Chapter 420: Who Will Be the Last White Mexican? (Ask for a subscription, ask for a monthly pass)
Fidel. Guevara, Richard. Fitzpatrick, Nicholas. Semino and O'Hara are all stupid! Don't understand what Wang Wen is saying at all? Although Wang Wen's English is very standard, the standard Oxford accent can go to the British Parliament to speak, and the four Florida "revolutionaries" can understand every word he says. But together, you don't know what it is.
"Excuse me, are you ......" Fidel. Guevara asked in a whisper.
"My name is Wang Wen, and I'm Colonel Daming!"
"Colonel Wang," Guevara introduced himself, "I'm Father Fidel of the Golden Beach Catholic Church in Florida. Guevara...... What did you just mean by the Emancipation Proclamation? What does that mean?"
Wang Wen looked at this Fidel. Father Guevara said, "Father, don't you understand what it means to emancipate the slaves and Indians?" He looked at Nicholas again. Semino and O'Hara, "One of you is an Indian, and the other is a slave...... You must want to live in Florida as equal, free, and happy as white people, and become the masters of a free and progressive Florida, right?"
"No, no, I'm not a slave," O'Hara quickly shook her head, "I'm actually a free Negro, and I've redeemed myself through the proceeds of my labor."
"Redemption?" Wang Wen glanced at him, "Then how did you become a slave?"
"I'm ...... I don't remember exactly, it seems that he was caught as a child and then sold to Mr. Fitzpatrick's father, a benevolent slave owner."
"Fitzpatrick? Richard. Fitzpatrick?" Wang Wen looked at the white and chubby businessman.
"It's me, I'm Richard. Fitzpatrick."
Wang Wen asked, "Are you the original master of this old black slave?"
"Yes, I am." Richard. Fitzpatrick laughed, "Old O'Hara is a very industrious black man, always the first to start working and the last to finish working, no one works harder than him, so he can redeem himself."
Wang Wen nodded, and his tone suddenly sank: "Richard, listening to you, how do I think you are in favor of slavery?"
"No, no......" Richard. Fitzpatrick reacted immediately, "I'm against slavery, really, I was forced to become a slave owner!"
"Can this still be forced?" Wang Wen glared at him.
"Colonel, he's really, really forced." O'Hara hastened to speak for his old master.
Wang Wen glanced at him, and then said to a Ming naval officer beside him, "Take the declaration to this pair of master and servant and ask them to sign it...... Sign it to prove yourself!" Then he went on to Father Guevara and Nicholas. Senomi said, "You two must be against the killing of Indians and the enslavement of blacks, right? You have signed the declaration too! Sign it, and I'll take you to meet the Emperor of Mexico and the Admiral of the Ming Pacific Fleet!"
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Texas Bay, Texas.
April 18, 1832.
Today is the day of the triumphant return of the combined Mexican-Texas fleet!
On the wharf of the Texas Bay Military Port, there was a mixed atmosphere...... Hey, they're all Japanese devils!
The Second Battle of the Atlantic was a great victory for them, although the Second Battle of the Atlantic was very fierce, and the flagships of both sides were sunk. Porter was killed, and the commander of the Mexican-Texan Army, Admiral Guerrero, nearly drowned in the Atlantic. However, the six capital ships of the Texas Sea Coast, Akagi, Kaga, Zuizuru, Shozuru, Soryu, and Flying Dragon, were all safe and sound, and it can be said that not even a piece of paint was rubbed off, and even a screw was intact. And the eight old-fashioned armored destroyers in the Texas Sea, although they were somewhat shelled, their targets were too small for the American battleships and armored cruisers to beat, and the Americans' second- and third-class cruisers fired at them. But they were afraid of eating torpedoes, and those second- and third-class cruisers did not dare to get close to fight, and they were all fighting blindly from more than 10,000 meters, and they did not fire a few rounds from beginning to end. Pro American hair
When the decisive charge began, Wang Wen had already led 10 Zhuangshi-class second-class cruisers to kill him, and the 6,500-ton big guy was rampage on the battlefield, who would not be able to get along with the more than 3,000-ton Guogong-class? ….
Therefore, not a few Japanese devils in Texas died in this battle, so at this time, the docks were full of hoarse and self-employed officers and soldiers shouting welcome slogans...... The current Japanese military does not have much land and sea disputes, after all, everyone is from the shogunate army, and there is no such thing as fighting for the budget - their budget is all decided by the father of the Ming Dynasty, and the fight is in vain.
And just when the devils in Texas were all happy, Emperor Agustin, his Mexican courtiers, and the officers and soldiers of the Mexican Royal Guard were not happy at all.
Because the Mexicans, to be precise, the native Mexican whites, lost too much in this Atlantic naval battle...... The only two battleships sank one by one, and the Bolívar exploded when it was hit at close range by a 12-inch shell of the United States, and then sank so quickly that even the commander of the fleet, Admiral Guerrero, almost didn't escape! Of the 761 people on this battleship, only 68 survived!
And the situation of the Agustin I is not much better, although it did not sink, but because it was shot too much, the damage was extremely serious...... Four of the six main gun turrets were destroyed, and the power compartment received several rounds and was almost completely destroyed. The bow and stern ammunition depots were urgently flooded due to fires caused by the blasting of the turrets above. The bridge and the conning tower were also repeatedly hit by 12-inch shells, and the personnel on the bridge suffered heavy losses. According to post-war statistics, 226 of the ship's 741 people were killed or seriously wounded. Although the Agustin itself did not sink, it has completely lost the possibility of repairing it - Mexico can't repair it at all, and it is impossible to drag it to the Ming Dynasty, more than 20,000 nautical miles! How did this broken ship get there?
In addition, the two hero-class armored cruisers of the Royal Mexican Navy are also finished! The Cortez was hit by eighteen bullets, the whole ship caught fire, lost power, and the captain had to give the order to abandon the ship. The Pizarro also suffered heavy damage in the melee, being hit by two compressed air torpedoes fired at close range, and finally sinking into the icy Atlantic. The Royal Mexican Navy sailors who were buried at the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean with these two warships exceeded 400 people!
That is, in the Second Battle of the Atlantic, the Royal Mexican Navy also actually lost two battleships and two armored cruisers, while the loss of personnel ...... Counting the attrition on those light ships that returned safely, it also reached more than 2,000 people.
Although Americans lost three times more than Mexicans, the population of native white Mexicans was only one-tenth of that of white Americans!
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He quickly looked up, only to find the new flagship of the Royal Mexican Navy, Don. The Agustin had docked, and his naval commander, Admiral Guerrero, was accompanied by a bearded white priest, an Indian man in an old Spanish military uniform, and an elderly black man in a tuxedo and a cylindrical top hat. The Agustin walked down ......
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