Chapter 67: A Breeding Ground for Careerists

"Neville Crockett?"

"Do your bidding, General Taylor!" Neville straightened his back.

I have to say that the young Neville is handsome and handsome, even if he is now wearing wet clothes and being drenched in heavy rain like a chicken in soup, he is still heroic.

If he were in a big city like New York or Baltimore, he would receive at least 100 hot love letters a day.

"Have you already taken Mexico? Listen to your tone as if Mexico is already in your hands! Taylor's tone was slightly disdainful.

But Neville keenly grasped a small detail, the 'big old rough' general called him 'you', and he was no longer the 'son of a bitch' before!

Neville glanced at his wrist - well, forgot to bring the watch! But it doesn't matter.

"Your Excellency, I think, five minutes should be up?" Neville said.

Zachary Taylor was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

He ordered a fragrant cup of coffee, took Neville to change his clothes, and took a steaming hot bath.

When Neville reappeared in front of Taylor, he was already a clean, neat young officer.

"Come on, Captain Neville!" Zachary Taylor shoved a plate of snow-white cheese in front of Neville, "This is a good thing that I shipped specifically from my hometown of Kentucky, try it?" ”

Neville lifted the silver fork on the table and put the soft cheese into his mouth.

The silver fork and the porcelain plate did not make any sound.

"It tastes so good!" Neville said.

"That's good, I'll have a whole box for you later!" Taylor said.

"Thank you, General!" Neville stopped the cutlery with a shallow taste.

There was silence at the table for a moment, and Zachary Taylor, the rude Federal Major General, looked at Neville like a beloved beauty.

The flames in his eyes almost burned Neville's fair skin!

"Just as I had the liberty to come to visit His Excellency the General," said Neville, unhurriedly, "Anas Taxio Bustamante has reached the west bank of the Conchos River, in the army of Mata Moros. ”

Zachary Taylor raised his head abruptly.

"Really?"

"Of course it's true!" Neville Crockett said lightly: "I personally sent him over!" ”

Zachary Taylor clenched his fists excitedly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth could not be concealed.

The chaos in Mexico, perhaps even the Mexicans themselves are not clear.

But Zachary Taylor, who has been watching from the sidelines for three years, knows all too well!

Bustamante's return is bound to set off a new coup d'état in Mexico.

In the early to mid-19th century, when the Commonwealth of America was recovering from the agony of the Second Revolutionary War, there were one Indian uprising after another.

Perhaps, in the eyes of people two hundred years later, the United States at this time was thriving and prosperous. The vast West is waiting to be conquered, and the great Second Industrial Revolution is coming......

However, the Americans, who are in the middle of it at this time, do not think so.

At this time, the most powerful country on the American continent is generally considered to be Mexico!

This is a country that was brought to it by the Spaniards for 300 years, rich in minerals, vast land, and sunshine and plantations that stretch as far as the eye can see!

In the long history of three hundred years, Spain, Portugal, France, England ...... Countless bunkers and fortresses were built here.

Although due to the decline of Spain, Mexico gained its independence. But Mexico, with its rich colonial legacy, is still considered a great power.

Especially with the glorious blessing of the Bolivar of South America and Hidalgo, the father of the Mexican nation, Mexico at this time is simply the beacon of the Americas and the pride of the Latins!

Mexicans are also so obsessed with this pride that they forget that on the side of the couch, there are tigers watching in the dark for three years!

"Excellent! Very good! Captain Neville Crockett, you did a great job! Very good! ”

Zachary Taylor stood up and couldn't help but relight his pipe and excitedly walk up and down the room.

Neville also stood up.

"But, Your Excellency, this is just the beginning—"

"I know, I know!" Taylor enthused, "It's going to take a little time, yes, not so fast!" Don't worry, I've waited for three years, and if I wait for another three months, what's the point? ”

As soon as Bustamante led his army westward, a great chaos within Mexico was on the horizon!

How is this called Zachary Taylor not rejoicing?

"I mean, Bustamante's return is just the first step."

"Oh? Do you have any other arrangements? Taylor asked excitedly.

"If two tigers fight, one will be injured, which will naturally cause Mexico to lose its vitality. After that, whether Bustamante succeeds or fails, we need to find a way to give a little 'help' to the successful ones so that the next president of Mexico can be in our hands. ”

Aid, Neville doesn't need to explain, Zachary Taylor naturally understands.

It is impossible for a 'big boss' who is deeply loved by the broad masses of the people not to understand what 'aid' is.

"Isn't it a little too much trouble?" Taylor asked, "As soon as the opportunity arises, I can always mobilize a large army to move west!" ”

"Your Excellency, if we just want to win a battle, this is naturally enough! But if we want to expand the territory of the United States and occupy that land completely and permanently, perhaps such a brutal intervention will be counterproductive! ”

Taylor nodded repeatedly, "That's right, that's right, that's the truth!" ”

Zachary Taylor's army must be the savior of Mexico, not a robber who takes advantage of the fire!

The most important reason why the American Federation has expanded from the original territory of the thirteen eastern states to the current situation is that it must 'save the suffering'!

Weapons and Bibles, soldiers and priests, no one is missing!

"That Bustamante, is it reliable?" Zachary Taylor asked.

Neville pondered for a moment and said, "He was the father of Mexican independence and one of the founders of the Mexican Empire, and he was very prestigious. Frankly, although the Crockett family formed a certain friendship with him when he was in exile in Europe, the degree of friendship was not so strong...... We still need a certain degree of 'assistance' in the future! ”

Zachary Taylor groaned for a moment and waved his big hand: "Just let him do it boldly, you go and tell him that the federal army's support for him is as solid as a rock!" ”

"Yes."

"But on the second step, I have a better plan!" Zachary Taylor said: "Whether that Bustamante succeeds or fails, I'm going to find someone to replace him – a few more tosses and the Mexicans will be grateful to us!" ”

Neville frowned, and seemed reluctant to give up Bustamante, whom he had single-handedly supported.

"Don't worry, lad!" Taylor patted Neville on the shoulder. "I'm a new candidate, and I'm much more reliable than Bustamante!"

"Who?" Neville looked at Zachary Taylor quizzically.

Zachary Taylor smiled weirdly.

A long name came out of his mouth, word by word, like a long puff of smoke.

"Antonio López de Sant'Anna"!

……

Neville was shocked.

"Is that him? He...... Isn't it already dead? ”