Chapter 703 Lord Lincoln, please lead us to make America greater!

January 20, 1861.

The platform of Baltimore Railway Station was crowded with people.

The thick smoke from the steam locomotive rolled in the cold air, like an angry black dragon. As soon as the door opened, Xianfeng (Zhao Si) heard a deafening roar, "47% should not be lost to 40%!"

"The United States cannot have minority tyranny!"

"Counter tariffs! Protect state rights! Amend the constitution! Protect democracy!"

The crowd rushed towards the southern politicians who had just got off the train like a tide. They waved placards and held up Kentucky rifles. Some even wore old uniforms from the Mexican War. Judging from this posture, those who didn't know thought that the American Civil War was about to break out!

Xianfeng thought to himself: If these Americans have heard of "Talking about the Three Kingdoms" in Dashilan, they should do their best to order a hundred thousand troops to fight Washington, New York, Philadelphia, Boston and Chicago. They have to take advantage of the Republicans' group of people not organizing them and get the big things done! Unfortunately, these Americans still have less knowledge...\n

"Look! They are the heroes of Charleston!"

As soon as the political elites from Charleston walked out of the train station, the crowd gathered in the square burst into screams, and the planters wrapped in tweed coats took off their top hats and waved them. Xianfeng saw that the bronze statue at the top of the bell tower in the distance was the statue of Maryland's first governor, and was now covered with a palm leaf wreath from South Carolina.

It seems that most of the citizens of Baltimore support the South. This is quite normal. Although Baltimore is the fourth largest city in the United States today, and there are many factories and banks in the city, Maryland is still a slave state. Planter owners still have a great influence in Baltimore!

Mayor William Brown, the most radical Democrat in Maryland, came up with his arms and said to O'Hara in a heavy southern accent: "Gerald, I didn't expect you to come too... :.\n.Why, do you want to enter politics too?"

"I have no interest in politics," O'Hara smiled as she patted the mayor of Baltimore's back, "but I must stand up and defend my interests...my manor, my black slave, my cotton!"

At this time, the crowd outside the train station became even more excited, and everyone was holding various slogans, which was so noisy that it was extremely noisy.

Xianfeng pulled Scarlett beside him, then leaned into his ear and muttered. The girl immediately pulled over a star-striped flag, climbed up to the roof of a carriage waiting outside the railway station, waved the flag vigorously, and shouted loudly: "Advance Washington! March on Capitol Hill...\n.

,

"Advance Washington! Advance Capitol Hill...:::

As Scarlett's slogan spread more and more widely, the entire Baltimore railway station square finally boiled.

Xianfeng narrowed his eyes and glanced at the crowd. Among these people were farmers, veterans, and state militias.

There were even southern gentry wearing wide-brimmed hats, with anger and dissatisfaction on their faces.

Although Lincoln's name was not on the votes of the Southern Ten State, they still believed that they were a majority and were fooled by the election rules set by the Yankees.

"Bissary Zhao!" John Brown came to Xianfeng at this time, "You are Mr. Nicholas Zhao Si, the bishop of the True Que Sect...:::.Your goods have been shipped!"

Xianfeng had a slight jaw. He knew that the "goods" mentioned by the mayor of Baltimore were the Napoleon guns and Minere rifles given by Napoleon III.

"Mr. Mayor," Xianfeng lowered his voice, "Is this batch of goods safe?"

Brown smiled proudly, then lowered his voice and responded: "Absolutely safe, the port and customs are all our people."

Xianfeng nodded with satisfaction and patted his shoulder. "If everything goes well, Baltimore can serve as a logistics transfer center for the federal government to fight against the rebellion in the north."

To fight against the rebellion in the north?

Will the North really provoke a civil war because Lincoln’s president is deprived?

A trace of worry flashed in Brown's eyes, but it was quickly covered up.

In the conference room of the New York State Government Building, the atmosphere was as solemn as the tranquility before a snowstorm.

Lincoln sat at the end of the long table, crossing his hands against his chin, his eyes deep. Opposite him, California Senator Jamie O'Connor was waving a telegram, his voice excitedly:

"Gentlemen! The Southerners have gathered in Baltimore. They are not here to negotiate. They are here to lift the tables! They are here to fight a civil war with us!"

New York Governor Edwin Morgan slammed the table and said, "Do they dare?!"

"Of course they dare!" O'Connor sneered, "They don't even recognize the election results of 180 votes to 99 votes, can they still expect them to recognize the Constitution?"

Secretary-elect Seward had a gloomy face and tapped his finger on the table: "His Excellency Lincoln...we must act immediately!"

Lincoln slowly looked up and glanced at every Republican leader present.

"Senator O'Connor...:..." In the end, Lincoln's eyes fell on O'Connor, who represented California, and of course he understood that this California senator was a little determined to backtest!

But now he also knows that now he needs someone to say what he wants to do to fight the Southern Democratic Party to the end...:::

Even if it means a civil war!

Lincoln's low voice echoed in the room: "What advice do you have?"

O'Connor took a deep breath, stood up straight, his voice loudly "Gentlemen, we can't hesitate anymore! The Southerners have gathered militias in Baltimore. They are preparing to march into Washington and force Congress to amend the constitution....\n. This is a coup! If we sit still, the United States of America will become the world of slave owners! American democracy will also become history! The United States.::::. will never be great again!"

He punched the table with a sudden punch, shaking the ink bottle.

"We must mobilize militias from the northern states immediately! New York, Pennsylvania, Massachusetts, all the Republican states must be armed immediately!"

"We want the Southerners to know that they can turn the tables, but we have the strength to put the tables back on!

》

"His Excellency President!" O'Connor turned to Lincoln, his eyes burning, "Please lead us to make America greater!"

Thunderous applause burst out in the room instantly.

Governor Morgan was the first to stand up and shouted: "Lincoln! Great! President! Great.::

Immediately afterwards, Seward, Hamlin, all the Republican leaders stood up and shouted in unison:

"Lincoln! Great! President! Great...:

+

Lincoln slowly stood up, and his tall figure cast a long shadow under the light. He did not speak immediately,

Just stare at everyone quietly until the applause gradually subsides.

"Gentlemen," he spoke, his voice low and firm, "the United States of America will not succumb to the tyranny of a few."

"If they want to use their guns to change the election results, then let's tell him with our guns:

"This country belongs to the people!"

Deafening cheers erupted in the room again.

On the streets of Baltimore, southern militias were lined up.

Workers are working overtime to produce rifles in a military factory in New York.

On Capitol Hill in Washington, lawmakers quarreled.

In the distant California, Huang Shiren was smiling as boxes of goods "made in California" loaded on ships heading to the east coast of the United States.

At this moment...who still cares whether these "Made in California" are private label products? What the East China side really cares about now is who is sitting on the side of California's butt!

"Gentlemen," he said to Huntington and Crocker beside him, "It seems that war is the most profitable business!"

At the same time, 20,000 miles away, on the platform of Pukou Railway Station, the roar of steam locomotives overwhelmed the howling wind of the river.

Luo Yaoguo, the Prime Minister of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, was standing in front of the special train car. The collar of the black wool coat was slightly raised, covering half of his face. Beside him, Shi Dakai, the chief of the General Staff of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, was discussing with Wei Changhui, the Minister of the Army, who came to see him off. After several years of hard work,

The Longhai Railway was finally built from Haizhou to Luoyang. The Pukou-Xuzhou section of the Jinpu Railway has also been completed.

Now, the arms and grain produced in the southeast can be pulled to Luoyang by train! The Taiping Army stationed in the Yangtze River Basin can also be transported to Luoyang by train at extremely fast speed.

Therefore, the time to conquer "Zeng Zhou" is ripe!

Luo Yaoguo went north this time to deploy an encirclement and suppression of Zeng Guofan!

"Your Highness, the car is about to drive." A guard whispered.

Luo Yaoguo was slightly tilted and was about to raise his foot when he suddenly heard the sound of rapid footsteps behind him.

"Your Highness of the King of Wu! Hurry up!"

Fu Shanxiang, the first female top student in the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom's college entrance examination, is now the secretary of the Prime Minister's Office.

She walked quickly, holding a telegram that had just been translated in her hand, and there were fine beads of sweat on her forehead, which was obviously all the way.

Luo Yaoguo took the telegram and quickly swept the words above.

"The south has moved, Washington will be in chaos, and northern states are also mobilizing. In addition, the equipment has arrived in Hong Kong and British Airways are also cruising. Please allow Pacific companies to accelerate delivery, so that the south can control Washington, Zhao Si smoothly."

Shi Dakai leaned over and took a look, raised his thick eyebrows: "Are the Americans going to fight?"

"Faster than expected!" Luo Yaoguo folded the telegram and stuffed it into the inner bag of his coat, frowned slightly, "Lincoln will not sit and wait for death, and the mobilization ability of the Northern Industrial State far exceeds the southern estimate."

Maria, who was with Luo Yaoguo, whispered: "If the South controls Washington, Britain and France, both countries will definitely provide help to the relatively weak South, because they do not want the United States to reunify again."

"They don't want us to be unified either!" Luo Yaoguo looked northwest, "Zeng Zhou will not eliminate it, the troubles of the kingdom of heaven will always be there!"

Shi Dakai patted his chest and said to Luo Yaoguodao: "Ninth brother, don't worry, I will definitely be able to fight to Lanzhou within the year. Within two years, the northwest can be settled!"
Chapter completed!