to defeat the cowardly Orientals, replicate the glory of the Anglo-French army, and bring back victory. ”

His speech drew a round of applause, and in this frenzied atmosphere of self-confidence, General Gavin Williamson naturally could not show weakness, and he said with a proud smile; "Of course, it will be as you wish."

In his opinion, defeating those Orientals is just a gesture, even if there are some twists and turns in the process, victory will eventually belong to the Southern Army.

General Gavin Williamson's self-confidence is not groundless, but comes from abundant military strength and reliable logistical supplies.

With a population of less than 260,000, Sydney has armed more than 63,000 white militiamen, almost all of whom are soldiers, and with the arrival of white cowboys from pastoral areas and remote towns, he has more than 110,000 armed forces at his disposal.

In Newcastle, in important cities such as Wollongong, there are more than 10,000 armed white militias occupying cities, and NSW can afford to recruit more soldiers if war breaks out.

Preparations for war in Victoria are also in full swing, with no less than five militia divisions expected to form an expeditionary force to support the NSW front.

Tasmania has also organized a militia company that will arrive in Sydney by boat shortly after.

meanwhile

Cargo ships from Britain, Germany, and the United States entered Sydney Harbour in a steady stream, bringing a large amount of food, cloth, weapons, ammunition and various materials, which effectively guaranteed the needs of this war.

These mercilist businessmen smell the wonderful smell of money and swarm like flies.

As for the position, what is it?

Now the war clouds in Australia are thick, the situation is strange, and neither the north nor the south has lifted the table, but they are ready to lift the table.

The British Empire's South Pacific Task Force hovered in the Gulf of Sydney, which made it inappropriate for the Northern Fleet to act rashly, let alone block the shipping routes, attack freighters from the European and American powers, give countries a reason to intervene in the war, and put themselves in a passive position.

There is no way, I can only watch the freighters from all over the world flock in, and the port of Sydney ushered in a busy moment that has not been seen for a long time.

Sydney and Melbourne, as coastal bay cities, are impenetrable fortress cities as long as the sea shipping lines continue to be cut off, and they can make the enemy hit their heads and bleed.

The extremely cruel and bloody American Civil War made military strategists from all over the world re-examine the strong combat effectiveness of the white militia.

Their ability to endure great sacrifice and hardship, their perseverance, and their incredible fighting spirit and perseverance were impressive, even among the best armies in Europe.

Summing up, General Gavin Williamson had every reason to believe that victory would belong to the Confederate Army.