"What?"

Stephen Carney was sitting on the back of the bed when a thunderclap sounded outside the window, causing him to sit up straight away.

His hands were shaking, and the letter in his hand rattled like a sudden rain outside the window.

"Is the news true?" He asked.

The officer on the opposite side bowed his head and hunched his waist, not daring to reply.

There is no need to answer this question at all, and carrier pigeons are not human beings, so they do not make up information with rhetoric.

"Whoa!" The water cup on the bedside table fell to the floor, shattered, and there were water trails all over the floor.

Stephen Carney retracted his hand, his eyes still fixed on the letter in his hand.

His lips twitched, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't.

The officer buried his head in the scraps of the water glass on the ground, wiped the water from the wooden floor with a rag, poured a glass of warm boiling water and handed it to Stephen Carney.

The 62-year-old man took the water glass, put it to his lips and took a sip gently, then came back to his senses and scolded angrily:

"As I said earlier, John Fremont is ignorant of military affairs, and he is stubborn and self-serving, and sooner or later something bad will happen! Now, I'm right! ”

The officer did not dare to reply.

Stephen Carney stepped out of bed and cursed as she dressed herself.

"The Northern Oregon Legion, a total of 8 regiments and more than 10,000 people, was completely annihilated by a group of Indians! O my God! It's a shame! An unprecedented shame! ”

"Never before has we experienced such a huge failure since George Washington founded this country!"

"If you lose to the British or the French, you can say that you are not strong. But the opponent is the Indians! Native American! Hum! ”

"I said a long time ago that Fremont should be transferred back from the Northwest as soon as possible, and the Whigs just won't listen! Just don't listen! Now it's good! Now it's good! Is it over? Looks good, right? ”

"The butts of the Whigs are ultimately up to us Democrats to wipe them! It's disgusting! It's disgusting! ”

"How much ransom did the Indians demand? I'll put it up front, I can only pay $1,000 at most, $999 for the position of Governor of Oregon, and Fremont for $1! Absolutely no more! ”

"Speak! Why don't you speak? ”

……

Stephen Carney got dressed, walked to the window, looked out the window at the sudden rain, and said without looking back.

But after a long time, no sound came from behind him.

He frowned, looked back, and saw the officer with his head bowed, as if he had not heard him.

"Robert, didn't you hear me asking you?" He couldn't help but sink his voice.

Stephen Carney came from humble beginnings, unlike most officers in the federal military.

At this time, the American Federation, whether it was the military, the Congress, or the White House, was basically in the same vein as the founding fathers.

Consortiums are on the rise, but political families are beginning to emerge.

In such an environment, Stephen Carney was able to become a colonel of the expeditionary force, but he actually picked up a leak. When the two sides of the competition are at a standstill, a helpless senior military general like him is a good balancer.

Let's try it soon, everyone. 】

However, this leak can be picked up by many people, why did it fall on him, a 62-year-old man?

Not because of anything else, but because Stephen Carney acts fiercely, whether it is to his enemies or to his own people, he is a vicious dog that can be mouthed.

It just happens to be in this wild place in the northwest, and he can make bold moves and cut through thorns and thorns.

The Democrats want to use him against the deep-rooted Fremont, and the Whigs want the old guy to do something out of the ordinary to throw dirt on the Democrats.

Stephen Carney knows this.

That's what he's worth.

Is it true that when the American Federation has no one, does it need to rely on an old future to forge ahead?

As a 62-year-old veteran who has been in the army for nearly 45 years, the more Stephen Carney understands this truth, the less likely it is that he will give up his style. This is his core competency!

Even if I sometimes reflect on it, after reflection, I can only move forward.

At this time, the Federal War Department was like a carriage that couldn't be stopped, and he was just an insignificant part of the carriage.

……

Robert had actually said it earlier, but maybe it was because the rain outside the window was too loud, and Stephen Carney's hearing was not very good, so he had to say it again with trepidation.

"General Carney, Mr. Governor Fremont has been hanged by the Indians!"

Stephen Carney was stunned.

"He's dead?"

"Yes, General Carney!" The officer lowered his head almost to his chest, revealing a little baldness on top of his head.

Stephen Carney was dumbfounded, and it took a while for him to come to his senses. He loosened his collar with his hand, and the colonel's uniform issued to him by the War Department was so small that he was a little out of breath.

He thought that maybe they had originally wanted to send another person, but they quarreled and quarreled, and they ended up sending themselves, so that even the military uniform did not fit.

"How did he die?" Stephen Carney asked.

"Haned!"

"Hanged...... The Indians hanged him? Didn't they ask for a ransom? Fremont is the governor of California and Oregon! ”

The officer did not dare to answer.

Stephen Carney slowly paced out of the bedroom and into the living room outside.

A flash of lightning flashed, illuminating the map of America on the wall.

Immediately the room fell into darkness again, and thunder rumbled outside the window.

Stephen Carney stood there silently in the dark looking at the map on the wall.

The officer cautiously lit the candle and walked over, and when he saw Carney meditating on the map on the wall, he walked over with the candle and made a human candlestick.

……

Stephen Carney didn't expect Fremont to die!

He had thought that he would lead his army and fight Fremont, and he was even ready for a 'win-win' - but now, Fremont is dead!

At first glance, this may sound like good news.

But Stephen Carney shuddered.

Politicians in Washington are a bunch of violent people, and even the most docile old good guy, the self-proclaimed pacifist Speaker Henry Klay, is actually a villain who does nothing evil!

They like to threaten their opponents with war, but they never think about how the people involved in the war feel.

Stephen Carney doesn't mind being a vicious dog, baring his teeth and barking at a formidable foe in the darkness that doesn't exist. That's where his value lies.

But what if there really is a powerful enemy in the darkness?

"Robert, is the Northern Oregon Legion really wiped out?"

"Yes, General Carney." The human candlestick replied.

"What about Crick? Is he dead too? ”

Crick was an old subordinate of Stephen Carney, who first made contact with him before Stephen Carney set out for Fort Livingsworth in the east.

It was supposed to be a killer weapon against Fremont, but now, Fremont and his Northern Oregon Regiment are all gone.