Chapter 52: The Death of the Turtledove
In another time and space, a character named Abraham Lincoln was helpless, and after eating this big meal, it didn't take long for someone to open his mind.
But at this juncture, it's clear that James Polk and Zachary Taylor don't have that appetite.
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"I don't dare to jump to conclusions about the military level of the turtledove, after all, I haven't really fought against him."
In his early days, he personally commanded several small wars, all of which seemed to be nothing more than a fierce battle. By the time he gained a foothold in Mount Braque, he had basically broken away from the front-line command, and he could not judge his military command ability on this basis! β
"But you know, Polk, of all the qualities of a man like us, military ability is the least important!"
"We can easily create a famous general, or we can easily destroy a general!"
"The reason is that we are in control of the direction of the country. Even if we're just actors, we can play a ship that doesn't move as if it's moving forward at a rapid pace - the Federation is moving fast, but you know, it's the result of our joint performance! β
"Including you, Polk, you're also one of the stars in this boom drama β America has money, and it's fake! The army of the United States is incomparably strong, this is also fake! American freedom, democracy, peace and justice, all of these are fake! β
"Essentially, we're all acting!"
"We pretend that the big ship of America is moving in rough seas, but in fact, the cabins are already flooded, and the sea water has soaked our ankles!"
"Time is not on our side!"
"If we don't act at this time, the North-South contradiction will tear the Union in half, and then the Indians will take the opportunity to move eastward, and then whether it is the Whigs or the Democrats, whether it is you or me, there will be no place to bury!"
"As many people as we have ever killed, we will die!"
"As many houses and cottages as we burned, we will lose as many as we might!"
"The Indians will turn our bones out of the ground like real beasts and tear them into pieces!"
"Wall Street, Broadway, White House...... All of them will become mass graves! β
"All this is only because we are pretending to be advancing, and the Indians are really advancing!" β¦β¦ In the middle of the 19th century, America's industrial boom was an illusion.
Thanks to the abundant coal and iron ore resources in the Great Lakes region, the United States has the capacity to produce primary industrial goods.
However, in the world market during this period, Britain, France, Germany, and other European powers were the kings of the industrial goods market, and the fragile American industry was almost crushed under the impact of foreign goods.
Moreover, neither the class in the United States can see any hope for the rise of industry. This is why the industrial capitalists of the North preferred to wage war with their southern brothers in order to open up the markets of the South.
The situation is similar to that of Vietnam and India 200 years later, with the production capacity of shoes, tables, chairs, chassis and other primary industrial products, and the output value is not low, but you really want to say how strong the industrial capacity of these countries is...... He can't even pay the electricity bill for his northern neighbor!
Of course, it also has high technology, and the United States at this time can also build warships and artillery, but India can still build rockets in 200 years!
In a word, in the original time and space, the United States at this time was on the eve of fission. Fish leaping dragon gate, in progress.
However, due to the defeat of the Mexican-American War, he hit his head on the crossbar of the gantry...... Of course, the storm is still turbulent, and the bGm has not changed, but there is no westward movement, no Texas, no Louisiana............
"Polk, I've been waiting for the turtledove to make a mistake for the past 6 years!"
"I thought that a young man like him must have more or less faults of one kind or another, and the Indians are not a mature people, it is just a billet - I think he must make mistakes!"
"However, I found that the biggest mistake he has made in the past six years has been to marry the daughter of a savage and have a brother-in-law who is not stingy...... In addition, his methods are as old as if he had been president for decades! β
"I said at the beginning that his exploits were like George Washington, but in fact he really had to be carried out one by one, with all due respect, he was much better than Washington!"
"Do you know what kind of enemy we're facing, Polk?"
"I even suspect that while we are waiting for him to make a mistake, he is also spying on us and that he has seen our weaknesses!"
"We can't wait, Polk!"
"If the current situation continues, we will usher in the day of collapse before him!"
"And now's the best time!"
"There are only two people in America who can call the shots, one is you and the other is me!"
"As long as we can agree, any of our actions will be unhindered - we can even amend the constitution and turn the United States into a monarchy, and you, Polk, my friend, will be the first king of the American Empire!"
"No, His Majesty Emperor James Knox Polk!" β¦β¦ The drizzle outside the window turned into a torrential rain.
The bonfire in the fireplace scurried, and the rumbling wind rumbled in the chimney. Polk wiped the water trail from the teacup he had accidentally overturned with a rag, and kept his head down in silence.
After a while, he said, "I am really touched by your loyalty to the country. The state should build a monument for you in the future......"
"Let's wait until the Indians are destroyed!" Zachary Taylor said, "If it were possible, in the future, on Mount Braque, across from White Rock, I would make a statue of me, and with Washington and Jefferson, the founding fathers, I would watch the Indians be buried in the ground forever, never to be turned over!" β
"And when are you going to go to war?" Polk asked. Zachary Taylor hesitated and hooked his finger at Polk, motioning for him to come closer.
Although there were only two of them in the room, what he had to say was too secret, and he was afraid that even saying it out loud would be leaked.
"I'm still waiting for something to happen!"
"What's the matter?" Taylor looked left and right again, and whispered, "Death to the turtledoveβ" Suddenly there was a loud thunder and lightning like practice.
James Polk's hand on the table trembled. He suddenly recalled many strange things that had happened in the process of reorganizing the Democratic Party, and those who had refused to join the Democratic Party had all 'died of illness' for various reasons, just like the Whig leader Henry Crane who died in the first place!
Zachary Taylor in front of him suddenly became as vicious as a poisonous snake with white teeth baring in the light of lightning.