The major general did not pick up the railroad tracks as Chen Jianqiu said.

He thought about it and decided to take the 3,000 men who had arrived to get closer to Mills's 2nd Infantry Division.

Experienced he keenly perceived that if the follow-up troops could not arrive in time.

With his troops of less than 3,000 people, he will be eaten by the Texas National Guard if he is not careful.

However, despite the rapid reaction of the major general, it was still slow.

Cutting off the railroad was not only to prevent him from gaining new troops, but also to cut off his supplies and communications.

The Texas National Guard poured out to block his south and west sides; To the north, a Chinese militia approached; To his east, however, a force consisting mainly of Indians appeared.

And the commander of this force was none other than the young Indian chieftain Asuka who had lost all his tribesmen.

Now he is no longer young.

Asuka inherited the mantle of Geronimo and became the leader of the Indians on the Southwestern Frontier.

With Chen Jianqiu's support, he once again gathered an Indian force around him.

These Indians had all gone to Roswell's evening school and had spent the last decade eating and living together and building their homes.

Their unprecedented unity.

Indian warriors, led by Asuka, entered New Mexico and went straight to the front line and then interspersed behind the Union troops.

After judging the situation, the major general sent a distress signal to the 2nd Infantry Division and decisively broke through to the east.

The Texas National Guard is outnumbered, and the Chinese army can fight.

The major general believed that this Indian army should be a breakthrough.

As everyone knows, the reason why Chen Jianqiu dared to let Asukia's troops be "bottle stoppers" was because he was full of confidence in this Indian force with the Apache as the main force.

As long as they are united, the combat effectiveness is still very impressive.

The Major General's troops launched several charges, but they were all beaten back.

He couldn't figure out why the Indians, who used to only harass and fight guerrillas on horseback, were now so powerful in blocking?

And the 2nd Infantry Division, to the north of him, was no better.

Mr. Li surrounded Mills in a village on the edge of Oklahoma.

Every day, Mills could hear the slogans and artillery sounds of the Chinese army's drills.

The soldiers of the 2nd Infantry Division did not know where the artillery was targeted, nor did they know when Li Sifu's Chinese army would launch a general attack.

I can't live in fear.

And due to the fact that the means of communication were cut off.

The two main federal forces have lost contact with Washington.

And in Washington, the happiest are the Democrats.

If in the early days of the war, it was not easy for them to attack the current government in the way of defending their homeland and the integrity of the Union.

With the tide of war turning and Mr. President helpless, the gang finally began to be active in Congress.

While attacking the incompetence of the current cabinet, they trumpeted the bravery of the Texas fighters.

Democrats even have the illusion that if they do start another Civil War, they might be able to regain what they lost in the last war.

It's like if you lose rock-paper-scissors, you're always thinking about turning a win-win game into a best-of-three game.

But the Democrats don't even need a best-of-three game.

As long as they win the game in front of them, they will win.

From Congress, to the state legislatures of the southern states, there is an undercurrent.

The Republican Party was in jeopardy, and the prestige accumulated by the Spanish-American War and economic recovery was lost for a time.

Hannah finally lost faith in McKinley.

As the leader of the Republican Party, the leader of the party, he has not been to see Mr. President for a long time.

He began to visit Vice President Roosevelt frequently.

This was something that was completely unimaginable before.

You must know that in the party, these two people are very unopposed.

Roosevelt felt that Hannah was old and conservative like a broken piece of wood; Hannah, on the other hand, felt that Roosevelt was a cowboy through and through, reckless and unreliable.

But there is no way around it now.

Hannah considered that if the midterm elections were not successful, someone in the Republican Party would have to hold up the banner.

However, it seems that apart from Roosevelt, there are no other figures in the party who can be of great use for the time being.

Not to mention, if McKinlewandowski is impeached and removed from office in the middle of the process, the vice president will directly take over the presidency.

President McKinley is not unaware of these things.

But he wasn't going to compromise.

From time to time, he would go to the White House conference room to see the portrait of Lincoln hanging on the wall.

In the early days of the Civil War, this Republican predecessor was also defeated and criticized.

Sometimes, it's just one step away from the cliff.

But Lincoln survived and won the war! He became the president in the history of the United States, second only to Washington, the "father of the nation", and was admired.

McKinley decided to follow Lincoln's example and forge ahead with a will of steel, like him.

Mr. President had no one to confide in, so he told his personal secretary what he thought.

The secretary's mouth opened, but in the end he didn't speak.

There was a faint uneasiness in his heart.

Emulating Lincoln? This does not bode well.

Is it true that his own commander doesn't know how Lincoln died?

September 6, 1901, Fabro, New York, Pan American Exposition.

President McKinley, escorted by the Secret Service, came to the site of the exposition.

Although it is difficult both internally and externally, this does not affect the president's mood.

He gave an impassioned speech summarizing the remarkable achievements of the United States under his rule.

Outside the venue, however, a crowd of people held signs aloft and protested so loudly that they almost drowned out Mr. President's voice.

"Dictator! Get off stage! We don't want a militaristic president! ”

"The puppet of the capitalists! Go lick Rockefeller's XX! ”

"Peace! No civil war! ”

Secret Service agents watched vigilantly at the marching crowd, keeping them out of the security line for fear that someone in the gang would do something drastic.

They were also afraid of any friction between these people and Mr. President's supporters, so they separated them.

And even if Mr. President in the venue is strong in his heart, his smile at this time is a little stiff.

"Let's go to the concert hall, it's basically our supporters." The secretary whispered to the president.

The president, escorted by the agents, slipped out of the backstage in embarrassment and went straight to the concert hall.

As the secretary said, things look much better here.

Everyone was lining up, enthusiastically waiting to shake hands with Mr. President.

The head of the Secret Service told the agents to stand guard at the door and not let those who were marching in so that there would be no problems.

In the concert hall, the organ sounded, and "The Star-Spangled Banner Never Falls" was played.

The president began to shake hands with his supporters one by one, enjoying it

"Hey, Kotlyu, you know what? There was a crucial reason why I was able to win my first election that year. ”

"I can shake hands with fifty people in a minute."

After shaking hands with one of his supporters, the president turned his head and winked at his secretary.

He seemed to be in a good mood.

"This will allow me to quickly gain the favor of the people."

The secretary nodded perfunctorily.

He's a little restless today.

Mr. President did not notice the expression of his secretary.

He turned his head and began to prepare to shake hands with the next person.

The man in front of him was about thirty years old, wearing a black coat and a handkerchief wrapped around his right hand, and he looked a little nervous.

McKinley thought that the other party was a little unnatural because he shook hands with the president for the first time, so he didn't think too much about it, and subconsciously stretched out his left hand.

However, suddenly, his left hand was pulled away.

A second later, an automatic revolver instantly appeared in the man's right hand.

Before the president and the people around him could react, the man pulled the trigger twice in a row on McKinley's abdomen, and the "pop" was two shots.

When the third trigger was pulled, the man was quickly pounced on by a passer-by.

Mr. President couldn't hold it up, covered his abdomen with his hands, and fell to the ground,

The wound on his abdomen began to "gurgle" outward, and blood flowed outward.

The surrounding servants carried him to the emergency room of the concert hall with all hands and feet, and at the same time went to find a doctor nearby.

It's more of a grocery room than a first-aid room, and it's in rudimentary condition.

A dim incandescent lamp dangled overhead, flickering the light.

Only a rusty iron bed remained, and the mattress on top was filthy.

The crowd didn't care much and carried McKinley to the bed.

The president has fallen into a coma.

After a while, unprepared doctors rushed over with first-aid kits and simple surgical instruments.

With the help of the dim light, they began to perform emergency surgery on Mr. President.

The surgery was very strenuous.

Asking them to find bullets in such light conditions is a bit difficult.

But it wasn't long before a "bell" was heard, and a blood-stained bullet was removed from the president's body and thrown into an iron tray.

"Finally taken out!" The chief surgeon breathed a sigh of relief.

His aides began to do bandages of the president's wounds.

He wiped his hands and said to the presidential secretary who rushed to his side, "Thanks to the innovation of technology, silk sutures and bandages can save the president's life." ”

Koteliu glanced at the bullet in the tray and breathed a sigh of relief.

He walked out of the emergency room, but suddenly remembered something, turned his head and asked another person next to him:

"How many shots did you just fire? One, or two? ”

The man thought for a moment, and then said firmly to the secretary:

"One sound, sir, I only heard one."

Kotlyu then put his heart down and walked out.