If the wheel of history were to roll down in a step-by-step manner, and someday two hundred years later, when the United States had begun to wane, it would have firmly believed that cotton produced between 75°E and 95°E and 35°N and 50°N was bloody and unfree.

For no other reason, in the United States in the mid-19th century, they used to do this kind of thing.

Cotton, such an ordinary thing, was more important to 19th-century America than chips or rare elements hundreds of years later.

During this period, the main export commodities of the United States were raw materials represented by cotton. Countless slaves toiled day and night on the plantations in the South, under whips and muskets, generating nearly $200 billion a year in import revenue for the nascent nation, almost four times the federal government's revenue!

Even the once invincible empire of the sun never set needed to import cotton from the United States during this period.

If raw materials such as wheat and rubber are counted, then the dependence of the empire on raw materials on the United States is as high as 80%!

In the 19th century, the most barbaric and bloody era in the history of the American continent, such a deformed economic structure is bound to cause an earth-shaking upheaval.

In the small territory of the Gulf of Mexico, if one eye can look down from above, then the naked eye can see that plantations are spreading wildly to the west.

This spreading trend went all the way to the border of Mexico, on the east side of the Rio Grande, and was blocked!

The Americans on the east side were as anxious as ants on a hot pan, and it was as painful as seeing the Mexicans abandoning the land on the west side of the Rio Grande, as if they had seen white silver flowing in front of them!

There was a plantation owner named James Knox Polk, who had just run unsuccessfully for governor of Tennessee, who wrote a letter to President Buchanan every week, demanding that Texas be taken and Mexico annexed at all costs!

Polk was not alone, for almost all the planters in the South, without exception, held the same view.

In the United States during this period, 'expansionism' was flourishing, and behind this pretentiousness was a powerful interest group that occupied 60% of the economic position of the United States.

For the Federation?

No, the so-called federation is just a fig leaf, everyone is all for """!

Whether Mexico wants it or not, whether Mexico is wronged or not, it is its fault for being close to the United States!

No matter how history changes, even if an Indian tribe of up to 10,000 people has taken shape in the forests of the Sierra Madre, this will not change this powerful trend.

As the Alamo Corps advanced westward, the garrison of Fort Texas in the rear also increased to 20,000 men!

The Mexican-American War is kicking off.

……

At this time, Mexico can hardly say that it is innocent.

It turned out that under the rule of the Spanish governor, although Mexico was exploited and oppressed, the economic and political rules still worked.

Since independence, it has been a complete mess.

Gone Master Bai, here came Master Huang.

Moreover, Master Huang is not only as fierce as Master Bai, but he doesn't understand anything. After a few years of tossing, the 'Viceroyalty of Mexico', a cornucopia of Spain, was completely turned into rotten tiles.

Spain itself was demoralized and completely withdrew from the political arena of the European powers.

Not only that, but the country that once had the world's largest silver mines, Bolivia, Peru and Mexico accounted for more than 85% of the world's silver production between 1500 and 1800 – but now, the country of silver has become a tabula rasa, with a whole bunch of guys named "Garcia" or "Antonio" going up and down the presidency of Mexico City.

They may not be aware of it, but an objective effect has already been made: the world's silver has decreased as a result.

This leads to another consequence -

At this time, in the far east, a huge agricultural country relied on the three treasures of tea, silk and porcelain, and became a net inflow of silver!

And the United States, Russia, France, Germany, Italy, Obitebo, and so on, who regarded themselves as God's chosen people, became a net outflow of silver from the country by virtue of all kinds of industrial products!

Master Bai wielded a whip to let the black slaves work day and night, and sometimes the white master had to roll up his sleeves to make screws in person in the roaring factory, but he was busy for several years, and in the end, the money was all TM for the yellow monkey to earn!

How can this be endured?

So there is such a thing as 'Raven P'.

……

So, in the middle of the 19th century, Europe's eyes looked beyond the Indian Ocean and hungrily eastward.

The United States, in the New World, looked west at Mexico with almost the same eyes as them.

From the Atlantic to the Pacific, even the air smells of silver.

At this time, Mo said that a small turtle dove appeared in the forest of the Madre Mountains, and even if Moses came again and tore the Gulf of Mexico alive with his hands, it could not stop the westward advance of the American army!

……

The wheels of the times rumbled, and the turtledove could hear its roar as he sat in the small room that belonged to him in the middle of the tribal camp.

In his hand he had a newspaper from seven days ago—

With the Sierra Madre completely blocked, even Loczen, relying on the intelligence system left over from the rebels, could only get his hands on the newspapers of seven days ago.

On the third page of the newspaper there was a story about 'David Scott':

In a series of battles to wipe out the Raging Winds, while Major Christopher and Second Lieutenant Mourning paid the price for their stupidity, the valiant David Scott bravely stepped forward and blocked the way for the Indian army to move south at the cost of all ten soldiers, bringing peace to the people of Texas in the south.

David Scott in the newspapers also smoked his pipe, like a scheming general - well, he has now been promoted to captain and is on the verge of becoming a real general.

"The First Evolution"

Scott will preside over the encirclement of the Indian tribes in the Sierra Madre Mountains, and in a newspaper interview with the new commander, Scott vowed to say:

“…… There is no need to send the valiant warriors to the mountains and forests, they are all valuable treasures of the Federation...... I did an in-depth survey, and the vast majority of soldiers agreed with me! ”

“…… All we need is a complete blockade of the Sierra Madre, and within a year, I promise, not even the Indians' dogs will find their home anywhere! ”

Captain Scott, who said this, runs a "Rio Grande Transport Company", the only one in the Rio Grande River that has legal access to the forests of the Madre Mountains.

The newspapers were full of campaign advertisements for Speaker Maral preparing to run for president of Texas, and it was rare to see a few real news sentences in the cracks.

In the middle of those news, Turtledove read a sentence:

“…… The vicious Indian bandits turned southwest into Mexico......"

Jerónimo hasn't come back until now.

However, after a few interceptions in Texas, he turned around and made a sharp turn into Mexico.

Seeing this news, even the turtledove couldn't help but laugh.

That's right, that's right, that's Geronimo! This is Jerónimo!

Legend has it that Mexicans are like dragons!

He probably wants to be a dragon too?

……

Beyond the turtledove's window, there is a busy scene.

Forests are being cut down, houses are being built, and acres of farmland are leveling......

In the next room room, $15 is hosting a meeting on the 'three-year plan'......

On the other side of the invisible hill, the 'Shulotel Legion' and the 'Tonathiu Legion' are training......

"Turtledove!" The commercial officer Parrot handed over a financial report at this time.

The turtledove opened it and looked at it roughly, signed it, and handed it back to the parrot.

There is nothing to see, each department performs its own duties, everyone is conscientious, even if there are occasional small mistakes, it cannot be said that they have not done their best.

It's nothing more than an Indian who is tired and tired for a month, but can only buy a pair of pants.

The age of black iron, which belonged to the turtledove tribe, has passed.

Now it's their Silver Age.

Not so good, but not so bad either.

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