The gates of Chapultepec Castle were slammed open.

When Zachary Taylor arrived, half of the castle was smoking.

Zachary Taylor ordered the soldiers to hurry to put out the fire, and Captain McClallen told him, "General, the soldiers have just withdrawn from inside!" ”

"Why don't you put out the fire?" Zachary Taylor asked.

"General, let's go and have a look first!" McClellan said.

Zachary Taylor took a closer look at the smoke, which was only a small part of it in the light of the fire because it was getting late, and the rest disappeared into the dark night sky, which didn't look so dangerous.

The castle was silent, except for the occasional cry from an unknown corner, which was quickly shoved back into the throat by something unknown.

"Ah...... Yes...... Not...... Not! ”

……

The floor of the castle's inner hall is covered with white marble, and a huge candelabra hangs overhead, and the burning fish oil on the candelabra exudes a strange fragrance.

The huge arched windows are inlaid with colorful glass, and candlelight shines on them, reflecting the light that makes the entire interior of the castle look like it's in paradise.

Zachary Taylor stood in the middle of the hall, staring at the magnificent religious paintings overhead, and the murals on the walls that were almost twice his height, and was so shocked that he was silent for a long time.

Chapultepec was once the altar of worship for the Indians, and in this city that was once called Tenochtitlan, it belonged to the place where the Indians communicated with their gods.

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After the Spaniards destroyed Tenochtitlan, they rebuilt Mexico City from the ruins, which was converted into the Spanish Doge's Palace.

With the arrival of Emperor Maximilian, it became the palace of the Emperor of Mexico – the only royal building on the entire American continent.

Zachary Taylor had imagined that Chapultepec Castle would be extraordinarily magnificent, but he could never have imagined that it would be so magnificent.

When he recovered from the shock, he couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "What a tyrant of TM!" ”

- If not a tyrant, can he have such a magnificent palace?

- If not a tyrant, how can you have such a splendid castle?

- If you weren't a tyrant, you would have collected so many calligraphy and paintings, gold and bronze sculptures?

After a long staircase trimmed with gold trim, Zachary Taylor made his way to the second floor of the castle.

There are many green gravel on the steps, and there are no feet. Zachary Taylor couldn't help but lower her head and pick up a small piece of it for a closer look.

"McClellan, why do they put this little green stone on the steps?" Zachary Taylor asked, "Won't it slip?" ”

"General, this is not a small stone they paved." George Brinton McClellen's face was a little embarrassed.

"What's that?" Zachary Taylor asked.

George Brinton McClellan lowered his head and said, "It's malachite shards!" When the soldiers entered the palace, they found a room filled with green malachite—"

Zachary Taylor's cheeks twitched twice, and without saying anything more, he continued to walk towards the second floor of the castle.

The troops who can be assigned to occupy the palace are his own descendants. What else could he say in the face of such a situation?

"Take me to the Queen!" Zachary Taylor said:

"Here, please, General!" McClellan said.

……

Marie-Charlotte Amelie Augustina Victoria-Clémentina – Opoldina! Concentrate***

Belgian princess!

Cousin of King Fernando II of Portugal!

Cousin of Queen Victoria of England!

Cousin of Napoleon III, Emperor of the French Empire!

Empress of the Mexican Empire!

When Zachary Taylor, accompanied by McClellan, entered the Queen's bedroom, he saw such a terrifying scene!

On the head of the bed hung a portrait of the emperor, and the empress, who was smiling at him, was lying on their bed!

The pale flesh resembles a smashed silkworm.

Blood poured from beneath her, rendering the footprint-stained white sheets crimson.

"This ......"

Zachary Taylor's mouth opened wide and looked at McClallen in disbelief.

McClellan lowered his head and muttered, "It was so chaotic at the time, I don't know who did it!" ”

Almost without hesitation, Zachary Taylor shouted out the door: "Hook! Are the journalists gone? ”

A voice came from outside the door: "It's all gone!" ”

Zachary Taylor turned around, slapped McClellen in the face, grabbed him by the hem of his shirt, lifted him alive, and pressed him against the wall.

"Do you know what you're doing?" Zachary Taylor gritted his teeth and growled, a hairy face almost close to McClellan's, and the hot breath from his mouth was like a fire, so hot that McClellan had to turn his head.

"General, it was really too chaotic at the time......"

"Winter!" Zachary Taylor punched McClellan in the lower abdomen, sending McClellan hunched over and curled up on the ground like a roasted shrimp.

Zachary Taylor pulled out a gun from his waist and put it on McClellan's forehead, kneeling directly on McClellan's neck, and said hatefully, "Do you know what you're doing?" ”

McClellan was speechless.

Zachary Taylor was so excited that he was a little incoherent: "When Matamoros is captured, Lao Tzu will turn a blind eye and forget it!" This is Mexico City! ”

"MD, Mexico City! Lao Tzu has to re-enter the city once, do you have a brain? ”

"Charlotte is something you can move?"

"The emperor is dead, Lao Tzu can be framed! The queen is dead, and she is still dead like this, how can Lao Tzu plant it? To whom? ”

"The streets are full of women, who are you looking for, looking for this woman?"

……

Zachary Taylor gasped for air, but didn't pull the trigger in his hand.

Seeing that McClellan was almost unable to breathe under his knees, he stood up in hatred and kicked him hard in the chest.

"Who else knows about this?"

It took a while for McClellon to sit up from the floor. Silently hanging his head, he said, "At that time...... It's just so confusing......"

"That is, there are other people involved?" Zachary Taylor asked.

McClellan nodded.

Zachary Taylor paced back and forth around the room in a fit of rage, raising his pistol several times before finally reluctantly putting it down.

McClellan came from a military family, and his father, Ira Livingstone-Freddendeyer, was a well-known figure in the federal army.

Last year, McClellan graduated from West Point with the second highest mark in his class, and is known as 'Little Napoleon', a star general that President Polk has always looked at.

The Minister of War, William Massey, even issued him a certificate of merit in advance, just waiting for the war to be filled in his name as soon as the war was over.

Zachary Taylor couldn't have fired that shot anyway.

As long as he wants to move closer to the White House, McClellan is unlikely to be punished in any way, on the contrary, he must be rewarded - he must be a brigadier general!

"This battle is going to be—TM's!" Zachary Taylor hates to bang his head against the wall, "-I might as well switch places with Winfield Scott!" ”