The war in Santa Fe came to a standstill.

The last battle could be considered a draw, although the Americans were eventually repulsed by Chaves's pistols, the Mexican army itself suffered considerable losses.

Before the new weapons arrived, Carney did not dare to attack rashly, so the two sides had to face off in a tense confrontation in the canyon.

It was the height of summer, and the hot climate made the soldiers on both sides feel irritable and depressed.

This dry standoff lasted until the end of September.

With the arrival of a thousand Browning revolvers, General Carney quickly assembled a pistolist cavalry force of five hundred men.

During the confrontation, although there was no fighting between the two sides, the US military was not idle.

With the weapons they had, they had adapted to the way the pistols fought in advance, so when the revolvers arrived, they almost immediately formed a team and prepared for the next attack.

Meanwhile, inside the city of Santa Fe.

Amicho sat in his chair, playing with a wine glass in his hand, his brow furrowed, and on the table in front of him was a piece of information and a bottle of wine.

The wine was gone, empty, like the glass in his hand.

"Uncle." Chaves came in from outside, with a smile and anticipation on his face, "Carney seems to be going to do something new, let's teach the Yankees another hard lesson!" ”

Amicho didn't say anything, instead handing him the information on the table.

When he took the information and began to read, Amicho said, "Zachary Taylor's troops are marching on Monterey, and the size of the army is already over 10,000 people. ”

Reading the information on the intelligence, Chaves's expression couldn't help but become solemn.

Amicho continued: "We can't wait for reinforcements, the situation in the south is worse than here. ”

Chaves was silent for a long time: "We don't need reinforcements, we've already defeated the Yankees once, then twice, three times!" ”

Amicho couldn't help but sigh, "Be realistic, my dear nephew. Maybe we could indeed defeat the Americans once or twice, but Santa Fe wouldn't have lasted long without the support of the South. ”

"Besides, the surprise victory brought by the Browning revolver cannot be replicated, and let's not forget, it was the American Colt who invented this weapon."

Chavez didn't speak.

He was a hot-blooded young man, but he was also aware that the situation of the war was becoming more and more unfavorable for Mexico.

The disparity in national strength between the United States and Mexico doomed the outcome of this war not to be too surprising.

Amicho looked at his nephew's expression: "Chaves, I think, let's negotiate with the Americans as soon as possible." ”

"Now is probably the best time to negotiate, after all, we won a battle not long ago, and this is our bargaining chip, and we can trade it for a good negotiation result."

He paused: "For example, let them not harm and plunder the inhabitants of Santa Fe, such as making you a brigadier general, or even an honorary major general." ”

"Brigadier General of the United States?" Chaves's tone was disapproving.

Amicho: "Brigadier generals in the United States are also brigadier generals, and I was a Spaniard back then. ”

Chavez: "I was born Mexican. ”

"I was born Spanish too." "Now I'm Mexican, and I don't think there's anything wrong with being Mexican." ”

"We don't have to be loyal to the country we were born into, that's just a beautiful coincidence. The only thing we really need allegiance to is God. ”

"Shall we talk to Carney, Chaves?" Amicho asked again.

"Nope." Chaves finally refused, "Let him attack, and I will beat him again!" ”

With that, he threw down the information and turned to leave the governor's office.

"Alas......" Amicho couldn't help but have a headache and sighed.

He continued to play with the glass in his hand irritably, shaking it back and forth with his index and middle fingers until one accidentally let go of it.

"Smack!"

The beautiful glass shattered to the ground.

"Damn." Amicho couldn't help but curse, "Hurry up and someone clean up for me!" ”

A man soon came in from outside the door, swept away the glass shards on the ground, and was about to leave, but Amicho stopped him: "Wait. ”

"Any other commands? Mr. Governor. The servant asked.

Amicho touched his chin and thought for a while, his face seemed a little hesitant, and finally he seemed to have made up his mind: "You go to Mr. Charles Bent and say that I want to exchange a few bottles of Tibetan wine with him, and he had better come today." ”

"Yes, Mr. Governor." The next person answered.

That afternoon, a middle-aged man in a suit came to Amicho's office and greeted politely, "Governor Amijo." ”

"Oh, Bent, you look good." Amicho also got up with a smile, and then said, "Why didn't you bring wine?" ”

Bent smiled faintly: "Mr. Governor, I don't think what you need is wine." ”

Amicho grinned and patted him on the shoulder, "You're as shrewd as ever, my friend. ”

The two sat down.

Amicho said thoughtfully, "Bent, as far as I know, you seem to have some friendship with Stephen Carney?" ”

"Yes." Bent replied.

Amicho nodded slightly, and then added, "Actually, I hope you can help me contact General Carney...... You know, I'm a peace-loving person at heart, I don't like war, look at the last time we fought, although we won, but how much did it cost? How many young people have lost their lives. ”

"But those young people are always enthusiastic, especially my nephew, and a thrilling victory made him almost fall in love with war, thinking that war was a fun game!"

Bent expressed his approval: "It's true that young people are always like that. ”

Amicho continued: "I don't want the war to continue. So, Bent, I want you to help me talk to General Carney, and if he can agree to some conditions, I can surrender to them and let New Mexico join the United States......"

……

A few days later.

Canyon battlefield in the standoff.

There was some movement in the camp of the American army, and a large number of soldiers were gathered, and it seemed that a new offensive was about to be launched.

"Soldiers, get ready for battle!" Chaves ordered.

For military personnel, victory is the best way to gain prestige.

After his last victory, the young governor's nephew, the militia chief, had gained considerable prestige in the army, and many soldiers were willing to listen to him, believing that he could bring Santa Fe the next victory.

Under his orders, the Mexican defenders were ready for a possible battle.

But just then, Governor Amicho came from the rear and immediately announced the news that everyone expected: "In the name of the Governor of New Mexico, I declare that the war is over—we have completed peace negotiations with General Carney." ”