Chapter 116: The Empire's Two Walls, One of Them
Xing, the people suffer; Death, the people suffer.
In fact, it's the same everywhere.
But in order to realize the just cause of the Indians and bring real peace to North America, the only way to do this is to suffer the people of Texas one more time.
As a result, the people of Texas, who had just experienced the Great War, once again threw themselves into the vigorous 'Trench Plan'.
There is no distinction between north and south, no matter how big or small people are, they all wield iron pickaxes and work in this land of about 2 million square kilometers.
For the first time, human beings transcended the boundaries of race and color, and all of them, white and black, slaves and slave owners, worked equally and without distinction.
Even President Lamar would spare one hour a day to dig a small foxhole in front of the presidential palace.
What is Equality?
That's equality!
Only by achieving equality in productive forces can equality in social status and personality be achieved.
And not relying on marches or slogans - not even a war or two!
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The turtledove told the watermill to rest well and cooperate with the doctor's treatment. This war is still going on, and the watermill will need to continue to charge for him in the future!
The watermill raised its hand with difficulty, and insisted on saluting the turtledove.
A room full of people raised their arms and put them in front of their foreheads.
It's a return gift, and it's also a determination.
The turtledove then visited several more beds and spoke a few words to the wounded soldiers.
The field hospital, which was supposed to be full of mourning, has become a sanatorium since Ikardove came once, and all injuries and illnesses have been talked about and laughed about.
Even those soldiers who were about to have their legs sawed off dared to boast: "When Lao Tzu returns to his hometown, at least one pair of hands can spin thread or make screws...... Turtledove said, construction is also battle! β
Yes, the turtledove said this.
And what he said was: "Building our country is a more difficult battle than defending our country!" β
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It wasn't until almost noon that the turtledove left the hospital.
Outside the hospital, there was a bustling construction site, crisscrossed by trenches, like scars of the earth, spreading from the distant horizon and in the other direction.
A guy in a wide suit on the top and trouser legs on the bottom, holding a roster book in his hand, hurried past the turtledove.
"Hai, come here!" The turtledove beckoned to him.
The guy heard the voice of the turtledove and hurriedly ran over. "Hey, turtledove, how did you get here?"
Turtledove stretched out his hand and put his arm around his shoulder: "I'll come here to see - has your tribe's mission been accomplished?" How to run around? β
Hai Fufu shook his shoulders and shook the turtledove's hand to the side, "Originally, it wasn't so fast, but a new batch of captives came, and the chief told me to go and get them first." With this new batch of captives, I reckon we'll be able to start a new mission tomorrow! β
"Haha, it seems that fifteen dollars is not bad for your tribe, and the captives will be used by you first!" The turtledove teased.
Hai smiled and lowered his head, then raised his head again, and said, "Isn't it the same for whom?" After all, it's for us to dig a trench ourselves! β
"Haha!" Turtledove laughed, took the roster book from Hai's hand, opened it and flipped through it randomly.
It took him a few seconds to flip from beginning to end - and then, as if he had found something, he went back and looked through it.
The originally casual look became solemn.
"What's wrong?" Umi keenly noticed the change in the turtledove's expression.
"There's a name...... That's right, it's this! Turtledove replied.
The roster wasn't long, and Turtledove quickly found the name he was looking for. Pointing to it and saying to the sea, "Bring this man, I'll be waiting for you here!" β
Hai twisted his neck and looked at it, and said, "So you said that he - this man does look a little strange. β
"What's so strange?" Turtledove asked.
"I can't tellβI'll tell you when I bring him over!"
The sea ran away as fast as he could.
The turtledove held the roster book in his hand, which was full of names, but the turtledove's eyes were only on the name, and he did not even take the slightest look away.
Ulysses Simpson Grant!
One of the Imperial Twin Walls in the Civil War!
Future General of the Commonwealth of America Army, 18th President!
can be regarded as the first American general in the past!
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While waiting for Ulysses-Grant to arrive, Ikaruga himself jumped into the trench that had been dug.
The land on the Texas Coastal Plain is very soft, and the soil formed during the Cenozoic Era is rich in salts and various oil deposits, giving the soil a delicate black color.
Turtledove squeezed a handful of mud in his hand, and he would even suspect that what he had squeezed out was not muddy water, but something precious that would soon be called the 'blood of industry'.
He walked a short distance along the shoulder-deep trench, and the muddy water accumulated in the trench quickly soaked his shoes, and a biting cold came from his feet to his heart, and he couldn't help but shiver.
Still, he lay down in the trench and made a few shooting poses, covered in mud and water.
A black corpse lay in the mud, but everyone ignored it. The fate of the black slave was no better than that of the Indians, and from the moment they left the shores of Africa, he had already changed from a 'man' to a 'tool'.
No one can really save them, except themselves!
Turtledoves also do not feel obligated to change their fate, unless one day, they can show their worth and make Turtledove think that these people deserve to be 'rescued'.
Mercy is a precious thing and should not be misused lightly.
- And in the Civil War, which may soon become, Ikaruga has not yet decided which side to join, and it is too early to take sides.
- Chips are most useful when they are not yet used!
"Turtledove!" Standing on the trench, Peso shouted to the turtledove: "The sea has brought that man!" β
The turtledove stretched out his hand, grabbed the outstretched hand of the great hard, and climbed up from the trench.
He saw behind the sea, followed by a sturdy white man, about 1.7 meters tall, with a beard on his face, although his expression looked haggard, but he showed a gloomy and gloomy temperament - there was a shadow of a blood wolf in the lake of Momo.
Probably, the reason why a famous general is a famous general is always a little different.
"Hai, thank you for your hard work!"
"It's okay, he'll leave it to you!" Hai smiled heartily, showing a mouthful of snow-white teeth, and said: "You have to return it to me after you finish asking, look at his body, he must be a good worker!" β
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Turtledove smiled and looked at the gloomy, scruffy captive.
"Hiram Ulysses Grant?" Turtledove asked.
The man's eyes moved as he looked at the turtledove, "How do you know my name?" β