Chapter 127: The Dove's Order
Zachary Taylor was originally a Democrat. 纇
As President James Polk's most trusted men, he is in charge of nearly two-thirds of the military of the American Federation.
In support of Zachary Taylor's Mexico strategy, Polk was even willing to halt the banking sector in New York, if only the bankers were willing to help the Treasury issue bonds so that the army could take Mexico.
Even a while ago, the death of Fremont led the Whigs to impeach the president, almost forcing Polk to leave the White House — even in such a bad situation, Polk withstood all the political pressure to keep Zachary Taylor fighting well on the south side.
The storm ended with the death of Henry Culler, and President Polk survived the crisis with no danger.
However, everyone saw the weakness of the Democratic Party because of this: President Polk shitted the crotch of his pants, and the Democratic Party could not cover the sky in Congress......
After the death of Henry Crane, the Whig Party fell into a leaderless predicament, and the forces of all sides pulled back and forth, repeatedly tilted, and although more and more people fled the Democratic Party to join the Whig Party, they were never able to form a united force, and could not even elect a presidential candidate with a common approval.
In order to crack down on his campaign rivals, even rumors about the founding father, George Washington, who is said to have a black illegitimate child, have been turned up...... 纇
But the good news is that the Federacy's successive victories in Mexico have quickly pushed the front into Mexico, where Mexico City is expected to be taken soon.
As long as they have access to Mexico's raw materials and silver imports, the Democrats will have enough war dividends to solve all the problems they are currently facing. In the magical country of America, there is no problem that money can't solve, and if there is, it must be that there is not enough money.
At this time, President Polk was desperate for a victory to consolidate his precarious presidency.
So, when Army Commander Winfield Scott offered to personally go to the front to supervise the army, Polk agreed without hesitation - he wanted victory so much that he even sent Commodore Stockton out!
Polk was not a mediocre man, and he was acutely aware that no matter what campaign tactics his opponents used, if he could win the war in Mexico, he would be able to secure the presidency.
Voters may not even know where Mexico is, but they don't need a test to cast their ballots, they just need to know who pays them!
As long as Zachary Taylor in the south can win, James Polk in the north can win! 纇
It's a great success!
However, instead of waiting for the news of Zachary Taylor's victory – he waited for Zachary Taylor......
When he saw in his White House office the most trusted major general in the American federal army, he almost suspected that he was blind!
"Taylor? Aren't you in Mexico? How did you get back? ”
Zachary Taylor, dressed in a dusty military uniform and carrying an exaggerated pipe, set him apart from the well-dressed gentlemen of Washington.
Zachary Taylor spat out a smoke ring and said: "I hope Mr. President will support my candidacy for the presidency......"
It sounded a bit awkward, and Polk asked several times before he understood. 纇
"Are you stupid, Taylor!" Polk said, "I'm the Democratic presidential candidate!" I'm fighting for re-election......"
So Zachary Taylor turned around and voted for the Whigs!
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General Winfield-Scott hummed a little song happily.
The pigeons cooing in the coop and they can feel the joy of their owners. Even though there was lightning and thunder outside, and the black clouds were about to press down on the treetops, the house was still warm and dry.
"McClairn, what are your plans when the war is over?" Winfield asked.
McClellan brushed his hair and said a little dazedly: "I don't know, I listen to my father's arrangement!" "Huh
"Don't you have your own ideas?" Winfield asked.
"My father may want me to stay in the military, but I want to start a business...... Forget it, I'd better listen to my father's arrangement! McClellan replied, "I'm not as stupid as the other noble kids, who can rely on their family background, but they have to prove their talents—they have a bullshit talent!" ”
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"Hahaha, you're a smart young man!" Winfield smiled and said, "I have a way to keep you in the army without delaying you from starting a company!" ”
"Huh?" McClellan's eyes lit up. The young man's heart could not hide his thoughts at all, and his face was clearly filled with the desire for money, power, and all the good things in the world.
- If it weren't for that, I wouldn't be able to do something like @ Queen of Mexico!
"You find someone you can trust, let him go to Singer Sewing Machine Company as a general manager, the salary is quite good, and you can also enjoy equity incentive dividends!"
"Forget it, Uncle Scott, where is the bank for the sewing machine company to make money, and the general manager is not easy to be!" 纇
"Listen to me, Mike, you're thinking too complicated about this. It doesn't matter to you whether the sewing machine company makes money or not, anyway, it just gives money to your friends, and it doesn't matter if the general manager is good or not, anyway, it has to find someone to be - why can't this person be one of your friends? ”
McClellan opened his mouth, his eyes lit up, and he felt like he had opened up a new world.
"Will Singer Sewing Machine Company agree?" McClellan asked.
"How do you know if you don't try?" Winfield windled his eyes at McClellan and taught his juniors earnestly: "God tells us that a brave attempt is half the battle!" ”
"Understood, Uncle Scott."
"Alright, let's get out! By the way, call Sherman and Jackson in! ”
"Okay!" 纇
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Winfield hummed a little tune, crushed corn kernels in his hand, and reached into the pigeon coop.
The delicate rafters of the pigeon pecked at the palm of his hand, making him feel itchy and crispy.
For Winfield-Scott, leaving that maelstrom in Washington at this time is really the right thing to do.
Even he didn't expect that Zachary Taylor would be so ruthless, turning around and throwing himself to the Whigs, and by the way, he sent his old master Polk to the judgment seat again.
Come to think of it, the tears in Polk's heart will be like this heavy rain in Mexico, right?
When William Sherman and Thomas Jackson walked in together, the pigeon seemed startled, stopped eating, and looked up at the two men with a puzzled look. 纇
"Goo-goo...... Goo Goo Goo ......"
"Do you understand what it's saying?" Winfield-Scott turned around and asked.
Both Sherman and Jackson shook their heads.
"It's commanding you," said Winfield-Scott, "it's saying, go, go and destroy the Indians, go and kill them all!" ”