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It was only the military defeat from Egypt that made the British try to turn the United States back into their colony. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, this was enough for Alan Arthur to be very vigilant.

Looking at the change in the expression on Alan Arthur's face, as a senior military officer and former President Grant, you can more or less guess what he is thinking at the moment.

Immediately, after a little contemplation, he spoke: "Mr. President, the Chinese's flame weapon is too powerful, I think it is certainly not only us who are interested, but the proud British will definitely also notice the important role of this weapon in war!"

"Coupled with the reason why Britain is preparing for a second war with the Egyptians, they are absolutely easy to let go of this powerful weapon that can quickly increase the combat power of the army, even if the Chinese do not sell it, the British will do everything possible to obtain the detailed information of this weapon and manufacture it." ”

"In contrast, the British are far more powerful in infiltrating the East and in intelligence detection than we are!

Speaking of this, Grant paused, swept over Alan Arthur's silent face, and then continued in a deep voice: "Over the years, we have also known the plans of the British, they want us to fight with the Chinese for a longer time, so as to weaken the war potential and economic strength of both of us, slow down our development, and prevent us from posing a threat to their world hegemony. ”

"Now the Chinese are too militarily strong, which is obviously not in line with the purpose of the British for us to fight to the death with the Chinese." So if we go to them, I think the British should be happy to help us!"

After listening to his words, Chester Alan Arthur was silent for a while before he looked hideous. Gritted his teeth and scolded: "Damn the British, damn the 'balancing policy'......!"

"President, are you alright!!"

Looking at Alan Arthur's pale face after coughing violently, Grant couldn't help but ask with concern.

Now Alan Arthur is the pillar of the main war faction within the US government, and if he really falls, then this war with the Chinese may really be left only for peace talks.

This is to be a soldier. And Grant, the endlessly loyal Grant of the United States, does not want to see it.

"It's okay, old... It's an old problem!"

With a wave of his hand, Alan Arthur took out the white handkerchief in his jacket pocket and wiped his lips. He said with a hint of tremor in his tone.

In fact, Chester Allen Arthur has never been in good health, and he died a year after leaving the presidency.

Right now. Because of the relationship between the economic crisis and the Sino-American war. The pressure was too great, and his condition worsened prematurely. If it weren't for the presidency of the United States, good medical care, and the stubborn will to defeat the Chinese invasion and restore the United States of America to its integrity, I am afraid that Chester Allen Arthur would have really fallen.

"President, now that our war with the Chinese has come to an end for the time being, you better rest more!" His eyes were dull, and his face was full of exhaustion. Grant's tone was full of worried persuasion.

"Thank you for your concern, Grant! However, my presidency will be over next year, and when I retire, I will have plenty of time to rest, and now I just want to dedicate one last bit of my time to the United States of America, to bring it out of the quagmire of war and back on the right path!" said Alan Arthur with a determined expression.

Seeing the true feelings on Alan Arthur's face, Grant couldn't help but be in awe, although this halfway American president is not outstanding in his own talent, but his patriotism deserves the respect of all Americans.

"Mr. President, I think every American who loves the motherland will support your decision, and I myself will do the same!"

After listening to his words, Alan Arthur nodded in satisfaction.

"Ahem, Grant, how's the battle going in New York?, haven't those squadrons been withdrawn?" Alan Arthur asked after coughing violently a few times.

"Not yet, but I think it's going to be soon!" After a pause, Grant continued, "They are just a partial division released by the Chinese to contain our military strength." Now that the fighting in Yili is over, there is no reason for them to stay, so retreat has become inevitable. ”

"If it weren't for the Navy's support, I wouldn't have let them leave so easily this time!" said this, Grant's face was murderous.

In the past month or so, he led nearly 300,000 troops into New York, but he was always blocked by the river, coupled with the heavy artillery on the Huo Jiajun naval battleship, his army could only look at the Hudson River and the East River and grit their teeth, and could not board Manhattan Island to expel the squadron that was plundering there.

It was precisely because of his inaction in the New York war that he was criticized a lot in Congress and within the government. It also made Grant's heart angry, and he was not in a good mood when he mentioned the war in New York.

Looking at the depressed look on Grant's face, Chester Allen Arthur knew that he was not to blame for this war, the key was that the Americans' own naval construction lagged behind other naval powers by too much.

Not only is the number of warships scarce, but most of them are old ships that have been in service for nearly 20 years and are close to being scrapped, plus inexperienced soldiers, the weak US Navy is not the opponent of the Huo Jiajun naval fleet at all, even if it is just an American fleet, they can't beat it.

Thinking of this, Chester Allen Arthur sighed!

Originally, he also thought that when he was in office, he could ask Congress to allocate funds to build ships and vigorously develop the United States' own navy. However, the economic crisis and the war with the Chinese completely disrupted his deployment.

Up to now, almost all of the manpower and material resources of the United States have been invested in the construction of the army that is more urgently needed, and the increasingly chaotic economic situation in the country has been eased, and there is not much spare power to develop the navy.

And the current U.S. Navy has already been attacked by the Huo Jiajun American Fleet, and there are not a few ships left.

"Let them leave, let's leave, we will strengthen the defense of the east coast in the future, and this kind of thing must not happen again!" Alan Arthur said with a reassuring look on his face.

Having said this, Alan Arthur's heart still couldn't help but ache when he thought that New York, the largest city of the United States, was ransacked by the Chinese, knowing that the city concentrated too many talents in the United States.

"I understand, President!" Although he was extremely unwilling to let the Chinese leave like this, Grant, who could not think of it, could only give up.

Nodding, Alan Arthur continued: "Grant, the commander of the Northern Front Corps, Joseph Johnston, has died, and in this war, the casualties of the Northern Front Corps are too large, which has had a certain impact on the psychology of the soldiers. So, I need a commander with enough credentials to lead them!"

Seeing Alan Arthur staring straight into his eyes, Grant asked, "Mr. President, are you going to let me go?"

"Yes, now in the entire American ** world, no one can compare to you in terms of qualifications, popularity, or command ability, so you are the best candidate to lead the Northern Front Corps to regain combat effectiveness!"

After listening to his words, Grant couldn't help but smile on his face, although he is now in his seventies and has passed most of his life, he still can't help but be happy when he hears others praise him.

People like to listen to good things, even Grant, who managed countless major battles in the Civil War and was once the president of the United States.

"Mr. President, after the Battle of Erie, there are still 400,000 troops in the Northern Front Corps. In the absence of an advantage in military weapons, compared with the strength of the Chinese Northern Route Army, the 400,000 troops of the Northern Front Corps are still slightly weak. Therefore, I would like to have your permission to strengthen the troops of the New York Front into the Northern Front!" Grant pondered for a moment, and then solemnly put forward his terms.

Although, getting Chester Allen Arthur's affirmation made Grant happy. But when it came to fighting, this veteran who had been fighting for decades quickly regained his composure in his heart.

He knew that with only the remaining troops of the Northern Front Corps, the remnants of the defeated army that had been defeated by the Chinese Yili in the first battle could not fight against the Chinese army with high morale after the baptism of war and successive victories.

So, when I received the task from Chester Allen Arthur, it was natural to turn my attention to the New York Corps.

After all, this is a unit that he has personally trained and led for more than two months, and he is already very familiar with it.

"Okay, I can promise you! But the New York Legion can't let you take it all, I can only give you two-thirds of the 300,000 troops!" Alan Arthur pondered for a moment about Grant's request, then quickly made up his mind and looked up and said.

Hearing this, Grant breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he originally thought that it would be very good to be able to get half of the soldiers of the New York Corps.

Now, it is already a surprise to be able to get an extra 50,000. After all, even if the Chinese leave, such an important place in the New York area will need troops to be stationed.

100,000 is already the minimum amount, and 150,000 is not much. Of course, Chester Allen Arthur also shows his support for him!

"Thank you, President!" Grant said with a respectful expression.

"Hmm!" Alan Arthur nodded.

"Okay, Grant, you go back and prepare, and immediately report to the Northern Front Corps, the soldiers there need you!"

"Yes, President, if you don't have anything else to explain, then I'll go back!"

"Hmm!" Alan Arthur waved his hand after nodding.

Seeing this, Grant straightened up, and after saluting, he strode out of the president's office. (To be continued.) )